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Everything happen in a blur so quickly that it was hard to understand what was even going on in the first place, maybe it was because Null forgot to lock the doors or Sweepers was just that strong but whatever reason, one second you were walking down the hall with Null floating beside you, talking about whatever—next second both you and him were violently flung across the hall and slammed into the locker, with it locking behind you.
Here you were, confused and freaked out about being trapped in a small space with no way of getting out and Null--- who was freaked how by how close you were to him, both of your bodies were pressed up against each other, with Null being more cramped because of his height.
“—Quit moving!” he snapped at you, his inner thigh brushes up against your leg.
You on the other hand were not handling it well, “i-I can’t, we’re trapped here with little air! I can’t—I can’t breathe”
He’s quick to pick up on your oncoming panic attack, shimming his arms down, he gently grabs your shoulders and squeezes them, trying to get your mind off the enclosure you’re both trapped in, Null wasn’t good at comfort at the slightest especially for something like this but he couldn’t bear to see you under such distress.
His eyes soften as you shakily look up at him, “Hey—easy, just listen to me okay? I need you--- to take a few deep breaths”
You don’t response or give a snarky remark back, just following his words, you close your eyes and take deep slow breaths, Null could feel your body press up against his stomach as you breathed, your warm causing small staticky sensation to run over his body but he pays no mind, just focusing on you.
After some time, you slump against him, head just under his chest and for a moment, he gets nervous thinking you had just passed out but thankfully you slowly look up at him bashfully, your skin growing a bit of color. It was strange seeing you so soft and bashful, it almost made him miss the sassier side of you.
He freezes up when he feel you trying to hug his waist, “Thanks Null, I needed that”
It’s quiet and barely much but it’s enough to make his code jolt weirdly in his body, he’s unsure what to do, what to say or even how to go back to how things were with you when you both just make snide remarks at each other, annoying him in a way that made him want to twirl his hair.
So he doesn’t say anything, his arms slowly wrap around you, eyeing as your face grows more in color that its starting to look like a beetroot. You were so warmth, like a small fuzzy blanket on a cold day--- it fitted you and he was cold like snow and just like snow, it was unforgiving. Yet despite everything, you two were together and deep in his code, he was happy to have you.
Null couldn’t stop himself from letting his invisible hands run over your back, feeling you shiver slightly from his touch, it made his code jumble up in delight.
Once you’ve fully calmed down, he’ll brute force the locker door open but this is one of the few times he’ll let his tough exterior down….just hoping that you don’t snitch at how much of a softie he really is.