so american~
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Clay inhaled sharply as he swerved off to the side of the road, slamming on the breaks. He put the car in park, gripping the collar of his shirt with shaky hands. He fumbled with his seatbelt and unbuckled, stumbling out of the car. He took a few steps away from the vehicle, clutching his hair in his trembling hands as hyperventilating gasps escaped his mouth. What’s wrong with me?! What’s going on?!
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“f---- f---,” George muttered as he unbuckled, rushing out of the car and over to Clay. He grabbed the blonde, getting him away from the blonde. “Look at me, Clay, focus, take a deep breath.”
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Clay continued to hyperventilate as he clenched his hands into fists, squeezing his eyes shut. He exhaled shakily as he tried to take deep breaths, gasping as he hugged his arms to his chest. “I- I can’t breathe-“ He whispered, dropping to his knees on the ground
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“I know, I know,” George said quietly, crouching down with him. “Look at me, focus on taking a breath. Nothing else is happening, okay? Nothings gonna happen if you take a breath-“
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Clay inhaled shakily, his breathing slowing down a little. He exhaled slowly as he leaned forward against George, blindly grabbing onto his shirt. He took a few more deep breaths, his breathing still a little shaky.
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“There you go, I’m so proud of you,” George whispered, inching forward a bit and pulling Clay into a hug. “You’re good- keep breathing,” he said softly, taking a deep breath and hoping his boyfriend would follow.
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Clay copied George and kept taking deep breaths, hugging onto his boyfriend. “I- I thought I was gonna die,” he murmured, exhaling shakily as he rested his head on the brunette’s shoulder.
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“I know,” George said softly. “But you’re alive!! You’re okay,” he assured, rubbing Clay’s back.
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Clay curled closer to George, exhaling softly. “I- I’m sorry, I- I didn’t mean to freak out like that-“
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“Clay, you had an anxiety attack, for obvious reasons,” George said softly, gently scratching Clay’s back. “It’s okay, I promise.”
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Clay exhaled shakily, curling closer to George. “I’m sorry if I- If I scared you,” he muttered, closing his eyes as he took another deep breath.
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“Don’t worry about me, I’m okay,” George whispered. “Focus on yourself for like, two seconds, okay?” He said with a soft chuckle.
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Clay exhaled softly, a quiet laugh escaping his mouth. He hugged George close, burying his face in the crook of his neck as he calmed down. He inhaled his scent, his grip on his boyfriend’s shirt loosening a little.
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George sighed in relief, rubbing Clay’s back. “This can’t be comfortable on your knees, can it?@
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“It’s definitely not,” Clay said with a chuckle, lifting his head to look at George for a moment. He moved to sit on the floor, letting go of his boyfriend. He rested his hands on the ground, exhaling softly. “I- I think I’m okay now,” he said softly, meeting eyes with the brunette.
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