Another thing i wrote a while back. More Bakerâs Hat. I swear... One day... I will do a full Ref For Oscar. One day. But not today. Soon though. Maybe⊠I donât really know. Yaâll might only really see him through random art pieces. :P ANY WAY! Hereâs this old thing!
White Hat belongs to @paperhatcollection
Oscar belongs to me.
Title: Panic Attack
Pairing: Bakerâs Hat (White Hat/Oscar)
Summary: Oscar is woken up by White having a panic attack, and comforts him.
Tags: Panic Attack, past abuse, angst, bit of fluff, healing, short story
Enjoy!
Oscar shifted, waking up, at first he was confused as to what had woken him before hearing the faint whimpering next to him he sat up turning towards his sleeping lover. White Hat had his back to him curled into a ball, trembling. His breathing was erratic, almost to the point where the other was hyperventilating. Oscar frowned going to place a hand on his loverâs shoulder but stopped he lowered his hand, instead speaking up, keeping his voice soft.
âWhite⊠Sweetie. Youâre safe. Itâs alright.â he kept his voice as quiet and soothing as possible. White flinched at it anyway but Oscar knew that would have been unavoidable. âYouâre home with me, White. youâre safe. Breathe, darlingâŠâ he murmured. White let out a choked sob curling up tighter as he gasped. âEasy, baby. iâm right hereâŠ. Can I hold you?â he asked. The answer came in the form of the eldritch turning and practically throwing himself at Oscar. Luckily he was able to prepare himself for the near tackle managing not to fall off the bed. He wrapped his arms around his panicking lover and pressed a kiss to the top of his head.
âShhh, its aright. I got you. Iâm here. Youâre safe.â he rubbed White Hatâs back as White buried his face in his neck. He took slow even breathâs, White hiccuped pressing closer, as he tried to match them. âThatâs it. Just focus on my breathing, SweetheartâŠâ he whispered. After a few minutes, White got his breathing under control, calming down as he slumped against Oscar. The mortal closed his eyes nuzzling his lover lightly. White nuzzled him back tightening his arms around the human.
â...thank you...â the hero murmured his voice hoarse. Oscar rested his forehead against the eldritchâs and smiled.
âanytime, hon. Feeling better?â he asked. White nodded sleepily and rested his head back on Oscarâs shoulder.
âMhmm...â he hummed before yawing. Oscar shifted them both so they were laying down. White Hat pulled him closer pressing close to him. Oscar smiled and relaxed tightening his arms around his lover. â...Night, love.â White whispered.
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