SENDER reassures RECEIVER during a panic attack - Clark and Gabe
This is not normal for Gabe. This is so bad he's dizzy with it, ass on the floor, back to the wall of the walk-in shower of the hotel room they've ended up in for the weekend.
He's thinking about the car fire. Thinking about the bodies, after- or what remained of them. Thinking about how they looked, stiff, charcoal-blackened, being pulled out. Thinking about how it smelled and realizing it's coated his sinuses with oily, human fat, and now he can't get the smell out.
Scalding hot water has left his skin red even how that it's off, He's left nail drags on his cheeks. He's managed to slow his breathing, but his adrenaline's up, his pulse is flying, and the world is burning meat and flaking skin and-
The hotel room door opens. Clark or David back. He sucks in a breath and holds it.
Blue eyes latch on Clark's form when the smaller man lingers in the bathroom door. He doesn't say anything, but his expression, his state, say enough on their own.
high stakes
