#mintcocoarock

It was yet another beautiful spring day.

Cocoa was making yet another serving of her beloved drink (as much as the other two tried to convince her to cut down on it). While Mint was going through some of his sheet music for a performance while Rockstar was practicing (again) for she didn't know what time it was this day.

Speaking of that was the one thing both she and Mint were worried about.

Although they admired his drive, that was one of the things that attracted both of them to him, lately he had been a little too obsessed with being able to perform right. Rockstar also seemed utterly exhausted lately and she didn't remember the last time she saw him eat properly.

"Wait," Mint suddenly spoke interrupting both their thoughts, "Did Rockstar... just stop playing"?

"You're right". That wasn't normal.

"Something is up".

No sooner then they had gotten to the their studio was their worst fears confirmed.

Not only had the white haired singer stopped playing but looked paler than either of the two thought possible.

However, the most alarming thing of all was how much he was shaking.

"Why.. why can't I..play"? were the only words he was able to get out before he let go of the guitar with a start and grabbed his throat.

It was Cocoa's surprisingly quick reflexes that was the only thing that was able to save the guitar from certain doom. Meanwhile, Mint was trying to get Rockstar to sit down in the nearby chair so he could communicate with him. Mint who had been with Rockstar longer than Cocoa had been with them knew that during these anxiety attacks Rockstar could not really communicate verbally when he got frightened.

First thing to do was move him to a better location.

"Rockstar.." the Mint haired man whispered while holding on to his hand knowing he was comforted by touch. "Are you able to walk upstairs on your own"??

Rockstar slightly nodded his head yes.

"I promise neither of us will let go of your hand in the process ok"?

A few minutes later they had managed to get him upstairs as well as their cat Beatle. Mint was trying to get the weighted blanket they used for this situation out while Rockstar who was still shaking clung on to Cocoa who ran her fingers through his hair as he quietly sobbed.

"Help...me"

"Rockstar I know this is very scary for you but I promise you this will pass Mint is getting out the blanket for you as we speak."

No sooner then she had spoken those words Mint arrived, Rockstar immediately darted under it and grabbed Mint's hand in the process the soft cries turning into full blown sobs.

"Rockstar..." Mint gently whispered to his boyfriend "Do you want me to turn on some music?"

Rockstar shook his head.

"Is it ok if I rub your back?"

Rockstar nodded.

The sensation of his boyfriend's touch seemed to soothe the singer immediately, as his shaking  immediately slowed and his cries reduced to soft whimpers.

Cocoa felt bad she couldn't do any more to help him when Rockstar started motioning to her.

"Do you want me to hold your hand"?

Once they had gotten Rockstar slightly calmer they both knew they had to ask about how he was coping.

"Rockstar", whispered, "both Mint and I have been quite worried about how much you have been practicing so we need you to answer these questions, have you eaten at all today"?

Rockstar shook his head.

"How many hours of sleep have you gotten"? Rockstar held up two fingers. "Are you hungry now"? Rockstar hesitated slightly and then nodded. Cocoa wanted to kick herself. How could she not have noticed how miserable her boyfriend was? ", I am going to get up and make you some eggs and I want you to eat them ok"? Unfortunately she had forgotten about his separation anxiety As soon as she stood up she heard a shriek and turned around to Mint desperately trying to hold back a now sobbing again Rockstar. "Cocoa will be right back, I promise you she's just making you something to eat, its going to be ok, Beatles here with you see"? Mint whispered trying to divert Rockstar's attention. Once Cocoa had brought the eggs up (and made it clear to Rockstar that no she was NOT leaving again), Rockstar practically devoured the eggs, he still looked hungry , but neither of them wanted to get up and risk upsetting him again. Rockstar who was curled up between the two of them his arms wrapped around Beatle, (who luckily didn't mind the hugging) had stopped crying  and shaking and now just looked sleepy. "You have such beautiful hair Starlight"  Mint whispered as he softly kissed Rockstar's forehead. Both of them loved playing with it when either of them couldn't sleep. He enjoyed it too. "You think you can sleep now"?  Cocoa asked Rockstar. Rockstar could only yawn as he moved closer to them and within a few minutes he started making the purring noise that while he denied making but both Mint and Cocoa thought was the cutest thing ever. "Good Night". "W-hat  the hell". Mint and Cocoa woke up to the now pitch black sky, as Rockstar began to stir. Judging by his language he seemed to be returning to normal. "How long was I asleep"? Rockstar looked confused at the time. Cocoa looked at the alarm clock by the bed. "Six hours". "Still less time than that one week you had the flu and got mad you weren't allowed to drink cocoa the entire time". Mint laughed they all remembered that week far too well. Yep, Rockstar was back to normal. "Anyways I just hope my fans don't find out because otherwise-". Cocoa and Mint winced. Although they knew well about his issues with anxiety he was still afraid to let his fans know, he had in his mind they would abandon him if he wasn't  "perfect". "Starlight we've been over this, if they hate you because you go through what so many many other people do as well they were never your fans".  Mint knew this all too well, not all of his fans were accepting of the fact that the famous violinist was a transgender man. "Besides you know Dj right"? Cocoa interjected.  "As you know they're totally blind without their visor, well one day it broke and they were not able to perform". They were too afraid to let anyone know as well". "Seriously"? Dj and Rockstar had always been rivals each intensely jealous of the other, although recently, things had improved slightly. "Correct, and you know what their boyfriend Lemon told them? if anyone had a problem with their disability then they could fuck off, anyways,  they actually were able to perform that night just with Lemon helping, they even brought them out to thank them after the show". "Minty actually swore, I'm impressed". smirked Rockstar. " But what matters is", continued Cocoa "is what you have is nothing to be ashamed of, and if anyone is, we will both always be beside you". Suddenly without warning, Rockstar embraced the both of them, he was crying again but this time the tears were happy. "Thank you". About an hour later a thoroughly exhausted Cocoa was planning to go to bed again for real this time. Rockstar was acting like his old self again and had promised to take a break from the guitar the next day and start keeping watch of how much he practiced as well as practice some relaxation techniques. Thankfully their friend Yoga was more than eager to help him with it. "Sooo Cocoa" Rockstar smiled, "I'll be taking a shower before bed if you want to join me". "No thanks, I'm exhausted, but i'm pretty sure Mint will be joining you". "And how do you know that"? Mint smirked. "Because I can hear you both whenever you sho-". "You're terrible" Rockstar laughed jokingly swatting Cocoa with a pillow. "But it's true". "Anyways get some sleep we don't need you catching the flu again". Rockstar smiled as both he and Mint kissed her on the forehead. "Also, try to make the cocoa mix last more than one day next time". "Mintyy".