Hey I’ve read some of your work and I really love it! I was wondering if you could do a Bucky x reader fic where she has a panic attack and he helps bring her out of it? I’ve just had a massive one out of nowhere after doing really well mentally and I haven’t had one for over a year and I feel like that’d cheer me up a bit 🥺 (if it’s not too much to ask of course!) <3
It's never too much to ask sweetie. Anything I can do to help make things even a little better, I'm here doll. Normally I'd take sometime with requests but for you I'm going to try my best and hope this helps you feel better even just a little bit sweetie.
Warnings: Panic attacks because of crowds, people being assholes,
Blue skies, soft autumn breeze brushes your skin the heavy weight of Bucky's hand in yours should've grounded you. Yet, with all these people pushing, yelling, trying to get to destinations unknown start to overwhelm you.
Those first stirring, alert you to an on coming panic attack. Breath gasping from your lips pausing your feet in their tracks. People still push passed almost like you're not standing there but just an obstacle in their pathway.
"Y/N?" few steps in front, Bucky notices the warmth missing and he turns to see you clutching at your chest. Nail's clawing to pull at the blouse wrapping around your torso. Carefully stepping towards you, "Doll, I'm here you're safe, I'm taking your hand sweetheart," when you nod quickly, he gently taking your hand back into the warmth of his flesh hand. Bucky maneuvers you both towards a park bench, catching the little beads of sweat forming at the hairline.
Sitting you down, he crouches in front taking both your hands in his. Recalling what he's learned about panic attacks. Fearful he'll get it all wrong but pushes those thoughts aside to focus solely on you.
Trembling starts, as your eyes dart from Bucky's beloved face towards everyone rushing around. Making you gasp, heart pounding almost outta your chest.
"No doll focus on me, look into my eyes no one else," cursing in his mind for bringing you here. Knowing packed spaces even the park can trigger an episode. Once you've looked towards him still breathing to quickly, he rubs circles over your wrists with his thumbs. "I've got you dollface, but I need your help I need you to find five things you can see."
Head shaking negatively still trying to catch your breath, hearing the sneers of people passing by.
"Focus on me sweetheart, not them," when your wildly searching eyes lock back with his Bucky breaths out. "Find five things just around us love."
Swallowing harshly, "You..." breath picking up a second while trying to get the words out. "Your face... and the bench," trying to keep the sphere limited to things around you.
"You're doing so good doll, just need three more."
Peripheral vision picking up the autumn leaves on the ground, "Red and yellow leaves." The loosening in your chest comes with the final two items, "Leather jacket... and... and my purse."
"Perfect," though he can see you're still caught in the panic attack. Soothing deep voice asking next, "Give me four things you can touch."
Feeling his hands give yours a soft squeeze. "Hands, cool and warm," trying to take in another full breath instead of the panting you've done since the on set of the attack. "Concrete bench... under me."
Nodding encouragingly, eyes dart up making your breath pour out quicker once again. Bucky's there to ground you back with gentle reminding pressure on your hands. Eyes close for a moment to try and gather yourself, "Purse and... trees."
"You've got this doll, you're doing so well," watching your eyes open not as wild anymore but Bucky presses on. "Three things you can hear."
"People to many," focusing back on Bucky trying to match his calm breathing with your own. "Cell phones and... and your voice."
Giving you his winning smile, "Always knew you had a thing for my voice dollface." sobering, seeing your starting to relax a little more. "Two things you can smell."
"Autumn," knowing it doesn't make my sense but seeing the smile spread over Bucky's lips tells you he knows what you mean. "Your cologne."
Deep chuckle escapes his lips then adding, "One thing you can taste."
"Hot chocolate we just had," feeling the loosening in your chest. Breathing pattern returning to normal, your heart slows to a soft beat.
"That's my girl," moving closer to scoop you into his arms carefully. "I knew you could do it baby girl."
Burying your face in his chest, soft sob existing your parted lips, "I'm sorry Bucky I ruined our date."
"No," pulling back to sit beside you then bring you into the shelter of his warm arms. "You didn't ruin anything Y/N, just a pause in our path is all. Besides I kinda like having you in my arms like this," giving you a cheeky smile.
"But," placing a finger over your lips with a shake of his head.
"No buts doll, you've helped me so many times before I'm simply repaying you in kind. Besides I'm always gonna be here by your side to help you through. I've got you baby girl always."
Nodding, emotions caught in your throat you bury yourself in his arms. The feeling of peace now stealing over you and the panic attack just a memory.
