Anxiety Attacks
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Female reader, takes place in Alexandria so that they actually have homes
Request: “Can I request for the walking dead with Daryl? The reader is dating him and she suffers from anxiety. When she tries to talk to him when she notices he wasn’t in a good mood, they get into an argument and it sends her into a panic attack. She doesn’t show it in front of him and goes to Rick for comfort. Daryl finds her there upset and feels bad so he goes to her and he comforts her through it in the end.”
Summary: Daryl and his lover get into a small fight, which causes the reader to have a panic attack.
Warnings: Arguing,a little bit of cussing, and panic attacks.
Y/N glanced over at her boyfriend, she noticed how his shoulders were slumped, and how his face looked slightly pained. She stopped walking for a moment to fall in step with him. The other members of the group continued on, hoping to get this run over with shortly.
“You okay?” Y/N asked, Daryl looked up from his feet. His posture corrected itself upon the close proximity.
“Yeah, I’m jus tired.” He said, his face expression not changing. Not wanting to press him much further out here, Y/N just nodded and gave him a small smile. and continued walking back to the cars the group arrived in. Y/N plopped down in the passenger seat and Daryl slid into the driver side, and Sasha and Michonne talked quietly in the back.
The drive back to Alexandria was pretty silent besides a few whispers between Sasha and Michonne, the tension in the car was thick and suffocating. Thankfully they reached the gate of Alexandria and Spencer let them in, the gates closing behind them.Y/N stepped out of the car, and helped sort supplies into the pantry and armory before walking to house she was assigned to.
Y/N sat on the porch waiting for Daryl, and soon enough he came walking up the street, his crossbow strapped to his back. Y/N stood upon his presence, and dusted off her sun washed jeans. “Hey hon, you feeling any better?” Daryl pushed past her to the opposite of the porch and she watched as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, smoking was only something he did when he was really stressed. Y/N moved closer, swiping the thick cloud of smoke out of her way, “Hon? You sure you’re okay?”
Daryl grabbed the cigarette from his mouth and let out another cloud of smoke. Y/N reached for him and he pulled his arm out of her reach, “Stop tryna grab on me. I told you, I’m fine.” Y/N looked at him, feeling that familiar dread creeping in, “Then why won’t you let me help you? Somethings wrong-” “Dammit Y/N, I told ya I was fine, now stop botherin me and bein so goddamn clingy.”
Y/n felt her lungs tighten but nevertheless, she reached for him one last time, and Daryl jerked his body away from her, “Goddamit Y/N, jus go away n stop botherin me!” Y/N backed up slowly trying to fight tears and swallow her sobs. She walked down the stairs, walking towards Rick’s nearby house. Y/N and Rick were good friends before she and Daryl got romantically involved.
Y/N knocked on the screen door and Carl opened teh door, “Hey Y/N, what can I help you with?” Y/N took a shaky breath, “I-is your dad home?” Carl nodded and opened the screen door, stepping aside to let her in. “He’s in the kitchen.” Carl went back to entertain Judith.
Rick leaned up against the counter, he was drinking a glass of water and looking at a smiling Michonne who sat at the table. The both perked up upon Y/N entering. Y/N finally snapped, she choked backa sob and her shoulders to shake. Tears feel rapidly down her flushed cheeks and her chest heaved as she began to hyperventilate. Rick and Michonne ran over to her, giving her space but trying to fan her down since she was very flushed.
“You gotta try and calm down. What happened?” Michonne asked. Y/N tried to slow her breathing and she grasped at her neck breathing hard. “D-d-daryl.. f-f-fight..” Michonne picked up a nearby cookbook and fanning it in Y/N’s direction.
Daryl was kicking himself. He knew he overreacted. He walked down the road to Rick’s house, putting out his cigarette with his boots. He walked up the pristine steps, hearing Y/N’s cries and sobs from outside the screen door. He threw the door open and booked it into the kitchen where Michonne and Rick were still fanning her as she fought to normalize her breathing. Y/N turned around and upon seeing Daryl her breathing quickened. “D-daryl.” She cried out and Daryls’ heart shattered. He had caused this.
He gently opened his arms and Y/N walked into them. Her body shook as she sobbed but her breathing began to clam down. Daryl’s fingers ran through her hair and Y/N’s tears began to end and she sniffled. Rick and Michonne excused themselves to give the lovers some privacy. Y/N calmed down and she closed her eyes and leaned into Daryl more. “I’m sorry hun, I didn mean to hurt ya. I love you.” Y/N was shocked, he had never said that before. She pulled away and smiled as his thumbs came up to wipe her tear stained face. “I love you too Daryl.” The two leaned in and shared a sweet kiss.
