thanks to you." Tamaki mumbled softly, hugging onto his torso as he pressed closer to his chest, "It's so hard."
He nodded, pressing a shy kiss to his cheeks. "Better?" The blond asked, gently rubbing circles to his boyfriend's back. Tamaki sighed and melted against Mirio, slowly peering up at him. The numbness reached up to his elbows and just above his knees this time. Soon the purple haired boy was able to breath normally again, feeling slowly returning to his limbs. He listened to his heartbeat, the gentle thudding of it as he tried matching their breathing together. He was brought into Mirio's chest, and Tamaki quickly latched onto him. Soon he felt warmth beside him, then soon enveloping him. He got foggy when his panic attacks took over. "Tamaki?" He heard Mirio's voice, a little distanced. His gentle hugs and bright smiles, those loving eyes of his, his reassuring words.
Tamaki felt tears stream down his cheeks, but he focused on thinking of Mirio. Why couldn't he be like Mirio? He was brave and strong. He hadn't had them in a while- but doing something new must've triggered it. He couldn't help the quick, desperate gasps of air as he closed his eyes. His legs were slowly growing numb, and so were the tips of his fingers. Tamaki could feel his breath quicken again, sliding down and sitting in the floor. So many eyes on him, searching him for his weaknesses and gazing at him with judging eyes and evil thoughts. Come intern with us, Mirio said- Interning would be easy, he said. Tamaki walked out of Class 1-A, gripping his chest as he focused on his breathing.