Anxiety Attack|Tony Stark X Reader

Anxiety Attack|Tony Stark x Reader

TW: mentions of anxiety and a small mention of PTSD

Living with anxiety isn't easy. It affects your daily life when it gets really bad. Fortunately, your boyfriend Tony doesn't know about your struggles with anxiety, so it isn't a burden to him. For the most part, your relationship with the billionaire has had barely any anxiety attacks on your part. Of course, with Tony having PTSD, he's had his fair share of anxiety and panic attacks, but he doesn't know that you struggle with them as well.

So, as you sit on your shared bed while rocking back and forth, hands in your hair, eyes shut tight, chest heaving up and down as you hyperventilate, you pray that he doesn't walk in. Unfortunately, you hear the door open, footsteps approaching you, and a loud sob escapes your lips. Familiar arms wrap themselves around you and pull you into his lap. You wrap your arms around his neck, shoving your face into the crook of his neck, and cry as he holds you.

A few minutes pass and you finally calm down. A few sniffles here and there, but you've finally calmed down. Neither you or Tony say anything for a while. He silently holds you and you lay your head against his shoulder.

"How long?" he asks. "Since I was a kid. I didn't tell you because I didn't want to burden you" you say quietly. You hear him sigh and push you back enough to look you in your eyes. His thumb wipes away a stray tear that cascades down your face. "Never, ever think you are a burden to me, sweetheart. Alright? I love you and I want to be here for you, just as you have for me." You nod and he pulls you close again.

That's how the two of you stay for the rest of the night. You in his arms and him holding you.

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Rick Grimes x Reader

Warning: This one is going to be pretty sad. So prepare yourself.

You and your boyfriend Rick were driving down the road and into town to get supplies for the group. The car ride was silent, both of you taking the chance to relax for a bit before having to run around, avoiding dangers.

The tress seemed to fly by as y'all drove. It was calming, not having to worry about running from a herd of walkers for the moment. You could tell Rick was pretty calm as well. He had a hand on your thigh as he drove, and a smile on his face. It cased you to smile as well.

Eventually, the calm had to end eventually, and the car slowed to a stop in front of a grocery store. You unbuckled your seatbelt, and unholstered your gun and cautiously exited the car, looking for any walkers in the area. Rick did the same thing.

The two of you quietly walked into the store, eyes scanning the interior. A few things scattered the shelves. Not too much, though. It looked like the grocery store was one of the first places to get hit in this town.

You and Rick go to the closest shelf, and grabbed anything that looked like it was still good. You did so quickly, but quietly, so you wouldn't draw attention to yourselves. However, you heard a groan behind you, and rolled your eyes in annoyance.

When you turned around, you didn't expect the walker to be anyone you knew. However, you saw that it was your little sister you had been looking for all that time. Tears filled your eyes as you drew out your knife.

"I'm sorry" You whispered as you stabbed her in the head. Her body dropped to the ground with a thud, and you put a hand over your mouth to hide the sob that escaped your lips. Rick ran over to you when he heard the sudden noise.

He looked down at the dead walker, and back up to you to see tears streaming down your face.

"Was this your little sister?" He asked. You only nodded your head, not wanting to make any further noise. He sighed, and brought you into a hug, letting you cry into his chest. His arms wrapped around you tightly, and he kissed your head in comfort.

"I think we should get out of here" He said. "Yeah. Yeah we should" You whispered back. Your eyes went back to your dead sisters body, before you picked up the bag full of supplies, and ran out of the store and into the car.

Neither one of you sad anything on the way back to the camp the group had set up. He knew you didn't want to talk, so he just held your hand, and rubbed his thumb over your knuckles as a way to let you know he was there for you.

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