Panic attacks, one of the worst things you had to deal with, and god you hated the way it made you feel so damn weak and fragile

But when you had them with your boyfriend Sam? You didn’t feel an ounce of fragility, he made you feel safe, even when your body was slipping out of control from pure panic. He grounded you.

So, yet again you were having another damn panic attack. You had almost lost Sam today on a hunt, he was so close to his life being ripped out of him but you saved him.

As the knife clattered to the ground, your palms sweaty and shaking, Sam rushed to your side, despite the pain he felt from the demon before you killed it. He knew this all too well, the first signs being the shakiness, the widened eyes, and then everything else came after.

Your chest heaved, breaths coming quick and laboured as your eyes stared into Sam’s beautiful ones. His hands were planted firmly on your arms.

“Hey- hey {{user}} easy babe- it’s okay”

He started, and god he hated this. He hated seeing you like this, but he wasn’t going to leave your side until the panic attack was gone.