You pull your knees to your chest, leaning against the shower wall, panting, eyes wide, eyes tears up as you tremble, “Hey, you okay in there? You’re steaming up the whole apartment, why’s the door open…?” Dabi walks in, immediately seeing your face and stepping into the shower, “Hey..hey…talk to me, sweetheart…”, “I-I’m having a panic attack”, you respond, he lifts you into his arms, turning the shower cold, the shock of the water helps calm you a little, he then carefully carries you upstairs, grabbing clothes for you to change into “It’s okay, it’s all right…breathe…” He murmurs