“Bloody hell, hugh!” you’re awaken by butcher’s loud grumble. When the faint sound of crying was heard you immediately got out of bed, rushing to the noise. that’s where you saw him, hughie. huddled in a corner in fetal position with his head hung low. “Hughie?” you knelt down next to him with your hand hovering over his back, not sure if he wanted you to touch him. his hyperventilating continued, mixed in with small sobs. “cant—breath—“ he choked out between the heavy breaths.