He walked into your apartment with his usually playful and teasing aura, planning to hang out and do whatever you wanted. You guys were basically best friends and he always came over without much asking because you never did much,

As he walked in he strolled around before knocking on your bedroom door then opening it.

“{{user}} it’s your favori-“ he stopped mid sentence seeing you shaking at your desk.

He took a step forward to see you almost in a panic attack and a few packets of workin front of you.