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Could You Possibly Write Dodge Mason X Reader? Maybe One Of Them Has A Panic Attack And The Other Has

Could you possibly write dodge mason x reader? Maybe one of them has a panic attack and the other has to try to ground them? Anything with a little fluff at the end would be *chef’s kiss*. Thank you!

Dodge Mason x Reader: I'm right here.

Words: 1307

Warnings: Explicit panic attacks, angst, fluff in the end.

Reader pronouns: Not stated

Summary: Panic has left a big scar on you. You had almost made it to the final, but the individual challenge sent you over the edge. You didn't make it. And weeks later, the individual challenge nightmares still remain assaulting you.

Author's note: Thank you for requesting, lovely anon, especially for Dodge. I'm still trying to figure out how to write his mysterious personality and all this practice is getting me to a good place, I think. Reader and Dodge are in an established relationship. Also, please keep on requesting! I don't have any request more!

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Being underwater brought a weird feeling to everyone. But for you? For you it brought fear.

You had always been scared of being underwater. Swimming was fine as long as you didn't have to dive, maybe jumping from the rocks was the furthest you would ever do. You had no idea why did it scare you so much, but it did. You didn't want to risk drowning. That's why your eyes widened when you saw the enormous tank, full of water, in your individual challenge.

"What the hell, Diggins?" You almost cried out, looking over at the boy.

He shrugged. There was pity on his face, he knew you were scared of that. Everyone knew, you guessed.

"Two minutes under water, Y/N," said Diggins, showing you the chronometer on his phone "I'll hold you down so you don't go up. Unless you touch my wrist, then I'll stop holding you. C'mon. Teo minutes is the longest an average, normal human being can hold"

"Fuck you"

You stared at the tank. It was threatening. It was scary. You were sure you shouldn't do it. It was dangerous. If Dodge would have been there he would have asked you not to do it. But then again, that was Panic, and it's only rule was do not panic. You only had to breath. Or well, they not to breath in order to not breath water and die.

"Clock's running," reminded you Diggins, crossing his arms.

"Fine, I'll do it!" You got rid of your hoodie, leaving your shoes and your phone with it and walked to the tank.

Diggins helped you to get into it until the water was reaching your neck. God, it was deep.

You looked at him, with fear on your eyes, unable to hold it back. You didn't need the money, anyways. I mean, you did, but... at which prize? Was it really worth it?

"We're running out of time," Diggins insisted, putting his hands on your shoulders. You shivered. Water was cold "Now or never"

You didn't think it twice "Now"

After you had taken a big breath full of air, you submerged yourself into the water, feeling the pressure Diggins was doing on your shoulder to keep you from accidentally going up. For any other of the contestants, that individual challenge could have being a gift. It certainly could have been one to Dodge. But for you, it was a nightmare.

Your heart pounded against your chest, so hard you thought it would explode. You didn't dare to open your eyes, too scared the sight will scare you off and make you lose control. But you weren't really in control, and you noticed that when you started losing the air you had gathered in your lungs.

Inevitably, your heart pounded harder. It felt like an eternity down there but you were sure you hadn't even reached one minute holding your breath. Your heart felt like it was going to explode in any minute, and you felt like dying. You couldn't do it. You couldn't. You couldn't.

You lost the air. Your chest was too operated by the water and you tried to breathe, making the biggest mistake for you were under water. You hold onto Diggins' wrists like your life depended on it, and he pulled you out. But still, you couldn't breathe.

You sat up violently on the bed, your lungs not having the air they needed. Cold sweat ran down your spine as you tried to control your breath and keep the panic attack outside of you, but you failed miserably. The pressure that kept your chest from getting all the air your lungs cried out for only got bigger as you crawled out of the bed, so you wouldn't wake up Dodge, peacefully sleeping right next to you.

Panic had finished weeks ago but the nightmares were only beginning. The water tank incident haunted you every night on your sleep, but never as real as now. If you tried hard enough, you could even feel the water that surrounded you back at the tank, but you were too busy trying to not make noise while trying to slow down your breath.

However, Dodge had never been a heavy sleeper but rather a light one, and from the very moment you got out of the bed he had woken up. It took some time for him to open his eyes and tried to figure out what was happening, but when he saw you shaking on the darkness, standing, your chest heavily raising and going down, he made his best to reach out to you.

"Hey, hey," he said, his voice lower and more hoarse than usually. Dodge's hands went to grab yours, squeezing them a bit "You're safe, Y/N. I'm here, it's all over"

You didn't know in which moment you had started crying out of desperation but tears were rolling down your cheeks as you tried to look up at him "I can't-" your voice broke in a hard, dry noise when your lungs prohibited you to talk. A rather hoarse noise escape your mouth when you couldn't find the air to keep breathing.

"Let's focus on that breathing, okay? C'mon, try to match mine," Dodge put your hand to his chest, were his heart was supposed to beat. You felt the fabric of the t-shirt, his muscles underneath it, and, mostly, his heart beat "You're good"

You shook your head violently, you chest raising too much. You tried to contain the little air you had been able to take in, and then let it go a bit before he did, but still your heart race stopped being so high as you stared at his eyes in complete pain and confusion.

Dodge encouraged you to take another breath in, without letting go from neither of your hands, and so you did. The pressure against your chest started to slowly disappear, but your chest remained wildly raising in case it would come back.

"You're safe, babe," he assured, caressing your cheek lightly and making distracting circles on your hand with his thumb "Are you feeling better?"

Again, you shook your head, this time more calmly. Dodge kept rubbing circles on the back of your hand, to ground you, and slowly you came back to reality and stopped feeling like you were close to death. You inevitably sobbed when you realized how horrible that moment had been, and Dodge pulled you into a tight hug.

"The same nightmare?" Asked Dodge, and sighed when you nodded against his shoulder with your head "You're safe now"

You nodded "I know. I know. I'm sorry, it's just-"

"It's okay. You'll be okay"

"Thank you" when he tried to let go, you kept him close. He had no problem with keep on hugging you "Don't leave- Stay for a bit. Please?"

"I won't leave anywhere," he assured, resting his hand on your hair "I'm right here. Wanna sit?"

He didn't let go of your hand when you nodded, and once you were sitting on the edge of the bed he hugged you again and pulled you practically onto his lap, for you to have him again close. Dodge was gentle, taking the tears out of your cheeks, meanwhile making circles with his hands on your back. You kept your breath steady as he kept on giving you those light cuddles, and you were able to smile when he started kissing your hand, slowly. 

"Next time, if there is a next time, wake me up," he murmured, his lips brushing your hand's skin. 

"Sorry"

"It's okay, Y/N. I'm sorry Panic has done this to you"

You shrugged "It's fine. I'm fine now. It's not real anymore" then, you rested your hand on his chest "This… this is real. I hope"

Dodge chuckled lightly, a tickle running there were his lips brushed again against your skin "It's real"

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Dodge Mason x Reader: Told you there was not much to see.

Words: 1038

Warnings: Suicide mention and a bit detailed, please do not scroll down if you are triggered by this kind of stuff.

Reader pronouns: not stated.

Summary: Dodge tells you about his dad.

Author's note: I hated so much the way Natalie reacted to Dodge opening up about his father's suicide. So I'm here to change that. Reader kind of takes over Natalie's role. Dodge and Reader aren't in a relationship but you can imagine them as a couple, I guess. Feedback is appreciated! Requests are still open, especially for Dodge!

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You looked around Dodge's bedroom one more time, spinning around yourself. The room's furniture was pretty simple, and there was a clear lack of decorative objects, except for the trophies in a shelf next to the bed.

"I like it. It's nice. Austere," you chuckled, glancing at him.

He cracked a smile, that seemed too forced to be true "Told ya there was not much to see"

You glanced at the closet, half open. All the clothes there were either black or grey, which made you laugh again. You felt him staring right at you, wondering what you were giggling about.

"There are more colors, y'know?" Still chuckling, you grinned at him.

"I've heard rumors," he chuckled back, this time a real smile appearing on his face as he shrugged. His hands went to te pockets of his pants.

You walked towards the shelf full of trophies. You had never seen so many together, except for the ones back at high school that were won a lot of years ago. You yourself had never gotten a trophy for anything. Dodge took a step closer to you, to look at those trophies just like you were watching them, but you sensed he was tense. In fact, he had tensed since the very moment you two had walked into the bedroom.

"Yours?" Your question broke the sudden silence.

"Some of them, yeah," Dodge's mouth ran dry. He had to lick his lips before continuing "Some of them are my dad's"

"Wow"

He knew where your eyes were fixed: on the biggest trophy of them all. It was the one at the back, with all the other trophies trying to cover them, like he had tried to hide it and failed miserably.

"Yeah. I was, uh, 16? When I got that after I beat his time" his voice had changed, and you didn't know if that was good. You glanced at him and noticed how he seemed too far away from you, even though your shoulders were almost touching "Never forget the look on his face after I came out of the pit that day"

"He must have been proud"

Dodge shook his head and you sensed you had touched a tricky subject "Not really, he was drunk. That was the last day I saw him actually alive" he watched how your eyes flickered with regret "Anyway, he was... uhm, I don't know. He came back a few months later after that. And he hung himself"

He had lost control on how to use his mouth, how to stop himself from saying all those things. You found yourself not knowing how to react.

"Dodge-" your voice broke.

"We always used to joke that, you know," Dodfe nervously laugh, like the thing was funny. It really wasn't "He'd, he would die with a bull rope on his hand. I'm sorry, that's a..."

"No, I'm sorry," you rushed to interrupt him, shaking your head and still having your eyes widened by the surprise "Sorry, I didn't mean-"

"No, I'm... uh-"

You shook your head again "I didn't want to- bring bad vibes... bad memories-"

"No," both of you were making complete messes of yourselves, constantly interrupting each other. You forced yourself to keep quiet and not interrupt him this time "I know you didn't mean to- You didn't know"

Inevitably, Dodge looked so sad. Of course, you couldn't think of anyone you knew who would be happy to abruptly tell someone one of your parents had hung themself to death. And suddenly you got scared Dodge could think him winning that trophy was the reason his father had...

"Dodge... I'm so sorry"

Dodge pursed his lips, feeling ridiculous "Thanks"

The pain on his eyes was too much for you to just let it be. Slowly, to let him know he could reject you, you pulled him close and hug him tight. He hugged you back, but not as tight. Instead of holding hard your waist he just allowed his arms to be loose around it.

"It wasn't your fault" you muttered, one of your hands making small, relaxing circles on his back. He shook his head, which broke your heart "You were a child. He was the adult. I swear it's not your fault"

"I couldn't do anything-" his voice broke, worst than when your own had broken.

The circles on his back become more intense. You knew he was fighting off tears by the way his body tensed against yours "Is not like you should have given up riding, or your score, or the trophy. Look, you weren't the one in charge, you weren't responsible of him. Because you shouldn't have been"

Dodge tried to nod, gently breaking away from the hug. He was, in fact, trying to not shed all the tears that were shyly forming in his eyes. You caressed his hand as softly as you could, trying to cheer him up, even if it was just a little bit.

"Thank you, Y/N" he murmured, softly, still not having all his voice back. Dodge looked more relaxed, though. He watched as your fingers kept making those circles on his palm "You're the first person- the only who has actually... said that"

You smiled softly. Your hand left his as you looked up at him. He was trying to go back to who he was, which made sense. You wouldn't like to show yourself as vulnerable as he was showing himself in that moment, even though you didn't mind. Then you realized, you wouldn't mind being vulnerable around him. You knew Dodge well enough to know he would take care of you as well as you had taken care of him.

"You good? We can talk"

"I'm good"

He was telling the truth, or that's what you saw behind his eyes. You nodded, pleased with the answer, and then smiled at him. You were surprised when he smiled back, he was always so picky about when to smile and he usually didn't do it, and you certainly wouldn't have expected him to start smiling after that. But it felt nice the way he smiled, and you were happy he was able to be okay. Dodge Mason deserved to be okay.


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