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Warning: The 'Panic' series, contains the following: Graphic Depictions of Self Harm/Self Mutilation, Thoughts of Suicide, Course Language, Anxiety, Rude Comments, Panic Disorder, and Panic Attacks. If any of these warnings seem triggering to you, I do not suggest that you read this story.
(I know that the ages are inaccurate, but I am making them like this for the story)
Dick (Nightwing): 21
Jason (Red Hood): 18
Tim (Red Robin): 15
Damian (Robin): 13
A BUNCH of y'all have said that Damian would most likely trigger a panic attack in Tim by mentioning his parents or making him feel inferior (which he does canonically) so I decided to write this for y'all in hopes of it helping me to get back into the wing of things.
Please read the A/N at the end of the chapter :)
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It has been six days since Dick found out about Tim's disorder and he refuses to leave his younger brother alone. In Dick's eyes, Tim is a scared child who needs protection. In Tim's eyes, Dick is an overprotective mother-bird whom he can't get rid of.
Tim told Jason his problem with Dick and all he did was laugh. Jason was in Europe with Roy on a special mission that called for people willing to go undercover as mobsters. Tim could only call him during certain times and the fact that Jason was constantly in peril while on that mission, does nothing to heed Tim's anxiety. Not only that, but the fact that Tim wouldn't be able to do anything if Jason was in trouble was what made his anxiety feel like it was on the edge of a cliff, it could go either ways.
Tim sat in the library, the only place that Dick let him be in peace, as he read his favorite book, "Catcher in the Rye", and drank his favorite beverage, Iced coffee with one and a half tablespoons of milk.
He was able to focus on his book, and not on Jason being absent or Dick consistently worrying, when he forgot about one flaw in his plan of having a calm day.
Damian.
"What the hell are you doing, Drake?"
Tim sighed and threw his head back in exasperation. One quiet day. That's all he asked for. "What do you want, Demon?"
Damian crossed his arms and scowled at Tim, "Why are you avoiding Grayson?"
Tim sighed, "I'm not-"
"Yes you are. You are avoiding Grayson and I want to know why." Damian's glare seemingly became more intense, if that was even possible.
Tim shook his head and shut his book, "You wouldn't understand."
"I understand that you are avoiding the only one who actually likes you."
Tim stiffened and glared openly at Damian.
"I mean, not even your parents liked you, Drake. Isn't that why they continued to leave and forget about you?" Damian smirked.
Tim felt the familiar sensation of claws coming out of his lungs and into his throat.
"He's right."
"It's just Grayson and Todd that even bother to try and like you."
"Even your parents didn't like you."
"They pity you."
"Your parents didn't even want you."
Damian looked at Tim confused as he was not witnessing the normal reaction to his taunting. He watched as Tim's eyes became wide and his breathing started to speed up.
Tim reached for his left wrist.
"Grayson!" Damian shouted out the door without taking his eyes off Tim. He would be lying if he said that he wasn't worried about the fifteen year-old. "I think I broke, Drake!"
Dick's rushed footsteps could be heard all the way in the library as he sprinted towards his two brothers. He finally made it to the Library entrance and saw just what he was trying to prevent for the last six days.
"Shit." He cursed.
Dick ran to Tim and gathered him in his arms. He failed to notice how tightly Tim was gripping his left wrist along with the blood leaking out of old scars.
"Tim? Timmy?" Dick tried to snap Tim out of it, but he has never dealt with this before. Jason never told him what to do in this situation.
All of this happened while Damian stood off to the side watching closely, "What is happening to Drake?" He asked. Dick noticed the small quiver in his voice but didn't comment on it.
"Did you bring up his parents?" Tim tensed even more in Dick's arms as Damian looked at the two confusedly. When Damian didn't answer, Dick repeated the question with more urgency in his voice and looked the youngest in the eye.
Damian nodded shakily, "Yes. But I have no idea as to why he would have reacted like this."
Dick turned his attention back to Tim. "Timmy, I need you to listen. I have never done this before but I do know that we need to get your breathing under control. Breathe with me." Dick started to take in deep, slow breaths and watched as Tim tried to match them to the best of his ability.
It took four minutes before Tim was breathing normally and half-asleep in Dick's arms. Everything was quiet, just as he wanted.
"Does Father know?"
But he forgot about Damian.
A/N: Guess who's back, back again? Thank you for putting up with me throughout my hiatus and I am so sorry for not being active. I have read all of your reviews on my last update and I have a few replies.
Unfortunately, I am unable to report my "stalker" to the police because I have no proof that I was being followed except for my brother seeing his car as well as the store's video cameras which I do not have access to and need a permit to see. If it happens again, I will take a picture of the dude's plate and try to get a picture of his face.
Please send in more requests!
Some of y'all have asked for my tumblr. I have a Supernatural blog called "queen-of-ass-butts". I am in the process of making another blog for my DC Universe related fanfictions as well as anything that has to do with DC. I will tell y'all when it is finished! ;)
Thank you so much to all of y'all who asked how I was and how I dealt with the stalker. It means a lot, really. Especially after I have been so absent (which I apologize for).
Lastly, I would like to welcome my new followers who have either followed both my stories or just this one, It makes me feel so appreciated when I get more followers and hear your wonderful encouragements! Thank y'all!