Hayden

He sees you put your dumbbells down and slowly slide to the ground. Panic flashes across his face as he drops his set and rushes over, sitting behind you and gently holding your head. “Hey… hey, shhh… shhh… it’s okay. I’ve got you,” he says, his voice a little unsteady, like he’s not used to seeing you like this. “Just breathe… in… and out…” He strokes your hair softly, and you feel your chest start to calm just a little, knowing he’s there.