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Talk to Me

This is another Jonah Hauer-King imagine that I hope everyone will like, thank you for all the amazing comments on my other fics so far. Feedback is always great.

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Summary: (Y/n) goes with Jonah to a press event and he looks after her when she doesn’t feel very well. (Fluff galore)

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With a jolt, (Y/n) stumbled forward a pace or two when a set of arms baracaded around her waist and a face tucked into the crook of her neck taking her by surprise. She didn't have to look to know who was suddenly clinging to her like a monkey but she smiled nonetheless when a gentle kiss tickled her skin just below her ear.

"How are you doin'?"

Moving her hands to hold Jonah's arm, (Y/n) nuzzled her cheek against his hair and kissed the top of his head whilst she leaned back into his touch.

He had only been gone about fifteen to twenty minutes, if that but now he was back, holding her as if he hadn't seen her in hours, days, weeks. It was endearing and (Y/n) knew he would be back sooner or later, he told her he wouldn't leave her for long and she knew his words to be true.

Jonah wouldn't leave (Y/n) stood out the way at a press event like this for very long, he would come back and find her sooner or later. While he had been across the other side of the event, his eyes had still found her every few minutes, a smile and a nod of his head in her direction to check that she was alright.

"I'm fine, are you having fun?" (Y/n) tickled her nose against the top of his head as she turned to look at him when he finally lifted his head away from her neck.

"Hmm, not the same with you all the way out here."

Closing her eyes, (Y/n) leaned her head back on Jonah's shoulder when he stood up a bit straighter. It wasn't as fun as it seemed to be standing on the sidelines but (Y/n) did enjoy watching Jonah in his element. He was a mixture of shy, bashful, funny and witty all rolled into one when he was being interviewed and he didn't even have to pose for the camera to take a glamerous picture.

(Y/n) couldn't be over there with him, no matter how desperate she was to stand by his side and feel comforted or how badly Jonah felt the need to wrap his arms around her to remain calm.

There were too many cameras, too much noise and too many stimulants rolled into one over there for (Y/n) to be able to be there with him. She could join Jonah when everyone went inside, backstage where the music was turned down, there were less cameras snapping photos and quiet corners to stand in. Out here there was no chance of (Y/n) being over there without a scene unfolding.

"Are you ready to go inside?"

"Sure,"

A dazzling yet somehow simple smile broke out on Jonah's face and he kissed (Y/n)'s temple before he moved round. His arm stayed looped around her middle with his hand splayed out on her hip, tucking her into his side while his other hand tucked deep into his pocket and they started to move.

(Y/n) leaned on Jonah's chest, rubbing her cheek just under his shoulder as her eyes closed and she let him lead the way inside, away from the press snapping photos in every direction and the noises that were blurring together like static in her ears.

It felt a lot calmer the moment they were inside and (Y/n) couldn't have been more thankful. There were no dazzling lights blinding her or giving her a headache, it went from blazing shades of white and hazy blue to dark walls and black carpets and dimmed lights creating a more chilled atmosphere than outside. (Y/n) took a moment to take a deep breath and revel in the quietness. There was still a lot of buzz, people chatting excitedly, some laughing, some squealing. She could hear clapping and glasses clinking together and feet scraping against the carpet, but it was easier to block out the noise in here.

It had been a while since (Y/n) had attended any sort of formal event like this and she had never been to one like this. It was Jonah's scene to be here, this was all for him anyway, his breakout role which he wholeheartedly deserved. (Y/n) was here to support him, love him and show him off like any proud partner would.

She was just praying she didn't end up embarrassing him tonight.

"I won't be a minute," The words were mumbled quietly against her ear and (Y/n) smiled, nodding when she heard someone calling his name. At least in here she felt better already, it didn't matter as much if Jonah went wandering to talk to people in here. (Y/n) was okay to go wandering or find a seat in here rather than being stuck outside, trying to look away from the cameras and stop her head from spinning in circles.

"I'll get you a drink."

Leaning up, (Y/n) kissed his cheek before smoothing out the bottom of her dress over her knees as if an imaginary creature had gone and wrinkled up her dress when she wasn't looking.

She knew what he would drink and right now, to add to the adrenaline he was feeling, something alcoholic would most likely calm his raging nerves. Jonah didn't look like he was panicking, on the outside he looked pleasantly engaged in conversation with his hands in his pockets. But (Y/n) could see the little details. He was bouncing on the balls of his feet, one hand kept scratching the back of his head and he kept clicking his spine into place. He was full of nerves that needed calming down.

A smile stayed dancing across (Y/n)'s lips when she approached the bar, resting her elbows on the sticky wood and pushing up on her tiptoes to look over at what drinks they had on offer.

Lucky for Jonah, most of the drinks were alcoholic, ranging from cidar to beer to spirits and shots. Unlucky for (Y/n), she could barely see any soft drinks. Most of the people coming to these events clearly downed the alcohol like it was water. "What can I get you?"

"A shot of vodka, and what soft drinks do you have?"

"Make that two."

Something deflated in (Y/n)'s stomach when she watched a girl she vaguely recognised stand next to her at the bar, a sweet smile on her face and gleam in her eyes as she took in the vast selection of drinks before her. It was a free bar so everyone could fill their boots with whatever drinks they wanted.

"We have lemonade or coke?"

"A glass of lemonade and a white wine spritzer then please.”

When two shots of vodka were lined up on the bar, the girl (Y/n) was sure was called Lacey took one and pushed the other towards (Y/n) with a grin. She was someone Jonah knew and was friends with, but (Y/n( hadn't really spoken to her before and she wasn't sure what to say.

A hand on her shoulder made (Y/n) almost melt against the warm touch and a shiver crept up the back of her spine when she felt Jonah's lips muffled in her hair at the back of her head.

Turning to the side, (Y/n) wrapped her arm beneath his blazer around his lower back and pulled him a little bit closer until there was no space left between them and she had one leg hooked around the back of his like she was caging him in, preventing him from leaving. Her smile widened when she watched him eye the shot glass and the tall glass of wine set down in front of them. An unspoken conversation transversed between them before Jonah reached out and downed the shot.

He could see they were there to calm his nerves and it made him buzz that (Y/n) could just feel how badly he was panicking, in need of something to take the edge away and let him calm down.

"Aren't you drinking?" Lacey smiled at (Y/n) and nodded over at Jonah before she looked back at the bartender and pointed to her glass which clearly needed refilling.

"Not tonight,"

Nor any other night in the near future. All the alcohol would go to Jonah tonight, (Y/n)'s meds advised against alcohol unless she wanted to take the risk of feeling drowsy or collapsing tonight which wouldn't do her any favours. Lemonade was the drink of choice she was having to stick with, but she was glad when Lacey didn't make any comments and just downed the next shot she was given like it was a personal challenge.

"Shall we find a seat?" Jonah mumbled the words quietly whilst licking the alcohol from his lips.

He grabbed his drink when he felt (Y/n) unhook her foot from around the back of his leg and he pointed over towards a table in the corner where Hailey was sitting. It was a good spot out the way, close to the bar and didn't have five other tables crammed next to it so the noise level wouldn't be too loud.

(Y/n) sat down and placed her bag at her feet but she couldn't hide the grin from her lips when Jonah inched his chair closer to hers until their legs bumped together. Anyone would think he hadn't been close to her in weeks or that this was the last time he was going to see her for days and was making the most of how close he could get to her. Not that (Y/n) minded at all, the close proximity was as thrilling as it was loving.

When the conversation started, (Y/n) drowned most of it out while she took a few minutes to look around the room and absorb the atmosphere that was electric in here, even if it was a bit calmer at the back out the way, over here.

She could feel her mind starting to drift before a pair fo wet lips pressed against her cheek and brought her attention back to the table.

The cheesy grin on Jonah's face made her heart throb and skip a beat at the same time. A small dimple lit up the corner of his left eye and he was so close that (Y/n) could almost taste the wine on his lips. One hand glided over her knee before slowly slipping under the hem of her dress, snaking up her thigh while his other hand moved to hold her chin between his thumb and finger.

(Y/n) wasn't sure what he was looking for, it felt like his eyes were piercing into hers, searching for her soul or maybe for a way in, she wasn't sure but she stopped wondering when he kissed her. His teeth grazed her lip, his thumb swiped the bottom of her jaw and his leg bumped into her knee as he raised himself out of his chair until he was almost sitting on top of her to get as close as he could.

"Pretty girl," She didn't catch whatever he whispered next, the words got swallowed up by her lips when she kissed him, devouring his lips like she was trying to swallow all the wine he had consumed.

When he sat back on his seat properly, his knees pressed between her thighs and pushed outwards to part them before he twisted his upper body back to the table to join in the conversation (Y/n) could barely hear or comprehend. His hand stayed on her thigh, close to her underwear like he was going to grab them and snap the elastic against her hip to make her jump but his other hand propped his chin up and smushed his lazy smile that made her stomach turn in knots.

(Y/n) loved his laugh. It wasn't always melodic, sometimes when he was flustered he barely made a sound when he laughed and sometimes when he was in hysterics he sounded like he was wheezing or coughing. But right now, his laugh was a bright tune (Y/n) loved listening to and when he flashed his teeth in a shark tooth grin, (Y/n) almost swooned.

Jonah glided his fingers over (Y/n)'s leg, unable to stop from glancing back at her every few seconds, making sure she was alright. He knew she was drifting, it was clear when her eyes started to glance around the room that she wasn't fully invested in the conversation but it didn't matter. She had her fingers digging into his arm, a sign that she was happy and content next to him and that was all that mattered.

After a minute or two, Jonah looked back over at (Y/n) when he felt her hand tense against his arm but when he looked at her, he could see her eyes were jittering from side to side.

Oh dear.

"So, I thought for the next press interview we could..."

Reaching out, Jonah took a quick gulp of his drink, his chemical courage as he called it, but kept his eyes firmly locked on (Y/n).

He watched her head loll back and her eyes rolled to the top of her head but when her head fell forward, Jonah acted quickly. He set his glass back down on the table and moved his hand to catch (Y/n)'s forehead before she headbutted the table.

"Alright baby, I've got you."

His left hand stayed squeezing her thigh, something to ground her for when she came back around and he gently pushed her back up, keeping his palm against her temple like he was checking her temperature when he was really taking her weight for her.

"Is she alright?"

He could hear the concern in Hailey's voice but when she went to stand up he shook his head, keeping the same calm smile on his lips.

"She's fine, just a small seizure, she'll come back round in a few seconds. Carry on, you were saying about the interview?" Jonah knew normality was key right now. He couldn't have Hailey getting worried because other people would start to notice and heads were already turning in their direction, wondering what on Earth he was doing with his hand against (Y/n)'s head like he had smacked her.

She was having a small seizure but it wouldn't last long, this kind of seizure never did. Jonah didn't want her to flop against the table and hurt herself, he had got the hang of catching her head or her body when she started to fall; it was a routine now.

Jonah also knew that (Y/n) could still hear and feel him which was why he wanted the conversation to carry on. When (Y/n) came back around it would feel easier if everyone acted like it was no big deal and as if it hadn't happened and he would keep hold of her and whisper to her to keep her grounded while she was like this.

"And you're back, do you feel okay?"

Jonah carefully moved his hand away from (Y/n)'s temple when he knew she could hold her head up properly and wasn't at risk of flopping back down again. His fingers skimmed down her cheek and along her jaw before he leaned across and kissed the corner of her mouth, swiping his tongue across her lower lip when he could feel her smiling against him.

"Hm, sorry,"

"Don't be, you were only out for a few seconds. Here, have a drink."

(Y/n) tried to steady the tremble in her hands as she gratefully took the glass Jonah held out for her and took a few sips. The edges of her vision was fuzzy like she had something in her eyes and the back of her eyes were aching from the way her eyes had been moving. It felt like magnets were attracting her eyes to the sides and the pull was so strong it hurt, but at least it hadn't lasted long.

With the glass back on the table, (Y/n) leaned over and pressed her face into Jonah's shoulder as she felt his hand smooth up and down her leg and his other hand moved to hold her hand that was resting on his knee.

This is what (Y/n) had been afraid of, it was why she didn't have her picture taken with Jonah because there were simply too many cameras, people and stimulations that could easily send her mind into a seizure. It wouldn't be ideal to have one in front of the reporters when Jonah was trying to have interviews and answer questions. At least in here, he could stay with her and no one would crowd round or record what was happening or make a big fuss.

Something (Y/n) loved about Jonah was how he could control any situation. She loved that if she had a seizure like this, he wouldn't make it into a big deal. Sure, he would ask if she was alright, check if she wanted to stay or go home and make sure she was awake and talking to him, but then he carried on as if nothing had happened. He made things so normal and easy and kept the conversation and the atmosphere flowing like a river.

Tilting her head up a little, (Y/n) nudged the collar of his shirt out the way so she could kiss the side of his neck, unable to stop the sensation bubbling in her stomach when she felt a shiver rattle under his skin.

She grazed her teeth out and nipped his skin until she felt his fingers reaching up for the elastic in her underwear which he quietly snapped against her hip in response. With a spark of confidence, (Y/n) bit down just a little bit harder and got the reaction of his fingers digging into her thigh and his head turned so his lips could hover over her ear.

"Keep that up and I'll have to take you home,"

A smile graced (Y/n)'s lips as she leaned back and squeezed his hand before she reached out and grabbed his empty glass.

"I'll get you another."

"I can go-"

"It's okay, I need a leg stretch." She kissed the top of his head as she stood before she turned and headed across to the bar. Her mind was a little foggy, she needed to be up and moving to get back in order and feel like she was back to normal again.

By the time his refilled glass was in her hand, (Y/n) could feel the fog beginning to clear and the trembling had all but stopped now.

When she walked back over to the table, (Y/n) placed the glass down in front of Jonah before she wrapped her arm around the back of his neck and leaned her head down to kiss the top of his head. She kept her cheek pressed against his curls like they were a soft pillow to lay on while Jonah carried on talking and wrapped his arm around her legs to keep her stood between his legs, as close as he could get her since she didn't want to sit down just yet.

She could feel his hand slipping under her dress again, getting higher and higher until his hand wasn't on her legs anymore but on her bum instead. If they had been sat towards the middle of the room (Y/n) would have scolded him for touching her like that when people could easily see. But being so far towards the back like this meant less people were around and (Y/n) couldn't find the will to care when Jonah kissed her chest just beneath her collar bone.

His touch was calming and soothing, Jonah in himself was like a relaxing ritual and (Y/n) just wanted to be up and close to him.

(Y/n) chipped into the conversation every now and then and she could feel herself grinning into Jonah's hair when his laugh vibrated through her chest and made her feel like she was laughing too. This was why she had agreed to come out, to see him in his element and feel close to him.

"Come'ere baby." Removing his arm from under her dress, Jonah wrapped his arm around her hips instead nad gently tugged her down until she was sat on his thigh between his legs. He perched his chin on her shoulder and kept both arms around her waist with his hands locked together against her stomach, smiling when he felt her hands holding onto his.

All heads at the table twisted and all eyes diverted to look at whoever had got up on the stage at the other end of the room to start talking and announcing something through the speakers. But the droning noise and the clapping and laughter faded out of Jonah's mind after ten minutes when a quiet voice stole his attention.

"Jonah?"

"Hm?" He kissed her neck and brushed his nose against the bottom of (Y/n)'s jaw to let her know he had heard her.

"Talk to me," Her voice was so quiet and shaky that he barely registered what she had said but when it clicked, his lips pursed together for a moment. That was like a code word, a signal that (Y/n) knew she was about to zone out or go into another seizure.

"Ignore everyone else, there's no one here but you and me now. Just us, and I'm not going anywhere baby."

His lips hovered over (Y/n)'s ear and he felt her neck tense and seize up until all the skin was tight and her muscles were pressed out, shaking and pulsing, letting Jonah know she was seizing already. With some effort, Jonah managed to untangle one hand from around (Y/n)'s waist and quickly pressed his palm up to her head when she flopped forward. Gently, he tilted her head back that was somehow loose and easy to move and he shifted her head into the crook of his neck with her temple tucked up against his cheek.

"We'll be heading home soon, I can't wait to get out of here and get you out of that dress. You look stunning, but it would look better on the floor." His lips murmured against her temple and he could feel her head ever so slightly shaking from side to side, not enough to see or notice from a distance but enough for Jonah to feel it and make him shake a little.

With his lips against her skin no one could make out or hear what he was whispering to her and that was how he liked it. He knew (Y/n) could hear him most of the time when she was seizing so he may as well try and make her blush so when she came back around she would be flustered for a different reason.

A few seconds ticked by into a minute and Jonah slowly swayed them both from side to side, glad no one was paying any attention. The only person who seemed to realise what was going on was Hailey and when she raised a brow and tilted her head, Jonah smiled and nodded to let her know everything was under control.

He had done this countless times, he knew the score.

"Uh-uh, come here baby." One arm stayed tight around (Y/n)'s waist to keep her leant back into his chest and he reached his free hand out to grab (Y/n)'s hand when her arm started to move.

He could feel that she was still seizing and when her tense, trembling arm jerked up away from his lap, he curled his fingers around the back of her hand and carefully lowered her arm back down to his lap. It wasn't often Jonah saw (Y/n) moving during a small seizure like this, usually her head dropped or she would faint and sometimes her body would jerk but she didn't always move. Only in full spasming seizures did (Y/n)'s limbs move and jerk.

Finally, Jonah felt her head stop shaking against his neck which was going to be bruised tomorrow from her head and her biting, not that he minded. Her hands stopped trembling against his and he felt her neck lose tension and relax.

"There's my girl," He mumbled quietly against her hair, tangling his fingers with hers as his other hand slowly brushed up and down her stomach to try and calm her down. "Do you feel alright?"

"I think so."

Turning her head, (Y/n) pressed a shaky kiss to Jonah's chin and the edge of his sharp jawline as she shuffled a little closer to his chest to which he tightened his arm around her waist to keep her there. When she kissed him again, she couldn't help the way her lips curved up into a smile and a small giggle left her lips.

"What's funny, baby?"

"My dress would look better on the floor, huh?" Not everything Jonah said when she was seizing reached her ears, but some things did come through the static she could feel and hear rummaging around in her mind. And all of his words tonight had come through.

Something akin to a growl rumbled deep in Jonah's chest and vibrated through (Y/n)'s skin making her shiver as she tried to press another kiss to his jaw but suddenly his hand was no longer holding hers. His fingers moved to cup the bottom of her chin and he tilted her head up until they were level and their noses were brushing together.

"You're damn right it would."

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