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not easy being a "eat every grain of rice" cunt fuckass bitch (bowl scraping noise extended 10min club mix)

[fetchisnotawordgretchen]

You Can Trust Me

Paring: Mozart X Reader

Warnings: Angst/Anxiety, painc attacks, and mentions of anti anxiety meds. Mild Profanity But other than that it's pure Fluff!!

Summary: This is y/n's first night at the mansion and Comte is making everyone eat together to celebrate y/n's arrival. What they don't know is that y/n has anxiety and she is starting to get a little overwhelmed. Mozart recognizes the panic attack and leads her to his room to calm down.

Type of P.O.V: First person

Y/n's P.O.V

One minute I was at the Louvre the next I'm in a mansion with people claiming to be historical figures. I need to get home sooner or later I accidently left my anxiety pills at home so if I get a panic attack it's not gonna be pretty. What's his name Comte? Yeah I think that's his name. Well Comte led me to a feminine bedroom and said I could change my clothes

I don't want to change though. That corset looks..... Painful. Plus I have no idea on how to put it on. Ugh I really do need to get home I'm starting to get a little overwhelmed. Ok just breathe. I can get through one dinner I will be fine.

I heard a knock at the door and it was a butler with grey-ish hair. "Mademoiselle dinner is ready" I got up and followed the butler. "You didn't change clothes?" He looked at me confusingly and I gave him a soft smile.

"It looked difficult to put on plus it also looked like a torture device." He chuckled at what I said then opened two big doors. I looked inside and there were eleven men. The butler led me to a empty seat. There was a man with white hair to my left and a man with dark purple hair to my right.

If I remember correctly the white haired man was a little rude to me when I first met him and the man to my right came inside the mansion through a window. Which I have to admit that's a little weird but so is eating dinner with a bunch of strangers and is is just me or is everyone looking at me?

I don't really like this. I just want to go home. The man who introduced himself as Comte Tapped his glass and everyone looked at him. "Everyone, this is y/n she is my guest and will also be staying with us for the next month." WHAT. NO.NO.NO.NO. THIS IS NOT GOOD. Oh no just breathe calm down. A MONTH. OH GOD NO. My breathing became faster and I started to sweat a little.

I felt a tap on my shoulder to see the man with white hair with a worried expression. He went closer to my ear and whispered "Are you having a panic attack?" I looked at him my breathing becoming slightly faster and nodded.

All of a sudden he grabbed my hand and quickly led me out of the room. UMMM. WHAT'S HAPPENING? I should of brought my meds with me today, damn it. Ugh I don't fell well. I stopped speed walking with the mysterious white haired man and started to hyper ventilate. I can't seem to calm down. I feel sick.

"C'mon the room is right there." He pointed to a room then grabbed me by the hand and led me to it. When he opened the door and stepped inside I realized it was a music room. "You can sit down on the couch right there." He pointed to a white clean couch and I immediately sat down. Sitting here was oddly relaxing.

"You can trust me I won't hurt you." I looked up at his face and his eyes which are usually cold were... warm almost in a way understanding. I gathered up my courage and said a small "Thanks" He smiled a warm smile.

Not the type of warm where he is trying to calm someone down, but the type of warm smile when you're with someone your fond of. He sat down on his piano bench and started to play a soft melody.

He looks like the person who wouldn't show a lot of emotion so I feel like I should treasure this moment. This song is making me feel better. Maybe... maybe staying here won't be so bad. I rested my head on my hand and fell asleep.

Mozart's P.O.V (Bet you weren't expecting that did ya?)

When I finished the song I turned around around to see y/n sound asleep. Heh. She reminds me of when I was a child . I felt bad when she started to have a panic attack because, when I was a child my father would push me a little too hard and I would start to perfect everything to his liking. But, when something didn't go well I would start to panic wondering what I did wrong.

I studied her sleeping face it was calm and peaceful. That suits y/n. This is... weird. Why do I care about a person letalone a girl I just met. I mean I don't even think she knows my name. "yaugz" Heh. She talks in her sleep that's adorable. Why am I CALLING HER ADORABLE SNAP OUT OF IT. I could feel my cheeks start to heat up and start to blush. I don't think she knows what she's done to me. Ha. Silly girl.

HELLO MY DARLINGS!!!! I'm sorry if this seemed rush alot of things have happened to me this week so I haven't had time to write this for @epel-kun Anyways I hope you are satisfied with this Love ya!!! 💕