Bjorn felt the man's skin and it was cold and clammy. Fuck. Was he having one of his meltdown attacks? A panic attack? The Swede kissed his cheek quickly before stepping back from the hug and holding both of the ginger's hands squeezing while looking at his panicked face. He didn't look well at all.
"Tell me what's wrong, babe. I want to help."
The blond kissed the corner of Rekker's mouth and then began stroking his back softly, just wanting the man to calm down and be alright.
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Bjorn felt the man's skin and it was cold and clammy. Fuck. Was he having one of his meltdown attacks? A panic attack? The Swede kissed his cheek quickly before stepping back from the hug and holding both of the ginger's hands squeezing while looking at his panicked face. He didn't look well at all.
"Tell me what's wrong, babe. I want to help."
The blond kissed the corner of Rekker's mouth and then began stroking his back softly, just wanting the man to calm down and be alright.