With an ask like this, how can I say no? Anon, this may not be exactly what you were hoping for, but the inspiration came from something that happened to me when I was in my mid 20s. It was an extremely stressful and challenging time, but in the end, I made it out in one piece and was all the stronger for it. I hope this helps you find even a glimmer of light in the dark place you’re in.
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It took some time to notice something was wrong. After all, Tim was a young and reasonably healthy adult, so why should this even ping on his radar?
But here he was, sitting at his desk working on a report, with his heart racing. It felt like it was about to pound right out of his chest, the thuds so loud he was surprised his cubemate couldn’t hear them too. What was even more surprising though was that he didn’t feel out of breath in the slightest. Tim stopped typing and held two fingers to his wrist, searching for his pulse.
For a solid minute, he counted as his eyes watched the clock hanging on the wall.
94 beats. What the hell? Tim knew he could stand to get out and exercise more, but he wasn’t totally out of shape. Jason made sure of that when he dragged him out of the apartment on the weekend to go jogging together.
Almost as soon as he noticed the loud beat, it faded away. He took his pulse again. 68 beats.
What was going on?
Now that he was aware of it, it was easier to notice when it occurred again. And it did, twice more that day before he went home.
When he told Jason about it, his boyfriend immediately had him sit on the couch and went to get his medical kit. “Times like these makes me glad I keep this stuff at home,” he commented, wrapping a blood pressure cuff over Tim’s skinny arm and taking out his stethoscope.
“I’ll never make fun of you about it again.” Tim breathed regularly as his own personal paramedic took his vitals.
Jason frowned as he wrapped the stethoscope around his neck in a practiced movement. “Everything sounds fine.”
“It’s periodic,” Tim reminded him. “If it happens while we’re home, I’ll let you know.”
“Maybe you should make a doctor appointment anyway.”
Tim shrugged and flopped back into the couch. “Today is the first day I noticed it. Let’s wait a few days and see what happens.”
Jason clearly wasn’t happy with his decision. “Fine. You what this means then, right?”
“What?”
“No sex until it stops.”
Tim threw one of the decorative couch pillows at him.
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Hi Chibi! You’re one of my favorite fan fiction writers! Your work is always so genuine and real. I know your prompts are closed so I don’t expect anything but I did want to ask you something. I’ve recently been fired from my job because of my disabilities and a very difficult manager. It’s been so emotionally exhausting and my self esteem is lower than ever. Would ever write something where Jason or Tim get fired from a job? I don’t know imagine it for myself because well, it’s them. -Love, 🐝
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