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ɢᴀᴇʟ ᴍᴀʀᴛɪɴᴇᴢ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 1
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ISABELLA TAVEZ Good Trouble | 4x16: "Mama Told Me"
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pretty gael ... ↳ Episode 311; Good Trouble
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Good Trouble S5E20
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After moving to The Coterie in Downtown Los Angeles, Callie and Mariana Foster realise that living on their own is not all that it’s cracked up to be in this comedic adulting series.
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All right, what's up? Is this about Isabella?
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🤍🤍🤍 ↳ Episode 311; Good Trouble
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Finger Painting
Request: Yes / No   This just popped into my head: Gael from Good Trouble learns his girlfriend suffers from panic attacks sometimes and helps her through it by finger painting, and it's smutty and fluffy please? @fandom-princess-forevermore​
Requests are closed  <3 Have a nice day/night
Gael Martinez x Fem!Reader 
Word count: 860
Warnings: Panic attack
Y/N: Your Name 
A/N: I’m gonna do the smut in part 2! I didn’t feel like the smut would work in this part how I wrote it
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It felt like everything was against me lately. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, my eyes puffy from crying for a long time. I was sitting against my wall, hugging my knees close to my chest. It was hard to breath and my hands were shaking. I reached for my phone and tried my best to find Gael’s number. 
“Hey, baby.” His voice came through the phone. 
“G-Gael…” I stuttered slightly. 
“Y/N? What’s wrong?” He asked, concern laced in his voice. 
“C-Can’t breath…” I stuttered and hiccupped. 
“I’m coming down, is your door unlocked?” He asked. 
“Yes…” I whispered. 
“Okay, I’ll be right there.” He said and hung up. I dropped my phone to the side and tightly hugged my knees again. Gael opened my door a few moments later and rushed over to me. 
“Y/N, what happened?” He asked, sitting next to me. 
“T-Too much… Everything’s just… too much…” I said in-between heavy breathing. He gently pulled me into his lap and wrapped his arms around me. 
“Can you breath in for me?” He asked and I closed my eyes. I tried my best to take a breath, but it was shaky. 
“Good, now hold it.” He whispered. 
“Now breath out.” He whispered and I let out a shaky breath. 
“Good, can you do that again?” He asked and I nodded. We repeated that for a few moments, until I was able to breath just a bit more normal. 
“Do you wanna talk about it?” He asked and I shook my head. It was silent for a moment, until Gael gently lifted my head to look at him. 
“Does this happen a lot?” He asked and I shrugged. 
“Sometimes…” I answered quietly. He nodded and let me rest against his chest. 
“I have an idea that might help.” He said and I looked back up at him with curious eyes. He smiled and lifted me up in his arms. He left my room and I hid my head in his chest. I really didn’t want anyone to see me like this. 
“Hey Gael! Oh and Y/N! Do you guys-” 
“Sorry Alice, but Y/N and I are a little busy at the moment.” Gael stopped her. 
“Oh, sorry!” She said and Gael continued on his way. I felt the breeze against my skin and realized we were going to his room. He opened the door and set me down on his bed. He pulled out a fresh canvas and paints. 
“What are you doing?” I asked in a soft voice. 
“We’re gonna finger paint, you can paint how you feel or just turn your mind off and feel the paint. It’ll be calming.” He said and I smiled slightly. He pulled off his shirt and looked at me. 
“Do you want one of my old shirts or just go bare?” He asked and I blushed. 
“Uh um… C-Can I have one of your shirts?” I asked and he smiled. 
“Of course baby.” He said and pulled out an old t-shirt that already had paint on it. I replaced mine with the old t-shirt and he offered me his hand. I took it and he sat me on the stool in front of the easel. He put different colors on the pallet and took a step back. I looked at him and he just smiled. 
“Go on, paint whatever you want.” He said and I shrugged. 
“I-I don’t really know what to paint…” I said. He came up behind me and gently took a hold of my hand.
“What color do you want first?” He asked and I stared at the colors for a second. 
“Um, orange?” I said, more like a question then an answer. He gently pushed my finger into the orange paint and smeared it against the canvas. I watched in awe as the paint left lines as they slid against the canvas. 
“Next color?” He whispered in my ear. 
“Green.” I whispered. He dipped my fingers in the green paint and moved my fingers around on the canvas. Once the green was finished we used blue, then yellow, then purple. 
“Next color?” He asked and I shook my head. 
“You’re done?” He asked and I nodded with a smile. 
“It’s perfect.” I whispered. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek. 
“Did it help?” He asked and I nodded. 
“A lot actually, thank you.” I said and he turned me around. 
“If you ever need to do this again, feel free to come in here anytime you need.” He said, gently caressing my face. 
“Thank you, babe.” I said and kissed him. 
“Hey, no need to thank me. I’ll always be here to help you.” He said and I smiled. 
“I’ve never found anything that helps more than this.” I said. 
“How often does this happen?” He asked and I sighed. 
“I just get panic attacks sometimes. Some are worse then others.” I shrugged. 
“Do you wanna talk about it?” He asked and I shook my head. 
“No, I’m feeling better. Let’s not ruin this.” I said and hugged him tightly. He held me back and gently rubbed my back.
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