Kpop boyxboy Oneshots

Yuwin / NCT / Performance

TW: anxiety

Original oneshot by specialsuga  and translated by me 😌.
And please keep in mind: although this oneshot also includes the yuwin couple, it has no similarities or connections with the other oneshot.

WayV has a comeback but Yuta is not there to help Winwin calm down. His anxiety ruins it for him.

It is well known that Winwin is an introvert - not only his members know that, the fans know it, too. He easily starts to panic as soon as he's surrounded by a larger crowd of people and when somebody gets too close to him.

These traits aren't really the greatest considering the fact that he's a kpop idol with a large amount of fans. And those fans can get really loud, especially when their favourite band is standing and performing in front of them.

Winwin always had struggles during performances because of that.

Normally Yuta would be there and help him. His presence always calms Winwin down in a way no breathing techniques ever could.

However, there's a problem... Yuta is not here today.

It is wednesday and today WayV has their first live performance in front of a crowd of people with their new comeback.

The other subunits of NCT weren't invited to the premiere because of some marketing issues.

These reasons seem valid and relevant to Sicheng as it is not the dreamie's or NCT 127's comeback.

Still, he can't get rid of the nervous feeling that has been gradually getting more prominent since they got told their other members wouldn't be allowed to attend their concert.

However, Yuta told him he would do great. He told him he would get through this. His hyung had given him about a hundred reasons why Sicheng will do an amazing job even if he's not there to witness it.

Still, Winwin made their management promise that Yuta will watch the performance live on his phone.

That means he can't do anything except trying to calm himself down and getting through the performance as good as possible, although he's still panicking on the inside.

He has a plan for today's concert, he wants Yuta to be proud of him. He isn't weak or anxious. Today he'll do everything possible to prove himself to his fans and his boyfriend.

To prove that he deserves to be a member of WayV.

Winwin hasn't noticed it for the last few minutes as he was still dancing this he completely focused on his body, the way the music takes over his mind. All the background noises fade away, the only important thing right now are the movements his body makes, getting lost in the song and its melody.

However, now the dancing part is over and reality catches up way too fast.

The silenced background noises that he could ignore for the last few minutes suddenly turn into yelling and shouting. The blurry mass in front of him disappears and thousands of people of people appear, trying to get closer to the stage. Trying to get closer to him.

It starts slowly. At first he almost doesn't notice the weight on his chest, gradually getting heavier as time passes, and while Kun is thanking the fans for their great support the only thing Sicheng can do is trying to maintain his unsteady smile. His head starts to hurt, his surroundings start spinning and moving in strange ways.

You have to make Yuta proud, show him that you can do it.

His anxiety gets even worse when he notices the lights highlighting his figure, shining bright into his face.

Almost automatically Winwin nervously starts to fumble on the collar of his button-up shirt.

It's too tight.

His fingers start to shake. While he tries to keep listening to Kun, he moves his fingers to the first button - hopefully as smooth and discreet as possible - and tries shakily to open his shirt a bit.

But it doesn't work, his hands aren't steady enough and his fingers too sweaty to get a grip on the small and round object.

Breathing gets progressively harder and his unsteady smile completely leaves his face.

Suddenly the crowd gets even louder. Kun has probably announced the next song.

Why can't Winwin remember which song it was?

The ache in his head builds up, adding pressure onto his ears. It feels like his head will explode due to the constant pounding. At this point he can't even feel his hands anymore.

As his condition is gradually getting worse, black dots start to appear in his vision. The lights fade away and the people in front of him get reduced to their eyes. Eyes that lie on him. Eyes that are watching him, judging him.

In one last desperate attempt Sicheng to get himself together he examines the crowd. He's looking for a certain face. He's looking for Yuta's face. He can't find it.

Yuta isn't here.

Winwin's shirt is drenched either in sweat or the tears that suddenly start to run down his cheeks, he's not sure.

He can't breathe!

Frantically he pulls on his shirt, desperately trying to somehow open it. It's not opening. There's no room for him to breathe.

His throat is getting tight.

Suddenly, someone steps in front of him. Somehow the face seems familiar, but Sicheng's brain can't connect the hints. His eyes focus on the face just to see that it's not Yuta. It's not Yuta standing in front of him.

It's just another face, another pair of eyes, that adds up to the crowd that seems to get louder by the second.

Winwin can feel hands. Hands on his face, on his waist and on his shoulder.

He flinches, backing away from whoever is touching him right now. Please, don't touch him. No more touching.

He tries to back away once again, stumbling backwards.

Where?

It doesn't matter where, just get away from the crowd.

He stumbles again, his legs giving up.

Sicheng falls.

He's falling, preparing to meet the ground, but he never does.

Someone catches him. He sees those eyes. They aren't judging him, they are two beautiful dark eyes.

His sight clears a bit. He sees a straight nose, pink lips and a strong chin.

Hope starts to spread in his mind, in his whole body. Sicheng can feel his hands again and then constant ringing in his ears isn't as loud anymore.

"Yuta?"

A smile.

Yuta is here, Yuta is here, Yuta is here.

"Everything is going to be okay." Yuta reassures Sicheng with a gentle voice. And he believes Yuta. He trusts Yuta.

Everything is going to be okay.

He feels an arm around his shoulders, another one under his knees, before Yuta carries him off stage. Far away from the lights, the people, the stares and the cameras.

Winwin leans his head on the chest of the older and inhales his scent. Yes, now he can breathe again. He inhales again. Slowly his mind starts to drift away when he allows his body to relax and go limp.

He's with Yuta. Now he's safe.

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I slightly changed it, because you can't really translate some expressions or sentences word for word.
And again: I'm not a native speaker so I'm sorry for all the mistakes in here.
Thanks to specialsuga again for this oneshot! Sadly she hasn't told me yet if there's gonna be a part two, but if she'll publish it, I'll translate it, too.