Request: Can you do one where reader messed up a trick during the shows and gets yelled at backstage afterwards idk I just like angst-
YES!!! I like angst 2 don't worry! Anyway! There is gonna be fluff at the end <3
I honestly have trauma about yelling and can't handle it, I start having a mental breakdown, so I wrote it like that.
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YN's POV
It was show time! I am alwasy so excited for shows! that I just forget shit, so ofcourse I forgot what I'm doing and mess up a trick, no one got hurt, but I could see people weren't impressed.
Stupid! stupid! stupid! stupid! stupid!
I continued the show, trying my best to remember EVERYTHING I needed to.
The show was finished, finally. I went backstage, seeing an angry boss looking at me, if anyone asks me what his eyes looked like, I would just say imagine hell, a firery place, to punish you from your mistakes.
Boss: HOW THE FUCK, DO YOU DARE MISS A TRICK, YOU PRACTICE FOR A REASON! NOW PEOPLE ARE COMPLAINING THAT THE SHOW WAS LESS GOOD!
I just looked at the ground, I just froze, I just...
I can't explain it but I just stood there, letting my boss tell me shit about myself how I am, THIS CLOSE to being fired, that's how he said it. Like me messing a trick was just the last straw. I was fighting to hold back my tears, I didn't give a fuck of what he said, but yelling at me while saying shit. I couldn't handle it.
Everyone was gone to the makeup trailor to take the makeup off. No one could help me.
Boss: YOU KNOW IF I EVER SEE YOU MESS UP AGAIN, I SWEAR YOU ARE FIRED BITCH.
All of this because I love shows so much I forget things. I could feel some tears come out of the barior I was abble to hold together. I didn't sob, I couldn't let him know he got me.
Fryboy: hey YN, Nonni wants her makeup buddy-
My boss didn't hear him, but I did, I could get help.
BOSS: SO WHAT'S IT GONNA BE? HUH!? YOU DOING BETTER OR YOU BEING FIRED!!!
i couldn't handle it anymore, I'm covering my ears like a kid, singing the song, when it goes la la la la.
Hearing muffled screaming, Fryboy and our boss. I just sat on the flour hand in between my knees. I acted like a kid, cuz my inner child never got over this trauma, so it stays, deep in me, hiden from judging eyes, to take over when I hear yelling. It's kinda like an inner shield.
The only thing I herd is.
Fryboy: GOT DAMN IT, HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL THEY CAN'T HANDLE YELLING.
The next thing I knew I was in my boyfriends arms, boss gone out the door, long gone. We stayed in eachothers arms for a bit. I heard the door open, I just twitch, my inner child thinking the yelling will be back, ready to shield me away.
Nonni: Hey... you ok? I saw boss coming out of here looking red.
Fryboy: Ya that dickhead can go fuck himslef.
Nonni: it happened again?
YN: *just nodded*
My bestfriend Nonni was the first to know about my trauma, then after a month of dating Fryboy he had catched me being yelled at, from our boss and had told him.
Fryboy: Cmon babe, let's take that makeup off.
Nonni: No YOU aren't! They are MY makeup budy! :)
Fryboy: Fine! See you later babe. *lil kiss on forhead*
YN: later. :)
Nonni then came up to me, grabbing my hand and going towards the trailors.
When it was time to go sleep Fryboy just took me bridal style,put me on the couch, grabbed a big blanket, cuddling me putting on a funny movie. We watched the movie and fell asleep quite quickly.
HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!! have a good day! <3
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