yungblud imagines || d.h

midnight rain

walking to the stage felt unreal.

the goosebumps on my arms had goosebumps.

proud familiar faces blur as i attempt to catch them all as i glide by, still in denial.

the applause orbited my hearing and my hands go numb as i touch my face in awe and shock.

i'd just won album of the year.

i shoot two thumbs up to the camera panning closer to me as i approach the stairs of the stage. being a gentleman, dom waits by the top of the stairs to escort me to my award. my heart plummets to my stomach as we lock eyes. it had been almost two years since we'd seen each other, talked to each other, or maybe even thought about each other. my mouth is suddenly dry and i feel that i could just throw up as he gently extends his hand.

as we touch, i look back to my manager/best friend, who's just giving me the tipsy brows. great. "you don't have to be scared of me, y'know?" he whispers as he walks me up.
"i'm not," i sort of snap.

"y/n you deserve this award. i loved the album, and i'd love to talk after, if that's fine with you," he gracefully grips my hand one last time before i turn to accept my award.

i flash my most pure smile of gratitude and happiness at every camera on me with the golden piece in hand.

"wow," i take a breath. i hadn't even realized how fast my heart is racing, everyone in the room is applauding as i gather my thoughts.

"sorry, my uh, my heart is practically in my head right now," laughter erupts beneath me. "this album...god, it...it means everything to me. it's about the people in my life who are everything to me. which is why there was all the more reason to share it with you guys," there's more applause, "uhm...i could stand here and thank everyone time and time again one by one, but there just aren't enough words that i can muster to do so."

i feel like i can finally catch my breath but i'm almost frozen knowing dominic is standing behind me; i look to him.

"there are songs on this album, reflecting my first love," i look back to the camera, "my emotions from the first time i found out i had fans," i grip my award tightly, "there are songs about their life experiences, my life experiences, my family, my team, our life lessons..."

all of these moments race through my mind, and yet one sticks the most stubborn.

"i left the love of my life two years ago to make this album, after so many albumless and ep-less singles were made. we're on this stage tonight together...without them, parts of this album would not exist, nothing i've made would exist without their encouragement, their kind words..." so much i could say, "this album is my 'thank you' and 'i'm sorry' to a lot of people...an anthem of anger and regret and acceptance and release..." the crowds applause builds in volume, "a goodbye to past acquaintances and a welcome to the forever friends."

"fuck yeah!" i hear dom shout behind me. i couldn't help but blush and smile.

"whatever decisions you make in life...do it for you. embrace the turmoil, embrace the fear, embrace new love, and embrace every fucking tear," i cover my mouth, forgetting i'm on national television, "sorry...his fault," i gesture to dom.

"thank you, everyone who worked tirelessly with me on this album and sat with me through my fits of rage and tears reliving every moment of my life in this album. thank you and goodnight!"

dom walks up fast to lead me down the stairs so i have zero time to beat him there.

"that was amazing, y/n."

like the perfect gentleman he'd always been, he checks my dress, makes sure i don't fall, and squeezes my hand one last time before heading backstage to get ready for his performance. as soon as i make it back to my seat, my manger shows me her phone:

yungblud and y/n reunite for the first time in two years at vmas tonight and it was sweet!

yungblud and y/n on again??

y/n gives a subtle 'thank you' to yungblud during their acceptance speech

tweets from people watching at home:

dom walking y/n up the stage and back was so sweet!! love our mom and dad <3 #childofdivorce #vmas

dom whispered something walking them up there and i HAVE to know! @yourtwitterhandledeets???? #vmas

i bet he told them how beautiful they were :') #childofdivorce #vmas

did y/n just dox what happened on live tv??? #vmas

some of our fans liked referring to us as their parents when we dated. weird, but cute.

child of divorce was trending under the vma subcategory.

"c'mon, we've got to get you into your second outfit. we've got to leave a little early tonight because we're throwing a last minute party for your win! you deserve it!" my manager takes my hand and we make a b-line for the backstage area.

...

"what do you mean you wanna change the set?" i could hear a feminine shriek coming from a few yards ahead of us. dom's eyes meet mine with a smile, then back to the girl's. "i just don't want all the flashy shit anymore, i just need my guitar and i'll do the rest, okay?"

still making a ruckus as always. something about that always tied me into him.

"yungblud, make your way to the stage!" he shoots me a smile, acoustic in hand.

"come on, y/n!"

"yeah, uh..just a sec."

i stand off to the side where i can see the television and him on stage just 50 yards away. he stares into the camera, and i can't fucking look away. letting out a sigh, as if he wanted to say something, he just holds his softened gaze and strums a familiar sounding pattern.

"see the thing about these days.."

oh my god..

"is you meet someone, they think they know who you are.."

i remember that night he played me the ballad in that hotel room just outside of athens.

it was well past midnight and i was absolutely vibrant with cheap champagne. he was like a ray of sunshine just constantly beaming on me, i always felt so warm and loved.

the french doors were open, welcoming the baby breeze that came with the mist that would scatter the beach along with the concrete balcony he had kissed me on first upon arrival. his soft voice is so smooth...soothing...it covers me up like a soft blanket. his legs were extended on the bed, his toes messed with mine, it made me giggle.

"y/n, we have to go," my manager comes up, gently resting her hand on my shoulder, "also, you left this in your dress pocket sweetie," my confused expression throws her for a loop. i grab the paper from her hand, and i can see some of the writing through the sheer material. it's dom's handwriting.

suddenly all of my breath is escaping my body no matter how hard i try to contain it. i hadn't felt this way since the night i left...i wanted to stay and watch him, i wanted to so bad..

my gut started turning, suddenly the cool breeze in the building was making me sweat. i clutched the note tight as i step away to follow my team..