NCT One-Shots (BoyXBoy)

Yuta & Sicheng

i hope one day i find someone that loves me the way yuta loves sicheng

i know the rest of the boys adore sicheng as well, but for some reason, my chest tightens every time i see yuta with sicheng bc he is so genuine with his love towards that china boy :(

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"But, I love you, Sicheng."

Yuta was currently holding back tears as the boy of his dreams lashed out at him.

The live show the 127 boys held for Yuta's birthday had just ended and the boys were scattered around.

Sicheng had pulled Yuta to a separate room that was much quieter for them to talk.

"Yuta, you don't love me." Sicheng tried to get through the older's head.

Sicheng felt so guilty as he watched the way the other boy crumbled under his words. He couldn't do it anymore. He didn't see his hyung that way and it was wrong of him to lead him on.

"What did I do wrong? I swear I can change! I'll get you a better ring and-"

"No, hyung. That's what I mean. You're giving me a ring and saying all these 'I love you's but you don't know me as me." Sicheng felt like he could start crying, too.

Yuta's eyebrows scrunched together slightly as a tear slid down his cheek. "I do know you. I know all about you. We've spent just about everyday together for, Christ, how long now?"

Sicheng shook his head. "No, Yuta, you know Winwin. The boy you've been stuck to spend everyday with. That you can't get rid of even if you wanted to. You don't know me as Sicheng."

Yuta shook his head, not being able to make sense of Sicheng's words. His emotions bubbling and overflowing didn't help.

Sicheng took a deep breath and took Yuta's face in his delicate hands, making sure Yuta was looking him in the eyes.

"Yuta, if you didn't know me, if I was a complete stranger that happened to walk past you on the street randomly one day, you'd never even glance at me."

Yuta's eyes widened. "You don't know that!"

"I do, hyung," Sicheng watched as Yuta's lip quivered. "The day I walked into SM's building to audition here, I watched you walk past me without sparing a breath my way."

Yuta started to tremble, gripping on tightly to Sicheng's shirt, his knuckles turning white.

"Isn't that how all relationships start out? As strangers? NCT brought us together for a reason." Yuta was grasping at straws trying to get Sicheng to believe he was serious. That Yuta loved him.

"Again, we were stuck together everyday. It's not like we could've ignored each other. We had NCTzens to think about. We needed to make sure we, as a group, were strong and had each other's back. All of us became friends."

Sicheng's thumbs rubbed softly against Yuta's cheeks as more tears rolled down.

"I'm not blaming this on you. I believe you when you say you think you love me. But I shouldn't have lead you on. It was cute at first and it was great fanservice. But I liked the attention and became selfish and I took advantage of you." Sicheng took a shaky breath. "And I am so sorry for hurting you like this, Yuta."

Yuta stayed quiet for a few moments, thinking carefully about what he was going to say next.

"Then let's continue this," Yuta begins. "If you like the attention and I like giving you the attention, why stop?"

"Oh, hyung, because you have genuine feelings for me. It'd be wrong of me to use you like that-"

"Use me! Sicheng, use me! I'm willing to give myself to you for whatever you want. I'm giving you full permission to take advantage of me! Please j-just," Yuta started to sob. "P-Please don't leave m-me al-one like this."

Sicheng almost broke down, too. Wrapping his arms around the older's neck and holding him tight. Yuta's head hidden in the crook of his neck as he continued to sob and heave, his own arms wrapped around the Chinese boy's waist.

Sicheng took a deep breath and leaned out of the embrace.

"I'm not disappearing, I'm not leaving. But I am going to distance myself from you. And you should distance yourself from me." Yuta felt like his body was going to collapse. "I will always be here for you as a friend."

With that being said, Sicheng unwrapped the older's arms from him.

The younger slowly pulled the ring Yuta had given him off of his finger. Though it was small and fake, Sicheng could swear it held so much weight as he held it out to Yuta.

The older boy sighed heavily as he stuck out his palm, allowing the small piece of jewelry to fall in his hand, and he clasped his fingers around it, pulling his fist towards his chest.

Without saying another word, Sicheng headed to the door.

Yuta stayed put and looked down at the floor beneath him.

Stopping in the doorway and turning back to the elder, Sicheng whispers, "Hyung?"

"Yeah," Yuta replies without looking up, the sound of a broken heart laced through his entire being.

"Happy birthday."

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i've been up for about 31 hours and i am extremely sad and thus the heartbreak above was created.

i know this is short and it sucked but i have more ideas and longer chapters for the future!

pls dont be sad anymore

:) x