Stay With Me (Short One-Shots) (NCT X NCT)

Stay With Me P.70 (Yucas)💖

The backstage atmosphere was electric, pulsating with the energy of nerves and anticipation. It was the culmination of years of hard work, dedication, and dreams for Lucas and his fellow NCT members. Tonight marked their first win for their song "Make A Wish" and the achievement was indescribable. Amidst the controlled chaos, Yuta stood by Lucas's side, his presence a steadfast anchor in the whirlwind of emotions.

Lucas's mind was a tempest of conflicting thoughts and feelings. He had always been the lighthearted, carefree soul in the group, the one who never took anything too seriously and often turned tense situations into laughter-filled ones. But lately, the facade had been cracking, revealing the turmoil within. The pressure of constant scrutiny, the weight of expectations, and the inevitable comparisons to others in the industry had chipped away at his confidence.

Yuta, ever perceptive, had noticed the subtle changes in Lucas's demeanor. The laughter that used to come so easily now seemed forced at times, the light in his eyes dimmed by the shadows of doubt. It was as if Lucas was trapped in a maze of his own thoughts, searching for a way out.

As the group prepared to go on stage, Yuta could feel the tension radiating off Lucas like an invisible storm. Their eyes met, a silent exchange of understanding passing between them. Yuta's hand found Lucas's, fingers intertwining in a reassuring grip. No words were spoken, but the touch conveyed volumes. Yuta's message was clear: "I'm here for you, no matter what."

The stage lights illuminated the arena as the group began their performance. The cheers of the fans were deafening, a reminder of the support that surrounded them. The music thrummed through the air, and Lucas's heart raced in sync with the beat. He danced and sang, pouring his heart into every movement, every note.

In the midst of the performance, Lucas's eyes locked onto Yuta, who was positioned just a few feet away. Yuta's gaze was a lifeline, a reminder that Lucas wasn't alone in this struggle. It was as if Yuta's unwavering presence was a shield against the doubts that threatened to overwhelm him. The choreography flowed seamlessly, a testament to the countless hours of practice. As the final notes of the song echoed through the arena, the members struck a pose, their breaths heavy but triumphant. The crowd erupted into cheers, applause thundering like a storm.

Amid the cheers, Lucas felt a swell of emotions threatening to spill over. Pride, relief, and a touch of vulnerability surged within him. The moment was so much more than a win; it was a reminder of the resilience he possessed, the strength to overcome even the darkest of moments.

As the group exited the stage, the members exchanged high-fives and hugs, their smiles wide and genuine. Yuta's hand found Lucas's once again, his grip steady and reassuring. Their eyes met, and Yuta's smile was a mixture of genuine pride and something deeper, something that spoke of shared struggles and unspoken emotions.

"You were amazing up there," Yuta said, his voice a soft anchor in the chaos of the backstage area.

Lucas nodded, the emotions still swirling within him. "It's just... It's been hard, you know? All this pressure and expectations."