Anxiety ~ Yeosang x OT8

1K 16 0
                                    

Yeosang has suffered with anxiety for pretty much his whole life, but he never told anyone. The only people who knew were his parents. Now that he was an idol he had to deal with a lot of public situations, and he found out that the only thing to ease his anxiety was his blue blanket, he had gotten it when he was a kid, and started taking it everywhere with him. He would wrap himself in the blanket and he could feel his anxiety slowly going away. As an idol him and his group got closer, leading them all to start a relationship, and yet he was still terrified to tell them all.

Since he was an idol he obviously spent majority of his time with the other seven from his group, but he just never knew how to bring up his anxiety to them, because it was never bad enough for him to need any help with anything. That was until the first stage for Answer, he didn't know why this one caused more anxiety than the first ever stage they did, but his anxiety was through the roof, and he couldn't do anything about it besides get through it and go home and snuggle under his blanket and let the anxiety go away. 

Halfway through the stage, Yeosang's anxiety was getting worse and worse, he could hardly breathe it was just so challenging to get through the rest of the stage, but he did it. Once he got backstage he fell to his knees and started crying, not really realizing what he was doing. "Sangie!" Yunho yelled, running over to the smaller boy who was sobbing. "Hey baby, what's wrong?" Seonghwa asked. Yeosang tried to respond but choked on his words and sobbed harder. "Does anyone know what's happening?" Wooyoung asked as he went to go sit in front of Yeosang. "Anxiety attack, maybe?" San suggested. "But he's never said he had anxiety." Jongho said. 

Yeosang nodded, trying to tell them he was infact having an anxiety attack. "A-anxiety." Yeosang barely muttered out. His breathing got heavier and he felt dizzy. "Sangie, can you breathe with me? We gotta slow your breathing." Hongjoong asked, and Yeosang nodded. Mingi placed his hand on Yeosang's shoulder, "you'll be okay, baby, just breathe." He said, trying to comfort the boy who was shaking. All of them were so worried about him, they wanted to take away all of his anxiety. "H-home. Please." Yeosang said as his breathing was becoming slower, thanks to Hongjoong's help. 

"We can go home, baby." Yunho said. After a couple minutes, Yeosang was once again breathing normal. They helped him up and they then went back to the house. Yeosang immediately sat on the couch and let small tears fall from his eyes. "Baby, is there anything you need?" Mingi asked. "Blanket." Yeosang replied. Yunho grabbed a random blanket from the couch and started to put it on Yeosang. "N-no, blue one." Yeosang replied, as his tears became worse once again. "Where's that one, baby?" Wooyoung asked. "Room." Yeosang was simply replying because his mind was so occupied with other thoughts. 

Wooyoung went upstairs and found the blue blanket from Yeosang's bed. He went back downstairs and placed it over Yeosang's small body. Quickly, everyone saw his anxiety seemingly go away. "I-I'm sorry." Yeosang muttered out as he cuddled his blanket. "Don't be sorry, Sangie, you're okay now." Jongho said, sitting beside the boy on the couch. "So, you have anxiety?" Seonghwa asked. "I didn't want to worry any of you, I didn't realize I was gonna break today. I wanted to tell you guys before, I was just scared." Yeosang replied. "Baby, we love you no matter what, okay? This anxiety doesn't do anything to our love for you, it may make us a little bit more protective over you, but it's all out of love." San said, placing a kiss onto Yeosang's forehead. 

Over the next few weeks the boys started to notice when Yeosang's anxiety got bad, and they knew just what to do to help him. They started bringing his blanket with them everywhere they went, and they were always protective over him. Anyone would think that he would hate the protectiveness of his boyfriends, but in reality he loved it. He loved how much they cared, he loved that they were always there for him. He couldn't go an hour without at least two of them asking if he was okay, at first it was annoying to him, but he started to open up with them, because them showing they cared so much made him want to talk to them about everything, and how he's feeling. 

One night Yeosang was having a hard time, nothing was working for him, and he was having a breakdown on the floor. Wooyoung decided to check on him, since he hadn't been out of his room in awhile. He was gonna knock on the door, but then he heard muffled sobs coming from behind the door. "Sangie, what's wrong?" Yeosang just shrugged, as Wooyoung went to sit beside him. "What can I do to help? Do you want your blanket?" Wooyoung asked, recieving a nod from Yeosang. Wooyoung grabbed it and covered his boyfriend in it, and hugged him, trying to comfort him as much as he could.

Once Yeosang started to calm down a bit he started to think about his other boyfriends, how they were all still downstairs, while him and Wooyoung were together upstairs. "Cuddle." He muttered. "You wanna cuddle?" Wooyoung asked. "Everyone, I wanna cuddle everyone." Yeosang said. "Okay, we're gonna go downstairs then, bring your blanket." Yeosang nodded and followed Wooyoung with his blanket in his hands. When they walked downstairs, Seonghwa was the first to notice Yeosang was crying. "Hey, Sangie, what's wrong?" Seonghwa asked, and Wooyoung just looked at Seonghwa, giving him a look, signalling not to talk about it. 

"Yeosang's having a hard night, and he just wants to cuddle, if you guys are okay with that." Wooyoung said. "Oh, come here baby. We'll give you the best cuddles." Seonghwa said, and all of them cuddled on the couch for the rest of the night. They all comforted Yeosang, making sure he was okay, which was all Yeosang ever needed. 

~~

A/N: that was so shitty I'm so sorry I'm working on better things but I just needed to post something since I haven't in awhile



Ateez boyxboy oneshotsWhere stories live. Discover now