Despair Time Lemons (Requests are open^^)

🚫Backstage⭐️~Xanvid

💫David x Xander💫
💫David: Top💫
💫Xander: Bottom💫
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Xander's POV

        I stand backstage with David's manager while he is doing an inspirational speech to a big group a people. I stay backstage to support David through it. In case he ever needs anything, I'm always here to help if there's ever a time that he needs me.

    The crowd practically goes wild with every word that comes out of his mouth. He inspires so many people and he inspires me everyday of my life. I appreciate all the work he does and I love him for that. He's practically perfect in every single way. His eyes, his smile, his laugh, his lips, his hair are all one of the many things I love about him. I can't say it enough to him. I sometimes think I could be a little overwhelming for him, but he doesn't seem to mind my rambling. He says it's cute and that just makes me all embarrassed to say anything else in the moment.

And when that happens, he laughs at me. Which just gets me more embarrassed. Then he'd start copying me, rambling about me. He gets me completely speechless at that point. I don't even
try to get back at him, he wins automatically. He has so much pride in it. I can't blame him for taking that advantage. I would too if I could do it back to him.

After awhile, he finishes his speech. Telling his crowd goodbye and to have goodnight as he makes his way off the stage towards me.

"You did absolutely amazing David~!" I told him, kissing him on the cheek.

"O-Oh thank you Xander~.." He said, sounding quite exhausted from the speech.

"Is everything alright David? You seem really stressed out.." I asked him, quite concerned.

"Oh yeah! I'm fine.. I just have to go to my changing room.. I'll be right back." He hugs me quickly and walks to his changing room.

I look out towards the crowd to see hundreds of people walking out. As it slowly became less and less crowded.

Soon enough, the entire place was empty. It was just David and I left to be in the auditorium. He was still in his changing room.

   Taking a little longer than usual. I thought to myself, a little worried. I know that we wait once the crowd is gone so we don't hit traffic on the way home, but he's out of his changing room by then. I know he said that he'd be right back, but I should at least check up on him.

    I walk over to his changing room and knock on his door slightly.

    "David, is everything alright in there?" I said quietly through the door. I hear slight mumbles come from inside of the room. Not being able to make out what he's saying. "David?" I slowly open the door to see him sitting at a vanity. Looking at himself. He looks a bit off.

   His hair is a mess, he has his shirt unbuttoned and his bowtie undone. He looked completely exhausted. I've never seen him this way before.

   "This act is fucking exhausting, when do I quit?" He said to himself.

   What does he mean by that? I thought to myself. With that thought, I see him see me through the reflection of the mirror, he turns around and he darts his eyes right at me.