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Post-show Blues(Sakuya x reader)

Summary/preview: “Sakuya here! You have post show depression? Hey, it’s okay, I can help. Would you mind coming into my arms for a sec?” Enjoy a fluffy oneshot I wrote because my show ended and now I’m sad!

Notes/tags: Sakuya Sakuma/reader, Actor!Reader, GN!reader, fluff, comfort, oneshot, Drabble, can be interpreted as platonic or romantic you choose

You shuffled to the door of Sakuya and Citron’s room, coming to a halt as you knocked on the door. It was nearly 2 am, and your head hung low, the nervousness you felt spiking when you saw the doorknob turn as Sakuya poked his head out.

“Oh, hey, what are you doing here?” He asked, fully opening the door for you.

“I, uh, couldn’t sleep.” You simply stated, faking a sheepish smile.

You were an actor, after all.

The truth was actually a lot sillier than the fact that you couldn’t sleep. The run of the show you were in had finally ended, and it was beginning to feel as if your life had lost some of its meaning.

Sakuya smiled at your false reasoning, happy that, from his perspective, at least, you were doing okay.

“Well, if that’s the case, you’re always welcome here, no matter what. Citron’s actually out tonight, so it’ll just be the two of us if that’s okay.”

“That’s perfect, actually.” You replied, still keeping your smile plastered on your face.

Sakuya led you into the room, shutting the door behind you as he turned on a small lamp. He then climbed up the ladder to his bed, gesturing for you to do the same.

You went up, slightly worried about the weight limit, but it seemed like it didn’t matter to Sakuya.

Laying down next to him, your faces within close proximity, you couldn’t help but blush. If you leaned in any further… now wasn’t really the time for that.

“So”, Sakuya started, a low tone to his voice, “do you mind telling me what happened? Other than not being able to sleep, of course.”

His smile was warm and welcoming, ready to accept anything, no matter how odd. Your eyes filled with tears once more, nervous to say anything.

“Nothing, just bad sleeping habits is all.”

“Are you sure? I can see your tears, so something must be wrong.” Your eyes widened, and you were suddenly hyper aware of what your face looked like.

You blinked, allowing the tears to fall.

“Dammit…” you muttered. Sakuya held your face, gently swiping his thumb across your cheek to wipe the single tear away.

“Will you please tell me what’s wrong? I’m not going to say anything to anyone else about this.” He whispered, trying to reassure you.

You took a deep inhale, then sighed out, remembering the reason you came to him out of everyone else in the company.

If anyone would understand it would be him…

You mustered up some courage, then finally spoke in a hoarse voice.

“It’s just some post-show depression. It’s nothing, really, but it’s still hard for me. I’m gonna miss doing this production.” Sakuya’s eyes widened, then softened with understanding before pulling you closer to his chest.

“I know the feeling. It’s always hard to lose what took over your life for a long time, and most of the time, you never get to see the cast again. It’s hard, I know, but that’s what makes Mankai so special. You still get to have these people near you, and even without Mankai, you’ll probably stay in touch with your cast. I used to get really bad post show depression, but since I came here, it’s never been as hard as it used to be. I’m not going to tell you to just get over it, nor am I saying your feelings aren’t irrelevant or not valid. I just want to give you some exciting hope for the future with us, and I hope you’ll stay for years to come.”

The more he talked, the more reassured you felt, and the more tears began to flow.

You cried and cried, snuggling deep into Sakuya’s shoulder as he rubbed your back and whispered kind words into your ear.

Who knew that simple things such as “I’m proud of you” and “You did great, now you can rest until the next one” could make you feel so happy and warm?

Sakuya shifted onto his back, gently readjusting your body so he could hold you on top of his chest.

You found yourself finally drowsy after a good cry, and you snuggled into his hold accordingly. He tightened his grip on you, giving you a reassuring squeeze before planting his lips onto your forehead.

The kiss lingered for a moment, allowing you to both drink in the comfort and tenderness the moment held. Sakuya finally released his lips, beginning to toy with your hair.

“Good night”, he whispered, “I’ll see you on stage soon.”