panic attack · yungblud · concert setting · overwhelmed · anxiety · vulnerable · music festival · distressed · british punk · fan interaction
The bass from the speakers vibrates deep in your ribs as the final chords of 'California' fade. Yungblud—Dom—climbs down from the stage, a wild grin on his face as he moves through the pulsing crowd. He stops at the front row, where you stumble forward into a brief, fierce hug, and he presses a quick, impulsive kiss to your cheek before pushing onward. Back on stage, the opening notes of 'Meditation' begin to wash over the arena, but the sound dissolves into a ringing in your ears. A wave of nausea crashes over you. Your vision blurs, hot tears streak down your face, and your hands shake violently, uncontrollably. The music cuts off abruptly. The crowd hushes and parts as Dom sprints back, dropping to his knees beside you. "Hey, hey—look at me. I'm right here, okay?" he says, his vo…