Various NCT 127 Requests

Idol!Taeyong and Idol!Reader Finally Meet After Being Fans of Each Other

Request: hi! I've been really into idol!reader aus lately ( sue me 🙄) and I saw requests were open... could you please write idol!Taeyong and idol!reader fluff. no pronouns specified and maybe just a meet-cute in which they were fans of each other and finally got to meet at an awards show or music bank ? thank u in advance :)

Answer: Yes and yes! I love idol AUs so much they're so fun to write, hehe

Idol AU

TW: None

Y/N Pronouns: Not Specified

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1.0K

You turned your head as the stylists finished your makeup and put their final touches. You were scheduled to perform a year-end show soon and you'd be up next in a few minutes. You're a newly debuted soloist who topped the charts with your debut and since then eyes have been on you, perfection was necessary.

Hence your sudden nervousness when a recent "coincidence" occurred. Yes, while you were live on Instagram you let slip that one of your inspirations for becoming an idol was NCT's Lee Taeyong. It was just the way he held himself, his techniques, and his charisma that swayed you from an office cubicle to the stage writing and producing your own songs after listening to a multitude of his. Then you were informed by your fans that in a recent VLive he played one of your songs and even complimented it. You felt your face heat up and you inwardly groaned.

You still remembered that day clearly, you literally stopped breathing. Your idol noticed you and you were still reeling from that.

"(Y/N)? You're on in ten!" One of the producers announced. "Meet us at the waiting area," he says.

"Got it!" You called back. "All done?" You asked the stylist.

"Looking like a five-course meal, (Y/N). I fixed you up extra nice because a certain NCT member's in the crowd" the stylist laughs. She's been by your side since the beginning and to call her a close friend is an understatement.

"Oi," your voice had a joking tone in it. "Seriously, I'm sure he only said something because someone told him that I mentioned him on one of my lives. He was just being polite," you shook your head.

"I'm sure that's not true, give yourself more credit!" She says. "Go blow them away!" She starts to clean up the area and you shoot up from your spot and into the hallway.

Only to immediately run into someone heading the opposite way.

"Oh, goodness, I'm so sorry," you grabbed onto his wrist before he fell.

"No worries, it's fine," Taeyong replies. You let go of his wrist in shock and he falls to the floor.

"Oh, god, I'm sorry!" You scramble to help him up and he offers you a small smile.

"It's fine, are you alright? We ran into each other pretty hard," he says while he accepts your hand. You pull him up and nod.

"I'm good," you confirm.

"Oh! Wait, you're (Y/N), right?" His eyes grow wide with realization.

"No," you answer. "Wait, yeah. Yeah, that's me," you quickly amended. You were more used to people referring to you as their stage name and thus whenever you heard your real name it came as a surprise. "Sorry."

"Just take a deep breath, I know you're on next! I was just grabbing one of my member's phone that he left behind. I can't wait to see your stage, I'm a huge fan," he says. You swallowed down an excited sound.

"Really? That's awesome, you're one of my biggest inspirations," you told him. Maybe that was too much information. He points at himself.

"Me? Seriously?" He asks with genuine surprise.

"Yeah! Are you kidding? I'd always been a fan of NCT, but when I heard your self-produced tracks I was pushed to pursue this old dream of mine," you said. Taeyong's jaw drops.

"Whoa, that's great to hear," he says. "Wha, I was just going to say that your tracks have this unique sound to them that you don't often hear in K-Pop, they're addicting to listen to."

"Thank you, I strive to make all of my tracks as unique as possible," you smiled. "I've gotta ask, how'd you come up with Monroe? It's one of my favorites of yours."

"Ah, that one's a long story. Why don't we talk about it later?" He pulls his phone out. "Plus, I'd love to hear your work processes too. Maybe we could produce something together?" He hands you his phone and you take it. Immediately, you felt your whole body tense.

"Wait, are you asking for my number?" You ask. Taeyong laughs.

"That is exactly what I'm doing," he says. "Let's discuss more over lunch, kind of hard to have a full conversation here at MAMA," he says.

"Yeah, yeah, we should," you opened his contacts and typed in your number. "I'm pretty much free whenever, so just let me know."

"I'll talk to the company and my manager about my schedule, look forward to a text from me!"

"I will!"

"(Y/N)! You're on in five!" The producer shouts.

"There's your cue," Taeyong says. You hand him his phone.

"I'll see you out there!"

"Break a leg!" He calls. You pivot and walk quickly towards the stage. It was while they were getting you situated on the rising platform when it hit you. You just gave Taeyong your number. He was going to text you later. Then you'll go grab lunch together. But, more importantly, you were going to, maybe, produce something together.

Oh, god, here comes the pressure. You felt the platform rise up and you took a deep breath. Time to give an unforgettable performance. You can worry about meeting Taeyong later. The platform came to a stop and the roar of the crowd around you energized you. You looked around while the intro played and spotted Taeyong, who gave you a small gesture of encouragement while one of his group members pointed at you and nudged Taeyong.

"Okay, let's do this," you whispered and began your set.