𓇼 ┈ lgion! ❞ ⬭
in which a secretive producer
reaches out to 3racha for
help on her album and all
her secrets spill.
( stray kids social media au
3racha x fem!reader )
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IRL
( y/n ) fixed her mask, making sure the majority of her features were covered as to not out her appearance. she was already taking a leap of faith by accepting this collab offer, knowing that she could get severely hated for breaking out of her normal rules; she didn't want to trust the three men with her secret appearance either.
her phone buzzed with notifications from youngsoo, who she had forced to promise not to spy on the group. she ignored the messages as a group of men approached her, asking if she was meeting anyone.
"i'm lgion," ( y/n ) responded, glancing over the features of the boy who asked the question, "3racha, yeah?"
the group didn't bother to push for her name after recalling their previous conversation with their self appointed leader; it was an honor that they were even considered to do a collab with, and if at any point she was disrespected, they would immediately call it off and would guilt themselves into oblivion.
"i'm chan," he smiled, his dimples etched into his cheeks. their eyes connected in silence before he hurriedly went to introduce the remaining of the trio. "this is jisung and changbin."
( y/n ) tensed up at the name, scanning the face of changbin; it wasn't a common name and he looked eerily similar to the boy who bought flowers from her shop. her heart raced at the fear that he would recognize her and she quickly dipped her head down, covering her face with the brim of her baseball cap. she gruffly said, "nice to meet you all."
"the, uh, studio is right down the street," chan pointed over her shoulder. ( y/n ) stepped aside and let him lead the group to the building. she kept to the back of the group, keeping wary eyes on all of them in case they were to try anything; her trust only went so far.
they arrived at the small building, ( y/n ) taking note of the name to research later; it was exhausting using your home as a workplace. changbin held the door for her as she followed the other two and she bowed in response.
"you can make yourself at home," chan noted, taking a pair of keys from behind the desk, "changbin's parents own the building."
"yeah, we just blame him for everything," jisung chimed, earning a stern glare from changbin.
( y/n ) widened her eyes at the comment, finding her curiosity growing deeper. "they got it just for you guys?"
"i wish," changbin sighed, closing the studio door behind them. "we work here in the day."
"oh," ( y/n ) nodded, taking the seat chan pushed in her direction. she warily glanced at the chips jisung had handed her earlier, slowly eating from the bag. the studio was nice, nicer than she imagined that the trio would work in; she expected it to be messier with uncharged devices and tangled wires, cans littered in every empty space, yet it was tidy. it seemed to be their own personal studio as their tag names were plastered on the door. "this is, nice. what's that room?"
