Mic Drop Harmony (BINI_Aiah & Female!Reader Fanfiction)

CHAPTER 19 - COLLAB

It's been a week since your band's concert. This morning, you received an email from your manager announcing a collaboration song with BINI! As you and your bandmates huddled around the laptop screen, excited giggles erupted.

Donny chimed in, "Are we going to have choreography too?"

"Hopefully not," Syd countered with a playful grimace.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so hyped for this collab," Syd reiterated, barely containing her enthusiasm.

"You know what I can't wait for?" Zild interjected, throwing you a teasing glance. You raised an eyebrow in response, silently urging him to elaborate.

"For Y/N to work with Aiah," Zild smirked, earning a chorus of laughter from Donny and Syd. You playfully shot him the middle finger, further fueling their amusement.

Despite the teasing, you couldn't deny your own excitement about the collaboration.

Another email from your manager arrived, informing you of a meeting with BINI the following day. This news sent a wave of nervousness through you – it meant seeing Aiah again. The last time you saw her at your concert, tears streamed down her face.

An overwhelming urge to comfort her, to offer a hug, had washed over you then. But you were frozen, unsure of the right words, unsure of Aiah herself. Was she still the same girl you met years ago? The one you shared dates with, the one you read to at night, the one you liked? So much had changed in the years you were apart. You questioned whether she would even recognize the person you'd become, let alone still have feelings for you.

As night fell, you dutifully memorized your lines for Angelica Schuyler before finally drifting off to sleep, your mind swirling with a mix of anticipation and apprehension regarding the upcoming collaboration and, most importantly, the prospect of working with Aiah.

You jolted awake with a groan, the sudden tug on the blanket sending you scrambling upright. Donny stood by the bed, damp hair plastered to his forehead, a telltale sign of a hasty shower.

"What the heck, dude?" you mumbled, sleep still clinging to your voice.

"Shower na, bilis! We're gonna be late for the meeting," Donny chirped, a hint of panic lacing his tone.

"What time is it?" you asked, fumbling for your towel and racing towards the bathroom.

"Nine," Donny called back, the muffled sound barely audible through the closed door.

"Why did we wake up so late?" you grumbled as the cold water cascaded down, chasing away the remnants of sleep.

"My phone alarm died," Donny shouted from the other side.

Emerging from the bathroom, you threw on a plain white shirt and a pair of trousers, the familiar panic of a looming deadline fueling your movements. You joined your bandmates in the living area, the tense energy palpable.

The drive to BrightLight was filled with nervous chatter. Arriving at the main building, you were greeted by a chorus of good mornings from the staff, a comforting reminder of familiar ground. Stepping out of the elevator, you were met by Lerry's assistant, a young woman with a bright smile.

"Running a bit late there," she commented as she ushered you towards the meeting room.

"Is Lerry mad?" Zild piped up, his voice tinged with worry.

The assistant simply shook her head and pushed open the door, revealing the BINI members already seated around a large conference table. A smirk played on your cousin and Colet's lips as they caught your eye.