Mic Drop Harmony (BINI_Aiah & Female!Reader Fanfiction)
🚫 Male Readers ❗❗❗DNI ❗❗❗
You were destined to clash. Y/N, the lead guitarist of a rising band, and Aiah, the fiery rapper of your cousin's chart-topping girl group, were constantly at odds...
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It's been two weeks since you and Aiah started trying to "rewrite the script" of her public relationship with Joao. You two have been seen eating out together, Aiah picking you up after rehearsals, or even watching you practice.
Your co-actors are always on edge when they see Aiah in the stall while you're performing on stage.
"Oh my God, Y/N. Your girlfriend's here again," Gab whispered after her line. You never told your co-actors about your relationship, so they just assume based on how often you're seen together.
"May boyfriend nga si Ate girl," Reb whispered back, catching you roll your eyes.
"Nakita niyo, Y/N rolled her eyes, may something talaga." Paw said and chuckled at your reaction, earning a scolding from the musical director, saying, "Reb, Gab, Y/N, and Paw, is there something you'd like to share with us?"
"Wala po, direk," you all said in unison. You glance towards the stall and see Aiah sitting alone, the only one watching today. You meet her gaze, and she's laughing because you got scolded.
After rehearsals, you bid your goodbyes to your co-actors and head straight to the stall seats to meet Aiah. You greeted her with a side hug. "You were good today! You're almost getting the hang of the rap part," she said as you walk towards the exit.
You chuckled. "Thanks, medyo hinihingal lang," you replied, making her rolled her eyes. "That's what you get for smoking," she teased. "I don't smoke anymore!" you said defensively.
You and Aiah entered BINI's apartment, where you'd been staying for the past two weeks. Stacey greeted you with a laugh. "Nandito na si Ate Aiah and the 9th member of BINI!" she teased, referencing what the fans called you because they always saw you with the group.
Maloi ushered you to the living room where the other girls were glued to their phones. "Diba lagi kayo magkasama these past two weeks?" she asked, earning knowing nods from you and Aiah.
"There are a lot of people shipping you guys online," Mikha chimed in with a teasing grin.
"Pero look at this, Joao posted a video of him singing," Colet announced, holding up her phone.
The girls gathered around as Colet adjusted the volume and played the video. Jhoanna commented, "Daming nagtatag sayo diyan, Ate Aiah"
She was from a movie scene And now she plays in my head all day
The video showed Joao singing a some sort of love song. Gwen and Sheena peeked at the screen for a moment before declaring, "We're not watching that long ass video," and disappearing upstairs.
She called me up And let me in I couldn't feel my legs
Stacey rolled her eyes as the song continued. "Ang haba naman niyan, parang kanta ni Elliot sa Euphoria"
She walked me back Into her room But just to see A 1980s horror film
I, oh, I was so scared She had the curtains down, so there was no glare She pulled up a chair and gave me the bed And all these crazy things went through my head It seems so long I need someone I don't know what to say She was sitting there I could touch her hair But still we watched A 1980s horror film
Aiah I don't know what to say to you I feel You're always on my mind
Mikha nudged Aiah and laughed as the lyrics mentioned Aiah's name. Aiah simply rolled her eyes.
And now that I know what I need I'm taking the long way round in my mind It's not right
Colet, ignoring Aiah's plea for information, continued watching the video intently. The song spoke of feelings, confusion, and unrequited love.
I can't help the way I feel anymore And I need to ask you, Aiah Oh, can it be that you feel this way, too? The lights were off The mood was right She came and laid with me I looked into her eyes Tried to make her mine But then she said
I'm really not that into guys
"What the hell?" you burst out, looking at Aiah.
Aiah sighed, a frustrated expression clouding her features. "Did he just out me on social media?"
"I'm going to kill that guy," you declared, anger flashing in your eyes.
1980s horror film
Aiah picked her phone, her face flushed with fury as she dialed Joao's number. "What the hell was that song about?" she demanded, her voice tight with barely concealed rage.
Joao's chuckle grated through the speaker. "That was just-"
Aiah cut him off, her voice trembling. "Don't 'just' me, Joao! You outed me!" Her eyes darted towards you, searching for support, and for the first time, you saw a flicker of vulnerability in their depths.
"You should thank me, Aiah," Joao replied, oblivious to the storm he'd unleashed.
Aiah sank down onto the couch, frustration radiating from her slumped posture. Mikha snatched the phone from Aiah's grasp.
"Really Joao? Aiah should thank you for outing her? What the hell is going on with your little brain?" Mikha yelled to the phone.
Colet snatched the phone next, her face contorted with rage. "Joao, pisti ka talaga!" she snarled. "Una pa lang alam ko na na kupal kang yawa ka, sarap mong tupiin sa wal-"
Before Colet could finish her threat, you ripped the phone from her hand. Fury clouded your vision as you glared at the speaker. "Listen to me asshole, you have no right of outing someone in social media. If I could just break your nose right now, I would do it." You said to the phone, Joao laughed at you.
"Chill, goddamn," Joao scoffed before ending the call.
The sound of the dial tone hung heavy in the air. You tossed the phone onto the couch, the clatter echoing in the sudden silence. Across the room, Aiah was surrounded by the girls, their faces etched with concern as they comforted her through her silent tears. The sight of your girlfriend's pain twisted your gut, a fierce protectiveness rising within you. You stormed towards Aiah, desperate to offer whatever solace you could.
You wrapped Aiah in a hug, the girls giving you both a sympathetic smile before quietly leaving the room to offer some privacy. Aiah buried her face in your shoulder, tears soaking through your shirt. "Y/N, I don't know what to say to my parents. What if they watched the video?" she choked out, her voice raw with emotion.
You rubbed her back gently, offering silent comfort. "I'll be there with you, every step of the way," you said softly, placing a reassuring kiss on her forehead.
Exhausted from crying, Aiah eventually drifted off to sleep. You carefully picked her up and carried her upstairs to her room. Laying her down on the bed, you began to gently remove her makeup, taking care not to disturb her slumber.
As you wiped away the last traces of mascara, Ling-ling, sensing Aiah's distress, hopped onto the bed and nestled himself against her neck. It was as if the tiny kitten intuitively understood her pain, offering a silent, furry form of comfort. A faint smile flickered across Aiah's lips as she stirred in her sleep, finding solace in the warmth of your touch and the purring ball of fluff beside her.
