going out of context · hunhan

going (a little) out of context

For selubration (LiveJournal)
prompt #P1:  au where luhan works as sehun's translator during his gaming broadcasts and he keeps on literally translating everything sehun says even when the latter is obviously flirting with him on-cam
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On Lu Han's defence, he would never have ended up in this situation if he had the other job offer come to him sooner. It was a simultaneous Korean to Chinese translation job for a morning TV show guest, it paid much better than this one did but Lu Han was in a slump so he had no other option but to accept the first offer his agency sent him; which was a live, simultaneous Korean to Chinese translation job for a college gaming competition. It is most definitely a lot less stressful and a lot easier to do the college gaming thing, hell, Lu Han is the only one dressed up in actual pants, everyone else wearing either sweatpants or sweat shorts. It was a weird first impression, really, the second he stepped foot into the place the competition is being held, a tall ginger boy with a ketchup stain on his blue Fallout4 shirt greeted him and offered him his half-eaten hot dog, which Lu Han kindly refused. The place he entered leads to a wide hallway with doors opening into small, studio-like rooms criss-cross across from one another, there are people walking from room to room with quite a lot of equipment and it seems more serious than Lu Han initially thought it would be, but that doesn't change the fact that nobody is wearing any form of formal attire whatsoever. There are two doors on either side of the front door, one leading to the bathroom and the other leading to a very cramped kitchen, the manager assigned to him in Korea offers to chill in the kitchen and drink some coffee until the staff arranges everything and since Lu Han has no idea what else to do he takes up on the offer and lets himself get dragged into the kitchen. The place is obviously rented for the sound-proof rooms only as it would take some nerve the call the room a decent kitchen, but it’s not that bad and it’s not like Lu Han cares anyway. There's a mini fridge by the balcony door and a very shirtless boy with funny-looking ears has crouched down in front of it and it dawns on Lu Han just how long it has been since he graduated from college as he stares up at the boy’s black Adidas sweatpants hanging low on his waist. He chats with his manager in Chinese for a while until the shirtless guy with weird ears abruptly stands up, he turns to them and then a grin appears on his lips.

"Hello, I'm Chanyeol. Are you one of the translators?"

Lu Han nods with a small smile.

"Yes, I am. I'm Lu Han, nice to meet you."

A shorter boy barges into the small area, making the same amount of noise a marching band would make, probably, and slaps Chanyeol right across his naked stomach.

"Put some clothes on you stupid nudist, nobody wants to see your saggy titties."

The ketchup boy from earlier follows the shorter inside, laughing, Lu Han finds his chuckles obnoxious yet somewhat cute at the same time. Chanyeol nudges the louder of the new duo with his elbow.

"Can you be more respectful? We have guests over here."

Two heads turn towards his direction and the ketchup boy gives him a familiar smile, the other carrying a grin identical to that of Chanyeol's. He steps closer and extends out a dainty hand, a box-shaped grin showing off his beautiful teeth. Lu Han wonders if he had ever worn braces before.

"Hi, I'm Baekhyun, you must be the translator. I hope you're comfortable with loud noise because none of us are exactly quiet people."

Lu Han chuckles at that, he shakes Baekhyun's hand gently.

“I’m Lu Han and yes I am the translator and I guess I can endure the noise.”

The ketchup boy waves his hand from a distance, his eyes boring into Lu Han’s hand for some reason, probably from zoning out.