BLACKPINK Shorts

[LISA] Rising^

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This chapter contains more frequent swearing than other chapters.
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"Ladies and gentlemen, introducing... Y/N!"

You hear your name announced over the speakers of the stadium. Everything is pitch black until you take your first few steps towards the crowd. Every tauntingly slow step you take closer to centre-stage, multiple beams of light would begin to shine on you, creating a silhouette of your magnificent frame.

Then you stop.

You've made it to the centre, not a single sound can be heard aside from the roaring screams of your fans. Then the lights fade back to black to their dismay, now losing sight of you — until it all flashes back to white, now with fire lighting up your face. You're dressed in form-fitting leather pants, you're wearing your bulky Balenciaga's, and all you've got on above your waist is a Calvin Klein bra peeking out from beneath a loose-fit blazer.

Your stage name appears behind you in big, bold letters. The instrumental to your track begins and your backup dancers come into view. Raising the mic up to your face, you belt out your first verse. You can feel the base take over your entire physical being. Every word, every rap that you spit out towards the crowd, has your mind spinning in awe. All these people are really here to see me... That's fuckin' wild.

The night carries on, your engagement with your fans never ceases no matter how many shows you perform, but this? This crowd is still a big wonder to you. "YO, LOS ANGELES! How are you doing tonight?!" Pointing your microphone out towards the crowd to hear them, a smile creeps it's way onto your face, cracking your naturally cool vibe. Deciding that it's not enough, you ask them once more. "Let me hear you one more time!" This time, you quickly take out your in-ear pieces and bask in the screams of the fans below you, raising your arms out and signalling for them to keep it up. Finally satisfied, you chuckle into the mic as you put your in-ears back in place. "You guys... This is fucking nuts. How are there so many of you out there?! You're making me sweat behind the knees, no joke." Chuckling into the mic once more, the crowd joins you. Taking a sip of water from your bottle front of the stage, you hear someone yell out to you from somewhere in the mosh pit—

"You're hot as hell!"

Your head shoots up immediately and your eyes widen. You spit a little bit, water spilling from your mouth down to your throat. You hear, presumably, that same person let out an audible groan at the sight. You laugh loudly and stand back up without your bottle. "Hey! You can't go doing that to me, whoever that was. Unbelievable. I'm blushing so hard right now," Fanning yourself, you take a walk around the front of the stage and stare down the crowd. "Wow, honestly. You are all so sexy. How do you do that?" The crowd screams at the compliment and you release another chuckle in return. You sit down on the edge of the stage, motioning to everyone that you want them to metaphorically come a little closer. "I wanna let you guys in on a little secret." Looking around, left to right, you cover your mouth with the mic and your free hand, whispering, "You wanna hear it?"

Looking around and seeing the crowd directly in front of you nod and scream an absurdly loud 'yes', you lean in even closer, still whispering. "You guys know Niki?" They start to scream but you quickly shush them. "Shh, shh, shh... Okay, now tell me how much you love Niki's music." Another scream can be heard.

Suddenly, over the speakers, everyone can hear her voice. "Y/N! What are you doing?!" Playing along with your little game. You open your mouth, about to respond, until you hear someone scream— 'Are you dating?!' Niki laughs hysterically over the mic backstage. "HA! She wishes!"

"Ouch. That hurt." Laughing with your fans, you instantly stand back up. "No, no. Nothing like that, sorry to disappoint. I guess whatever I say next is going to be pretty disappointing, huh?" You chuckle.