bada lee x idol! reader
word count: 3.3k
warnings: suggestive
summary: even at the MAMA Awards Bada is still the main attraction.
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The MAMA Awards is one of the biggest events in South Korea, and it only happens once a year. A variety of celebrities attend this event: K-pop idols, models, producers, artists, and global artists. Some people attending were hoping to win an award, while others anxiously waited for their performances.
Many of the idols were now arriving one by one, making their presence known on the red carpet. Each of them in their own glamorous and luxurious outfits, and the paparazzi were not shy about clicking the cameras. Constant flashing was prominent on the carpet. All the celebrities posed and showed off their garments. Along with the paparazzi, there were eager interviewers. All eager to learn any secrets the celebrities would give them.
This year was very special, with the popularity of Street Women Fighter all of the leaders were invited to the prestigious event. Each of them had a performance, and they were honored to be invited.
It was Bada's first time at the MAMA Awards, her first time as a guest, and her first time as a performer. She wasn't fully adjusted to the glamorous atmosphere that surrounded her. Sure, she had worked with several different idols. But it was a much different setting than a dance studio. She was quite nervous, especially waiting to walk the carpet. Someone walked in front of her, and it left her a little starstruck.
You were one of the top soloists in the industry. Being an ex-girl group member, before becoming a solo artist after the disband of your group left you pretty popular. Your original girl group was quite popular, so when you went solo your popularity only skyrocketed. Known for your talent and looks, you had quite the reputation. You were quite independent and didn't collaborate often. So you were desirable for any fellow idols. Sure, you had your fair share of friends in the industry like Soojin, Chuu, Winter, and others. And maybe a few, you know, crushes. Especially on an uprising star, Bada Lee. It was quite hard to avoid seeing the girl somewhere on your phone. Her presence was easily made well known to the public, after her appearance on swf2. Becoming everyone's "girl crush" due to her boyish style and height. And her charm affected you. So seeing her at the MAMA Awards was a moment for sure.
When you had to walk past her, you felt bad. So you spoke up before making your entrance to the red carpet.
" Oh sorry Miss Bada, I didn't mean to be in your way, " that was all you said to her before welcoming the flashing lights and obnoxious interviewers.
All the leaders stood behind Bada after watching the interaction. All of their faces were of pure shock. While Bada stood there motionless, the leaders were freaking out and awestruck.
" She just talked to you, Bada, " Akanen muttered in disbelief.
" No way that just happened... " NOB commented.
" Bada, she knew your name, " Funky Y whispered.
It was one thing to be in your presence but it was a whole other thing that you knew her name. She had a huge admiration for you and this was like one of the moments. The moment she had finally made it in the industry, it was like unspoken validation. The butterflies in her stomach were going crazy.
While Bada was fangirling away from the cameras, you were on the red carpet. All the cameras clicked away at you attentively. Your body adored a custom piece of clothing made by a popular designer. You served the camera many looks and poses. Even if you were slightly blinded, you still were glamorous. After several photos, many interviewers started bombarding you with questions.
" Miss Y/N, when's the release of your next album? Will you collaborate? "
" Anyone in your dating life right now? "
" Who are you wearing? "
" Has anyone here caught your eye? "
Usually, you would just smile during the interviews and ignore their yapping. But the last question caught your attention. So you took a step away from the red carpet and moved toward the seemingly eager interviewer.
" Well everyone here looks absolutely stunning, and glamorous from head to toe. I would say I'm very eager to watch Le Sserafim's performance but who's caught my eye? Hm, probably Bada Lee, I saw her while making my way over here. Her outfit is very sleek and stunning, and not to mention she is very talented in many ways. " You spoke confidently into the microphone.
Many on-lookers and viewers at home were surprised by your answer. And some people agreed with your statement. You were so full in the moment you didn't notice the girl only a few meters away.
Bada and the rest of the leaders eagerly walked onto the luxurious carpet. All of them crowded together and posed with one another. Each of them broke away for solo photos or the curious press. While other leaders talked to the press, Bada posed for more photos. But she was quick to notice your presence was still on the carpet. So she quickly made her way to answer some interview questions to listen to what you were talking about.
Her heart fluttered whenever you spoke so highly of her, it was an immense honor for her. She'd find herself getting lost in thought from your words, and forgetting about the ongoing questions. She wished you would notice her beside you, but you seemed happy to praise the dancer. But eventually, you made your way over to the host, but your words still flooded her mind. So you took a liking to her? Lucky for you, she found you quite alluring and interesting yourself.
All the leaders came together for questions about the show, or how it felt to be on a carpet like this one. All of them were comfortable together, even in the unfamiliar setting. They all naturally just laughed and got along. It was as if they hadn't competed against one another at all.
Only a few meters away, you were chatting with the host of the MAMA Awards.
" Hello everyone, I'm here with soloist Y/N "
You waved to the camera and whispered into the microphone, " Hello everyone! "
" Well Miss Y/N, how do you feel being at the MAMA Awards tonight? "
" Oh I'm so excited, there are so many people here today. And I have to admit I'm quite nervous about my performance tonight. "
" Can we get any info about your performance tonight? "
" It's something you've never seen before. " You winked at the camera.
The host just laughs and the two of you continue the interview. After a while, you make your way away from the host. While the next group of people made their way over, you had left that area.
All of the leaders had made their way over to the host, all of them beaming with enthusiasm. They all huddled together around one microphone as they tried to speak. They were all giggling and enjoying the moment. One of the staff members gave Bada the MAMA Award and she made sure to pose with it. Along with giving her fellow leaders a chance.
After the interview, they all headed backstage together.
Many of the guests at the awards made their way to their seats, while others were backstage getting ready for their performances. Along with the guests that were in the crowd, thousands of fans globally crowded in the arena. All of them were screaming when their favorite idol or celebrity made it to their seat. The arena was filled with cheers and everyone was eager to watch the performances.
Backstage was absolute chaos. Many makeup artists were running around from dressing room to dressing room. Along with racks of clothes being hauled throughout that area.
All of the leaders were backstage preparing for their performance, each of them wore a custom black outfit that sparkled in the lights. They were going to perform " Smoke ", alongside the dynamic duo. The whole dance was going to be led by Bada.
While Bada stretched and got touch-ups backstage, she couldn't help but feel nervous. This was the biggest stage she had ever performed on, and not only was it the biggest stage it also had the biggest edit audience. With almost 50,000 in the crowd, and a whole global audience watching from home. And she wasn't here with her team, it couldn't help but make her feel so anxious. As the show was approaching she realized she left her phone in the dressing room.
Bada excused herself from the group and made her way to her dress room, whoever was on her way there she made a mistake. She accidentally skipped past her room and barged into the wrong dressing room.
Your dressing room.
You had several people in your dressing room helping you get ready for your performance. Two people were helping you get a garment sinched up, while another got your shoes on. Not to mention you haven't had your makeup done or hair done for the performance yet. You were leaning against the table in front of you while they tied up your top. That's when the door opened up, to a worried Bada Lee. You glanced up, but before you could speak up. Bada started frantically apologizing.
" Oh my god, I am so sorry. I was just trying to get to my dressing room and I took a wrong turn it seems. I'm sorry I didn't mean to barge in like this- "
You moved away from the staff helping you and walked up to the dancer, placing your hand on her shoulder to get her attention.
" It's okay Bada. It's fine, don't worry about it. You look great by the way, and I'll be sure to watch your performance from here. "
The hand on her shoulder, made an evident blush to decorate her face. She physically had to stop herself from making a move. The way you said, you'd watch her performance. Made her heart flutter, she didn't even notice your concerned look.
" Hey Bada, you okay there? " you asked.
Bada got out of a trance and looked back at you. Your lips were slightly parted and you seemed very worried.
" Yeah, sorry I zoned out. I'll be going now. "
But as Bada made her way out, you grabbed her arm. Getting her attention immediately.
" Good luck out there, and after your performance don't be shy to come to my dressing room. " You winked before slipping away in your dressing room.
Bada just stood there, awestruck and in disbelief. That just happened to her. Her face was blushing and her palms felt sweaty. Her body already missing your touch. But when a staff came up to her, she acted like everything was alright. She quickly grabbed her phone before making her way back to the leaders.
You giggled as you closed the door to your dressing room. The known tall and intimidating dancer, was a fumbling mess when talking to you. You found it cute. You didn't know why you invited her back to your dressing room, but you secretly hoped she'd be there.
Eventually, the MAMA Awards began. The host welcomed everyone and got everyone ready. The awards opened up with a performance by &TEAM. Their performance was memorable and set the tone for the rest of the night. So naturally the next group was nervous.
The next group was the team leaders of swf2 with the Dynamic Duo.
You watched from the monitor in your dressing room, awaiting her performance.
Dynamic Duo went out first, playing a few of their songs by themselves. And with the guest appearances of some dancers. And then it was time.
The lights went low on the stage, and all the leader made their appearance on the stage quietly. All of them stood in front of the DJ Booth of Dynamic Duo, while Bada made her way to the front of the stage. The whole arena was pitch black, except for the few phone lights in the audience. Suddenly the lights came up, revealing Bada in a sleek dark sparkling outfit at the center of the stage. Everyone was already going feral, the cheers loud and evident. The Dynamic Duo started the music for " Smoke " and began rapping. Bada smiled at the camera in front of her, not breaking eye contact with it. She guided the camera over to the other leader, before pulling out a lighter. She let the flame ignite. And then she threw it behind her. The screens on stage changed from black to a blazing red fire. All of the leaders moved in sync together. Each of them exerts pure power and precision. Their performance was captivating and clean. They all did the choreography perfectly. When they finished, the camera was on all of them. The attention was completely on them. Everyone was freaking out and in love with the dancers on stage. All of them waved to the camera before exiting off the stage.
Watching from your monitor, you were mesmerized by her performance. Even though the leaders were excellent dancers, you couldn't keep your eyes off Bada. Everything she did on that stage, left you at the edge of your seat. The staff had left long ago, so it was only you watching her performance in your dressing room. When she exited off the stage, you were slightly disappointed. Wishing to see more of her performance, but nevertheless, the awards must go on.
After she made her way off stage, Bada found herself roaming. Many people congratulated her or praised her for her performance. She had to be quiet though, ENHYPHEN was performing onstage too. She made her way over to her dressing room, but when her hand made contact with the door handle she stopped. Her eyes drifted over to your dressing room door which was slightly opened. She debated whether to peak inside but I mean you did invite her in. She quickly dropped off her excess stuff and made her way to your door. Before knocking,
" Yes, who is it? " Your sweet rang through her ears.
" It's me, Bada, " she whispered behind the door.
" Oh Bada, come on in! " Your voice boomed with enthusiasm.
She smiled at the sound of your voice and slowly opened the door peaking inside. Met with your appearance.
You wore a denim corset top, along with a matching skirt. The skirt had several layers and the denim was weathered. On your waist were two different belts: one long diamond-like chain with an emblem, and one thick belt with your name on it. All the jewelry you wore was silver, complimenting your features. A thin thigh garter adored your leg, with the first letter of your name. Tall white high-heeled boots were worn by you. Your makeup was darker than your usual and your hair was perfectly tied up.
Bada had no words for you, you look stunning. When she closed the door, you met her gaze. Her eyes were full of hesitation and a small biting desire, you looked up at her innocently knowing the effect you had on her. You walked up there and fixed her hair.
" You did well during your performance, by the way. I tried to watch everyone but my eyes always drifted to you. You embodied that stage, " you whispered softly.
Bada could tell the game you were playing but she wouldn't let you win that easily.
" Oh is that right? " she whispered back, lifting your chin so she could meet your gaze.
You looked up at her, with those eyes. And she couldn't control herself much longer. She pulled your face closer to hers, your lips finally touching. She took full control of your lips though. Bada was swift with her movement and wrapped her arm around your waist, bringing your body close to hers. She slightly bit at your lip, asking for permission. In which you gave.
Her tongue moved inside your mouth, and her hand made its way up the small of your back. She sat you on a chair and towered over you. Your hands tugged at her hair as the two of kissed. Her lips tasted like vanilla, and they were soft and plush. Your lips tasted sweet in her mouth, and she couldn't help but get addicted to your taste.
Bada wanted to mark you up so bad, but you two were still at the award show. She also knew your performance was coming up and couldn't risk you missing it. Her hands were roaming in some risky territory until a noise broke the intimacy that was going on.
" Y/N, your on stage in 5 "
You pulled away from Bada and looked up at her, before answering. But Bada's lips were back on yours,
" Mhm yeah sure, " you mumbled against her lips.
The person behind your door made a quick exit, but Bada wouldn't let you off so easily. You genuinely had to push her way from you to get her off of you. She pouted like a puppy and stood behind you as you fixed your makeup. Her hands are around your waist.
" Bada, I have to go, " you whispered to the tall girl.
" I know, can't wait till we can leave. So I can keep what's mine all to myself. Can't believe thee soloist has taken a liking to me, " she whispered against your neck.
" Oh Bada, don't get ahead of yourself. I'm not yours quite yet, " you giggled and left her alone in your dressing room.
Leaving her wanting more, again.
Although to her, you were the main attraction of tonight.
Bada decided to just watch your performance off the monitor in the room. She made herself comfortable on a nearby couch and waited for your performance.
You rushed around backstage getting last-minute touch-ups, mic tests, and any things you needed. You waited backstage, waiting for the cue of your appearance. Your mind was racing in so many ways from Bada to the performance, to the crowd, to the water in your hand. You didn't realize you were practically crushing the bottle, but you didn't have time to register it. It was time.
You made your way to the stage, alongside several other backup dancers. The lights were dim but you could still see. Everyone made their way to places before the lights arose and revealed you. Everyone started screaming, eagerly awaiting your performance. You started your performance with a male dance partner. The two of you twined in a sexual and tight-tension duo dance. Each of you moved together and all the dancers followed in sync. The beats of slow sultry R&B music started playing. The mood of the dance changed and your voice rang out as you sang. Your voice carried melodies as you sang and danced. Your performance was one of the most captivating of the whole night. It was the perfect way to end off the MAMA Awards. You blew a kiss to the crowd before confetti fell from the sky and the awards had ended.
Bada had watched from your monitor, and she was feeling a lot. 1. A pinch of jealousy of the guy who danced with you. 2. A sense of pride that she kissed you. 3. And a sense of happiness that your performance went well. She kept her eyes on you throughout the whole performance. Bada's eyes never left your body as you move across the stage perfectly.
More importantly, she couldn't wait to get her hands on you.
As you made your way through backstage, it was a little difficult. Many people pulled you aside to congratulate you, and others just clapped for you. You bowed to them all and made your way to your dressing room. Where an attractive dancer awaited your presence, you opened the door and smiled.
" So where were we? "