Bad Bunny X Little! Fem! Reader: Translation fears
Summary: Between language gaps, paparazzi, and stolen moments, Benito and (Y/N) find their way to one another.
TW: Reader was a former Disney star (aka child exploitation), Google Translate Spanish (cause I decided to take ASL in HS :/ ), media reactions (pos and neg), Paparazzi, I think that's it.
Jimmy Fallon’s Tonight Show was always a dream for (Y/N), and not just due to the fact she loves Ben and Jerry’s Tonight Dough. She was just excited to interact with the respectful host, who was always so kind to his guests. She knew that Jimmy would create a safe and comfortable environment with questions designed to humanize her to the general public.
Jimmy Fallon introduced her, and she was walking out to the set, waving at the crowd. Her dress bounced along with her movements. Jimmy greeted her as they sat, “(Y/N), welcome! How are we feeling being here tonight?”
“Jimmy, I am so excited to be here. As you know, it has been a crazy few months!” She responded, making an exaggerated cringe at the word crazy.
“Oh, I do know, starting your own age regression fashion line is insane work! Let's give her a round applause just for that!” Jimmy said, prompting the crowd to cheer, “NOT to mention the revenue going to the Your Foundation to support Age Regressers.”
She giggles, “Thank you, Jimmy, I can’t take all the credit though. I have an amazing team, and they are truly the geniuses. I am just someone who was able to throw the idea out and pay for it.”
“I guess we should all say thank you to that Disney money, huh?” Jimmy jokes, poking fun at her former acting days. She followed the Disney algorithm of doing a show, making some music, and breaking into the real acting world.
“Maybe the only thing I can thank them for,” She jokes back, “but seriously, I am so proud to be able to give support to the causes.”
The meeting continued, light-hearted and flowing easily. Jimmy soon was wrapping up her segment, “So, for our final and most important question of the night, what music have you been listening to recently?”
“Oh, you can't put me on the spot like this,” She pauses to pull up her music app tracker, and pointing it towards the camera, “I would say Bad Bunny, I don't understand spanish but I understand the energy.”
“WHAT AN AMAZING ANSWER,” Jimmy shouts out, pointing at the live band, making them start playing an instrumental Bad Bunny song to do their closing.
(Y/N) was not usually the one on her own socials, for multiple reasons. One, because it was so overwhelming as a high-status celeb, and the other due to the fact that she was regressed a lot outside of the public eye. But sometimes, after large-scale events, she liked to log on and see what people were saying. Sue her for caring.
Many fans were tweeting about her fashion line, littles were claiming that it was the best thing since the paci. Some CGs were complaining that now they would just have to buy some piece for their littles, because they were so cute. There were some hate comments, however, (Y/N) was able to block them out when she saw a few verified users tweeted at her.
She skimmed them; some were friends, some were other non-profits. She paused when she saw one. She rubbed her eyes. Bad Bunny Tweeted at her;
@(Y/U/N) No hablo bien inglés, pero puedo captar tu estado de ánimo.
User1: OMG WE ARE SEEING something
User2: ¿Lo siento? que?????
User4: Are we gonna see (Y/N) come out of music retirement???? I MISS HER POP QUEEN ERA
I highlight the words in the tweet, and then click translate. It read “I don't speak English well, but I can pick up on your vibes”. She screamed, a shriek of joy. Before tweeting back;
@BadBunnyPR OMG, EVERYONE LOOK, MY FAVORITE ARTIST TWEETED ME!!!
(Y/U/N): where is the guy that makes shirts out of tweets i need 20.
User5: so my eyes didnt deceive me
User6: I bet this is enough to make her regress, shes gonna be kicking her feet and drawing bunny pics all day, and we dont get to see.
User4: Why do you wanna see her like that??? Give her privacy weirdo.
(Y/N) ran through her house squealing. She was shocked. Bad Bunny had replied to her, showing that she’d been streaming his music so regularly, it was the largest chunk of her ‘listened to’ pie chart.
(Y/N) jumped on her bed, landing on her stomach. She kicked her feet and chewed her fingers. Babbling about her new bunny friends.
(Y/N)’s music career only existed when she was acting on the Disney Channel. That in mind, she was still regularly invited to music award shows. It was like a desperate plea from her fans. This Grammy, (Y/N) was invited to present Song of the Year.
(Y/N) was wearing a dress that she would consider only to exist for dollies until it was on her body. However, there she was dressed up in her frills and layers, a dress made to show that she was a princess. She stood out from the crowd, the carpet, and the backdrop.
She stopped for photos, hearing yells for her to look this way and that way. She heard some yelling that seemed to be ruder than needed. But she was a big girl and could handle the carpet energy. Soon she left the photo spot, moving toward some interviewers.
Benito (Bad Bunny) was being interviewed at this point, but soon turned to see what all the cheering was for. He turned back to the interviewer, and with the absolute maximum amount of excitement, he then exclaimed, “OHH It is (Y/N), maybe I should be cheering too!”
The interviewer starts laughing, assuming Bad Bunny is joking. But soon was proven wrong as he yelled out “luciendo bien, baby!”.
“So, it’s safe to say you are a big fan?” The interviewer prompted, sticking his mic back towards Benito.
“Si, HUGEEE fan. I am going to see if we can get pictures together tonight!” Benito said.
The dinner service began in the hall. Trevor Noah was MCing, as amazingly as he always does. (Y/N) sat staring at the rather disappointing salad provided. Suddenly, a hand lightly tapped her shoulder to catch her attention over all of the other noise and commotion. It was Benito, “May I…?”
The words cut off as if he was unsure if that was enough of a sentence or if he should find the additional words to ask to sit next to her for a little bit. The 2 words were enough, as (Y/N) enthusiastically nodded.
“Please do! I am glad to finally meet you!” She said, moving to pull the seat out for him, “I have to say I loved your new album!”
“I love your… clothing…?” Benito said, completely earnestly. He was trying to say her fashion line, that she was also wearing a piece from today.
“Oh thank you,” (Y/N) replied, kicking her feet a little. “I wanted to make a line to make a difference for people less fortunate than me.”
“You are so smart, good at that.” Benito said excited that he found the correct word for her to understand that he meant it beyond the outfit she was wearing today. “Im the opposite of you!”
That made (Y/N) freeze, there were multiple ways she could comprehend that. But looking at the man infront of her, who was fighting the language barrier tooth and nail to communicate with her, she decided to ask if he meant the best option, “you are a caregiver?”
He was nodding enthusiastically, “Yes, say again please.” He leaned in to hear better when she repeated before repeating, “I am a caregiver, was that right?”
“Well maybe we should work on something together!” (Y/N) gleamed at this information. The interaction made her heart flutter, she had a crush on him for sure and now he was part of the community she called home.
“Si! I will,” he mimed texting in the air, “you?”
“You will text me?” (Y/N) smiled, understanding that the nerves and excitement of the night may be making it harder for him to translate in and out of spanish.
“Yes! Text.” Benito said, “Do you like sport?”
This comment made her pause and furrow her brows, “I like some sports.”
“Okay, okay, i text you and then we talk,” Benito seems to almost be bouncing in joy similarly to her. He wrote his number down for her, before kissing her hand and heading back to his table so they can focus as the show truely began.
Soon enough (Y/N) was on the stage presenting Song of the Year, following only the teleprompter. She smiled, and read: “I am so excited to be able to present Song of the Year, as we all now I haven’t had a Song in Years.”
She grimaced at the joke, “Without further adieu, our Song of the Year goes to…”
DRUM ROLL
“BAD BUNNY for (your fav bb song)!”
The cameras cut away from her just long enough to breath out, before Benito was moving onto the stage. Benito hugged (Y/N), maybe for a little too long, or perhaps the way his lips grazed the top of her head seemed a little too friendly. However, fans were quick to post and speculate.
Are we supposed to pretend we didnt see that hug???
User8: That was what I was thinking, since when were they close?
User9: I saw that he was sitting with her for a bit during the start and then moved away…?
Y’all I’m confused, why does it seem like Bad Bunny is crushing on (Y/N). Does he not know about her regression or is he like cool with helping with that??? Like what???
User4 I honestly think it is none of our business. Like that seems like really personal info for them, not us, to figure out.
User6 That is what I was thinking!
User11 TBH I know that regression is like normal, but it seems like Bad Bunny should get away asap
User4 It’s Bad Bunny’s decision, stop being a jerk!
(Y/N) made it home at the end of the night and decided that she just wasn’t going to check social media. She wanted to watch TV and color in her My Little Pony coloring book. But as she popped her paci in, she remembered the piece of paper in her bag that she had just hung up. She ran to grab it.
(Y/N): Hiii, this is (Y/N)!
Benito: (Y/N)! Are you at after party?
(Y/N): No, getting ready for bedtime instead.
Benito: Good, eres demasiado pequeña para estar despierta tan tarde
She was clumsy in trying to highlight the text, then pressing the translate option. Quickly, she realized he was trying to be friendly and hint at wanting to caregive for her: “You are too small to be up this late.”
Benito: I’m sorry, I wish I could talk to you better. Want to talk better to you.
(Y/N): m sorry 2., I’m no good at Spanish :((
Benito:no no, no sorry. You are so smart. You are good!
Benito: Do you know (coffee shop name)?
(Y/N): Ye, i like the muffins
Benito: Tomorrow at 11? Could we go?
Benito: I will pick you up at 10:30?
Benito: Okay, you go sleep now. See you tomorrow
(Y/N) was giggling behind her paci as she threw herself onto her bed. She was quick to cuddle up but slow to fall asleep. She was very excited to hang out with her new friend… only friend for now.
Benito was kicking his feet similarly, but was mentally preparing to translate in and out of his first language. He was nervously googling words he messed up during their earlier conversation. He was looking up words that would describe the order, and the area they were in.
