VVIP
Pairing: Day6 x female reader
Genre: fluff
Tropes: idol au, meet cute, emotional fluff, fan service, hurt/comfort
Warnings: mentioning loosely of the passing of a loved one
Word count: 3070
Author’s Note: So, I came up with this idea for my best friend @this-song-thats-only-for-you when she mentioned a rock band was a VVIP at her workplace the other day. She works at the airport, and Wonpil started to bug me about writing a cute little scenario of her being at work and her favourite band coming through the doors. What I wasn’t prepared for was how emotional this story would get for me to write, given Sem and I were meant to be going to see Day6 with Mum in concert this weekend. Most of you know, my Mum passed away in December, and we haven’t been able to afford going to see them live. This has turned into a little healing piece for us both. I hope you enjoy it too.
Anyway, Sem, this one’s for us. I can’t wait to watch a Day6 concert with you on Saturday xx
“Did you hear?” Bee started and you lifted your head from the buffet you were clearing out to look at her. “We have VVIPs coming in today.”
“We do?” you repeated, your mind running through the itinerary of potential guests for the private airport lounge you worked in. Collecting another empty tray from the influx of passengers who had demolished the buffet over the past two hours, you followed Bee into the kitchen. You were still clueless about who the special guests meant to be arriving were. “Who?”
“Some rock band,” she said with a shrug, and whilst you were curious, you didn’t think too much of it either and went back out to get more trays for the service team to clean. You were on the desk today, so you could be greeting whatever rockstars were meant to be coming through. The last thing you needed was to get pasta sauce on your uniform helping the kitchen staff clean up whilst the lounge was closed between arriving and departing flights.
“I don’t think you’ll be here for it though,” Bee tacked on when she came back out to assist you. Of course, she had to say something that didn’t affect your shift at all. You rolled your eyes at her as she grinned.
“Well, you better make sure your food is top-notch or else you know who will complain,” you teased, and Bee dropped a serving spoon with a clunk into another empty tray.
She shuddered dramatically. “Don’t manifest that! Yesterday, she complained to me about work I wasn’t even here for.”
“Of course. It’s your fault you weren’t here to do it,” you remarked, moving your tongue into your cheek naughtily. It was nice to be able to vent to your workmate who got your assistant manager’s nitpicking woes.
Rockstars all forgotten about, you helped with refreshing the buffet and drinks before the lounge opened again.
You only had an hour left to your shift, and since no one was coming through the doors, you were texting your best friend Elle about afternoon plans once you got home. Hearing the lounge door ding before opening, you quickly deposited your phone onto a hidden shelf and pasted on a smile to greet the new arrivals before lifting your gaze up.
“Hello, welcome to the lounge, how can I assist….”
Blinking furiously, you then froze. Surely, you were dreaming, right?
“Hello?” a man, presumably a manager, said in accented English, holding out a business card and boarding passes.
With names you recognised. Holy shit.
“Uh. Hello,” you managed, trying not to break out into a sweat. “Hi. Um. Welcome. Do you have passes into the lounge today?”
Were they the rock band Bee had mentioned?
“No, but we can purchase entrance, correct?”
“Yes, you can.”
“Excellent. It will be quiet in here.”
You almost laughed hysterically, your hands trembling as you took the held-out information and checked it over. There were three others you didn’t know, but the names Yoon Dowoon, Park Sungjin, Kang Younghyun, and Kim Wonpil you did.
Intimately.
Gods. Your cheeks had to be scarlet by now. It was by some miracle you were able process the payment and not combust into flames on the spot.
“Shouldn’t you be in Auckland, not here?” you wondered, and then froze again momentarily when you realised you said it out loud.
“I knew it!” Younghyun, more known to you as Young K, exclaimed, laughing with satisfaction and leaning passed another member of their group. “You know who we are, don’t you?”
“Y-yeah.”
“Are you a fan of our band Day6?” Sungjin asked, and you had to commit this all to memory. Elle was going to absolutely flip when you told her.
“Of course, she is.”
“Let her answer,” Dowoon scolded the older members, and you nodded.
“Are you coming to our concert?” Wonpil asked with earnest, and you sighed. He picked up on it. “No?”
“Uh, my best friend and I really wanted to go. With her mother. She was a bigger fan than us somehow.” You stopped, letting out a watery laugh thinking about the rocky last few months your best friend and adopted family had been through. Of how you had all planned to go up to Auckland tomorrow for the concert on Saturday. It was strange how life could tip you all upside down and change everything into a different perspective. How could you tell the waiting members of your favourite band that you couldn’t attend their concert without bursting into tears? You settled on saying, “But uh, no.”
“No?” Younghyun probed, frowning. You swallowed down the emotion in your throat and he smiled kindly. “That’s too bad. At least we got to meet you now.”
Their manager, who had walked off, only to realise they hadn’t followed, came back and started talking in fast-paced Korean to the group, Wonpil shooting you a polite smile whilst listening. You were standing there, somewhat smiling back at a man you had watched for years online, had sung heartily along with when listening to their songs, and had his beautiful face as your lockscreen on your phone right now.
What even was this life?
“Yeah, yeah,” Brian replied in English, shooting you an easy smile and translating what had been said for your benefit. “We were hungry, so of course we need to utilise our time before our next flight to eat first. It’s nice meeting you… Y/N.”
You startled at him knowing your name until you realised he had paused to read your name tag. You nodded dizzily. “Please enjoy your meal.”
And as soon as you watched them go over to a table and dump their belongings down at it and then head over to the food, you had already broken work protocol by not asking first and pushed call on your phone. “Elle,” you squeaked out, trying not to hyperventilate.
“What’s wrong?”
“How fast do you think you could drive across town? No, don’t drive. You won’t be able to when I tell you what I have to say right now. Actually, you need to get in the car and come here right now! I’ll pay for parking.”
“Are you alright?!”
“No? Yes? I don’t know! Elle, you’ll never guess who’s—” Whimpering when you realised who was standing in front of you again, you blinked several times at Wonpil.
“I uh, just wanted to tell you that your friend should drive very safely. We have three hours here.”
Oh god, how had he heard you from over here? Unless he was watching you.
“Wh-what?”
“Y/N… did I just hear. No, I can’t be. I’m going insane, right?”
Wonpil smiled brightly, somehow hearing Elle’s voice. “Can I?”
“You want my phone?”
“Please.”
“Uh, sure,” you said shakily, handing the device over to your biggest celebrity crush, and watched dumbfoundedly as he spoke to your best friend on the phone.
“Hello, are you Y/N’s best friend who loves our group Day6? Please drive safely. We don’t want you hurt in any way.”
“She can’t get through,” you murmured, thinking of security reasons, and dashed away from the desk and into your boss’ office. Thankfully, the more level-headed one.
“Y/N?”
“I have a huge favour to ask. Can we get a visitor pass?”
“What? What’s going on?”
You explained loosely the absolute miracle that was unfolding, unsure how you were even still upright. Your boss was already signing the visitor pass before you were finished. Smiling warmly at you, your boss patted your arm. “Breathe, Y/N. Go back out and finish your shift, if you can. Can you?”
You nodded, clutching the pass to your chest. “I can.”
“Good. You know, it’s crazy that we have more than one rock band turn up today. The Sex Pistols are arriving on a flight later.”
“Oh, wow.”
“Go enjoy your unexpected arrivals first,” she said with a laugh at your evident little interest in the true VVIPs of the day.
You walked back out more confidently than you were before and realised you had left Wonpil with your phone. He’d obviously hung up the call and was cradling your device against himself, his cheeks a little pink as he handed it over. “Thank you.”
“Elle said she would drive safely.”
“Good. I got a pass for her to get in,” you told him, strangely feeling braver now. “Thank you for being so kind.”
“You can’t come to our concert for a reason, we can tell.”
You nodded, somewhat dejectedly.
“So, we can do this,” he added, and you raised your eyes to meet his. He smiled warmly. “We want to.”
“I…” Trailing off, you blinked back another wave of emotion. “Thank you,” you whispered and looked down at your phone. You accidentally hit a button and your lock screen brightened, the face of the man before you clearly there.
“Uh, nice lock screen,” he mumbled and then hurried back to the table where the others were eating.
You don’t know how you didn’t just melt away right then from mortification, realising his pink cheeks were from seeing that when he hung up before.
He must think I’m insane.
Somehow, you were able to return to being professional and served several more customers before you received a text from Elle saying she was just getting a park in the express stay area. Looking at the time, you only had ten minutes left of your shift, so you continued with your handover tasks to a colleague and then moved into the kitchen to make sure there were no remaining jobs you needed to do before clocking out.
Bee sidled up to you when you were collecting your belongings. “So. What’s going on that made you run to Lynda before?”
“Not much.”
“Nothing to do with the cute guys over there that keep looking at you?” She gestured to the small window that showed out into the lounge.
You flushed. “They’re a Korean rock band.”
“You’re joking?”
“No. And they’re my favourite band. Lynda gave a pass for my friend to get in. I don’t even know how it happened. One minute I was serving them. And then I was just ringing Elle to let her know and they overheard me and told me how long they’re here for.”
“So, they’re cool with this?”
“They seem to be since they know we can’t go to their concert on Saturday.”
“Ohhh,” your workmate breathed, nodding once. “That concert. Hey, this is pretty cool. Reckon I could get their autograph?”
“You don’t even know who they are,” you replied with a laugh and Bee grinned.
“No, but they’re famous, right? Who knows, I could come to like them.”
You side-eyed your friend knowingly and then shrugged. “Probably. They’re decent people.”
“It seems it. Oh, your phone is buzzing. Better answer it.”
Waving off Bee, you collected your bag and then answered the phone to a breathless Elle. “I’m here. Now what do I do?”
You agreed for Elle to wait at a place you both knew of in the terminal and then headed out to meet her and bring her through security. She was vibrating with excited nerves when you found her, her hands rushing out to grip you.
“How have you not fainted?!”
“I almost did.”
“Wonpil spoke to me on the phone, Y/N. Kim Wonpil. You have seen your idol in person!”
“I know. And Dowoon, and Sungjin and Young K too.”
“Lord, what are we doing here? What did you say for this to occur?”
Thinking back, you shook your head. “I think it was what I didn’t say. They had no idea I was ringing you and then it just snowballed. I just had to tell you. I wasn’t going to invade their private space, just meet up with you here so we could have a late lunch and be in the same building as Day6. That was all!”
Elle laughed a little forcefully. “And now I’m going to meet them?”
“Yeah.”
“Wow. I don’t know. This is insane.”
“It’s so like them to be kind like this too.”
Elle nodded. “Definitely. Okay. Let’s do this before I overthink it.”
Going through security, you realised your best friend hadn’t been on this side of the airport before as she swung her head this way and that, looking at all the shops and sights that were foreign to her. Leading her through to the lounge you worked in, you greeted Donna at the desk and held up the pass for Elle, your other hand gripping your best friend nervously.
You didn’t quite understand how seeing Day6 had rendered you like this. On some level, it was normal discourse between a fan and an idol, but you felt juvenile for some reason. You could tell Elle was reaching the edge of her tether, the girl who didn’t like to cry in public blinking furiously now.
“Oh hey, you’re back,” Younghyun greeted brightly, picking up a napkin and wiping his mouth and hands before getting up. “And you’re the best friend, right?”
Elle did what you never expected. She burst into tears. Which was the worst thing she could have done because you could feel your own emotions rising. Without hesitation, Younghyun pulled her into a hug, trying to laugh it off. You knew why she was crying though. On some level, it had to do with them being a group you’d both followed from debut, but seeing the four members who had no idea that they had been such a solace and joy to her mother during her last months alive was too much. Somehow, she managed to say so, and with Younghyun translating to the others, as well as their general understanding of English, the smiles faded, and you watched as the four members, and even their crew, showed genuine sympathy and awe.
“We just thought we were doing a nice thing,” Sungjin said with a short laugh, rubbing the back of his head with one hand whilst he held Elle’s hand that he had reached out for when she was explaining the loss.
Dowoon had moved to give you a hug, which was comforting, more than you had expected. It was a barrier that only fan and idol could cross without it being too much, and you were thankful that all the years loving on such genuine boys had paid off. They were decent humans, and you knew you would continue to support them forever.
Wonpil cleared his throat in a quiet moment, his voice sounding a little hoarse. You realised he had cried whilst you had been in Dowoon’s embrace. “What was your Mum’s favourite song?”
You and Elle both said Deep in Love at the same time, and it went unspoken, as all four members shared a look, that they would do something. Still, as you spent the rest of the time they gave you taking pics, talking, and getting things signed, you didn’t realise how kind their final gift would be, even after they had hugged you each and truly made your lives brighter.
“Well,” Elle said, hitting play on the video you had up on the TV, the sounds of a familiar band starting up. “Good luck on stage tonight, Day6.”
“Watching this concert is a good consolation,” you mentioned, reaching for some M&Ms and nestling back into the sofa.
Elle nodded. “Would have been epic in person tonight. But how many Kiwi Myday can say they have a whole camera roll of Day6 on it?”
“And a video of them singing acapella just for them.”
“A true blessing. I still can’t believe it.” Elle grinned. “Did you know Younghyun said I was even prettier because of my tears when I realised how terrible the photos would look after I sobbed so much?”
“You’ve told me,” you reminded her kindly with a smile. “But you do look pretty in the photos.”
“Not as good as you and Wonpil in your new lockscreen photo. He was so cute when he hugged you like that.”
You tapped the screen of your phone to watch it light up, having no idea Bee had snapped you such a candid moment. Of course, the woman had come over to get a signature that they had been all too happy to give to her. What you hadn’t realised was her taking a photo of Wonpil hugging you. She didn’t hear what he had said to you when he had though, thank goodness.
“Thank you for loving us. I won’t forget this moment.”
It made you smile brighter as you got settled into watching the concert from a few years back. You were over an hour and a half in when Elle sat up suddenly, her phone in her hand.
“Holy shit. I had a friend at the concert tonight and I didn’t know. She’s just sent me something.”
“What?”
Leaning over, Elle hit play on a video to show you both. It was the large screen in Spark Arena, focusing on Younghyun, who looked over and Sungjin and then smiled.
Sungjin cleared his throat, pulling the mic closer to himself. “So we have a song that we haven’t played at any other concert on this tour.”
“Oh my God,” Elle breathed, blindly reaching out to grip your forearm.
“That’s right,” Younghyun added, grinning out at the crowd. “We met some fans at the airport the other day who couldn’t make it to the concert. They really touched us with their story why, and tonight we want them to know we’re singing a song for a special lady we wished we had gotten to meet.”
Tears started to blur the video in front of you, and Elle was openly sobbing.
Wonpil leaned into his microphone. “This song is Deep in Love, and we hope you can hear us from here, Kay.”
It was hard on the first watch through to even hear the song with how hard you were both crying. But after a few replays, you were able to enjoy the song and tribute to your family member.
Elle held the phone to her chest. “This is the best gift I’ve ever received.”
“And to think they weren’t even the real VVIPs to come in that day to the lounge.”
Elle frowned. “Was there meant to be one?”
“Yeah. Another rock group. But Day6 were definitely the band I’d rather have a meet-cute with.”
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