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champagne & butterflies

sungjin x reader (fluff)

a/n: requested by the lovely @god1ess, whom i love and adore with my whole heart uwu

prompt: “can i have this dance?”

You’re going to murder Jae. It’s not a threat, it’s a promise, because who exactly does that scrawny kid think he is, convincing you to come to this launch party and then ditching you? Your grip on the stem of your champagne flute tightens as you curl into yourself, shoulders hunching in a very improper fashion, but you can’t bring yourself to care. For once, you wish Jae was taller so you could actually find him amidst the crowd.

It makes you even more sullen to think that he’s probably chatting and catching up with industry friends he hasn’t seen in a while. You don’t want to ruin his fun, but you just feel so out of place that you can’t help it. The only other people you recognize are his bandmates, but you refuse to bother them. Just because you’re Jae’s friend and were briefly their coworker shouldn’t mean they have to babysit you.

You suddenly regret flying to Korea and coming to the album launch party. So what if you co-wrote a couple of songs on the album — nobody needed you here! You toss back the last of your champagne when you notice someone’s eyes on you, unfamiliar and dark, before walking along the wall to another corner of the room. On the way, you snag another flute off a passing tray and begin nursing it, swiveling your head in an attempt to find anyone you recognize—

“Y/N!” Someone calls. You whip around and find Dowoon waving at you. You can see that he’s standing on the edge of a small circle of people, amongst them are Wonpil and Sungjin — you’re saved. Dowoon’s carefree smile is enough to make you feel less like an intruder in their conversation, and soon you fall into a conversation with him (bless his soul, he’s trying to converse with you in English. You almost melt on the spot when he beams proudly at the end of every sentence).

“Are you having fun?” He asks, and you manage to genuinely smile at him in response.

“Ah, yeah. I just feel… awkward, I guess?” Despite being nervous, you try not to speak too quickly so Dowoon can hear you clearly amidst the crowd. He pouts slightly, elbowing you.

“Don’t be nervous,” he implores. “We’re friends!”

That, finally, draws a giggle out of you and makes some of the tension to leave your shoulders. You pat him on the shoulder and thank him, really and truly honored that he thinks of you as his friend and not just Jae’s weird lyricist friend. Before you can say anything else, Young K swoops in and grabs his arm, apologizing to you as he pulls the younger man away to introduce him to someone at the party. You find yourself awkwardly occupying the space Dowoon had, between and slightly behind Sungjin and Wonpil, but unlike him you can’t seem to make your way into the conversation. So, you simply use the two men’s bodies like shields, sipping at your champagne and allowing your gaze to look over the crowd, rolling your eyes when you find Jae flirting with a cute girl by the DJ’s booth. Of course.

And considering you see him there, you should really have anticipated the shift in the music, the call from the DJ to find a dance partner as the pop soundtracks from before disappear in lieu of soft ballads. You glare at Jae, but he doesn’t see you, his eyes trained on the girl he’s now leading to the dance floor. Jerk!

But, well, you are kind of happy for him. People begin leaving the dance floor, and soon you find yourself awkward shuffling to the side with only Sungjin beside you, Wonpil caught somewhere in the crowd. For the first time that night, the leader’s eyes meet yours, and he smiles almost sheepishly as he greets you.

“Are you having a nice time?” He asks. He sounds more nervous than Dowoon had, and he’s speaking in his native language. You shrug and set your empty glass of champagne down on a nearby table.

“Not as much as Jae, evidently.” You jerk your chin towards him where he’s dancing pretty cornily with the girl from before, and Sungjin lets out an amused chuckle. For a moment, the two of you fall into a slightly uncomfortable silence, with your gaze trained on Jae and thinking back to awkward school dances in California and Sungjin’s gaze trained on the side of your face. He clears his throat,

“Do you like dancing?” You startle slightly at his sudden question, then lift one shoulder in a noncommittal shrug.

“I guess,” you reply. “I’m not very good at it, but it’s fun with the right person. You know?” When you turn to face Sungjin again, you’re a bit shocked at both the intensity of his gaze and the seemingly flushed nature of his ears and cheeks. You wonder if maybe the room is too warm for him, but before you can offer to get him out of the venue he suddenly holds out his hand to you the way you had just seen your lanky best friend do to the girl moments before.

“Y/N,” he starts, licking his lips nervously. “Can I have this dance?”

Your heart skips a beat, more intensely than it had even when you’d gotten the call you’d be working with Day6. All the music fades away for a moment, as cliche as it sounds, your own heartbeat ringing in your ears as you take in Sungjin in his suit. It only takes a moment for you to regain your bearings and let out a breathless laugh,

“Sure.” The group leader smiles brightly at you as you place your hand in his, gently drawing you to the dance floor.

As you and Sungjin dance poorly on the outskirts of the crowd, you can’t keep the laughter from bubbling up. The familiar feeling of butterflies fills your stomach and suddenly, you’re kind of glad Jae ditched you. (But you’re still gonna give him hell for it later.)

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