No chair
Bangchan x 9th female reader
Masterlist
The atmosphere at the MAMA Awards was electric, but all you felt was a rising sense of panic. The group had just been ushered to their designated row in the artist area. You watched as Felix, Seungmin, and Hyunjin filed in, followed by the rest. By the time it was your turn to sit, the row of chairs had ended.
Eight chairs. Nine members.
The "Artist View" camera was already swinging toward your section. You stood there for a split second, frozen, feeling the eyes of a thousand fans in the stands on you.
"Y/N, why are you standing?" Chan whispered, leaning back. He looked at the empty floor space where your chair should have been and his eyes darkened for a fraction of a second—that classic "Leader Mode" frustration when the staff misses a detail regarding his members.
"There's no chair, Channie," you hissed under your breath, trying to keep a polite smile on your face for the cameras. "I'll just go stand by the stylists in the back—"
"No, you're not standing in the back for three hours," he said firmly.
Before you could argue, he reached out and hooked his hand around your waist, pulling you toward him. With a practiced ease that made it look completely intentional, he settled you onto his left knee.
"Chan!" you squeaked, your face heating up as you felt the eyes of the idols in the row behind you.
"Stay," he commanded softly, his voice low and steady. He adjusted his position, spreading his legs slightly to give you a more stable base. He wrapped one arm securely around your midsection, anchoring you against his chest so you wouldn't feel like you were teetering.
To the rest of the world watching the livestream, it looked like a powerful, protective statement. He didn't look bothered at all; he actually looked more comfortable with you there. Every time a performance ended, he would use his free hand to clap, and when the group stood up for a standing ovation, he made sure to lift you up first, keeping a hand on your back the entire time to make sure you didn't get bumped in the crowd.
The "Bang Chan" Details:
* The Scent: Being that close, you’re surrounded by his scent—a mix of expensive cologne and the faint smell of the hairspray from the dressing room.
* The Professionalism: He keeps his face composed for the cameras, but every few minutes he leans his head forward to whisper, "You okay? Legs falling asleep?"
* The Viral Clip: A fansite captures a 4K video of him absentmindedly playing with the rings on your hand while he's focused on the stage, completely unaware of the meltdown he's causing on social media.
Twitter (X) Reactions:
> @skz_supporter: CAN WE TALK ABOUT CHAN?? There wasn't a chair for Y/N and he just... pulled her onto his lap?? The way he's holding her waist so she doesn't fall? I'm crying.
> @chans_bin: The look he gave the staff when he realized the chair was missing... he was READY to fight, but then he just chose to be the chair instead. Best leader.
