Hi, I read some of your other requests and those were amazing and they inspired me to come up with a request my own... (I get little flashes of images but suck at putting those into words LOL)
Established relationship, Polytrix x backup dancer!reader
It's the day of a big show and also the reader's bday. R doesn't like receiving the attention so they never mention it. But, when a group of R's fans show up cheering about the bday, R starts to get tripped up and miss a bunch of cues (teasing and fluff ensues)
Got it — you want Polytrix (Rumi x Mira x Zoey), established relationship, reader’s a backup dancer, big concert day, but also reader’s birthday — except you didn’t tell anyone… except your fans apparently ratted you out mid-show, causing utter chaos and relentless teasing.
Polytrix x Backup Dancer!Reader – Birthday Ambush
The stadium was vibrating. Lights, smoke, screaming fans — just another night in the chaotic glory that was a Polytrix show. You were locked into the choreography, every step drilled into muscle memory after months of rehearsals. Nothing could throw you off.
You’d slipped into the venue hours ago without mentioning the date to anyone. Birthdays weren’t your thing — the idea of being the center of attention made you want to crawl under a table and live there forever.
But apparently, a group of your fans didn’t get that memo.
You caught it during the second verse of Neon Riot — right there, front row, a cluster of people with a massive banner:
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY [Y/N]!!”
And, just to make sure you couldn’t pretend you didn’t see it, they were chanting your name between lyrics.
Your brain short-circuited. Mid-spin, you completely missed the cue for the next move and stumbled half a step behind the other dancers.
From center stage, Rumi definitely noticed. Her eyes locked on you with a grin that was all teeth.
“Ohhh?” she said into her mic between lines, in that teasing sing-song tone that always spelled trouble. “Someone’s got a special day, huh?”
Mira’s head snapped toward you instantly, and you swore you saw her smirk before she purposefully drifted closer, still dancing flawlessly. “Birthday?” she mouthed.
Zoey, meanwhile, didn’t even try to hide her reaction — she barked out a laugh mid-step, her mic picking it up so the crowd joined in. “You didn’t tell us?!” she said over the beat.
You wanted the stage to swallow you whole. “Focus!” you hissed as you tried to catch back up to the choreography.
Halfway through the next song, Rumi made a dramatic spin that ended right in front of you — where she proceeded to very obviously shoot finger-guns at you before winking at the crowd. Mira “accidentally” brushed your hand during a partner move and leaned in just enough to whisper, “Can’t hide from us now.” And Zoey? She choreo-broke mid-dance just to blow you a kiss and shout “Birthday baby!” into her mic.
By the final song, the teasing had escalated into chaos. During the bridge, the girls actually pulled you to the front line with them. The roar from the crowd nearly drowned out the music. You were laughing despite yourself, cheeks burning so hot you were surprised the stage lights didn’t melt you entirely.
When the set ended, Rumi slung an arm over your shoulders and held her mic up for the entire stadium to hear. “Everybody say happy birthday to our favorite dancer!”
The fans screamed it in unison. You groaned. Mira kissed your cheek from one side, Zoey from the other, and Rumi gave you a quick squeeze before adding, “We’re celebrating after. No arguments.”
You were doomed. But with the way they were all grinning at you, you couldn’t even pretend to be mad.
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