#anyway yeah I thought it would be funny if Chen tried to pull some classic villain manipulation and Garm is not having it

[frost-the-ice-dragon]

Missing scene from Master of Destruction

[yourkeeperoftherunners]

Avec Nocturne Ch. 1

Summary: AU A little thing called the flu forced him to call out sick for days. What he didn’t bargain for was his workplace hiring a girl to spin the tracks while he was out. He’s pissed off but why’s he thinking random thoughts about her?

Rating: PG-13 (Language, Strip Club setting, Flirting, Mentions of the flu)

Characters: DJ!Chanyeol x Kit OC, featuring appearances of OT12 members

Notes: This is a spin-off (no pun intended!) series of Unwind written by @xiubaek13 and @oh-beyond. (Written with their blessing – thank you!) I own nothing except for my own OC and the content written here. (I recommend reading Unwind first to get a better understanding of the story’s universe.) I do not claim to be an expert in DJ-ing. Banner created by me. Absolutely no reposting anywhere else as your own!

“What do you mean you’re sick?!” Luhan demanded as he pressed the phone to his ear.

Chanyeol wheezed as he forced himself to continue talking, his other hand gripping the counter. “I’ve got…ugh! The flu!” He turned his head and coughed weakly, gulping as he tried to keep the contents of his breakfast down. “Fever, chills – cough!”

Luhan twisted his lips into a disgusted look and moved away from the doorway, trying to block out the wails of the young woman he left in the basement. “Don’t come in then,” he replied.

“No I wouldn’t – cough! Cough!” Chanyeol uttered as he hunched over the sink. He groaned as he tried to push himself up to a straight standing position. “I’m in…no condition to spin today.”

“Well rest okay,” Luhan sighed. “You’ve got plenty of time off banked – to be honest I think you were nearing the limit.” He paused when he heard silence and frowned, straining to hear Jangmi’s voice. “I’ll talk later – need to go check something.”

“Chanyeol I told you to stay in bed,” D.O. scolded him as he pried the phone out of his hand. “Soup’s almost done and I’m brewing honey ginger yuzu tea – take small sips. If you can’t keep fluids down, you might have to go to the hospital.”

Chanyeol weakly raised a hand and shook it, muttering that he didn’t want to go to the hospital. D.O. sighed as he secured his mask and helped the taller boy back to bed.

He placed a water bottle on his nightstand and passed over a plastic bucket. “If you need anything, just text me. Don’t try to talk too much.” He excused himself to check the soup and yanked the rubber gloves off his hands before texting a warning to Baekhyun about avoiding Chanyeol for a few days, unless he had the proper gear for the visit.

“What were you so upset about earlier?” Xiumin asked when the pair was alone. He nursed a small espresso cup in his hands and watched as his partner paced back and forth.

Everything, he thought. Those troublesome girls, his dancers getting out of line (especially Suho), and now his DJ was on his sickbed before the weekend, which was a busy period for their establishment.

“If you’re going to ask about Minah,” Xiumin began.

“I’m not,” Luhan cut him off. “I’ll talk about her and Jangmi later but we have a bigger problem on our hands – Chanyeol just called and said he’s sick with the flu.”

Xiumin abruptly set his mug down and sat up straighter. “Please tell me he is on the tail end of it?”

Luhan shook his head no and Xiumin groaned as he messed up his hair.

“We don’t even have a backup, do we?” Xiumin asked.

Luhan sighed as he ran through the list of staff members in his head. Some of them like Chen could sing – many times he caught the young man singing a tune at the desk and it sounded decent, but that would be a problem if they had a high volume of clients come in. Others like Sehun could rap but then it was the same issue. He couldn’t spare Kai or Lay as they were the main entertainment and he couldn’t recall if anyone on staff was super tech-savvy with the DJ equipment like Chanyeol. 

“Maybe call Kris and see if he can ask one of his connections last minute?” Xiumin spoke up. “He does know people all over.”

Lu nodded as he pressed the speed dial option on his phone for Kris. He leaned against his desk as he waited for the owner to pick up.

“Yes?”

“Kris, we’re short a DJ for tonight and the weekend – possibly longer,” he sighed, “Chanyeol’s called out sick and I don’t want him coming in and spreading germs. You wouldn’t happen to know anyone who can DJ, do you?”

He bit his lip as he heard Kris pause before chuckling lightly on the other end.

“Funny you should mention that,” Kris drawled. “A couple of nights ago, I scouted an amateur DJ at a nightclub in Gangnam – she was a last minute switch for the original entertainment. Word has it she was attending the performance as a guest and happened to be sharing a mix on her phone in line – owner heard the mix and boom! She was pulled from the end of the line and asked to mix on the spot. Crowd was frosty at first until she dropped a sick mashup of Bang! Bang! and Dumb Dumb in the booth. By the end of the night, everyone’s asking for her card and name.”

Xiumin perked up as Kris described her and nodded slowly, a thoughtful look on his face. “You got her info I take it?”

“Yeah course I did – let me call her and see if she can stop in tonight,” Kris replied.

“Wait, I’d rather hear a sample of her work,” Luhan spoke up. “If she proves to be as good as you say she is, I’m all for it.”

“I’ll ask her to bring some samples then,” Kris said. He pulled the phone away from his ear and began scrolling through the Audio Recording app. “Unless you guys want to hear part of the mix she did?”

“I’ve got a better idea – how about we have her do a test mix and see if Kai or Lay can dance to it?” Xiumin added. “That way we can see how well she thinks on her feet and if she’s a fit for our dancers.”

“Uhh is this the right place?” the girl asked with a quirk of her brows. She slammed the door to Kris’s car and shifted her messenger bag to her other shoulder. “I mean, not to judge but I hope you’re not thinking I’m gonna be doing double duty with spinning and taking my clothes off.”

Kris shook his head as he held the door open for her and she slipped through the entrance, fingers wrapped around the strap of her bag. Chen blinked when he first saw the young woman step through the doorway and he started to get up from his seat.

“Ah I’m sorry Miss we’re not op – oh Kris-ge!” Chen said when he spotted the owner walking in behind her.

Kris nodded and asked Chen where Lu and Xiumin were.

“I’ll let them know you’re looking for them,” Chen replied as he looked for his radio. “What should I tell them?”

Kris gestured to the young woman and said, “I’ve brought the backup DJ I was telling them about. She’ll be filling in for Chanyeol while he’s sick.”

“IF, she proves herself first,” Luhan stated as he emerged from the hallway leading to his office. He buttoned his jacket and glanced over his shoulder, Xiumin following behind him. Both of them studied the girl that stood before them at 5’4”, clad in a slightly oversized t-shirt, dark shorts, and a well-worn pair of Dr. Martens. Xiumin kept his eyes on her face as he sidled up to Chen with a grin.

“Chen, did you check her ID yet? Can’t have any underage people, even if they’re temporarily working here.”

“She’s old enough,” Kris spoke up. He prompted the girl in English to produce her passport and she fished it out of her bag, passing it over to Chen without hesitation.

Chen looked at it and blinked when he saw the navy blue cover with gold lettering spelling out United States of America. He flipped to the inside and crosschecked the picture on the cover with the girl standing before him. Kit Naye Adler, 1990-06-21, US citizen.

“Yes Xiumin, she’s definitely of age,” Chen replied as he passed back the passport. He smiled brightly at the young woman and grasped her hand in both of his. “Hello Kit-noona, welcome to Korea!” he said in English, “I am Chen and I’m looking forward to hearing your music.”

Luhan rolled his eyes at Chen’s introduction and stepped forward, extending a hand to her. “Hello, I am Luhan and this is Xiumin. So, what is a little girl like you doing so far from home?”

The girl raised a brow at him and took his hand to shake it firmly. “Uh sir, this ‘little girl’ is actually in her late twenties. Anyways, I’m looking for information on my birth parents, slash my brother’s friend needed someone to rent his apartment out to while he’s serving his 2 years.”

“Oh, the classic adoption/find your real parents story – I see,” Luhan said as he dropped her hand.

Xiumin quickly shook hands with her and nodded over at the entrance to the main performance area. “Shall we get started on the demo?”

Lu glanced over at Chen and asked him to send Lay in. Chen nodded as he located his radio and paged Lay.

“We’re interested to see how quickly you think on your feet,” he explained after he unlocked the DJ booth. He spotted Lay entering from the corner of his eye and beckoned him over. “This is one of our dancers – let’s see if you can mix something up for him to dance to.”

Kit slipped past Luhan and began to unpack her bag, pulling out a laptop and several auxiliary cords. She began plugging things into the speakers and her laptop, switching from her desktop to the mixing and music program windows. She bent down to check the speakers and controls to make sure everything was on.

Lay stopped by the trio and frowned when he spotted the young woman in the DJ booth instead of the tall, hyperactive young man he was used to seeing. “Is Chanyeol no longer DJ-ing for us?” he asked in a low voice.

Kris shook his head and explained that the young woman was being considered as a backup while Chanyeol was sick. “She’s going to do a mashup live and we’ll see if its something you can dance to.”

Lay nodded as he undid an extra button on his shirt, squaring his shoulders as he made his way to the DJ booth.

“Hello Miss, I’m Lay – I didn’t know we’d be getting such a lovely DJ tonight,” he murmured as he leaned his head inside the box.

“Nice to meet you – I’m Kit. Not sure I’ve got the gig yet – your boss over there seems skeptical,” Kit muttered as she fished out her headphones and looped them around her neck. She removed a hair tie from her wrist and pulled her long dark hair to one side, braiding it quickly before raising one of the headphone ears to her left ear.

“You um, might wanna head up there,” she said, gesturing to the stage, “I’ll get something queued up for you in a sec.”

“Oh I have a feeling it will be good,” Lay remarked with a wink. “I’ll dance to almost anything – give me a good melody and I can make it work.”

“All right then, surprise it is,” Kit said as she plugged in a few songs to mix together.

Lay headed to the stage, ascending the steps, and striking a pose. “Ready whenever you are Miss KitKat!”

Kit glanced up, giving him a thumbs-up as she started playing the first song.

Nae pi ttam nunmul nae majimak chumeul da gajyeoga ga

Lay closed his eyes as he listened to the melody of “Blood, Sweat, and Tears”, the pitch higher than usual. In the background he heard EDM beats blended with the K-Pop song and hints of a deeper male voice humming. Hands ran through his hair, slipping down the sides of his neck slowly. He moved his hips to hit the downbeats of the lyrics, swiveling his body down as the female voice wailed the chorus of “Cold Water.”

And if you feel you're sinking, I will jump right over Into cold, cold water for you

As her vocals faded out, the beat slowed slightly and he bit his lip as a deep male voice came in, crooning the beginning of the chorus for “Closer.”

So, baby, pull me closer In the backseat of your Rover That I know you can't afford

He moved his hands down his torso and smiled as the unique blend of Korean and English lyrics filled his ears. His hips popped out as the BTS chorus kicked in and he swayed gracefully in a circle, moving in time with the music fluidly. It was an unusual combo of two, no three! songs – but the overall combo was kind of sexy in an upbeat way. His hands wandered down his hips and he smirked as thrust in time to the chorus as Xiumin, Lu, and Kris looked on.

“I heard K-Pop but I’m certain that’s also –”

“She mixed some English top hits in there,” Kris confirmed. “You’d never think that these three songs would ever work together if you hear them separately, but she – yeah, she makes it sound effortless.”

Luhan nodded as he tilted his head in Kit’s direction. “She can spin well for a girl.”

Kris snorted as he crossed his arms over his chest, “She can spin, period. I’ve seen the clown she took over for and she’s smoother in her transitions than him.” He glanced over at Lu and Xiumin, nodding over at Lay, who was lost in his dance. “Lay seems sold – we good here?”

“Yes she could work,” Xiumin mused. “I’m guessing that’s all she brought clothing-wise?”

“She looked like this when I first saw her – maybe a bit of liner and lipstick, but nah she’s pretty lowkey. The way I see it, she’s not distracting from our performers,” Kris said. “It’s very in – lots of girls are doing that oversized boyfriend shirt and shorts combo with boots.”

Kit darted her eyes up from her laptop as she faded out the songs, watching as Lay began to wrap up his dance. She pulled the headphones down to hang around her neck and met Kris’s eyes.

“So are they convinced or do they want me to get the hell out?” she called out.

Kris shot her a thumbs up and Lu nodded with a curious look. Xiumin gave a sharp nod and thanked Lay, telling him he could leave. Lay bowed before stepping off the stage, running a hand through his hair, which was starting to flop over his eyes. He passed the DJ booth and leaned against the doorway.

“That was…hot and a lot of fun Miss KitKat,” he teased with a smile. “I hope we can play again soon.”

“Lay-ge, she’s going to be here tonight and for a few nights until Chanyeol recovers,” Kris confirmed as he walked over to the dancer.

“You got any makeup with you?” Luhan asked as he tilted his head.

“Uh maybe one lipstick, why?” Kit asked with a baffled look.

Lu held his hand out, motioning for her to pull it out and show it to him. She blinked before rummaging in her bag and fishing out a rectangular tube with a burgundy metallic finish.

“Chateau Wine?” Xiumin asked as he craned his neck to see.

Kit shook her head and tossed it over to Lu. “Bloodroses. Don’t ask – I didn’t come up with the moody name.”

Luhan hummed as he twisted the tube up and studied the deep crimson color thoughtfully. The lipstick had a faint fruity scent to it – pleasant but surprising for such a dark color. Roses, huh? Like…Jangmi – wait, why was he thinking about her right now? He turned his head to cough before recapping the tube and tossing it back to Kit.

“Wear that,” he said. “Oh and keep your hair down – it compliments the look better.”

Kit snorted as she crossed her arms over her chest. “Is he always this demanding about appearances?” she asked Kris.

He shot her a look before telling Lu that she would comply with his requests tonight.

Whatever, she thought with a roll of her eyes as she undid her hair tie and tossed it into a pocket. She fished out her phone and used it to apply the lipstick. Once she was satisfied with the application, she put her phone away and threw the tube back into her bag.

“Better Sir?” she asked with a sarcastic smile, hands thrown out to the side.

Xiumin looked closely and Lu nodded in approval. Lay was headed backstage when he heard Kit ask if she looked more presentable for the evening. He paused and glanced over his shoulder, blinking at the changes. Amazing how a bit of lipstick and those loose waves from her braid made a difference.

“Remember: you’re here to play music, not flirt with the customers or performers,” Luhan said as he stepped closer to the booth. “You get a 15 minute break. No drinking while you’re working. Also be careful with the equipment – any damage or theft I will come after you and expect you to pay for it. Anyone gets out of hand you let D.O. know – he’s our security person. Got it?”

“Sounds easy to do,” Kit remarked as she crossed her arms over her chest. “Question, how long am I covering for this Chanyeol guy you keep mentioning?”

“We’ll tell you when he’s ready to come back,” Lu replied with a wave of his hand. “I assume you’re free for the next few nights?”

“Yeah,” she replied. “Who else works here by the way? I figured Lay over there is one of your dancers, Chen’s on the desk, and you said D.O.’s security.”

“You’ll meet them eventually,” Xiumin added. “Oh and we open in a few minutes – you might want to get things started. We’ll discuss payment later but rest assured, you will be paid for your work.” He beckoned for the others to follow him to the lobby, leaving Kit to get set up in the booth for the evening.

“In other words, get to work,” Kit murmured in a low voice with a shake of her head, a faint smile on her face.

Song List

Dumbang – Dumb Dumb (Red Velvet) and Bang! Bang! (Jessie J feat. Arianna Grande and Nicki Minaj)

Closer Blood, Cold Sweat, and Tears – Closer (The Chainsmokers feat. Halsey), Cold Water (Major Lazer feat. Justin Bieber and Mø), and Blood, Sweat, and Tears (BTS)