#mdzs musican au

[tangledinmdzs]

sing your heart away, junior quartet hcs

i’ve been having a really fun time daydreaming about various modern aus with the juniors so here’s a fun one

a musician au and who the juniors would be to you in the music industry (minor inspiration from the K-Music Scene)

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Lan Sizhui

your producer

you sigh, a bit loudly to yourself, fixing the bulky headphones on your head

“be careful not to breath too hard onto the mics please, y/n-ah” a voice reminds you from outside the booth

“yes yes, sorry,” you apologize quickly, taking an anxious step back and giving some space between you and the equipment

there’s an awkward pause before the small click of the talking icon outside the booth lights up and the head producer speaks again

“don’t stand too far now, we won’t be able to hear you” the same gentle, but snobbish voice reminds 

you hold back your second sigh in the last 10 minutes and take a tentative step closer to the mic, once again fixing your headphones

“i’m sorry, i’m just... a little nervous” 

you’re a lot more honest than you should be, especially with how everyone is in the industry

you don’t understand why you’ve got the jitters so bad

you’ve sang in front of way more than three people before

but today you were really, actually, recording your voice for the first time and you’re feeling a little more than scared-

“there’s nothing to be nervous about, you are a good singer” 

you perk up at the different voice over the booth intercom, looking out of the screen to meet eyes with your newest acquaintance  

Lan Sizhui was the famed youngest producer of the industry, having made a name for himself even though he’s barely a few years older than you

he’s already being known as someone who is dedicated and tedious in his craft and mixing music

it had been a great opportunity to be able to snag some studio time with him

you guess you’re feeling the heat, since he’s here in person to judge your singing

“please, whenever you’re ready. i’ll be behind the levels so just sing and leave the rest to me,” Sizhui’s reassuring voice rings in the booth you’re in

you look over at him, sparing a small smile before taking his reassurance to heart

seeing that you’ve grounded yourself, Sizhui plays the track behind you and the rest of the studio quiets as you begin to sing

Sizhui’s hands don’t even come near the levels

you sing so well

and really it’s no surprise

that’s why he wanted to work with you after all 

well one of the reasons, (^ω~)

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Lan Jingyi

your group choreographer

you’re sweating bullets

today is D-7, a week before you big group performance and three days before your dress rehearsal

everyone wanted everything to be ready to the tee

“good job everyone, let’s call it a day for now,” Jingyi calls out to the rest of your group

you let out a long breath, dropping to the floor and grabbing your water bottle by the mirrors

you really needed the break and just the time to go over your moves again

soon you’re hitching on your backpack to follow the rest of your group member’s out 

as you’re leaving you hear your name called somewhere between all the noise

when you turn around, you’re surprised to see Jingyi looking at you

when he catch your eye he smiles a small smile,

“go back to the dorms first, i’ll catch up” you tell one of your group members before turning back to meet Jingyi, who’s walking up to you

“hey, y/n, i wanted to talk to you a bit, about one part of the dance” Jingyi starts, pleasantries skipped 

you hum at him, a bit surprised that he’s holding you back. 

usually you were one of the first to catch his choreography and he rarely had any problems with you

Jingyi catches your worried eyes and immediately elaborates,

“not that there’s anything jarringly wrong, you’ve made immense improvements since before. this is just me, nitpicking the details to make it perfect” Jingyi then ends his statement with a funny gesture and you feel a bit of the heaviness in your chest lift

“alright then, i’ll take your advice dance mentor” you answer back and take a deep breath as you take off your backpack

“i know you’re a bit tired from today’s practice, but i want you to look your best” Jingyi encourages as you take your place next to him

you stare at him in the mirror, smiling despite the heavy sweat on your brow

“i know and i appreciate it,” you reply honestly which causes him to smile

“let’s do this”

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Jin Ling

your manager

“so you’ve got a photoshoot in about 3 hours after this interview. we might have to leave early because of traffic; did you bring your stuff yet?” Jin Ling nags at you and you groan

“yes mom,” you grumble, fixing your bag and avoiding the look that Jin Ling levels at you

“look, i’m telling you the schedule so that you don’t act all confused and shellshocked once we get to the site and you go ‘oh, what to do, what do i do? i don’t know how to take care of my own schedule’” Jin Ling mocks your voice and you huff out a disbelieving laugh at his antics

“i heard you the first time A-Ling, you don’t need to repeat my entire week schedule on the entire car ride” you tell him, turning away from the window to level an eyebrow at him

Jin Ling’s scowl wasn’t second to anyone, but he deflates once he stares at you for too long

“i just remind you because you have-”

“the tendency to forget, i know that. and i know that you probably know me better than myself” you reiterate from all the times that he has told you

you send him a half smile even after you mock him a bit, because you do appreciate all the work he does to plan and schedule all of your events for you

“i know,” you say and hopes he understands

Jin Ling holds your stare a bit longer before looking away with a huff

but you’re not too worried, when you see him hide a small half smile of his own as he clicks his pen on his clipboard

“driver, would you mind stepping a bit on the gas, i want to give y/n some extra time before the next schedule,”

“no problem”

you smile to yourself as you stare out of the passing scenery

leave it to Jin Ling to handle everything 

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Ouyang Zizhen

your group member

you look up from where you’re lounging on the couch, hearing the dorm room door click open

you perk your ears, tuning in on the sluggish way that the person just entering is kicking off their shoes

a dull thud of a bag being dropped in the doorway is the biggest giveaway that this is not your other girl group member

so when tall person in a grey hoodie and a black face mask walks in, you can tell from a mile away who it is

“don’t you know we have a show recording tomorrow, why are you getting home so late?” you shout to Zizhen who literally walks pass your small living room to the kitchen

he always ignores you, he’s so annoying

you really think that he might have just not heard you but he returns to stand at the threshold of the kitchen doorway, a cold sandwich in his mouth

“had a variety show shoot, they kept me late” he responds after basically inhaling the sandwich 

even after dorming with him for the last 2 years, you still have yet to understand how he doesn’t need to chew his food to ingest it

“is that gonna be enough?” you ask him, when you see him pick at the small sauce stuck to the plastic wrap of the sandwich

at your question he looks up at you, a hopeful glint in his eyes

you already know what he’s going to ask so you beat him to the punchline

“make your own ramen” you tell him, curling back onto the sofa as he whines at the doorway

how this dude is 4 years older than you, you will never know

“i’m so tired, y/n-ah! spare some good will and help a bro out!” he whines and runs to kneel by where you’re lying on the couch

he even goes through the extent of shaking all the feeling out of your arm

and really, you don’t want to

but you make his stupid ramen anyway