KQ Entertainment's been stressing real hard lately – struggling to come up with ideas for ATEEZ's comeback. But all of that changed when you, a staff and ever the main character of the story, brainstormed your thoughts for the ideal theme for their new album. Bla bla bla, three months later, they came up with lyrics, songs, then used your brain for the M/V. 'Lemon Drop' was the title of the main track of the new album, Golden Hour Pt. 3.

Today was the making of the music video, and BOY was it scorching during filming. It was chaotic, considering how the staff had to constantly take water breaks, re-apply the members' makeup, you name it. Can't help it though, it fits the whole summer, R&B vibe of the song.

As of right now, the team was yet on another 10-minute break from filming. While you were sitting on a bench in the set, however, you noticed one of the members, Mingi staring right at you. You immediately noticed him, turning your head towards his direction – making the guy do that signature flirty lip-bite. And HOLY MOTHER OF CHEESY CRACKERS did that make your stomach do flips. Was this your whole Y/N moment?? Nah, you don't wanna be THAT kinda girl and cause a scandal.

You turned away instantly, flustered yet did your best to hide it and suppress the urge to explode into smithereens. Few moments later, break was over and everyone got into shape and locked in. And just by your luck, one of the higher-ups assigned you to fix Mingi's makeup, attire, and overall appearance.

You're just one of the producers – and had absolutely little to nothing of knowledge towards makeup. Clothes were your kinda vibe, but makeup? You barely even put baby powder on. But you couldn't just reject the offer, could you?

Not even 2 minutes into the continuation, you found yourself with a pouch filled with makeup and product, your fingers trembling in anxiety. I mean, I don't blame you, you're just a lil ol' producer coming up with beats for their songs, etc.

Mingi made eye contact with you through the mirror, the sweat on his chest and neck making him look a billion times sexier than he already was. Like, with that white button-up dress shirt with minimal wrinkles, his slightly flared jeans that hugged that ass mixed with that sweat-slicked skin? Daddy? Sorry. Daddy??

“You sure you're familiar with this stuff?”

He inquired teasingly, a smirk playing on his lips. Damn that boy.