❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧' — 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧 . . . ❞

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”Hm . . .”

Lana hums as her makeup artist applies mascara, focusing steadily on the eye. She was getting all dolled up before her concert here at the Primavera Sound, an annual Barcelona music festival. You have been traveling with her for a while, being her personal assistant and all.

Lately, she has been doing a bunch of concerts ranging from Coachella to Hangout Fest. If you were being honest here, you were kinda getting jet lagged from traveling constantly — but at least you get to spend more time with Lana. She was the best boss you’ve ever had.

She was really considerate and gentle with you — unlike most celebrities you have associated with in the past, she wasn’t harsh on you and knew that your mistakes were mistakes. Even if you get her coffee order wrong.

Though, you can’t help but wish your relationship with her would transcend from a mere boss and assistant relationship . . .

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Lana sat comfortably in her chair as the stylist intricately styles her hair, combing it slowly while her makeup artist starts to finish her makeup. She would usually do her makeup herself but on tour, it’s a different story. Dreams by Fleetwood Mac plays in the background as she gets ready, humming to the song.

Her legs crossed as she looks at herself in the mirror, your reflection showing in the corner of the room — watching her and admiring how she looked in the moment. You would usually watch her when her makeup is being touched on, it was oddly fascinating. Her getting her makeup done was as pretty as her without makeup.

The stylist pulls away as they go to grab some materials while the makeup artist finished. Lana herself then applies some matte lipgloss on her lips with ease before turning her chair to you, a subtle smile appearing on her face. “You really like watching me have my makeup done, don’t you?”