#lee dino imagine

이건 전체 과정입니다. It’s a whole process.

Description: Working in a well known dance studio, you’re used to idols filming things. But Seventeen’s Dino is different and you find him rather adorable. Don’t worry, he thinks the same of you.
Warnings: None?
Genre: Fluff, Idol!Dino x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 2.5k 

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“Hey, (y/n), do you need anything from the cafe?” Lia walked over with Ben, one of the male staff members. “We’re taking a mass order since it’s probably going to be a long night.”

I diverted my eyes away from the computer screen and puckered my lips, “Mmm. Just an Americano.” I said and Ben quickly added my order to the list on his phone.

“You got it.” Ben said before he zoomed out of the studio.

“Are you sure you want to stay here?” Lia asked for the second time that night, “You really don’t have to.”

I shook my head, “It’s fine. I want to stay.” My words were true. I was always curious about the making of choreographies and that side of the dance world so whenever Lia stayed late, I usually did too, just watching from the sidelines. I dabbled in the dancing side but not the making side. That I could never figure out how to do.

She nodded her head and walked back into the studio where they were setting up, awaiting the arrival of our guests for the night.

Turning back to the computer, I resumed my task of adding new sign ups to their preferred classes. A few minutes later, four boisterous men walked in behind a calm, exhausted older male. They stop at my front desk; the male leading greeting me with a small smile while the other four have wide smiles painted on their face.

“Hi, which studio?” The lead male asked.

“Studio 6.” I told him and pointed to the room where Lia had disappeared not too long ago.

“Thank you.” He nodded and walked away.

The other four behind him smiled and thanked me but the shortest one kept his eyes on me a few seconds longer than the rest. With a small smirk, I gave him a small nod and he quickly turned around before I could catch the blush fully take over his cheeks.

I lowered my gaze and a rush of ‘what did I just do’ washed over me. I knew who they were before they even showed up. This filming had been in the schedule for WEEKS. It was Seventeen’s Performance Unit filming a dance thing here. Yeah, I knew who they were, and I knew Dino was the one looking at me. So what possessed me to be so bold like that? Well, probably the small ounce of 'fuck it’ that comes and goes with the wind. And boy, did it leave after they walked into the studio. Luckily, embarrassment was quick to fill it’s spot.

I ruffled my hair to try and ignore the impending tsunami of anxious thoughts before attempting to refocus on my screen.

I had just finished compiling the list of participants for the classes in two days when I noticed someone approaching.

“Hello.” I looked up at greeted Dino with a welcoming smile.

“Hey,” He said, a bit nervous, then cleared his throat. “Where’s the bathroom here?”

I pointed to the hallway behind me, “Down there. It’ll be the 3rd door on your left.”

Dino smiled in thanks, “Alright, cool. Thanks.” He said before shuffling down the hallway.

My head followed him slightly as he walked away and a small laugh bubbled in my chest. There was no denying that he was cute.

“Hey, hey.” Minghao rushed up to my desk, “Have you seen Dino?”

With wide eyes, I pointed behind me at the bathrooms. “Bathroom.”

Minghao tapped the ledge once before quickly walking off to the bathrooms. Not 1 minute later, he walked back out with Dino in tow.

“I told you, you should’ve gone before we got here.” Minghao scolded the youngest.

“Blah, blah, blah.” Dino playfully imitated Minghao.

I covered my mouth with my fist before lowering my head to cover up the laugh I could barely hold back. As I regained control of my composure, Ben struggled through the doors with one too many drink carriers balanced in his arms. I shot around the desk and grabbed a couple carriers full of Americanos so a disaster didn’t occur.

“Remind me never to go get drinks alone.” Ben joked when he’s made it inside.

“I really don’t know why you tried it in the first place.” I told him as we walked towards the studio to deliver the drinks.

As we passed my desk, I pulled one of the Americanos out and placed it on my desk so I wouldn’t forget it later.

“I really thought I could do it.” Ben explains, “14 drinks doesn’t seem like a lot… But then you think about it.” He finishes, his whole body emphasizing the panic he felt when he 'thought’ about it.

I giggled, “I think we may need to set a limit for how many you’re allowed to carry.”

“I will carry as many as my heart desires.” Ben puffed out his chest.

I tried to respond with a quip but the music started blasting, effectively drowning and ending our conversation. We waited at the doorway as the four male idols did a soft run through of their routine. I’d watched their practices online before but there was something different about watching them in person. Like something in the air changed. If I thought about it, it almost felt like the air was buzzing with electricity and the only thing I could do was stand there and let the goosebumps take over.

Even though it was only a soft run, Dino made sure to hit all the points with power and nothing about his soft run was soft. It was all done with precision except the motions weren’t as big. My head tilted to the side in admiration and I was still staring when the song ended. So zoned out that Ben had to nudge me with his elbow.

I righted myself and began handing out the drinks. With all the drinks handed out, I retreat to my little cove in the front. The sight of my Americano sitting on my desk was a nice surprise considering I had indeed forgot that it was there. I sat in my chair, stabbed the straw into the lid, and casually sipped it while leaning back. I let myself relax for a few minutes before returning back to my unfinished tasks.

Click, click. Drag. Type. Drag. Click. The same boring tasks but the music seeping out of Studio 6 was my accompaniment so I was never really bored.

“MOVE!” Hoshi’s screamed, slightly startling me, as he rushed out of the studio, making a beeline for the bathroom. “I HAVE TO PEE!”

I chuckled at him urgency and peered at my phone.

“Hey.” Dino announced himself as he approached my desk.

“Hey.” I said back, “How’s it going in there?”

He shrugged, “Well… I think. We keep changing the choreography and then have to rerecord and it’s a whole process.”

I giggled, “I bet. The speakers seem to be working over time.”

“They can handle it.” Dino scoffed playfully, “So what are you doing here this late?” He asks.

“Well, I usually stay…” I trailed off as Hoshi’s screams get closer.

“Alright! Let’s do this!” Hoshi reached his hands up to the ceiling, “Come on, Dino!”

“Good luck.” I said quietly to Dino as he hesitated to walk away but ended up following his leader.

I watched him until he fully disappeared into the studio and even then I stared at the empty door frame a little longer.

“Is there a ghost there?” Ben asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

He stood on the other side of the desk behind me. When I turned to look at him, he was leaning his forearms on the desk with a smug look on his face.

I rolled my eyes at him, “I was just zoning out.” I explained.

“Zoning out on a guy you think is cute.” Ben countered, his smugness growing.

“Like you haven’t thought any of the idols that pass through here weren’t cute.” I scrunched my nose at him, teasingly.

“I have.” Ben admitted, “But you haven’t. Until now.”

I scoffed out a laugh, “That’s not true.”

I could tell he wanted to banter more about the topic but a different staff member called for him and he had to answer the call.

After 20 minutes, they called for a break and immediately, Dino reappeared at my desk.

“I realized…” He took a few breaths, still winded from the dancing, “That earlier my question may have seemed… a little crude.” I watched in amusement as he continued to catch his breath while simultaneously patting away the beads of sweat. “I was asking out of pure curiosity because when we go to other places, the front desk person usually isn’t there.”

I pulled out a couple tissues from the box near me and handed them over. He took the tissues with a smile and started ridding his face of the sweat.

“Well, for the record,” I told him, “I thought it was pure curiosity. And I like staying late to watch and listen to these filming schedules. It’s very interesting to me how it all works.” I leaned closer and Dino instinctively does the same, “Plus, it gives me an excuse to come into work late tomorrow.”

Dino nodded his head with his mouth slightly agape like I’d just told him the biggest life hack and he’s impressed.

“Has anyone seen Dino?” Jun’s voice yelled from inside Studio 6 and I laughed as Dino’s eyes grew wide.

“Gotta go!” He whispered and dashed back into the studio with the tissues still in his hand.

I chuckled and shook my head. It was cute the way he kept trying to strike up a conversation with me only to be immediately called back in. It was also nice that someone wanted to talk to me that badly. It didn’t happen very often. Most idols ignored me when they came to film. Only ever asking me where the bathroom is. The trivial questions.

Another 15 minutes and Dino ran out of the studio, screeching to a halt in front of my desk.

“Don’t have much time.” He exhaled, “What’s your name?”

I was not expecting him to ask that so I paused for a split second before answering him. “Uh, (y/n).”

“(y/n). Pretty.” Dino smiled up to his eyes and I only have a moment to put it to memory before he ran back.

I slumped back into my chair, not believing what had just occurred. He’d asked for my name and called it pretty. I pressed my lips together and tried to control the warmth rising to my cheeks.

“Are you, are you BLUSHING?” Ben exclaimed and stopped at my desk. He leaned over close to my face and I instinctively backed away, trying to play innocent.

“No.” I covered my cheeks with my hands and pouted.

“BEN!” Lia screamed, “I swear to god if you’re not back here in 5 seconds!!” She didn’t have to finish the threat as her tone was enough of a threat.

Without another word, Ben rushed away and I bursted into laughter. I guess there was something in the air that day that made men decide to leave their positions and nearly get in trouble for it.

After 30 minutes of scrolling through the emails and listening to Lia bark out instructions over the blaring music, they finally recorded the perfect run through. I knew because the four Seventeen members all yelled in excitement and accomplishment. Also, the staff members in the room applauded their success.

My own smile of pride grew on my face as i listen to the relieved sighs and words of congrats echo through the place. Knowing that I’ll be booted out as soon as everyone else is ready (which is freakishly fast), I quickly started to save and log off of the computer. The empty coffee cup went straight into the trash and I doubled checked the computer to make sure it’s successfully turned off.

I was picking up my bag when the Seventeen members walked past with their manager. Hoshi and Jun snickered and pushed Dino towards the desk.

“Hey.” I said with a smile, “From what I heard, you guys were successful.”

Dino nodded, nervous under the watchful eyes of his hyungs. “Took a bit, but we got it.”

“I can’t wait to watch it when it gets released.” I told him.

“Ask her.” Minghao whispered to Dino but I could still hear him.

I glanced at the other three and scrunched my eyebrows in slightly confusion.

“Uh, uhm.” Dino stuttered and cleared his throat, “If we exchanged numbers, I could send it to you before it’s released?” He suggested.

“Is that even allowed?” I questioned, unsure if we’d be breaking any rules by me seeing the video before it’s released.

“I can ask whoever I want for their number.” Dino said confidently, misunderstanding my question, “It’s my phone and my company can’t decide who I talk to on my own time.”

I pressed my lips together, trying real hard to hold back a laugh because damn, that was cute. His sudden defense to wanting my phone number was quite attractive. Behind Dino, Jun, Hoshi, and Minghao mirrored me but they were unable to keep their laughter in.

It caused Dino to pause and glance around. Then the realization hits him and I saw him mentally face palm himself so hard.

“I’m an idiot.” He muttered and I reached into my desk for a notecard.

While Dino still reveled in his embarrassment, I grabbed a pen from the holder near him and quickly wrote down my name and number. Along with my social media user, just because.

“I would love it if you talked to me.” I told Dino and handed the note over.

Dino took it in his hands and gave me a small smile of confidence. “I’ll text you then.”

“Car’s here.” Their manager called from the door.

“Well, see you around, (y/n).” Dino waved goodbye as they turned to the door.

“See you around Dino.” I waved back and my heart fluttered in my chest.

Hoshi clapped Dino on the back and Minghao and Jun give him proud high fives.

“Our maknae!” I heard Hoshi exclaim before the door shuts firmly behind them.

I finished packing up my stuff and made my way around the desk. I waited a few minutes until Lia walked out behind all the other staff members leaving for the night.

“You’re all set?” Lia asked, eyeing the bag over my shoulder.

“Yeah. I’ll see you tomorrow?” I said.

“You don’t have to back here until 1.” Lia told me and I inwardly scream 'yes1’

But outwardly, I calmly said, “I’ll see you then.” And then I walked to the front door.

I stepped outside and made it a couple steps before my phone rang with a notification.

It was from an unknown number but the message instantly told me who it was from.

It read, “It’s Dino. Hope you get home okay.”