Our Precious, His Precious Daughter

The members of EVE smiled victoriously as they held the finished product in their hands. 

"Finally," Zeth whispered, feeling like his body was going to drop at any given time. 

"Our precious," Akira creepily said, stroking the laptop with his index finger with a wide smile. 

Ren stretched his arms and felt his back crack in five different places. He groaned and slumped on the table, finally being hit with sleepiness after the long night. 

"I can't believe we finished it," Sehun said, also looking out of it. 

The members of EVE stayed up for more than 24 hours so they could finish the song they needed to present in front of the producers. They had to sacrifice their time, effort, sanity, and a little bit of their soul in the process, but it was all worth it. 

As the sun peeked through the curtains, hitting Akira's forehead with a dash of sunlight, the man quickly cowered in fear and even made a sound that strangely resembled a hiss.