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Joshua had just changed into the fifth pair of pants. It had been twenty minutes of the new stylist visibly growing more and more agitated with every new pair of pants. Joshua should be annoyed too having to constantly change outfits, but as an idol he was used to it. Wouldn't have blinked or thought much about it, if not for the worsening mood of the stylist in front of him.
Even the stylist's sweet scent had a tint of anger and frustration, tickling Joshua's nose.
It was his first day on the job. Joshua had taken note of him when he had been shown around the company earlier this week. It was impossible not to when such a gorgeous omega with an alluring scent walked into the room, but Joshua was in the entertainment industry and was often surrounded by otherworldly beauties so he hadn't thought too much about it.
Jeonghan was his name. He had introduced himself as soon as Joshua entered the small room filled with clothes. A cordial and quick exchange before Joshua was told to change into the clothes Jeonghan handed him.
But the polite, professional smile he sported in the beginning was long gone.
Joshua was intrigued. "Is anything wrong?" He looked down at Jeonghan who was kneeling in front of him, hands moving around the thighs and a needle in his mouth.
Jeonghan hands stilled and he looked up. He had big eyes filled with a sharp frustration. Piercing, almost. Like he was angry with Joshua.
He took the needle out of his mouth and placed it in his pink and cute sewing box. It had little drawn animal figures, matching the adorable pins he wore in his shoulder length black hair. "I see now why the others were so quick to push fitting you onto me," his lips were set in a thin line.
Joshua raised an eyebrow in question. He had never had any issue with any stylists and in his experience he got along well with them. He waited for Jeonghan to elaborate.
"No matter what pants I put you in, your bulge is too visible," Jeonghan said without an ounce of shame. "And normally that wouldn't be a problem, but you're an idol and I can't have your bulge swinging in everyone's faces."
All Joshua could do was laugh. It came out suddenly and sharply, his lips stretched so wide it hurt. "Are you saying my dick is too big?"
"Yes!" Jeonghan said it harshly. He stood up, glaring at Joshua. He was a frail looking omega. The outfit he was wearing showcased the thinness of his waist and his long legs. The type of beauty that makes you want to hug them close and taste their lips. Honestly he was exactly Joshua's type.
"Aren't you a beta? Not even the alphas I've fitted have been this much of a problem."
If the situation wasn't so funny, Joshua would have been offended on the behalf of betas, but he was too busy laughing to care.
Jeonghan looked unimpressed. "Fans will definitely notice it. Unless I change the top you're wearing. Maybe a long t-shirt hiding it? That way you'll be safe in case you pop a boner on stage."
Joshua had met plenty of staff over the years, but never someone as blunt and direct as Jeonghan who spoke without shame. Every word just made Joshua laugh even more. "I'm sorry for having a big dick," Joshua couldn't help but giggle. "And I'll do my best to not have a boner on stage. This outfit is fine, don't worry."
Jeonghan didn't seem to agree, but he nodded. "Then you'll wear that tomorrow." He picked up his cute sewing box, holding it tightly with slender fingers. He didn't even say a good bye, just headed straight to the door.
"You know," Joshua wiped a tear from the corner of his eye. "I can smell your interest."
Jeonghan stopped, his thin back tensing visibly. "It's impolite to point out something which is just natural biology."
"It's also impolite to point out someone's dick size," Joshua teased.
There was a loud huff from Jeonghan when he stormed out, but the arousal cloyed in the sweet omegan scent lingered.
Joshua laughed more, but quietly. He hadn't felt joy like this in so long. Hadn't laughed this hard in years. The smile on his face remained strong even when someone entered the small room while Joshua was slowly changing back to his own clothes.
"Why did our new stylist look so angry? What did you do?"
Joshua pulled his pants off, leaving him only in his briefs. He glanced at the person who had entered. A round face, thick eyebrows, eyes full of worry, but the stance was strong and arms were folded.
Leader mode.
"He started it," Joshua shrugged. He knew Seungcheol could smell the arousal in the air. Joshua saw the dread set in.
"Don't fuck any of our staff, Shua."
"Oh? So you can do that, but not me?"
Seungcheol's shoulders sagged and his cheeks turned blood red. "That was years ago! And a huge mistake! Learn from my mistakes."
Joshua pulled the last of his clothes on and walked over to Seungcheol, stroking him gently on the back of his head. "I promise I won't initatie, but I'm not going to say no if he offers." Because Joshua was curious if Jeonghan's bluntness remained in bed or if he was the type to be fucked dumb.
Seungcheol grumbled and his eyes were full of disapproval, but he had no moral high ground to stand on;
Their group had suffered when Seungcheol had let himself get seduced by a manager whom had had way too loose lips.
"Don't worry," Joshua softened his voice and moved to affectionately stroke the back of Seungcheol' neck. "I won't be stupid."
Seungcheol wore a look of doubt, but mellowed under the fingers on his nape.
Honestly, Seungcheol was right to not be convinced;
Because Joshua was already wondering if his dick would reach deep enough inside Jeonghan's delicate body to make the flat stomach bulge with his thrusts.