Lecher Bitch

Hatred is the truest form of love, isnt it?

Kunikuzushi hates Aether.
It's been this way for a few years now, beginning when the latter was still a trainee before his debut. Naturally, the feelings are reciprocated; Aether hates Kunikuzushi's guts just as much, and he isn't afraid to say as such.
To outsiders, however, the two are the closest of friends. It's for appearances, clearly, and neither feel like undergoing a scandal and potentially fucking over their careers. Of the two, Aether would see the most backlash since he's a public figure – and a popular one at that.
5WIRL is Teyvat's largest boy group, an absolute sensation across each of the nations. Made up of five ridiculously attractive and talented boys, it's no wonder how they grew to be so large within the past year. That being said, the group deserves the best and only the best.
That's where Kunikuzushi comes in – out of the many staff members employed by the Adventurers Guild Agency, he's easily one of the best stylists (or the best, if he says so himself), so it was only natural for him to be assigned to the group. He's even Aether's personal makeup artist to boot.
And he fucking despises it.
Now, you may be wondering as to why Kunikuzushi hates Aether so much and vice versa. Simply put, the two get along like cats and dogs. Aether is nothing short of insufferable, always bright and smiling and annoying. Kunikuzushi can't stand people like that. Yeah, sure, it sounds like a pathetic excuse, but Aether is a long way from being perfect. His beloved fans will never see his rotten side.
A bout of laughter pulls Kunikuzushi from his thoughts. Glancing up from the floor, Kunikuzushi is met with the sight of Aether with his head flung back, his mouth open in laughter. Immediately, Kunikuzushi's gaze snaps to the other's slender neck, feeling the desire to rip his throat out with his teeth. Venti must have said something, surely; there'd be no other reason why Aether is squeezing his fellow bandmate's arm like that, why his smile is so big.
It's annoying.
Off to the side, Kazuha claps his hands together, announcing that breaktime is over. The group gathers in the center of the room, getting into proper formation. Since 5WIRL is having an upcoming comeback, tons of blood, sweat, and tears are being poured into preparation. That means countless hours in and out of the studio and gym, plus strict diets and meeting schedules. That also means that Kunikuzushi has to spend more time with the group than usual.
He still has to complete the ideas meant for the comeback's stage outfits; as far as he knows, the agency plans for it to be an edgy era or whatever. Especially compared to the previous high teen era, fans are sure to go nuts for the switch up. Show a sliver of skin here and there, have some tasteful leather, add a silver accessory... Sales are going to go through the roof from photo cards alone.
The room practically shakes from the bass of the music. Kunikuzushi has half the mind to cover his ears, but he settles for crossing his arms and scrunching his face instead. As much as he doesn't want to be there, it is his responsibility to find inspiration for their outfits. They have to be stylish yet easy to move in, especially with the kinds of dances 5WIRL is known for.
And, as much as he hates to admit it, 5WIRL is damn good at what they do. Like the group name implies, each member moves gracefully, lightly, just like a delicate breeze of wind. Their movements are nothing short of breathtaking, so delightfully beautiful that it's nearly impossible to take your eyes off them. One member in particular always manages to capture Kunikuzushi's attention, whether he likes it or not. Aether moves with a fluidity that most dancers dream of, and he makes it look so simple. His signature braid swings with each smooth roll of his hips, each graceful arc of his back.
Kunikuzushi's mouth dries. Maybe he'll dress Aether in a corset to accentuate the curves of his narrow waist as he moves. Maybe he'll add a pair of shorts to show off the muscle that hides under the façade of slender legs. Maybe, just maybe, he'll pick out a pair of tight pants that will cling to the other's ass-
The song is over before Kunikuzushi knows it. He blinks himself back to reality and takes in the sight of the group in their finishing pose for the dance. There's a round of applause from the other staff members lingering in the studio, joined by whoops and cheerful hollers. Coughing into his fist, Kunikuzushi diverts his attention.
Yeah, this comeback is gonna be huge.