Sidemen Shots

Self-fulfillment ~ Wroetozerk

CW: There is smut towards the end. It's not super explicit, but I know it's not everyone's thing either way.

This is for @marvlestan. Hopefully you still like this even though the smut didn't end up with that big of a focus. Sorry it took so long!!

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Harry is staring at Josh from across the room. Again. He can tell, even if he himself is not looking in the other man's direction. He can feel the burn on the back of his head from too much attention, as well as the blooming evidence on his cheeks that imitate his timidity in this situation.

He may know that Harry has been paying him a little too much attention today, noticed as much within less than an hour of the day's first Sidemen meeting, but the one thing he just can't figure out is why the other seems unable to look away from him. He's unequivocally captivated, the way he is whenever he lands on a topic he's interested in, whether in conversation or in media.

Harry is... a peculiar man, to say the least. He can be eccentric and selfish and disagreeable, but he is by no means a malicious miser. He may be impulsive with a lack of boundaries and uncharitable tendencies that sometimes surface, but he doesn't have a single truly callous bone in his body. He's just a disgruntled cat who can't stand the new puppy, focused on himself and his own interests rather than humbling himself with the tediousness of everything outside of that category.

"Why does Harry keep staring at you today?" Are the first words Josh hears after a break from the current meeting is called, giving them all a chance to cool down and mull over their decisions before they hold a vote. Tobi's voice is a whisper in his left hear, too close, close enough for Josh to feel the other's solicitous breath on his temperature-warmed skin.

"I have no idea." Josh laughs in answer, slightly forced, his eyes searching for Harry to find where he is, as well as to note whether or not he's still looking this way.

And the younger is - the corners of his lips are quirked up in a simple, fond little smile, his eyes trained professionally on the oldest member of the Sidemen. He looks taunting, as he often does with Josh, yet there is now a vulnerability in his eyes, behind his encapsulated expression, that often betrays him.

Josh smiles back at him before turning to face Tobi, gladly taking the bottle of water the other holds out to him in silent offering. Gosh, it's humid today, even with the air conditioning the building recently got built in on full blast. Because of that, the meeting room – currently unoccupied – is likely slowly being enveloped in a crisp chill. When the break ends and they all enter again, the raw bitterness indistinguishable from winter shall inspire them to turn it off, only to complain about the heat and turn it back on again half an hour later.  

"He's so strange, bless him." Tobi coos, taking a sip from his own icy water bottle.

"He looks a little constipated."

That gets a laugh out of Tobi, as well as an odd look in Harry's slightly squinted eyes when Josh glances at him again. 

There is a clap on Josh's shoulder that he doesn't expect, on the opposite side to where he leans towards Tobi. The person's presence feels heavy, which makes sense when Ethan's boisterous voice reaches his ears.

"Why's Harry been looking at you like he wants you to fuck him? He's not being very subtle about it, he's basically screaming it for the whole world to hear."