November 3rd, 2017
Two days later, it was as if the kiss had never happened. Well I guess I expected that, but it was as if the weird moment in the water hadn't happened either. I didn't bring it up and neither did Courtney, which is fine by me. I wanted everything to be normal.
So, Damien knew about my feelings. I didn't count on him being such an idiot about it though. He seemed to think that what happened in the lake was proof that Courtney had feelings for me too. I could see him out of the corner of my eye grinning at me and Courtney as we walked towards the makeup room to get ready for the shoot today. We were finally filming the Justice League music video. Production had been pushed off because we were waiting on a couple of costumes that we had ordered, but finally we were shooting the damn thing. It was just in time too; the DC movie was coming out in a couple weeks and we wanted to release our video around the same time.
I would be playing aqua man, which entailed walking around shirtless for the day and having most of my upper body painted with fake tribal tattoos. I had shaved my chest and arm pits for the roll and I felt weirdly naked as I pulled off my shirt so that Rachel the makeup artist could get to work on my body art.
"Oooooo," Courtney cat called at me.
I pointedly ignored her shaking my head, and she chucked to herself, as Rachel started by sticking tape to my chest to create the tattoo patterns. Courtney sat in a rolly-chair next to me, laughing as I tried to hold still so that Rachel could finish the tattoo template.
BTS wandered into the room to film some content about the character prep. I filled them in on what was going on.
"So we are about to body paint me like Jason Momoa as aqua man in Justice league. And Uh, if you haven't seen the trailer, he has tons and tons of tattoos. So, we're going to try to mimic that as best we can. Obviously, I'm not Jason Momoa" I deadpanned at the camera, "So... the canvas is a little different. A little smaller."
"A little water boi," Courtney crooned from her seat, and I rolled my eyes at her in exasperation, a smile pulling on the corners of my lips. She had her legs up on the makeup desk and she pointed her phone towards me as the camera man left the room.
"How you doing?" She asked me in a silly voice smirking at me from behind her phone.
I waited a second before responding "Gooooood."
She put her phone down and grinned at me.
"I'm so glad that I don't have to go through that right now." She yawned, stretching her arms above her head, "You are going to be standing there for an hour."
"Thanks for reminding me" I replied sarcastically.
It had been 15 minutes already and Rachel had just finished up with the tape. I was getting a little antsy as she started to airbrush the black body paint onto my side. Luckily, or unluckily, there was a constant stream of cast members poking their head into the room to see how it was going. Courtney and I kept up our banter as she did her make up for the video. Once I had the left side of my body done, Rachel told me to take a break and let myself dry while she refilled the air brush canisters.
Courtney joined me in the hall and we started joking around, trying to do trick shots into the garbage can with a water bottle. I kicked the bottle up and hit it with my knee, shooting into the bin on my second try. I threw my hands up into the air in victory, and Courtney laughed at me.
"How does it feel to actually make a shot?"
I gave her a dirty look.
"Feels like glory... Also, I'm actually feeling weirdly cold. Must be the lack of body hair."
I sort of felt like I needed to make a joke about it. I had been in less clothing than this in many other videos, so I wasn't really sure why I was feeling so insecure today. Maybe it was because I was playing Jason Momoa, who I clearly was nowhere near as cut as. Or maybe it was because of these pesky feelings that were now constantly on my mind since that kiss. My attention was brought back to the girl in front of me as she remarked;
"You know, it's so weird to see you without the chest hair. I like the real, manly, Shayne."
"Um, thanks?" I said awkwardly, shifting my weight and running a hand through my already messy hair.
She looked away from me quickly, did I imagine that she was blushing? I had to stop listening to Damien, he was getting in my head, making me think there was a chance she liked me back. I had to remember not to get my hopes up, Courtney didn't think of me as anything more than a friend.
My brain spiral was interrupted by Keith and Noah, who walked out of the costume room dressed in Cyborg and Superman outfits respectively.
"Woah Shanye, looking good," Keith grinned.
"But why does he look more like Chris Evans, than Aqua Man right now?" Noah asked.
"Possibly because I'm white," I replied, earning a laugh from the boys and a good-natured eye roll from Courtney.
"Well, anyways," Keith continued, "We're going to start practicing the dance Court. We'll show it to you later Shayne, once you're done this." He said, gesturing to my body.
"I love how I'm going to have the smallest amount of time to learn the moves, when I'm literally the most inept dancer in this office," I called after them as they headed towards the studio space.
"You'll be fine," Courtney called back, but she shook her head me, eyes wide, supressing a grin. She clearly had zero faith that I would get the moves down.
I smiled to myself as I headed back to make up to finish my transformation. About 40 minutes later I was completely painted, wigged, and facial haired, and I headed towards the studio to film my part of the music video. I walked in just as they were starting Courtney's scene.
She stood in front of one of the lit-up alcoves as the camera circled around her.
"I demonstrate my confidence," she sang over the track that was playing.
I couldn't help but be entranced by her as she performed her part. She looked so incredibly bad ass in the Wonder Woman costume and dark wig, her intense eyes flashing in the coloured lighting. She walked slowly towards the camera, cranking up the tension, and then jumping right into the choreographed fight scene, fake kicking at Josh and Sunny as they jumped out at her. My leather pants started to feel a little tight and I quickly started thinking about dead puppies, my grandma, Joven, anything else.
"Oh my god, don't be gross Shayne. You are not this guy," My brain shouted at itself and I felt my body relax. Thank god. Damien was right, keeping these feelings inside was going to slowly kill me.
They finished the scene and I complimented Courtney on her bad-assery as she bounced off of set towards me. She grinned at me in thanks and pushed me onto the set so I could get into position to shoot my part.
I acted absolutely ridiculously, which was understandable since I was basically singing about fucking whales. Between takes I could hear Courtney's belly laughs mixed in with the rest of the crew, who were all having trouble keeping a straight face while I preformed my scene.
"Oh my Godddd," She wheezed, and reached for my shoulder for support as I walked off the set after the shoot, "You are so dumb."
"I try," I grinned back, feeling my arm burn where she was touching me. I felt embarrassed about the way she was affecting me today, and I pulled away subtly and asked her to help teach me the dance. She led me to the squad room to meet up with Keith and Noah.
As we walked and she continued to make jokes about my risqué Aqua Man re-enactment, and I made the mental decision to get back out there. Into the dating world. I couldn't have my feelings for Courtney continue to affect me this way. If that meant that I had to try and distract myself to move on, I would do it. I just had to get her out of my head.
A/N: Please PLEASE forgive me for giving Shayne a boner in this chapter! But let's be real, can you really blame him? lol
Also, it's getting to the point where I want to show Courtney's POV and her feelings, but I'm committed to keeping this a Shayne POV story. BUT, I have been trying to show in the past couple chapters that Courtney does have some confused feeling for Shayne as well.
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RomanceShayne and Courtney have been co-workers and friends since they began working at Smosh about two years ago. But when circumstances change, feelings start to grow. Are they just one sided, or can this be the start of something great?
