Daniel Seavey & Corbyn Besson Smut

Hotel Room {D.S}

You were sitting on the sofa in the boys' dressing room while they were getting their makeup and outfits sorted out, but scrolling through social media was getting boring and there was still another 30mins until the show started.
You shut your phone off and threw it into your bag on the floor beside your feet. Your eyes darted from one boy to another as they sat still in their makeup chairs.
Corbyn and Daniel were getting their hair done, Jonah and Jack were finishing up their makeup and Zach was making sure his suit fit him correctly.
Letting out a deep sigh you leaned back into the sofa, bored out of your mind.
Your head fell back and you were staring at the ceiling hoping something entertaining would happen in the next half hour.
Once Zach came out of the bathroom you got up slowly and made your way to the different place with the same lack of entertainment.
Locking the door behind you, you let out another sigh. You looked in the mirror admiring your messy bun and rushed outfit choice.
Laid out on the sink were some of the boys stuff like their toothbrushes, hair products, skin care which you never saw them use but somehow their skin stayed amazing and flawless the whole time.
The only thing you were jealous about.
Leaning on the edge of the counter, you continued to stare at your reflection expecting something to happen.
A knock on the door scared you out of your trance.
You hesitantly asked who it was trying to catch your breath from the fright. Daniel's voice spoke through the door. You unlocked the door and let him in. Strangely he closed it behind him. He was sorting his suit out making sure everything was good and no last minute adjustments needed doing.
You: "Umm, did you want me to leave?" Daniel gave you a confused look.
Daniel: "Why would I want you to do that?" he chuckled a little as he attempted to tie his bow tie.
You: "Well, you closed the door, you clearly want privacy. You know what? I'll just leave" you headed for the door when an arm hit your chest.
Daniel: "Please stay... I umm... Need help with my bow tie..." there was a slight amount of embarrassment in his voice. You just assumed that he was nervous for the show so thought nothing of it.
You backed away from the door and stood in front of him.

(Y/N's POV)
I stood in front of Daniel beginning to untie the mess he had made of the bow. After all these shows, surely he should have a better hang of tying a bow tie by now. A smirk grew on my face as his struggle amused you slightly.
Daniel: "Hey! Don't laugh! It's difficult okay" he trailed off feeling a little embarrassed.
You: "I'm sorry" I smiled as I straightened out the bow. I stroked his chest flattening out the small creases that were bunching up on his shirt. I stepped to the side so that he could take a look. As he checked himself out I rolled my eyes knowing that he'd have to do the whole thing again later on and in a shorter period of time.
Daniel: "Thank you! Now... Can you take it off please" he giggled. I chuckled pushing myself from the edge of the counter to position myself in front of him again. Being so close to his face, my heart began to race and butterflies filled my stomach. I looked up momentarily to see Daniel staring back at me. My cheeks started to burn up.
I was blushing.
And hard.
I saw him smile in the corner of my eye. I finished untying his bow tie and handed it to him.
Daniel: "Thanks" he giggled. Before I opened the door to walk out, he grabbed my arm and spun me round.
Daniel: "Hey could you grab my first outfit please. Wanna make use of the bathroom while I have it."
You: "Sure!" he let go of my arm and I walked out. I looked around the room searching for the bag of clothes. I asked Jonah and he simply pointed to the corner of the room next to the clothes rack. I thanked him walking over to pick it up. Grabbing the bag I made my way back to the bathroom, knocking before entering. As I walked in I realised that he had already stripped down to his unzipped trousers and bare body.
You: "Oh! I'm so sorry. I-"
Daniel: "No! Don't worry. It's fine!" He laughed seeing as I was starting to blush again.
Slightly more than before.
I managed to get a glimpse of his toned abs and biceps.
"OMG!" I thought. I had seen the boys' bodies before considering I was both their photographer and good friend and I lived with them on the tour bus, but this time I was overwhelmed. Maybe because of my close positioning minutes ago.
I broke my stare from his body and looked into his eyes. He looked down to the bag still in my hand. I followed his gaze realising I still had it.
You: "Oh! Yeah! Sorry" I laughed awkwardly before leaving the bathroom quickly to avoid making the situation worse.
The door lock behind me.
I sighed as I bent down to grab my phone out of my bag.
You: "Hey Jonah! I'm going for a bit of a walk. I won't be long!"
Jonah: "Okay! Just be back to sort your camera gear out before the show!" I nodded and left the room.
I took in the new surroundings.
Stage crew everywhere.
Some were carrying hefty cables, some were carrying lighting fixtures and others were speaking on walkie talkies to guys on the stage and elsewhere in the building.
I looked from side to side working out which was the best way to go to find somewhere interesting.
I saw a sign for the stage pointing down the corridor to my left. I decided to follow it and see the stage the boys were soon to perform on.
As I walked, crew sped past me from both directions. I couldnt help but feel out of place here.