San from ATEEZ is such a cutie, I cannot resist that wink of his-- I'm going to die from how fatal it is.
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Sebastian's eyebrows crinkles as he narrows his eyes at Oliver, and Ryan who sat beside each other as Manager Ty discusses their schedule for the day and much, much more which Sebastian mostly tuned out as he glowers at the two. Mumbling his displeasure at seeing the two's closeness; Sebastian sat back and leant against Regie, who rose an eyebrow at the youngest of the other members, trying to see if Oliver would give him a glare or not for it. When no actions were taken and no words were spoken to him, though, he sat up straight and growled to himself as low as possible, "The hell, man?"
"What's that, Sebastian?" Tyler asked after hearing the words spoken, tilting his head toward the side, "You not feeling up to filming today or something? You sick?" Standing up, Tyler leant across the couch to press the back of his hand against Sebastian's forehead, using his other hand to press against his own.
When Tyler's hand was removed from the youngest of all of them all, their manager furrowed his eyebrows, "No fever," he mumbled to himself, eyes trained on Sebastian as the other guys' eyes were trained on their friend as well.
Leaning across Regie's lap, Darren Liang, being his sus self, laid his right hand upon Sebastian's knee, snaking it up higher and higher as slow as he could, "You feeling something else, Seb?" he teased, eyes alight with mischievous intent. Smacking Darren's hand away from his leg, Sebastian sputters as he panics, "N-No. It's nothing!"
Oliver took this as an excuse to glance at the male basically laying his head on his shoulder then to his little brother, grinning from ear to ear to himself. Huh, he thought to himself, slowly starting to pet Ryan's hair at the same time. Jealous, huh?
With a bright red appearing across his cheeks, Sebastian shot to his feet as soon as their morning meeting ended and made a quick escape to his own room to stew in embarrassment.
When he made contact with his bed, Sebastian groaned and slammed his right fist into the bedsheets, grumbling to himself, "What the hell are you doing, Oliver? You know I like Ryan and you go and do that. The fuck, man?"
"I didn't know you liked him at all, Seb," called a voice from his opened doorway which he forgot to close.
Shooting up into a sitting position, Sebastian flushed once more and quickly said, "I was kidding, bro. I don't like Ryan like that at all."
"I didn't say in what way you liked Ryan," Oliver shrugged his shoulders, arms folded over his chest as he continues to tease his brother. "You gave it away with how you reacted to Ryan laying his head on my shoulder. You were practically glaring at me as if trying to evaporate me for daring to even touch let alone be beside him."
"I--" Seb stopped himself, hiding his face behind both hands, "Okay, I like him, alright? You know how Ryan is, though."
Nodding his head a bit, Oliver Moy grinned at his little brother and clapped his hands together, "Well, if that's so, in return for getting the two of you together, help me with Regie and we've got a deal."
"Bro, I knew that something was going on with you and Regie but to expect ME of all people to help you? You have the looks, the attitude, the personality that I wish I had. The hell am I going to do?!" Sebastian rants, rolling his eyes up at the ceiling as if asking God to help him.
Scratching the back of his head, Oliver muttered loud enough for Sebastian to hear, "Regie keeps thinking I'm joking whenever I confess to him. Mans really thinks it's a joke all of the time."
"Maybe you didn't look serious enough? Or maybe he isn't interested in you in that way at all?" the younger of the two asked, head tilted toward the side as if he were a puppy being told he'd be getting a treat for good behaviour.
"I've no clue, truthfully," Oliver responded, sighing, "Well, how about this? If we succeed with the SebRyan ship, you'll help me with Olegie."
"You're seriously going to call it a 'ship' when it'll be real?"
"Seems like it'd please the Stars if we do it like that," Oliver shrugged his shoulders once before clapping his hands together, "Right, deal?"
Sebastian's eyes rolls up at the ceiling as Oliver held out one hand for a handshake only to grasp ahold of his brother's hand and giving it a firm shake, "Deal."
