A stage with five thousand people—
For many of them, it was the largest crowd they had ever faced. Before this, the most they'd ever performed for was maybe a thousand.
"Do you think the seats will all be filled? Right? The fans are all coming to see us."
Justin was visibly restless, practically leaning his head into Joshua's face.
Joshua raised a hand to ruffle his hair, and Justin immediately nuzzled into his palm like a spoiled pet.
Compared to when they first met, Justin's hair had grown longer—a tousled gray that hadn't been styled, a bit coarse rather than soft.
Joshua couldn't help but chuckle. "Justin, why do you keep clinging to people like that? You're like a puppy."
"I only cling to you, Joshua," Justin said softly.
The makeup artist's hand trembled slightly. Oh god, stay calm—stay calm. You're at work. Be professional.
