Awkward boners the musical.

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It was an absolutely beautiful, lazy and hot summer's afternoon. The kind that was hot, but not so hot as to make one uncomfortable as long as they were dressed sparingly. Finnian had spent the day toiling in the garden, and thus was covered with small smudges of dirt and sweat as he made his way into the refreshing cool of the mansion. That air

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Alois Trancy was one to grow easily impatient with the heat, and so dressing sparingly was always one of his first resorts when it came to any temperature he found too stifling. Admittedly, he'd for a while been really pleased with being fanned and all that, too, but less clothing seemed to be doing fine for today. So: shorts - suspiciously reminiscent of a pair of girls' gym shorts from some school or another, actually - and a thin tank top were all he really cared for right now. Even his iconic stockings had been left behind for the day as he wandered around barefoot.

The house really did seem empty, today. Lots of errands to be done, apparently, and Alois had at first been called along to go with Ciel, but he'd protested the heat and raised a fuss and in the end, he'd stayed after all. He couldn't decide whether it was boring or nice, actually. He'd wandered the house before, but it had admittedly been a while, so-

And there was Finny, midway down the hallway Alois had just turned onto. Also undressing.

Ha."Finnyyy," he said

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Finnian stopped, a confused look on his face and a now removed shirt in one hand. Once he registered who was speaking to him, he began to sputter and tried to pull over a curtain to hide his shameful partial nudity!

"Ah! Lord Trancy! I was... I was about to take a shower! I'm sorry!"

The apology was, of course, for being in the presence of one of higher rank without being fully clothed. Nevermind that Alois was before him with entirely bare legs; a realization that caused the gardener's face to take on a lovely shade of red. The skin there was so milky white... it looked soft. Just like a lady's. Or so Finny assumed, anyay.

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It was true that so far as tempers went, Alois Trancy had one of the more- readily apparent in the household; although he wouldn't tantrum at the drop of a hat, he definitely wasn't afraid to make his anger known. Despite that-

As seen right now, he was definitely one of the most amicable here, too. With one set of fingers splayed over his mouth, he laughed, and came nearer. That's right. Nearer. "Apologizing for having skin, are you?" Stupid stigma, if Alois were to give his honest opinion. Finny's blush didn't do much to keep Alois' giggles down, either. "It's hot, a shirt's not that important, I guess. I don't know how you can even stand trousers right now!"

Since clearly, Alois himself couldn't.

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"It's not right for me to be this way in front of you, Lord Trancy," Finny managed to mutter before realizing he was staring and turning his head away.

He felt two kinds of uncomfortable around Alois. One was pure fear. The fact that the younger boy could be somewhat unpredictable in his moods, and he was never quite sure if he'd be kind or cruel upon running into him. This fear made Finny want to scamper like a frightened rabbit into the nearest hiding place as soon as possible.

The other uncomfortable, however, was much more difficult for him to understand. The tingly, shivery kind that his entire body was feeling now.

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Finnian - unfortunately for himself - was never exactly the most subtle boy, and Alois knew the ins and outs of these scenarios pretty well anyway. Being stared at wasn't something hard for him to notice.

It's also something he enjoyed, honestly. Attention is nice, when he's meaning to get it.

"I'm not bothered by it," he said cheerfully, and swayed a little more - right, left, right, left - with his hands still behind his back. Really, what's a little fidgety hip-wiggling between friends? "As I said, it is hot. And you were out working, weren't you? See, you've got a liiiiittle-"

And closer, and closer, until his toes were only a few inches away from Finny's. After only a moment of rummaging, he plucked a lavender handkerchief from the loose pocket of his shorts and held it up, dangling it between his fingertips.

"Dirt! Haha, on your face. Look, stop hiding, you look like a turtle so you might turn into one."

Wiggle, wiggle.

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The wiggling made things worse. He wanted to touch those hips. Wanted to feel them move under his fing-- whaaat? Why would he want something like that?

Swallowing back his discomfort, Finnian reached out to get the handkerchief, trying his best to sound normal.

"Thank you!"

Only, his voice was as squeaky as a joint needing oil.

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It was the squeaking that cinched it for Alois - Finnian really needed to be less tense about things, and one could only learn as much through example. "Ah!" Alois said cheerfully, and snatched the handkerchief out of Finnian's reach instead. It wasn't as though Finny wasn't taller than him, but Alois could at least play at holding it above his own head. "But I have to ask, do you think it'll be enough, just this cloth?"

And of course he had the sweetest smile a person could manage, of course.

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When the cloth was suddenly yanked out of his reach, Finnian looked horribly confused. Lord Trancy could be a very perplexing person, especially for someone who wasn't used to this sort of playfulness from other people. Readings others also wasn't the older boy's strong suit, and he pursed his lips in a slightly worried frown at the other's question.

"I was going to take a bath right away, Lord!"