College Life

"His back?" Francis laughed and winked at his cousin. "Shirt on or off?"

"Shirt on, Francis!" His face flushed brightly, and he looked at the ground angrily.

"Unfortunately." He said with a dramatic sigh before grabbing an armful of waters and paying for them.

Arthur stared at the waters, "Thirsty?" Then realizing what was said, he blushed, "Are you trying to embarrass me again?"

"The water is for the booth. It's rather hot out today Arthur," Francis said chuckling at his cousin.

"Yeah, I'm sweating balls, dude." He said as he took hold of Arthur's hand again, pulling him along out the door. "I was just telling the truth . It was a shame." He grinned at him,

Arthur sighed loudly, "Between the two of you, I'm never going to get a break am I?" He reluctantly followed Alfred out. "And why is it so unfortunate that I had my shirt on? Just because you don't mind going around half-naked, doesn't mean I feel the same."

Francis was just going to have to have his cousin figure this one out on his own. It was way to much fun watching it play out to interrupt.

"Dude, if you have it, flaunt it." He laughed. "And I felt those nice firm muscles under there."

"I'm not stripping, thank you very much." He huffed, looking away.

"I don't know Iggy. I mean your older brothers aren't half bad looking so you have a nice body."

"Francis, you've never seen my body! And if you have, I will be severely creeped out!" He glared at his cousin.

"He does. I can just tell." He winked with a smirk before turning to Francis. "So it seems like I'm your new Secretary and Events Coordinator." He said with a chuckle.

"Arthur you've been to Antonio's house to swim remember."

Arthur had to pause for a moment, "Oh, I suppose you're right. Nevermind then." Finally letting go of his fears, he pulled his shirt off, it was much to hot that day anyway.

Alfred froze and looked at him, his jaw dropping. Damn he was hot. Water bottles started to drop one at the time from shock. "Wow.." He whistled.

"Quit staring!!" He pulled the shirt up to cover himself, fully embarrassed.

"You know staring at a guy's cousin is a little rude cheri," Francis purred. "Even more so when you have to get past three older brothers and two little brothers to get to him."

He chuckled and picked up the water. "Sorry... I just couldn't help it." He said with a grin as he started back towards the booth.

Arthur glared at the American, not knowing what to say anymore. He had to admit, it felt much better without a stuffy shirt on, but with Alfred staring, he didn't know.

Francis chuckled as he walked with the two. He leaned in close to Arthur and whispered into his ear. "You like him don't you?"

Alfred turned and continued to make his way back to the booth, his strut cocky.

"So what if I do?" Arthur pouted, turning his attention to his cousin.

"I help you and you help me. Fair trade right?"

"That's what I was trying to say in the coffee shop!"