Modern Au Ciel x Alois. Constructive criticism is highly appreciated.
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Ciel hated the cold. He hated it when it was hot too, but right now it was cold and Alois had turned the friggin' heater off again simply because they had one of those stereotypical roommate arguments, one that ended with Alois storming off in a cloud of profanity and Ciel huffing and slamming doors in the way only he could.
Currently, Ciel had curled up on the couch, wrapped in his comfiest sweater with the heavy blanket from his bed around his shoulders. If he got up and turned on the heater it would tell Alois he had won, and Ciel was very, very stubborn. He wouldn't give in. No matter how cold it got, he refused to just do the sensible thing and turn on the heater.
There was only one option left; call up his ever faithful cousin and complain.
"Ciieeel, do you have any sense of time? It's only 7 am!" Elizabeth didn't sound angry though, just surprised, and he could detect warmth in her voice. Knowing the young woman, she had already been up and doing something awfully unorthodox.
"Lizzie, I know. Me and Alois had another fight."
"Oh. Want me to call Bard and have him beat him up?"
"No, he's leaving me alone for now, but he's turned off the heater. Going and turning it on would just start another argument, and I don't need that right now."
"Whatever. The offer still stands. I can drive down there if you want, or you could sneak away and come lay low with Bard and Finny. I'm sure those lovebirds wouldn't mind. I mean, Alois has to turn the heater back on or become a human popsicle, right?"
"Thanks, but it's not necessary. I think I'll just go and spend a couple of hours at the studio. Put my emotions into a jar of black paint, y'know? When I get back I'll talk to the stupid goldilocks and settle this the civilized way."
"So beating him around the head and threatening his manhood with a knife?"
"Hahaha, you're sooo funny. I'll talk to you later. Say hi to Bard and Finny for me, ok?"
"Yeah yeah, love ya Ciel. Good luck with Alois."
He dropped his phone into his lap, glaring at it for a moment before he picked himself up off the couch and dragged himself into his room. From there he slowly got dressed in a pair of worn out black jeans, black boots (the one with all the straps and the steel toes), a blue tank top, and a black hoodie. The studio was only a block away (and well heated); he wouldn't have to bundle up like he did when he went out shopping.
With a shout of "I'm going out" Ciel slammed the door to the apartment shut and jogged down the hallway to catch the elevator down. He passed by Grell and William, sharing an annoyed look with the poor raven haired lawyer as the redhead he was with shouted into a phone. Ciel decided to not stop for conversation. Will was a classy guy, but his "friend"...really wasn't.
Three levels later and he was on the street, skirting around the slow walking folk and rapid fire texting with Finny about Alois's actions. His functional blue eye drifted from his phone screen to the crowd around him, keeping him from running into anyone.
Ah, he'd been correct. The studio was beautifully warm, just enough that he could strip out of his hoodie and grab his painting smock. Now, to finish that landscape...
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"He's probably just jealous."
Ciel turned to level Sebastian with a blank look, disbelief in his uncovered eye.
"Why would Alois be jealous? It's not like I have more money than he does, or half as many boyfriends."
"Well...he might be jealous that I take you out to dinner almost every week." Sebastian averted his burgundy gaze, focusing instead on finding his car keys in the overly big pockets of his winter coat.
"What does that mean?" Ciel huffed, revisiting the urge to snicker at the older man's expression. "It's not like we're dating. You're not exactly my type. You're way too tall."
The raven haired man had to laugh, smiling as he unlocked his car and opened the passenger seat for Ciel. "I'm just saying, maybe he's upset that he's not the one taking you out to dinner every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday."
"Friday's take out at your place, doesn't count."
"Trust me, I know jealousy when I see it. I live with Claude, remember?"
"Fine, I'll talk to him. Maybe. I might just shoot him. Drop me off here, I need to pick up some groceries. And yes, you keep reminding me. I keep wondering when you two will just kiss each other and get it over with."
Sebastian just smiled, drumming his fingers against the steering wheel. Once he pulled over, he stepped out to open Ciel's door and bid him a goodnight, and to suggest a good body dumping tactic.
Looking up at the still lit window of his apartment, Ciel thought he just might use the morbid advice.
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Ciel crept into the apartment, feeling foolish for even needing to creep in, and quietly set his groceries on the kitchen table. He could hear the sound of the tv from there, and hesitated before he walked into the living room. Alois didn't move, the blond only paused his movie.
"Well? Gonna apologize for being a prick?"
"You're the one that was being a prick, and no. I was actually going to ask if you wanted to be civilized for once and go get a cup of tea with me tomorrow before I head off to work."
"Why don't you ask you tall, dark lover to go with you?"
"You know very well that me and Sebastian are just friends." Perhaps his friend had been right. It certainly sounded like Alois was jealous. Or maybe he was just feeling left out? They really didn't spend much time together anymore... "I'd rather not go alone. But...if you think sulking in here is better than going on a date with me..."
"I never said no!" That was much more like it.
"Good. Wake up at six tomorrow. Scoot over." Ciel threw himself down on the couch, snuggling up to Alois (for his body heat, nothing else) and tugged the blanket around himself. "What are you watching?"
"Iron Man."
"God, you're so lame. Captain America is so much better."
"I don't see you leaving or changing the channel."
"Alois?"
"What?"
"Play the friggin' movie already. Before I decide to dump your popcorn on the floor.l
"Bitch."
"Alois, please shut up."