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An excuse:
It was two weeks before the Cricket Tournament began and Cheslock was freaking out.
Not about the actual Tournament itself, that he was quite looking forward to since he had a competitive streak a mile wide. It was the ceremony beforehand he dreaded.
Soma Asman Kadar walked into the music room just in time to see Cheslock groan and 'thunk' his head down on the cover of the piano he was seated in front of.
"What's wrong?" Asked the friendly Scarlet Fox student.
"None of your bleeding business!" Cheslock snarled, head still on the piano, eyes shut so he wouldn't have to look at the prince.
He'd had a massive crush on Soma from the minute they met, when he'd almost taken the older boy's head off for yelling at Violet, and to make his life harder, Soma was both incredibly nice and insanely hot.
So Cheslock was dealing with this the same way he dealt with everything; by being a gigantic asshole.
Bulletproof.
Soma smiled at the irritated student, seemingly unaffected, well he was Ciel Phantomhive's best friend so he probably had pretty thick skin. "Come on, tell me," he prodded gently, "maybe I can help."
Ugh, stupid, dumb, too-handsome, happy, thoughtless, really, really attractive prince!
"It's the cricket ceremony," Cheslock confessed grumpily, opening his eyes; it was hard to glare with his eyes shut.
"Oh, you don't like social situations?" Soma guessed, it was a pretty fair assumption.
"Nah, it's not that," Cheslock demurred, even as he told himself he wasn't telling Soma. He actually didn't really mind social situations like dances and parties, he liked the lively energy and the music of events, so long as he didn't actually have to be social at social situations, they were okay.
"I just… can't…dance…" the admission was forced out through gritted teeth. "Like, at all."
Soma stared at him blankly for a second, then; "wait, what sort of English noble kid can't dance?!"
Thank you, now Cheslock felt so much better. He clenched his teeth until he heard them creak. "I just never really got around to learning." He'd always been a musical prodigy and both he and his family had believed that was more important and focused on that instead.
But being able to dance was just slightly important in this day and age and if he embarrassed Violet Wolf dorm at the ceremony he'd never be able to look his Prefect in the eye again and that was highly distressing.
Cheslock didn't give a fig about anyone else but he cared what Violet thought of him.
Soma looked relieved, "well if that's all, I could help you learn right now," he offered, "come on, it won't be that bad," he coaxed, extending his hand.
Cheslock looked at him as though he was crazy but the saying 'beggars can't be choosers,' flashed through his mind. He needed to be at least marginally competent and dancing and Soma was offering to help. Not only that but Cheslock could never bring himself to admit he had failings to anyone else and it was his own fault he didn't know how to dance, and dancing with Soma sounded fantastic so…
He took Soma's hand once he got off the bench, "fine. But if you tell anyone…" he let the threat trail off.
Soma laughed and pulled him closer, "don't worry, I won't! I'm not that dumb."
"Sure…" Cheslock muttered, but the taller boy just laughed as he coaxed the Violet student through mostly-forgotten steps.
Cheslock had been right, being so close to Soma was amazing, the newer student might not be partially using this as an excuse to be closer to him, but Cheslock sure was.
Soma laughed and stepped closer until they were almost nose to nose, "see, this isn't so bad!" He pulled Cheslock closer and smiled amorously.
Cheslock couldn't help but grin back, "yeah, you might be right."
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