Thank you for those reviews!

Short chapter again - trying to space it out. Alvin's segment here was basically my impatience that there was no outright Alvon stuff occurring, I know it's a little out-of-place but I couldn't help it. Things kinda start to spice up from now onwards.

But anyway. Enjoy!

A

'Why did I wink at him?' Alvin finished ranting to himself as he stepped out of the shower. 'What was that? What kind of person winks at their brother?' He sighed and pointed to his reflection. 'Don't answer that.'

He looked back at the door, glad Simon was talking to him again. Maybe they'd needed a little spat to re-affirm traditional speaking terms.

Hopefully, it would last this time.

With one last ruffle of his wet hair, Alvin hung his towel up and started to get dressed.

'Alvin?' Simon called, knocking for a split second before the door began to open.

Alvin launched at it like some sort of stampede. 'A little bit naked, here!' He protested.

Simon chuckled on the other side and Alvin chided the way he swooned at the sound. 'Come on, it's nothing I haven't seen before.'

'Uh: not true!' Alvin corrected. 'We were eight last time we saw each other naked! Big changes since then, Si!'

'Geeze, you want to lay off the modesty, there?'

Alvin's blush went darker. 'What do you want anyway?'

Simon scoffed. 'To brush my teeth, genius. It's ten o'clock.'

'Give me five seconds, Simon!' Alvin said frantically, running and skidding to his clothes and hitching up his briefs like his life depended on it.

'I'm too tired to count.' Simon stated.

Alvin turned and felt another red blush spill across his cheeks. Simon was already inside, leaning against the doorframe and folding his arms. A tiny smirk on his lips.

'What have you got against privacy?' Alvin asked with a frown.

'You excuse it often enough.' Simon pointed out, making his way to where Alvin was standing. 'My turn, hotshot.'

Alvin felt rather frozen. He didn't want to move lest he draw attention to himself.

Simon placed his hands behind his back as he stood in front of his brother with a smile. 'What's with all the shyness, Alvin? You never cared before.' He bit his lip and placed a hand on Alvin's chest, spreading his fingers. 'You're body is perfect, and you know it.' He took his hand away and got his toothbrush out.

'Why…' Alvin felt the sparks shooting as they'd done those many months ago. He eventually decided not to question it, but he stayed more rigid than before the touch.

'Not a bad view from behind, either –'

'Simon!' Alvin's eyes went wide and he backed up frantically, hitting the bath and beginning to fall –

Simon caught him by the waist, much like he used to catch Jeanette whenever she tripped. He pulled Alvin up with a guilty smile. 'Sorry… I mean, i-it's not like I touched you.'

Alvin managed to break free of the hold. 'Si, please,' he shook his head. 'A bit weird, don't you think?' He accused. He forced a laugh and turned away from Simon. 'Come on, it – i-it's like you were flirting with me.'

'Wow, seriously,' Simon grinned, 'pull the reins on the modesty, please,'

'Okay, fine,' Alvin folded his arms. 'This is exactly why I don't want you seeing me naked.' He leaned against the wall stoutly.

Simon glanced at Alvin, toothbrush poised. 'You can get dressed, then,' he encouraged.

Alvin scoffed. 'Oho – no, uh-uh – I'm not bending over in front of you.'

That chuckle again. Simon just went on to brushing his teeth.

'You must be really tired…' Alvin went on softly. He pursed his lips, wondering if he could get away with some flirting of his own. He waited until Simon was done before asking a legitimate question first. 'Si, have you had your first kiss yet?'

Simon turned to Alvin with a small reluctant look. 'No, I haven't.' He admitted, turning back and washing his toothbrush. 'Why do you ask?'

Alvin felt delighted at the answer. 'I was just watching… telling myself you have really good dental hygiene… looking at your lips,' he blinked at his dare and turned away with a flinch. 'They just looked soft…' he murmured.

'Talk about flirting.' Simon put away his things and turned to Alvin thoughtfully, an arm leaning against the sink. 'Alvin, do you think I'm attractive?'

He'd asked it perfectly. It was so innocent, and a brotherly worry. He'd just complimented Alvin's body, and was wondering about his own. Alvin felt barely any shame to answer for his curious younger brother.

'You're unique, Si,' he began. 'People say we're twins, but you have such a sophisticated charm to you, my charm is just… I don't even know, the practised kind. It's the things you do that make you attractive. But, yeah, I mean your eyes are gorgeous… and your body…' he bit his lip and stopped talking, looking down.

'Thank you.' Simon smiled slowly, shyly. 'I suppose I'll let you get dressed.'

T

'What was in the book?'

'My songs, Theodore!' Simon yell-whispered excitedly the next day. 'He loved them! Even before his feelings for me – he told me I could "really play" –'

Theodore smiled hopefully. 'You just talked about his feelings for you.' He pointed out.

Simon bit his lip and smiled. 'Yeah, there was this other book,' he began, 'Let's just say I gained perspective.'

'Are you and Alvin talking about it more yet?'

'No…' Simon admitted. 'So you still need to keep quiet about it.' He added. 'He's too worried to hear it said out loud I think.' He smiled and shrugged. 'So I'd like to work on that song today.' He finished.

Theodore grinned. 'Yeah, that'd be awesome.' He nodded, excited to have some time behind the drums. There was so little after Dave had released their latest album a few months ago, their father figure was away a lot with campaigns, and to oversee remixes, copyright (for anyone wanting to reference their songs or use it in a movie or show), and other such things that accompanied the serious side of being a manager of such a popular band.

Simon quickly got to work on setting up their proper recording software. 'I didn't see this song in Alvin's book.' He said casually.

'Good, it can really be a surprise then.' Theodore smiled, settling himself behind his drum kit, fondly bringing out the green and bronze sticks to go with it.

'You know,' Simon turned to Theodore with a warm smile. 'You were right. Alvin's feelings aren't as bad as they seem… if he's so determined to hide them, then I don't have to be worried about anything.'

Theodore tilted his head. 'What would you be worried about?' He asked in confusion.

Simon shrugged and brought a wire to his piano. 'Well,' he began, 'It's just the things that are mostly associated with a serious relationship… you know, like if he had a serious desire to…' he bit his lip, remembering who he was talking to. 'Uh… kiss me.' He quickly corrected his thoughts.

'He does want to kiss you.' Theodore stated.

'What?' Simon turned to his little brother. 'He told you that? He actually admitted that he wants to kiss me?'

'Yeah…' Theodore nodded with a small shrug. 'He said "you bet" when I asked him.'

Simon could feel the blush spilling over his cheeks. 'Well… my point is that I don't think he'd act on it without my consent.' He continued to set up his piano.

Theodore shook his head. 'No, he wouldn't.' He agreed. 'He seems too ashamed about wanting to kiss you at all.'

'Yeah…' Simon blew out a breath before looking up at Theodore. 'Even though I can accept that he has feelings for me… I can't help but agree that he should be ashamed.'

'Just cause you're brothers?' Theodore guessed.

'Well, yes.' Simon brought another chord to Theodore's drums. 'Because it's illegal.'

Theodore's eyes flashed worry. 'You wouldn't put him in prison, would you?' He asked frantically, knowing that was Alvin's biggest fear.

Simon looked up at Theodore reassuringly. 'No.' He promised. 'Not without good reason, at least.' He added in retrospect.

'What reason would that be?' Theodore frowned.

'Uhm…' Simon turned to go back to his piano. 'If he took advantage of me. If he started to make me really uncomfortable – you know, if he got… perverted.' He sat down on his stool gently and turned to Theodore. 'I wouldn't do it unless it got really bad, or if he kept doing something even when I told him to stop.' He tilted his head. 'Like if he started staring at my body, and I told him it made me uncomfortable, and then he did it anyway.'

'Why would he stare at your body?' Theodore mused, checking his high-hat rigging.

Simon blushed again. 'Well, that's what people do when they're infatuated.' He explained. 'Actually, Alvin used to stare at my body like that. But he's stopped. A-anyway, long story short: I wouldn't get him arrested unless things got really incestuous.'

Theodore nodded, taking that as a solid "no". Alvin wouldn't ever dare make Simon that uncomfortable.

Theo's so innocent XD Next chapter tomorrow!