𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐎𝐘 , finn shelby

ix. no feelings

˗ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 ˗
❝ am i not pretty enough for you then?❞

ALEXANDER HADN'T FORGOTTEN ABOUT THE EVENTS OF THE PREVIOUS NIGHT. He hadn't forgotten about how his brother had somehow figured out his hidden sexuality, while also confessing his own. He also hadn't forgotten how a drunken Finn had tried to make a move on him. So, it wasn't much of a surprise when he woke up to Finn's arms wrapped around his torso, his dark hair splayed across Alex's chest. It tickled a little, especially whenever Finn moved his head in his sleep. A gulp passed down Alexander's throat, nerves consuming him as he slowly removed his right arm from Finn's shirtless body.

A knock sounded at his door, and Alexander felt his body jump a little. Glancing over at the clock, he realised it was nine in the morning, and the butler was probably outside his door with the breakfast. Alexander carefully detangled himself from Finn's body, picking up a fluffy white robe and wrapping it around himself before approaching the door. He didn't look his best, his golden blonde hair ruffled and slightly covering his eyes, his cheeks a little red, but he didn't care much. He didn't always need to look polished and well-kept, especially not in the morning.

   "Good morning, Your Royal Highness," the butler greeted, a trolley filled with breakfast items beside him. "I've come to prepare breakfast."

   "Good morning," Alexander mumbled with a tired smile, stepping out of the way to let the man through. "My brother won't be joining me, but Finn Shelby will." He didn't know why he insisted on it. In all honesty, he didn't know if he could look Finn in the eyes again. "You don't need to set it up for me, though. I don't mind."

Finn didn't wake up for another ten minutes, by which time Alexander had gotten dressed and ready, and was sitting at the table eating breakfast while flicking through a newspaper. Thankfully, Finn was dressed. Alexander glanced up from the paper, which he wasn't really interested in anyway. It was rather boring, but he wanted to preoccupy himself.

   "Morning," Alexander greeted, hoping Finn hadn't remembered what he had done. He wondered if this is how Finn had felt when Alexander had basically spilled all his secrets to him a few nights ago - confessing that he was homosexual.

   "Morning, mate," Finn grumbled, rubbing his forehead as he sat down and grabbed a cup to fill with tea. As he was pouring the contents of the teapot into the cup, he looked up at the prince. "Listen... I'm sorry for what I did. It was weird, and awkward. I wasn't trying to make you uncomfortable."

Finn ended up rambling, and Alexander slowly put down his newspaper, watching as the peaky blinder struggled to find his words. His cheeks were growing increasingly red by the second, and Alex almost wanted to offer him some water to calm him down.

   "Finn," Alexander spoke up. "It's fine, I understand. You were drunk. It isn't that serious, I assure you." This was giving Alexander serious déjà vu. He could sense Finn's discomfort, his cheeks a bright red colour as he stared down at his drink.

Alexander trailed his eyes down to Finn's hand, seeing how tightly it was wrapped around his cup of tea. Hesitantly, he reached out and placed his hand on Finn's. Surprisingly, Finn didn't move his hand away. His fingers only twitched a little before settling, his free hand reaching out for a croissant to bite into to distract himself. Alexander did the same, not removing his hand from Finn's as he continued with his breakfast. At some point, the Shelby got tired of the silence.

   "Am I not pretty enough for you then?" Finn's tone was playful, a slight smile on his lips. Alexander glanced up from his newspaper, raising an eyebrow. "You didn't want to kiss me."

Alexander cursed himself. He cursed the way his cheeks immediately heated up, and how he looked straight back down at the newspaper in front of him. He was always so charismatic and well-spoken in public, but it looked like Finn didn't have to say a lot to reduce him to silence. It was embarrassing.