Athos keeps his own counsel a little longer, silent and staying close as he straightens Aramis’ necktie and brushes an invisible piece of lint from his shoulder. The trouble is, he does not want to step away, half fearing this strange and wonderful moment between them will end.
But when he does step back to better inspect their work, the effect is entirely worth it. Aramis has always cut a fine figure - one would have to be a fool not to have noticed that before - and this suit, simple though it might be, has been expertly tailored to accentuate that lanky confidence that has been the undoing of any number of women.
And, it seems, at least one or two men.
Athos clears his throat, and a smile curves on his lips. “Well, I don’t think you will have to worry about me."
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Date: 2015-01-29 01:37 pm (UTC)But when he does step back to better inspect their work, the effect is entirely worth it. Aramis has always cut a fine figure - one would have to be a fool not to have noticed that before - and this suit, simple though it might be, has been expertly tailored to accentuate that lanky confidence that has been the undoing of any number of women.
And, it seems, at least one or two men.
Athos clears his throat, and a smile curves on his lips. “Well, I don’t think you will have to worry about me."