How Green Becomes Wood

"I do not see why not," Dark shrugged, "They likely will only be seen when you cross your legs. And a pair of good dress shoes is good, your feet should be done growing by now, and you will surely end up attending more weddings or funerals in your future, so it saves you future stress. Now, you should change so we can buy the suits and then take them to be altered."
 
"Okay!" Alec agreed and happily went to change back into his normal attire.

Xander came out shortly before Alec, holding the carefully rehung and folded items in one hand while he tried to tame his fluffed out hair with the other.
 
"I hope that was not as awful as you feared it would be," Dark said calmly, leading them to the cashier after double checking they had left everything tidy, "Honestly, I am a bit jealous. The things I would give to be able to walk into a store and buy almost-perfect clothing off of the rack instead of either needing intense alterations or to commission it entirely. The money I would save."
 
"I am sure we will eventually." Dark said, "I know neither of you have expressed an interest in prom, but if not that, I am sure you will have another reason some time to need another one. I would be glad to take you back."

At the counter, the cashier, a small-statured older man smiled at them, "Mr. Dark, I am glad to see you found something suitable for your boys."

"I did, thank you. They are going to require some tailoring, though, like we spoke about?"

"Oh, of course, of course. If you like I could take those measurements today and I could get started," The man said, "Your suit is nearly finished, it should be ready for you on Monday."
 
"It was only your pants which were too long, correct?" Dark clarified, "He will only need your inseam length in order to hem them. Although I also think the sleeves could be slightly shortened as well, if Mr. Russo agrees he will also measure you from shoulder to wrist. Xander, because you said the waist was too tight, he will need to measure you at your waist to see what needs to be let out---do not worry, he can do it without touching you, he will tell you where and how to hold the measuring tape."
 
"That's right," Alec confirmed. "Shall I go first? I'd like to see how this is done." He stepped forward willingly.

"Alright, that's fine," Xander agreed. He let Alec go first, waiting his turn nervously. He believed Dark about the no touching thing, but it was still nervewraking to have hands so close to him.
 
"It is really not complicated," Dark said as he paid for the suits, amused by the phrasing 'how this is done.' It was just taking measurements, it wasn't particularly fancy. Mr. Russo had them quickly go and put the suits back on, although the ties weren't necessary, just so he could see how they fit, see if he noted anything else which needed to be taken in or let out, and put in pins where needed. Then he started with Alec first and took his inseam by handing him the end of the tape measure and directing it to hold it against where he ended while he knelt on the ground to take the bottom of the measure, stuck pins in the pant legs, and then stood to make a note of that. Then he had to do the sleeves, which he did need to help hold because Alec couldn't hold his arm straight and also hold the tape in both hands. Again, he pinned and recorded the measurements. Then he asked if Alec wanted the waistcoat to taper in slightly or if he liked how it was at his waist and took waist and hip measurements only if Alec said he did. Then, Alec was free and allowed to carefully change and bring the suit back so he could work on them after he left.

Next it was Xander's turn. His pant legs fit fine, so there was no need to take the inseam. For the waist, he instructed Xander to first remove the vest and the jacket and then handed him the measuring tape, instructing him where to hold the tape and only coming near to read the measurement off. Because his pants needed to be let out at the waist rather than needing to be taken in, no pins were necessary, so the only time Mr. Russo's hands came anywhere near Xander was when he was handing him the measuring tape. His fit better off the rack, so soon enough, with no actual touching of any sort, Xander too was allowed to change back.
 
Alec watched with great interest as Mr. Russo worked, intrigued by the process. He wished he could see how it worked from beginning to end. When it was time to, once again, change outfits, he managed to only get poked once as he climbed out of the suit.

Xander was far less interested in the actual process and more suspicious as he watched, He said nothing and did exactly as Mr. Russo said, moving stiffly as he did so. He hurried to change out of his suit and quickly rejoined the others.

"This is cool, alterations. How do you know what to move?" Alec asked curiously.
 
When Xander came back, Dark gave him a quick nod to make sure he was alright and the ordeal of being measured was not too overwhelming for him.

"I just see where it is too loose, too long, too short, or too tight," Mr. Russo answered with a shrug, not knowing how to be more specific, "If it is uncomfortable in an area, I see what I can do to make it more comfortable. Making things shorter and tighter is easier than making them looser and longer. But I've been doing this for forty years, so it is second nature at this point."
 
"Ooo, I see," Alec nodded. "And I noticed the seams were wider in the suits than normal. Is that to give you room to make things looser if you want to?"

"We should get going," Xander told him with a nudge. "He has other things to do than give you free lessons. Thai food, right?"

"Right," Alec confirmed. "Sorry, sir, don't mean to take up all your time!"
 
Mr. Russo had begun to answer when Xander began to usher Alec out so instead he said, "I will have these ready to pick up when your suit is ready. I will call you when they are available."


"Thank you," Dark replied with a nod and followed his sons out, "It was ultimately painless, no?"
 
"It was a lot of fun!" Alec grinned, touching Dark's arm briefly. "Thank you!"

"It could have been worse. By a lot," Xander admitted.

Alec nudged him. "You're just annoyed by how good you looked!"
 
"You are welcome," Dark replied with a tiny smile, "I am glad you found something you both liked. I think you chose well. And I am serious about accessorizing, you are welcome to wear any jewelry or makeup you like. I trust your judgment."
 
"That's going to be the second-best part," Alec told him happily. "This event is going to be so top-tier amazing! So! How do you feel about going to a Thai restaurant? I don't think I've ever been to one before, but there's one not too far from here, and they have good reviews."

Xander grumbled softly but nodded in agreement.
 
"Sticky rice. I want sticky rice. Other than that, I think I'll close my eyes and point to the menu," Alec said, getting in the back with Xander.

"Maybe drunken noodles," Xander remarked. "They sounded good."
 
"Just be certain you express your spice tolerance so you don't end up suffering," Dark replied, amused, as he put in the address to the Thai place he and Daizi would order from into the GPS and driving there. Were he a different man, he'd make a Tie-Thai joke, but he was not, and the pun did not cross his mind.
 
"Quite right! We don't want to become tongue-Thai-d, right?" Alec grinned, waggling his brows.

Xander groaned. "Dad jokes are supposed to be his curse, not yours."

"You're just jealous you didn't get there first," Alec said, sticking out his tongue at his brother.
 
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