May the gods help you all, I'm posting more Levinstar. This has been hanging around in my Levinstar folder for a few months, and while I'm not overjoyed with it, I am more or less pleased, so you guys get it now.
Disclaimer: I don't own Ben 10, but if I did… Well, nobody would watch it.
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"Gods fugging damnid." Kevin was curled in a heavy quilt on the couch, leveling an unfocused glare at the image of Fakir being stabbed on the television. Tissues lay strewn haphazardly about the floor around him. A chuckle came from the doorway.
"Fug off, Morningstar." He burrowed deeper into the quilt as said villain moved closer with an amused smirk.
"But you look so cute when you're vulnerable…" His voice was cloyingly sweet; the brunet fell into a coughing fit, but managed to glare at him through it, "…and when you're angry."
"Gods helme I'll sneeze on you. Go'way." With another chuckle and an amused roll of blue eyes, Michael left the room, leaving his ill partner in peace. For about five minutes.
"It's your own fault." Kevin cringed at the sentence chiming from the kitchen.
"Why did I eben come here?"
"Maybe the next time there's an emergency you'll think to grab a coat on your way out."
"Shoulda gone da my mudder's."
"Of course that would require you to think…"
"Swear I'm dumping you." Another snort as the blond walked back in.
"You haven't managed to so far. Here," he set a tray on the coffee table, "Tea and toast. I'll be back in an hour, call if you need something." Darkstar turned to go and got halfway out of the room before-
"'Ey!" He turned to see Kevin looking at him over the back of the couch, "Danks Mikey." He smiled.
"You're welcome, Kevin."
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