Notes: Just a little drabble I wrote after seeing an episode of...some show (I wasn't paying too much attention) where someone and their friend-turned-significant-other got locked in a closet together for hours on end. Two pairings here...becuase I don't think there is enough of one and I love the other.
Enjoy!
"Shhhh!"
"I'm trying, I'm trying, just…it's hard to be quiet when you're..doing…that!" the boy squeaked.
There was a rustling coming from the other side of the paper-thin walls of the beaten, old apartment and both occupants of the too-narrow closet froze.
"I told-
"Shh!"
Another movement- this time slower, more deliberate.
"I think they're leavin." two ears pressed to the side of the door to better listen.
Silence.
"Good. No more screw-ups!"
"C'mon, Gwen, I said I was tryin'!"
"Oh, alright…lets just keep It down this time, alright?" Gwen sighed as she touched her lips lightly to the blonde boys neck.
He moaned.
Loud.
"Coop! I told you to-
The closet door was open in a flash, revealing a half-naked Kevin Levin standing on the outside. "And what's goin on here?" Kevin asked half seriously, though unable to hide his trademark smirk.
"Hm. Making use of our closet space, I see?" Kevin offered, now outright giggling.
Cooper hid his face, now a bright red, in the first place he could find; Gwen's chest.
"Cooper!" Gwen screeched as she proceeded to smack the younger boy relentlessly.
Kevin, who was laughing openly now, just waved his hands and made his way back to his bedroom. "That's it?" Gwen whispered.
"OH!" came Kevin's voice once more. "Next time you could just ask, or use the couch!"
Back in Kevin's bed, Ben Tennyson poked his head out from under Kevin's blankets. "Don't worry, it was just Gwen and Cooper."
"Gwen!? Cooper??! When-
"Let's not worry about that just yet, yeah?" Kevin smiled into Ben's small chest as he continued to shower the young hero in butterfly kisses.
"Yeah…"