Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or plot from Ed, Edd N' Eddy. I do, however, own this particular story.
Warning: This story contains homosexual (BOYXBOY/GIRLXGIRL) and mature material, including; sexual situations, misuse of drugs, underage drinking, law-breaking, foul language, and violence. If you are against any of those things then, please, exit without flames. Thank you.
Summary: Our favorite pranksters are growing up! School's beginning to come to an end, peer pressure is really starting to set in, and hormones are raging. Especially for two certain hat-wearing opposites who begin to develop and discover the feelings they feel for each other. And when the expression of their love is shown, watch as all those who are around them react. Horrible summary, my apologies. KevEdd. BoyxBoy.
Note: This and the last chapter are based heavily on amberpire's Bones and Promises.
"I would consider myself lucky, if I were you, Mr. Barr." Dr. Cromwell said as he scribbled for the thousandth time on his damn clipboard.
"Not many people get off this easily when it comes to a motorcycle accident."
It had been a mere hour ago that Kevin had woken up in this God forsaken room, dazed and confused about why his leg was in a damn cast, head pounding like a screen door in a hurricane.
That is, until, Dr. Cromwell, a short old man with the attention span of a three year old presented with Toyland, here was gracious enough to come, in all of his overwhelming glory, and explain that the redhead had been in an accident out on the highway.
Fuck a bag.
Is my bike alright, was the first thing he thought to frantically asked, having to be held down in order for him not to jump from the bed and limp to his baby.
But this motherfucker wouldn't let him.
It's fine, Mr. Barr, the homely man had reassured, A boy by the name of, he had checked his damn chart again, Eddward Vincent.
Forest eyes had widened larger than saucers as the ginger had been in formed that it was, indeed, the Double Dweeb and his duo of retards who had found and took him to the hospital, looking to be quite 'exhausted' themselves, apparently.
Well shit.
That had truly been news to Kevin.
He couldn't remember shit about it and, having voiced this, the spritely old man explained that it was most likely a mild case of amnesia from Kevin hitting his head, despite the safety of his helmet.
How comforting.
It's not so surprising that Eddward would help the redhead, he's about as selfless as they come when it comes to those sorts of things, Kevin's guessed.
But Ed?
Okay, well, he's a fucking teddy bear.
But Eddy?!
No way in hell that piece of shit would help anyone.
"Yeah... Lucky me." he said, unenthusiastically.
Attempting to shift into a more comfortable position, Kevin suddenly hissed, ending up with sharp pains shooting throughout his entire body every which way from the slightest move.
Great.
Huffing, he simply gave up, after a few more failed attempts, of course, and lay still. His eyes narrowing considerably when the elderly male in the room decided it best to tsk at the young, wreckless teenager.
"Try not to move so quickly."
His tone was almost joyous, an attempt to lighten the redhead's spirits.
Though, it only managed to piss Kevin off even more, having taken the comment as mockery more than anything else.
"Gee, if only I had thought of that," Kevin deadpanned.
Dr. Cromwell, thinking this to be the young man's way of joking, smiled obliviously and hummed lightly as he scribbled further upon his clipboard.
Already irritable, his nerves grating to an enflamed end, Kevin outlasted the scratching noises about ten seconds before his will snapped and he snarled at the doctor.
"What the hell do you keep writing, anyway!?"
His tone cracked on the last word, throbs of warning, telling him to shut his loud mouth, most likely, pulsing throughout his head and causing regret to fill his thoughts, a bandaged hand coming up to rub cautiously at his temples as a long groan emitted from deep in his throat.
Christ.
The white-haired man looked up in surprise, his fragility sparking in appearances as he nervously fiddled with his pen, self-conscious.
"Oh.." he seemed embarrassed.
The vulnerability presented made the redhead sigh in frustration, guilt riddling his senses as he noticed the slight scarlet making itself apparent upon wrinkled flesh.
For fuck's sake, if this man cries then Kevin may just have to kill himself.
"I just like to doodle.." he finally said, turning the bard and showing the jock a scratchy picture of what seemed to be a cat, looking to have been drawn by a three year old.
...
'This is who's taking care of me...'
Fan-fucking-tastic.
Eyes concerned, for the mental health of this socially awkward senior citizen and the welfare of his own healing, Kevin couldn't help the next words that fell from his split lips.
"Are you retarded?"
What made it worse was the serious tone and honest curiosity.
The poor old fool puffed out his cheeks childishly, the rack that he was well over his middle-aged days causing discomfort to settle within the redhead at the action.
"We can't all be artists, Mr. Barr." he huffed, turning on his heel and walking out.
Bringing up his good hand, the other one bandaged and unnervingly too agonizingly pained for the male to even consider the risk of movement, Kevin ran his scrapped up and bruising fingers through his messy, copper locks, holding back the whimper of discomfort when his cranium pulsed in protest.
He sighed, dropping the hand and trying to gather his thoughts, looking to the terribly too-white ceiling in order to try to understand, and remember, the events from earlier that evening, once more.
It hadn't been anything special, or unusual.
He'd gone home with Nazz, after school, and hung out with her until she had abandoned the other, wanting to get ready for the party they were both going to attend, having been invited the week before.
Thinking back, he should have accepted the blonde's offer to ride in her car.
There had been a storm predicted to appear that night, but, having never exactly trusted the words of pesky news reporters, the jock had waved her off, saying he'd rather get one more ride in on his motorcycle before he'd had to put her away for the winter entirely.
Dumbass.
Rolling his eyes at his own stupidity, Kevin centered himself once more, going over the fact that he'd then walked Lottie, took a shower, ate dinner with his Dad -a spaghetti surprise gone horribly wrong-, and, finally, took off down the Rosen his bike.
The skies hadn't looked too terrible when he'd left.
A little grey, but nothing to fear, in his mind.
It had happened so fast; the darkness, the rain, lightening, thunder.
He'd taken precautions, slowing considerably, flipping on his headlights, but, even the redhead knew how much danger he could be in, at that time. The roads were slick, his speed wasn't safe enough, and the headlights had been mere reflections against water.
Even so, he'd continued on like the idiot he knew he was.
'And look where you are, now.'
What a dumbass.
Fuck.
He faintly remembered a flash of light, a strike of lightening, perhaps, before his mind went blank. He couldn't remember what happened in the aftermath, but assumed that had been when he was thrown from his bike. Maybe he lost balance, or simply lost control, either way, now he was stuck in this damn hospital with Dr. Dolittle taking the utmost care of him.
Shit...
Kevin sighed, once more, closing his eyes, which were bloodshot from his busted blood vessels -so much fun-, and thought about what his whacked doctor had said before bursting with crazy.
About how the Ed's, of all people, had found him.
What were they doing out on the highway? Where they on their way to Jimmy's party, too? What were their reactions when they found out it was the former bully? Did they freak out, contemplate leaving him -probably Eddy's idea-? Or did they even know it was the redhead?
Whatever it was, Kevin just couldn't wrap his mind around the idea that Eddy actually took action in that situation.
Honestly, he'd expect him to hit and run if it came down to anything like that. But, Kevin suppose Ed and Eddward being there would have quite the influence. There's no way either of them would just leave Kevin to die in some ditch out in the middle of nowhere, whether he was a stranger or not.
Over all, the tall male just wanted to know what had happened. He'd never crashed before, be it in rain or the sun. Hell, he could remember times when he went out racing against high schooler's in his younger days.
Granted, it wasn't the smartest decision, but still.
Now he'd have to find another job, usually having a seasonal job at the pool, usually too busy with sports during the school year, just to pay for all the damage to his bike.
How frustrating.
A knock on the door suddenly grabbed his attention.
Turning his head, Kevin noticed the nurse, her short dark burgundy hair disheveled from the late hours, poke her head in with a small smile upon her tired face.
"Honey, you have a visitor."
Her tone was sweet and sincere, something Kevin had instantly found comfort in when she'd first come to give home medication when he woke.
So, he couldn't help but return her gentle smile and nodded.
"Let 'em in."
She smiled again and slipped away to fetch the newcomer, causing Kevin to sigh when she was out of sight.
It was probably Nazz, ready to chew his ear off with one of her motherly naggings that she's so keen on giving.
Or, the redhead guessed it could be Nathan; though, that would actually mean he'd not gotten drunk at the party. It was past midnight and Kevin highly doubted he'd be in any shape or form to come make sure he was okay.
He'd probably rush in tomorrow, proclaiming his love for his fellow jock, as usual whenever Kevin was mad at him, and explain that he was held up with some guy, probably Rave, again.
Or, maybe it was his dad.
That was more likely.
Kevin could see him now, running in with tears in his similarly green eyes as he hugged his son tightly, despite the injuries, telling the redhead how much he loved him, before he'd yell at his son for being so stupid. That he was grounded, right before he'd completely forget about it and offer some ice cream like Kevin was a five year old, again.
This would cause the athlete to groan and whine about how he wasn't a kid anymore before he'd just laugh as his overly protective dad would do it anyway.
But, none of that happened.
At least, not yet.
For the person who walked through the door wasn't Nazz, or Nathan, or his ginger-headed dad, for that matter.
It was, if his bloodshot eyes weren't playing tricks on him, Eddward.
He seemed nervous, and it took Kevin a moment to get over his initial surprise to notice his appearance.
His clothes, which Edd was so known to keep perfectly placed, were now completely soaked through and wrinkled, clinging to his lean body so desperately that the redhead feared whether he could breathe or not. Glancing down, Kevin could see that his old shoes and up to his knees were caked in mud, masses of the brown substance having been splattered all over the Ed, some of it even on his face. His skin was deathly pale, his cheeks rosy red along with his nose. His hair was hanging in damp locks, hat held in his muddy and, to Kevin's horror and worry, bloody hands.
Shit, he could understand the rain, but what he fuck happened to him?
"Edd..." was the only thing the jock could manage to croak out, his voice hoarse and guttural.
The swimmer managed to smile, showing a glimpse of his gapped teeth, "G-Greetings Kevin..."
He sounded as if he were exhausted, looked like it too. What with his droopy eyes and the bags accompanying them.
"How are you feeling, if I might ask?"
He said this timidly, as if he were afraid Kevin would become angry with his asking.
This infuriated Kevin, irrationally, knowing the other still thought of him as a danger, before he calmed suddenly as he noticed the trembles wrecking the raven's body. The hand on the hat looking to be having one hell of a time just trying to keep hold of said item.
Ignoring the smartest of the Ed's question, Kevin instead, slowly, mind you, as to not scare the other, it seemed, motioned for Edd to come closer.
Cocking his head, curiously, Edd hesitantly did as he was told, wringing his hat in his hands as he stepped forward to stand next to the injured redhead laying in the hospital bed.
Once he was close enough, Kevin grabbed the extra blanket that laid over his leg, the other in a cast and elevated, not even thinking about the consequences as he used both hands to gently wrapped the fabric around Edd's quaking shoulders.
Pain immediately shot up his left arm, causing the redhead to clench his teeth, hissing as he quickly dropped his right arm to grasp the left and curled in on himself. It felt as though the muscles were being ripped apart, the nerve endings on fire.
Jesus Christ.
Kevin held his breath against the horrid feeling, willing it leave desperately.
The feeling of a clammy, shaking hand skated up his back. The chill of freezing flesh glided across the exposed strip of his broad back, which was left bare due to the hospital gown he wore, raking a spark of shivers down the redhead's system. Another long fingered, equally cold appendage placed itself upon his right hand which currently clutched at the left for dear life.
Slowly, Kevin opened his squinting eyes only to have them lock with Eddward's concerned, brilliantly bright blue ones, instantly forgetting whatever it was gnawing at the left half of his body and replacing it was a slightly unpleasant, yet completely acceptable, nausea in his abdomen.
The hell..?
"Are you alright, Kevin? Shall I go fetch a nurse?" the raven said hastily, getting ready to stand to do just that.
Fear of him leaving suddenly captured the jock's heart and, not willing to let him escape so easily, Kevin flipped his hand over to grasp Edd's, keeping him in place.
"No!"
Edd's concern dissolved into confusion, his large, doe-like eyes -fuck, they're adorable- searching Kevin's as the redhead tried to cover up his sudden embarrassment, biting back a blush.
"I mean, no, I'm fine," he tried, doing his best not to sound desperate as he willed himself to look back up at the other, "Stay."
The last part was added by an almost whisper, the taller male looking away to avoid blushing at his own request.
The Ed stared at Kevin for a moment and, suppressing the urge to look away like a coward at the straightforwardness that his crush displayed, finally nodded slightly, smiling shyly.
His voice was hushed, embarrassed, as well, "Alright, as you wish, K-Kevin.."
Well, shit.
Now that got his blood going.
Kevin noticed a definite blush darken Edd's already pink cheeks, probably realizing what he'd said, and looked down as the redhead did the same, seeing that they was still clutching each other's hand.
Slowly, the athlete released the swimmer, taking note in the way Edd hesitantly took his own hand back.
"W-Why did you give me this..?" the dark haired beauty asked, trying to make conversation in the awkward atmosphere; though, he didn't hesitate to wrap it around himself more properly.
Trying and failing, to ignore the other's flustered state, Kevin shrugged, "You were shaking and soaked," he leaned back against the uncomfortable pillows provided, "I figured it would warm you up a bit."
He nodded his head, understanding, and glanced down at his ceasing hands.
Fuck, this was awkward.
Kevin but his lip and struggled to keep the conversation going, never being completely comfortable in silence, as it was.
"So, uh..." Fuck I'm lame, "Where's Ed and asshat?"
The raven smiled, apologetically, "I'm afraid they retired for the night."
"Doesn't surprise me," he scoffed then looked to the other, who was refusing to meet his eyes, "Why'd you stay?"
Kevin watched in curiosity as a small blush formed on pale cheekbones, the redhead clearly having made him nervous as his eager hands began fiddling with the edge of the blanket.
This fact made the athlete want to smile.
"W-Well, K-Kevin," he stuttered, God he was adorable when he stuttered, "You couldn't possibly expect m-me to leave a friend in need. It goes against e-everything I be-believe."
Kevin couldn't help the smirk that pulled at his split lip, "Friend?"
Cerulean eyes widened, Edd quickly looking frightened and apologetic.
"Oh! Do forgive me, Kevin! I-I did not intend to over-step my boundaries!" he quickly covered, making Kevin's aching body shake with chuckles.
"Dude, calm down." he reassured, ceasing his teasing, "Of course we're friends."
The Ed seemed hopeful at this and bit his lip in uncertainty, having no idea what effect that little action had on the taller male.
Thank God for the excessive amount of pain to beat that down.
"W-We are..?"
The redhead smiled genuinely and nodded.
"Anyone who would save my ass and stay long enough to make sure I'm okay is definitely my friend." he said and caught the small smile forming on Edd's pale pink lips.
Kevin himself smiled, again, forest eyes trailing up the raven's dirty yet beautiful face. His vision traced over plump lips, an angular nose, high cheekbones, downcast, thoughtful eyes, his dripping, ebony ha-
Kevin squinted, eyes narrowing in on something.
"Edd, come here."
He seemed unsure, "U-Uh, might I ask-"
"Just come here for a second." Kevin insisted softly, patting the spot on the bed next to him.
His cheeks flamed with color but Edd did as he was told, which somehow gave the redhead a small thrill, and timidly sat beside his new companion, turned ever so slightly so that he was facing both Kevin and the wall.
The jock reached up, slowly, seeing Edd flinch, regardless, and brushed his calloused fingers over the swimmer's right temple. He tried to sit up again, holding back a yelp at the rush of pain that resulted from such actions, and instead asked the Ed to bend his head down a bit, seeing the younger obey, once more.
"Kevin?" he asked as said male ran his fingers through near shoulder-length locks, searching, "What is- Ah!"
The injured male quickly pulled his hand back at the pained cry and frowned.
"Sorry.."
He said and, being far more gentle this time, moved the currently matted hair aside to look at the large gash that was oozing blood right above Edd's normally covered hairline.
"Fuck, Edd. What'd you do?" Kevin asked in concern, leaning in further to examine.
There had been something darker than dirt dried up on his face, trailing down in thick lines, now he knew it was blood.
Edd pulled back, quickly, brushing the other's hand away to reach up himself.
"W-What do you mean-" his eyes widened and he bit his lip in pain, pulling his hand away to look at the blood coating pale fingers.
Shit.
Kevin quickly grabbed the younger's wrist before he could panic, the evidence of such a reaction clear as day in the swimmer's watering eyes.
"Edd, man, calm down." he said in as soothing of a voice he could manage, though it croaked ever so slightly from his sore throat, "It's okay, just don't touch it and I'll call the nurse in."
It helped, eventually, but only slightly. The younger was breathing heavily, quickly. His lip was quivering and his body was shaking more so than it already had been.
The raven squeezed his eyes shut and Kevin noticed their hands were clasped, tighter this time. Kevin shushed him, ignoring his own extreme discomfort to sit up enough to pull the other closer, wishing to place his free hand on his back, but unable to.
"I-I must have collided with a rock," Edd explained as Kevin pressed the button to alert the nurse, "I... had fallen next to you in a ditch, it's how we f-found you."
The redhead smiled, reassuringly.
"Well, then, I guess I'm lucky you have two left feet." he teased.
The raven looked up at him, his quaking lips spreading into a gap-toothed smile that brought the nausea back to Kevin's stomach, "I believe you're correct."
"Aren't I always?"
"If believing such nonsense helps with your sleeping habits, Kevin, then, by all means."
The redhead laughed at that, "I see hitting your head hasn't effected you that much."
The little dork blushed and looked away.
"My apologies, Kevin."
Said male shook his head and unconsciously squeezed the other's hand.
"It's fine, Edd."
He seemed to just realize the jock was holding his hand, tensing immensely.
"Ke-"
"Can I ask you something?" the redhead cut in.
"Hu-oh! H-Heavens, of course, Kevin!"
He said this enthusiastically, bringing a smile to the other's face.
Though, it faded when he seriously asked, "Be honest, why did you stay."
He had noticed the clock on the far wall, having seen it was well past two in the morning. Edd, to his knowledge, was never one to push the limits of his regular schedule, like his bedtime.
The raven looked at Kevin curiously, then down at his lap, "I... I have already explained it to you, Kevin. I could never just le-"
"Edd."
He froze after flinching, slowly peeking up at his secret crush.
"Why?"
The dark haired teen looked perplexed, but also suspicious, and worry some. As if he had something to hide. A secret of some sort.
Embarrassment settled in the both of them as what Kevin was asking and the implication of what that secret could be hung in the air thickly.
Forcing it down with everything he had, Kevin looked at the other firmly, Eddward unable to stop his rosy cheeks turning from flushed to beet red. He was still shaking, the fidgets that informed Kevin he was nervous, starting up once more.
The redhead could tell he so desperately wanted to look away, his bright eyes, so beautifully blue, begged for such a release. But Kevin's own wouldn't allow it. They demanded him for answers, they forced him to hold the gaze, they pleaded for him to trust in the jock.
'Christ, you're gay.'
He ignored himself, noticing how warm Edd's hand had gotten from his own, once having been chilled to the very bone, and brushed his thumb over the protruding knuckles. Feeling and admiring how, despite the lack of meat covering said bony hands, soft and subtle his paler than the ginger's skin is.
Kevin didn't have to glance down to see the differences between them. Where he was paper white, the jock was sun stroked. Where the swimmer was flawless and smooth, he was freckled, marred, and calloused. Where Edd was lean and lithe, Kevin was all meat and muscle.
Where he was soft and gentle, the athlete was rough and brutal.
Complete opposites.
So why is it that the attraction Kevin has for this intelligent, beautiful, and, over all, completely out-of-his-league swimmer is so incredibly strong?
Why is it that he can feel his control slipping between his fingers when around the Ed?
Why does Kevin want Eddward Vincent?
Kevin had deducted the fact that he found the other attractive, you'd have to be either blind or just plain stupid not to see that fact. But, he'd been attracted to people before. Granted, they were girls, but still, he's never lost his cool or focus around them. Not since he was a kid and had that crush on Nazz.
So, the question was, what made this swimmer, this dork, so special?
He kept his eyes locked with nerd's, who ceased chewing of his lower lip, now red from the assault and, honestly, teasing the jock to no end, who wanted nothing more than to bend down and claim them as his own.
"I.. I was worried, for you, Kevin." he finally started, "When I found out it was you laying in that ditch, I... Well, I honesty don't remember my own conscious functioning correctly. And, trust me, it wasn't because of my cursed imbalance of footing. I was genuinely concerned and had the absurd idea that.. that you wouldn't make it."
Kevin frowned a bit and Edd sighed, continuing.
"You were quite irrational, completely out of whatever conscious you were able to muster. I don't even know if you had a clue it was me you were looking at or responding to..."
His tone took on a sad note that had Kevin squeezing his hand in reassurance.
Edd smiled slightly, at that.
"That was the only way for you to communicate with me at the time." he said this before squeezing Kevin's larger hand, for an example.
Kevin smiled as Edd sat up a bit, showing his gap-toothed smile proudly.
"Now, I can't quite take all of the credit for rushing you to this hospital, Kevin." he admitted, tone lighter than before, "Ed and Eddy had just as much to do with such actions as I did, perhaps even more."
His smile faded and he said seriously, "But, as you pointed out, I stayed."
Kevin rose an eyebrow, curiosity beginning to get the better of him.
Thankfully, he didn't have to wait.
"Yes, I could have left," the swimmer stated, motioning to the door, "I could have walked away. I could have informed the nurse to give me a call or to send a message that you were in my thoughts, but I didn't."
The Ed looked at the other dead in the eye, "There's something about you, Kevin Barr. Something I can't explain... But, if I had to go by instinct.. I would say that there is..."
He trailed off, his confidence quickly dissipating, shrinking back into himself.
Kevin quickly tugged his hand in encouragement.
"There's what?"
The jock had never seen Eddward speak so clearly and strongly.
This confidence, that he'd always doubted the swimmer possessed, had shown so easily, pushing past all of the shyness and uncertainty that tainted his emotions. Not that Kevin didn't find those small flaws and adjustments adorable on the dork, but hearing his normally meek voice take on such a deep demeanor.. It was truly intriguing and, most of all, unworldly attractive.
But, unfortunately, Edd shook his head, voice sinking further into one equal of a frightened child, "N-No, please, forget I had brought up such nonsense..."
"Edd, please." Kevin begged, yes, begged, and tried to catch those gloriously captivating eyes again, squeezing his hand a bit harder, "Tell me."
Eddward bit his lip once more, nervously. And damn it all to hell, if Kevin didn't kiss him soon, then he'll surely go mad.
The raven looked up again and took a deep breath before making a motion between the two, giving in.
"I would say that there is a connection that you and I possess between us, Kevin."
...What?
Copper eyebrows rose in curiosity and, suddenly, Kevin was the one blushing as Edd looked at him in expectancy.
But, before he could open his mouth to say anything, there was a knock on the door and the nurse from before came strolling in with a bright smile beaming towards the two.
God damn it!
"I'm sorry to interrupt, dear, but you called for me?" she asked sweetly.
It took a moment, after calming himself enough not to yell bloody murder at the woman, to realize that Kevin had, indeed, sent for her.
The redhead cleared his throat, forcing a smile, "Uh, yeah. My friend here hurt his head. I think he needs stitches."
He saw Edd retreat his eyes to the floor.
The redhead frowned slightly, wanting to bring him back to face him, but the woman, Kevin thinking her name was Tammy, hurried over and slowly pushed ebony hair aside. Apologizing when Edd flinched, along with a squeeze to Kevin's hand, and she found what she needed and instantly cooed to him if he was alright.
"Come with me, I'll get you all fixed up." she said and helped him stand.
Kevin noticed the younger catch himself and, once again, grew concerned.
"You alright, Edd?"
He nodded after a moment and slowly let go of Kevin's hand, to the redhead's dismay.
"I assure you, I'll be alright, Kevin." he seemed a bit out of breath, "I'd be more concerned about yourself, at the moment."
This brought a small smile to the jock's face as he watched the two begin to walk out.
Seeing this brought out an urge he just couldn't hold back.
"Hey, Eddward." Kevin called, a pain in his side sparking.
Said male stopped with the nurse and looked back, halfway through the door.
"Y-Yes?"
He struggled, racking through his brain for a response, "Uh.. I was just wondering.. Uh."
"Wondering, what, Ke-Kevin..?"
"Uh.." fuck me sideways, I'm so fucking stupid, "Do you tutor..?"
'Well, now I've done it.'
Way to go, Kevin. Good job.
Jesus.
But he made the most adorably confused face, "T-Tutor?"
Fucking shit, "Yeah, uh, I'm sorta failing and I really really need someone to help me out so I don't flunk out the semester." Kevin quickly gathered.
Way to go genius.
'You sound so fucking desperate. I need to-'
"It would be my pleasure to assist you." the smartest of the Ed's suddenly said, his infamous gap-toothed smile forcing all of the redhead's rantings to cease in volume.
...What?
Kevin smiled.
"Really? Well.. Great. Uh, I guess I'll just get back to you on it then." he said awkwardly, motioning down to his battered state.
The swimmer gave the most adorable giggle and nodded, "I understand, sleep well, Kevin."
"You too, dude," he said, waving, "See ya."
Edd smiled shyly and waved back before disappearing with the nurse, leaving the jock to think over all that was just said and done between them.
Is it possible that Eddward likes him back?
A cynical, annoyingly obvious voice in his head smacked him mentally for thinking something so queer, but he ignored it, wondering if her had a chance.
But, with his luck, Kevin didn't exactly have the time to dwell on such a subject.
For in the next two seconds, the door burst open and, suddenly, his dad, face an absolute wreck of emotions, was crushing his son in a bruising hug, sobbing as he grounded the redhead. Next to him was Nazz, nagging and holding up a drunken Nathan, who seemed to be asleep in her arms. The amount of noise in the room increasing to the point that nurses were alerted, immediately.
'See what I mean?'
I hope you all had a fantastic New Years! I hope this chapter was enjoyable and I'll be seeing you next time with the next chapter.