A/N: more Gwevin being epic!

Disclaimer: writing these is getting very, very exhausting…

Gwen had on a pair of Ben's old beat up, worn down Converse sneakers. They fit her perfectly. She had to admit that she loved the rubber soled shoes and that they actually looked much, much better than her black ballet flats or dark heels.

And she had on the lowest riding tank top that she could find in her closet. She had hardly any. Only one. A tight purple one that was definitely showing more than she usually liked, but she just wanted to look good. Being a bad girl for one day couldn't be totally impossible, right?

Her jeans were definitely low at the hip. They hugged tightly around her thin legs, showing them off nicely. The denim was dark navy blue instead of the light colors she usually wore when jeans were involved.

Then there was her hair. Her fiery red locks of flowing scarlet. It was pulled into a ponytail high up on her head like a crown of shining crimson. It fell around her neck nicely. That was one thing that remained the same for the Tennyson girl.

She was definitely trying to show Kevin a different side. Then again, he's wanted to show her how to fix a car for the day. So why not dress down for the occasion? Gwen loved her boyfriend more than her cousin and her parents and all her best friends that she considered more as sisters than friends. And she didn't want to screw things up with him at all. Because he was so incredibly perfect for her.

The sun was beating down on the back of her neck like the breath of a predator. She headed inside the garage, adjusting the necklace's positioning at the base of her throat. Even though it wasn't the kind of street look she was going for with the rest of her clothes, Gwen wasn't about to leave the locket that her soul mate had given to her at home. She loved it too much to even let go of it for an hour. The gold chain was so thin and fine that she always had to run her finger along it to make sure it was still there. The pendant contained a picture of the two of them, from one night at the pier. One night where Kevin was still normal. And now that he was again, she kept it as a symbol for strength, for the future, for them.

"Hey," she called into the near silent garage. The only sound from within was the echo of her voice and the nearly inaudible breathing of the dark teen beneath the undercarriage of the green and black racing striped car.

"Hey yourself," laughed Kevin, pulling himself from beneath the vehicle. He tossed the wrench in his hand over to the toolbox, carefully watching as it clanged against the rest of the tools before turning to look at Gwen.

He could've sworn she looked like an angel. Except she wasn't wearing white. Everything was glowing because of the sun behind her just lighting up her features and body so that her long shadow was cast upon him. Kevin looked her over.

Her shoes were beat up. He liked 'em.

Her shirt was nice and low. He liked it.

Her jeans were hugging against her body. He liked it.

Her hair wasn't changed. And he liked it.

"Gwen?" he asked, staring up at her with a cute little smile plastered across his sweet and mysterious face. Kevin's dark eyes scanned her over once again. "Why are you dressed like that?'

She gave him the pouty lip. "You said you were going to show me how to fix a car."

"You don't need to dress like that to fix a car." He smiled wildly. Just because she didn't have to didn't mean that Kevin couldn't enjoy the change for the time being. How could he not enjoy her looking incredibly beautiful against the sunlight? He had to love it. Because he loved her like crazy.

The redhead let out a long sigh. "So I borrowed Ben's shoes for nothing?"

Kevin chuckled softly, putting his hand on his forehead and leaning back against the rolling board again. "Gwendolyn Tennyson," he started, not bothering to look at her while talking. "Just because you did that and just because you didn't have to, doesn't mean that I don't like it."

The annoyed blaze of anger behind her jade green eyes disappeared instantly.

"Gwen, you look amazing." He had to keep himself from laughing at her. How could she think something so stupid? She was drop dead gorgeous!

All the girl could manage was a weak "Thanks."

"Come on." He tapped the ground next to him with his fingers. "Lemme show you how it's done, Miss America."

"I'm not one of those girls," she snickered, dropping next to him and grabbing the toolbox to shove it closer to her boyfriend.

He ignored it, instead pulling her in for a long, soft kiss. Kevin let his lips touch hers quickly and she leaned her body into his for mere moments before they both pulled away.

"Let's fix my car." Kevin pulled his hand from around her, making sure to specifically touch the chain of the pendant around her neck.

"As if you would even trust me with a hammer." Gwen liked how he was pretending like life was normal. This moment was so much more than normal. Because she was being different for a day.

A/N: awwww. Cute! Review if you love it!

~Sky