Note: 19 - Formal Wear

I like Marie as an artist. It just makes sense to me.
I'd love it if anyone would give me prompts! If you want to see something specific, don't be afraid to ask!

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Eddward had been invited to attend an art gallery by Marie one day. He was allotted one guest and now he and Kevin were being fitted for formal, black tie suits so they could blend with the crowd while they browsed the art and pretended to know exactly what they were looking at.

"Why do we have to do this, Edd? It's just gonna be a bunch of snobby richies," Kevin groaned as the tailor took his measurements so she could mend his suit to his size.

"We're going to support Marie in her first big premiere. She's been working very hard on her art and the least we could do is honor her invitation by showing up for a few hours."

"Well, don't expect me to play nice if any of those bastards is rude."

Eddward chuckled. "I wouldn't dream of it, Kevin."

Marie met the two boys outside of the gallery. She kissed Edd's cheek and slapped Kevin a bit too hard on the back. Kevin grumbled and Eddward took his arm and led them in behind Marie.

The place was packed with suits and dresses. The walls were bursting with paintings and abstract photos. Sculptures and live models were placed strategically around the floor. Kevin thought it all looked very posh and snobby.

Edd and Marie talked for a while, the girl leading them around to her own pieces, bragging and explaining. Kevin followed behind them, silent and glaring. God help any who try and talk to him while he was there tonight.

Not long after they had arrived, his tie and collar started getting a bit tight and Kevin started tugging at them, sweating a little. Edd swatted his hand from his collar, giving him a stern look, warning him if he didn't behave there would be consequences.

Finally, a man with a microphone told them the auction would be starting and he and Edd were free to leave any time.

But Edd wanted to stay a bit longer. Of course.

So Kevin powered through another hour of complete and utter hell, an itchy collar, too-tight tie, and being squeezed next to two old, snobby biddies.

Once they had finally, finally! had gotten home, Kevin threw his tie to the ground, ignoring Edd's reprimand, tore of his jacket and dress shirt and flung his pants across the room, as far from him as he could.

Edd shook his head at Kevin, picking up the suit and hanging it up to take to the cleaners the next day. He then took a set of pajamas and a hanger and went to change in the en suit.

When he got back, Kevin was laid out on the bed, beckoning him forth with a sly smile plastered on his lips and a smoldering look in his eyes. Edd shivered and quickly set the hanger down next to Kevin's.