The two boys sat at the foot of Clyde's bed. A wipe board and marker were resting in Kevin's lap, as he looked at the other and curiously asked "You said you were struggling with geometry right? Clyde nodded. Math was always the hardest for him; it was as if the subject was just out to get him. "Alright so what part don't you get?" There was a small pause as Clyde thought of what was hardest but soon answered "proofs." so Kevin spent several hours talking to him about it, explaining every step in layman's terms and then saying what the math terms were. Clyde was still a little confused, but it was actually a lot easier to understand coming from Kevin. He just had a natural way of talking slowly, that made it easy to follow. By the time he got his grasp on it though it was dark outside. He figured it had to have been at least nine. "Kev you want to spend the night? If you walk home this late you will probably end up getting jumped or something like that." Kevin had to think it over, but after glancing outside, he was convinced. "Yeah id appreciate that"
Clyde was very kind, and since Kevin was the guest, he insisted they spend the night the way he wanted. Which of course resulted in them watching Star Trek on Netflix while eating popcorn for hours on end. It wasn't necessarily what Clyde would have described as fun, but he was happy none the less. Mainly because it was obvious how happy it made his newly found friend. The smaller boy's bright smile was hard not to notice, and his eyes were quite literally shining. It wasn't till nearly four episodes Kevin started to get tired. He was leaning into Clyde slightly, and resting his head on him. When he was tired he never thought straight but surprisingly enough Clyde didn't even seem to mind. In fact he smiled, over the last day he had come to the realization Kevin was actually pretty cool. It didn't make sense to him why everyone hated him so much, he was kind, somewhat funny, a genius, and oh god those blue eyes were pretty stunning. How could you possibly hurt something with those eyes staring up at you? The same eyes that had been looking at him mere days before, the same eyes he found almost magnetizing.
Swept away by all his thoughts, he had unintentionally leaned in close, so close he could practically feel the other boy's breath, and smell his barely noticeable cologne. Maybe it was those same eyes pulling him in or maybe it was his lips that glistened with some butter from the popcorn.
"C-Clyde?" Kevin was blushing deeply just like before, but he hadn't moved back an inch. No. He wanted to be close just as much as the other boy did.
Instead of responding with words though, Clyde kissed the other's lips tenderly, the heat in the room seemed to go up a thousand degrees, and Kevin's heart rate fastened, but without any hesitation he kissed back.
It was Kevin's first kiss, and it couldn't have been more perfect.