Their lips stayed smashed against one another's for only a few seconds, a few seconds of mistakes, curiosity, cheating, and sin but also a few seconds of love, temptations, and craving. It was devious, but it just felt right to both of them, so right that when it ended Kevin cuddled up against Clyde. He felt as if he could practically absorb every bit of his body heat and stay pressed up against him till he drifted asleep. Neither said a word, it would have only ruined the moment if they started asking questions, but both were thinking the same exact thing deep down.
"What about Bebe?"
Bebe Stevens, the girl built like a Barbie, with long wavy blonde hair, a skinny waist and huge knockers, the captain of the cheerleading squad, and the only thing stopping Kevin from wrapping his arms around the other boy's neck, and kissing him throughout the night.
It took Kevin several minutes to ask the dreaded question. He figured it would simply snap Clyde back to his senses and he would be left all alone, again. Instead of the reaction he was expecting though, Clyde stayed awfully close to the other boy, and he seemed to be grinning
"Do you really think I care about her? She used me for free shoes, I only stuck around because I didn't have any other options."
Unfortunately this wasn't good enough for Kevin, though he still didn't back away an inch, he needed answers. "So, you're coming to me because Im the only other option?"
"No, it's not like that. Im coming to you because...I don't know, I guess its several reasons, I guess it could have to do with how I know you were looking at me in the showers that day, but I think it's more of how I really like your eyes, how I think when you nerdgasm at the mention of star trek is cute, and how you're pretty damn smart…so it's not that you're my only other option, if that was true id be with Bebe right now, I think I like you Stoley. "
Kevin's face had turned a bright shade of red, and his voice nearly caught in his throat, though he did chuckle slightly at the word nerdgasm, it wasn't every day that someone said such kind things about him, and it was even rarer for him to feel the same way. It was only out of pure denial that someone could actually like him that he stated "B-but you hardly know me."
"I'd like to get to if you'd give me the chance." the brunet was still smiling, which quite reinsured the smaller boy who then yawned and leaned against him softly saying "alright but tomorrow, Im too tired right now."