"Transformation," Post 8 by Timothyology
Kevin remained silent on the ride back to his apartment, making Ben wonder what was on the big brutes mind. Although Ben wasn't all that beat up himself, he was damn exhausted, and by the time he worked up the courage to actually talk to Kevin, they had arrived at his garage.
"Make yourself at home, kid, I'll get you something for the scrapes." Kevin sighed as the duo entered Kevin's apartment. It was clean…well, cleaner than what Ben had expected. Ben meandered around until he reached Kevin's room. He reached slowly towards the doorknob.
"Hey Ben!" Kevin quirked his eyebrows when he saw the younger boy jump at the mention of his name.
"What are you up to?" Kevin smirked.
"N-nothing. Really!" Ben replied.
"Oh yeah? Methinks thou dost protest too much." Kevin laughed. "I just wanted to know if you liked salt and vinegar?" The older boy held out a bag of potato chips.
"Yeah. Yeah, sure." Ben sighed in relief. Kevin caught the brunette staring at his bedroom door and chuckled lightly.
"You can go in, Benji. In fact, I think that you'd better. I'm gonna patch ya up and I want you sitting down…in case I frighten you again." Kevin led the way.
As Ben stepped across the threshold, he couldn't help but notice how good Kevin smelled. His scent emanated from everywhere. Kevin was warm and sweet and…and safe. Ben noted somewhere in his subconscious that it was a scent that he'd like to wake up to.
Ben sat on the edge of Kevin's bed and was instructed to remove his shirt "so I can see the damage", Kevin said. Ben did so without question and waited patiently as Kevin ran his rough, calloused hands across the planes of his back.
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