Kevin woke up and a tired Nazz was looking at him. He rubbed his burning eyes. "Rolf left for work an hour ago." She said, quietly as she sat down on his bed. Kevin sat up and sighed as his fingers ran through his hair. For a moment, everything was silent aside from the TV, that had been turned down tremendously.
"...I'm sorry, Nazz." Kevin started. Nazz didn't say anything as she peered into her cup of coffee, as if to collect her thoughts. "It's okay." She says, quietly. She clears her throat and looks at him. "...Bad night?" She asks. Kevin laughs to himself and lets himself fall back on the bed, hands covering his face. "Awful."
Nazz didn't laugh.
She and Rolf had felt compelled to take care of Kevin. They always had, from the moment he and Edd came out. They knew that people wouldn't accept it. The majority of their graduating class were okay with the recently out couple, but there were a few kids who got in the way of equality. A few people who abandoned lifetime friends because of love and orientation.
Everyone knew that Jonny was a bit weird. No one knew, however, that he would be so conservative and hateful. Kevin thought about this as he and Nazz sat on the bed, and he kept thinking during the silent car ride to Kevin's therapy appointment.
Kevin's therapist, Jeff, couldn't be older than 35. Tall, about 6'4, his physique was athletic and lean, with the clearest brown skin Kevin had ever seen. His hair, a deep ebony colour, was longer than average and always tucked behind his ears, neatly until one side fell, leaving one side tucked neatly and one side down. He always had stubble, which worked for him. His dark brown eyes always showed sincerity and kindness, which is exactly what Kevin needed today.
In the waiting room, Kevin was alone again, as Nazz had left for work. Kevin planned on taking the bus home. He didn't feel alone, though. Kevin knew for a fact that there was a big difference in being alone and being lonely. Sometimes it was good to be alone to collect your thoughts. That's exactly what he was doing in the waiting room. His thoughts were lonely, but he wasn't. He was still figuring how that could be when someone interrupted him.
"You seeing Jeff?" Kevin looked up to see a guy about his age, about 5'11 with light brown skin and dark brown eyes that seemed to never end. His hair looked so soft, though aggressively close on the sides and back with a floppy bit of dark brown hair remaining in the middle. He was wearing a black sleeveless shirt, which read "NEVERMIND THE BOLLOCKS HERE'S THE SEX PISTOLS" and his black pants were skin tight and torn at the knees. An eyebrow piercing was only one of the three on his face. Kevin was taken aback. He's never seen many people his age here, and definitely not one who looked like this.
"Y..yeah.." Kevin stuttered, as the guy sat down a seat away from him while nodding his head. "I'm David. And you?" He asked. Kevin looked blank for a moment before replying, "Kevin."
David extended his arm, and the two shook hands, which confused Kevin even more. "So, how do you like him?" David questioned, leaning back, one arm supported by an arm rest, the other supporting his head. His legs crossed at the knee, as Kevin answered, "...He's great." Kevin shifted awkwardly in his chair. "Bit annoying, eh? Very pretentious." David said, a bit louder than a normal speaking voice. Kevin shrugged. "I guess." He said in an undertone. This time David looked blank. "Pardon?" He asked after a moment, laughing to himself.
"Uh.." Kevin cleared his throat. "I said I guess?" Kevin repeated, his voice cracking at the end of his sentance. David didn't seem to notice, as he just nodded and continued, "He acts so zen." David air quoted, snorting. "Bit of an asshole, eh?" Kevin shrugged again, and the two waited in silence.
Kevin pretended to read a magazine while his mind trailed. He was thinking about Edd. His mind didn't recall any certain memories at the momentbrut just characteristics. The way he held Kevin while they were falling asleep, and the way his mouth curved into the most amazing smile when he was waking up next to Kevin in the morning. He thought of the colour of his hair and how he refused to let any hair aside from on his head come through, religiously shaving every bit of unwanted hair daily. He thought of his voice sleepily greeting him, and how his lips felt pressed into his skin.
"Kevin?" A voice interrupted his thoughts, and a hand touched his forearm. He looked up from the same page he was staring at to see David. "Buddha called you in." He cracked a half smile that was even more beautiful than Edd's.