A/N: needed another one. This one came and I HAD to write it ASAP! So here is my newest Car Argument. Welcome the Gwevin-ness we haven't seen since 'Breathe'
Disclaimer: don't own Alien Force. I'd love to though… The Monopoly fic is mine. Read it and love it if you haven't already!
Kevin rolled into the driveway and felt the car lurch underneath him in a sickening way. He knew what had happened. "Crap," he mumbled and put the gears into park. "Gwen," he called out the window.
The girl was standing in the lawn, a hose in hand. "What?" she said, looking back at him. "What are you doing here?"
He shrugged. "Got bored at home. Annie wanted to play another game of Monopoly and I keep beating her the same way I beat you and it gets a little old after three games a day."
"You're sister-"
"I love her to pieces, but she is as stubborn as-"
"You?" Gwen offered.
Kevin's grin widened. "So whatcha up to?" he asked, ignoring what she'd said.
"Watering plants." Her reply was so simple and easy. The redhead's green gaze flicked back to her ebony haired friend who was leaning nonchalantly against his car. "How about you?"
"Wondering what I ran over on your driveway that popped my tire." Kevin turned his attention downward to check the damage. "I mean, I thought you'd have the decency to properly clear your driveway for me. You knew I was coming."
Gwen rolled her eyes. "No, I didn't," she said matter-of-factly. "You came over because you got bored at home and you didn't even call me or anything. So don't blame me."
"You still popped my tire." He ran a finger along the rubber. "Gwen?"
"Yeah?" she asked.
His face twisted into a frown. "Your stupid sprinkler popped my tire," he whined.
"Then you should've watched where you were going." She had caught onto his smug tongue and suddenly found it shocking that she was using it herself. "Sorry," she said, wincing at the word.
"I think I broke your sprinkler…"
"What?!" Gwen rushed over dropping the hose in the process. "Oh come on, Kevin," she said. "I already broke a bunch of these today! That was my last one!"
"…Gwen, how many sprinklers do you have?" the dark teen asked.
She paused and thought it all over. "Every time I water anything, I usually break one or two or all of them so I buy a ton."
Kevin couldn't help but let out a real laugh. It was maybe the second time Gwen had ever heard him laugh with the serious hilarity of it, not just because it was stupid. "You have a tendency to break sprinklers?" he said, trying to stop laughing.
"So?" she fought back. "You have a tendency to do illegal things."
"But sprinklers?"
"Yes, sprinklers!" She was getting frustrated with him.
The dark teen sighed and took a few breaths, calming his hysterics. "Okay," he said, a smile still possessing his features. "Okay." Kevin leaned over his car for a while and made sure he was still in one piece. "So can you find me a spare tire or something?"
Gwen sighed. "Yeah, yeah, yeah." She shuffled into the garage.
Kevin found himself studying her lithe, beautiful figure as she disappeared into the darkness of her garage. The girl's red and auburn tinted hair swished around her waist. Her body was just so perfect. He watched her features light up when she noticed him watching her. She gently brushed stray strands from her gorgeous face and her emerald eyes flitted to Kevin.
She found herself watching him, the way his muscles tightened when he was relaxing. When he was tense, he was alert. But now, he was leaning against his car, his dark hair catching the sun and turning an almost deepened brown color. His face softened and a sweet grin was let loose to stop Gwen's life and put it all on pause. Kevin's earthy eyes were paying attention to her and nothing else, like she was his whole world.
Little did Gwen know, she was. Kevin sighed. He wanted to be able to run his fingers through her hair and hold her against his chest and forget to let go. As long as she was close, he could ignore any problems. He would watch her and love her.
The redhead came back, her step a bit lighter than when she left. "No luck on the spare tire," she told her friend with a shrug. "Sorry."
He let out a nearly inaudible groan of anger.
She put a hand on his bicep. "I'm sorry, Kev. I didn't mean to leave the sprinkler out. I should've known you'd be over here at some point."
"Well, duh. When I'm not at home or in the garage, I'm here or with Ben." He took her hand in his. "It's not your fault though."
Gwen suddenly felt a rush of motion behind her waist and Kevin's arm had snaked around her. Her eyes widened a little when she realized he was leaning in and his lips were inches away from hers. She closed the gap as soon as it had become just that…
Water slammed into Kevin's side at full blast and he was stunned and let go of Gwen, realizing he had been holding her over his car. He looked into the jet stream and saw Frank Tennyson standing there with a hose in hand. A fake smile was plastered on his face.
Putting his hands up, Kevin backed away slowly. "Alright, alright," he said with a quiet laugh. The boy couldn't help but smile as he noticed his soaked shirt. "I surrender. You can have the beautiful Gwendolyn back."
The blood flushed the girl's face, turning her a bright pinkish red that her friend adored. "Dad!" she whined, beginning to feel the embarrassment in full force.
"What?!" he said, faking the innocence clearly. "My finger slipped."
Gwen didn't decide to fight it. "Kevin ran over the sprinkler."
"The last sprinkler?"
"Yeah," the redhead confessed. "I keep breaking them."
A smile broke out on Kevin's face. He tried to hide it unsuccessfully. Of course.
Mr. Tennyson took the hose and put it down.
"Oh, and don't forget the sprinkler popped my tire," Kevin added, pointing to the flat.
"Really?" Frank asked. "Huh. That never happened before when I ran over it…"
The dark teen's gaze flicked to Gwen. "This has happened before."
"Yeah," she sighed.
"Well, I'll get the spare for you," Frank said, heading into the garage again and leaving the hose in the grass behind him.
Kevin took the opportunity to make up for what her father had interrupted. He leaned in and kissed her softly without a second thought about it before resuming his position.
Gwen looked over to him, awe-struck. She had only wished she'd had a chance to enjoy it more. "Kevin, what was that?!" she hissed. "My dad is going to KILL you!" Her complexion flushed with more anger and pink coloring.
"Then don't tell him," the boy replied and stood there, pretending like nothing had happened.
Huffing a little over it, the redhead brushed her hair out of her eyes. "I cannot believe you did that."
"You have pretty eyes," he murmured, moving in a little closer again.
The girl stood there, wondering what she'd missed somewhere in the course of their conversation.
Folding his arms across his chest and leaning on the car again as Frank came back, rolling a tire along the ground and carrying a small machine, Kevin was relaxed in the sunshine of the day. "Here's the spare and the car jack," Gwen's father said. "You can take care of it yourself, right? My daughter and I need to get back to the lawn."
"No problem," the dark teen replied with a stoic face. He took the items from the man and bent down to start working on his car.
Breathing, Gwen looked to her dad. "I think I'm going to stay here with Kevin and see if we can't salvage that sprinkler."
Mr. Tennyson sighed and saw the girl's pleading expression, begging almost. "Alright." He knew how she felt about this mysterious boy. The man disappeared around the back of the house again.
Flipping her hair over her shoulder, Gwen stared at Kevin. "Now are you going to tell me what that was all about?!" she growled fiercely, wanting an explanation.
"Can you hand me the car jack?"
Kevin's reply soothed Gwen. She knew he was retreating back into his cold, shadowy shell. Her hand brushed the cool metal of the tiny machine. "Here you go."
They spent the rest of the day trying to fix that tiny black and yellow sprinkler that had been wedged under Kevin's flat tire.
A/N: I think this came out good. Any thoughts?
~Sky