A/N: had to get another one of these up!! Major fluff here!! You know how a good color for Kevin's eyes is described as obsidian?? Yeah, I just found out what obsidian is today… well, I googled it before, but I'm actually learning about it now!! So I'm HyPeD!!! Hope this one turns out well…

Disclaimer: don't own anything. I shall find a way to buy Kevin tho…

Kevin looked over to Gwen's books splayed out over the hood of the car. They were mostly science-y. Crap, in his opinion. He sat innocently, leaning up against the car with a smile playing across his face. "Why do you have to study? It's Sunday. Time to chillax." He spun a wrench around his finger, grinning wider when it flew off and crashed into the floor with a clatter.

The redheaded girl jumped at the sound. She looked up from her notes and the text printed finely on the white paper. "Kevin, I can't." She let out an irritated sigh before leaning over the pages once more. This was interesting, but Kevin's distractions wasn't making it easy for her to concentrate.

"Whatcha learnin' about anyways?" He used the car to brace himself as he got himself up and off the cold floor. His dark eyes scanned the letters. "Rocks?"

"Yes," she confirmed slowly. Her eyes took in the words while her brain registered the information. "Rocks."

The dark teen looked a little closer, thinking about his ID mask and the features buried under it. Tetonite. Iron. Wood. Stone. What were they? He didn't actually want to ask because she'd give him a flood of data that was too much for him to compute. He'd settle with just another one word question. "Why?"

"Because it's important and part of the geology course." She flipped a page, brushing some strands of red behind her ear. They kept on getting in the way. And of course, they fell right back into her face. Gwen had forgotten to bring a hair tie. She cursed herself for it. "There's igneous, sedimentary, and metamorphic rocks. It's hard, but interesting. I mean, all these fossils and stones and gems and minerals…"

Kevin ran his calloused fingers through that fiery hair. He propped himself up with one elbow and flipped the page again. "Cool."

She could feel tiny waves of sarcasm floating off of him, but for the most part, she found him entirely serious about this. Gwen loved the way his breath made her hand feel all warm and tingly. She traced a pattern on her book, not exactly sure what it was, but the way her touch ran across the page was entrancing. "Yup." The girl flipped the page back.

"Hey!" Kevin put one arm around her and used the other hand to turn the page back. "I wasn't done reading that yet!"

"You don't even care."

"I am a freaking rock. How can I not care about myself, Gwen?" He turned the page back, giving her a bit of a glare while he stared at images of the gems and minerals on the paper.

The girl bit her tongue, wishing she wasn't studying geology while Kevin was still in his current form. He was still Kevin underneath it all, heart beating, growing, changing. He was that con-artist too, but that part of him was buried deeper. She should've watched her words more. And picked where she studied with a bit more caution. Gwen looked over to Kevin, her gaze catching his. "No, you're not a rock. You're Kevin. You're the guy I love."

He gave her a tiny sheepish grin, staring into her eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Gwen realized something. "Obsidian."

"Must I ask what that means or shall my brilliant redhead explain for me?" He leaned against the hood of the car more, running his hand up her neck and tangling his fingers in her straight mane of scarlet again. Kevin drank in her scent of cotton candy. Some days, it was strawberry. Others, watermelon. But he loved the days when she smelled like sugary cotton candy. She reminded him of a carnival. A strange one, wild, but he didn't care. She was Gwen and he loved her.

She was lost in his eyes. "Obsidian." Then regained a bit of thought. She was so distracted with his intoxication. "It's a rock."

"Mhm." Kevin flipped the page once more. "And?"

Gwen stared into his eyes longer. "Your eyes are obsidian. The same color."

"And what is obsidian?" the dark teen asked once more.

"It's an igneous rock," the red-haired girl continued. "Black. Shining. Beautiful. A rare volcanic glass. Usually found in rhyolitic lava flows." She was totally preoccupied with staring into those deep brown and ebony orbs. He was addictive like a drug, but calming like the ocean. Kevin was her personal bucket of contradictions in a gorgeously wrapped package. "It's a gemstone, but not exactly a gem or a mineral. So it's a rock."

That didn't help Kevin's self-esteem at all. He tilted his head, taking his hand and placing it under her chin, turning her face towards him so they had direct eye contact. "So my eyes are like rocks?"

Gwen knew this was true in a way, but also not because beneath that black was a tint of dark hazel and deep shades of brown. "Perfect rocks."

"Then yours are like emeralds. Gems." He pointed to the book. Kevin wasn't prone to being entirely lost in something. But Gwen's eyes were exactly like that. A shock of jade coloring and sparkling beyond belief. He smiled that breath-taking smile. He remembered back when they were kids and they were more of an electric green, a color he still loved, but this darker green was what he had truly grown attached to.

The girl pressed herself into Kevin's chest. "You're not a rock."

"But you are a gem." He kissed her forehead and knew this was exactly how he wanted every day to go for the rest of his life.

A/N: awww… not an argument, but the car was a very good table!!! Poor car… review!!

~Sky