A/N: Prompt for this one was Edd and Eddy's first kiss. I decided to continue from the other first kiss I wrote (chapter fifteen) and do their first intentional kiss.
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The tension between Eddy and Double Dee was thick. Ed, also between them, was just as thick. While the two of them dragged their feet through uncertainty, Ed bounced along, looking from one to the other of them as he giggled against his lower lip caught in his teeth.
Eddy glanced around Ed just in time to see Double Dee look away. Again. They'd only left school five minutes ago, meeting up as usual to walk home together as though it was any other day as if that would make it like any other day, and already Eddy had caught Double Dee looking away a dozen times. This time, he had enough.
A couple rushed steps got him ahead of the other two and then Eddy spun, finger shooting out in accusation. It landed on the tip of Ed's nose and he declared, "This is your fault!"
Ed blinked, then drew himself up to his full height and put his nose in the air, looking entirely serious as he declared right back, "Not at all, young mister."
"Yes, it is!" Eddy said, arms flailing to keep his hands from around Ed's throat. "You did– something!"
Ed seemed to consider this, then had the nerve to chuckle bashfully. He scuffed at the pavement and said, "Well, maybe I helped a little."
"What did you even–"
"Eddy, please," Double Dee said. It was the first thing he'd said since that morning at the lockers, when they'd leaned in and kissed goodbye like it was the most natural thing in the world. "Despite his behavior of late, Ed can hardly be blamed for– for–"
"For what?" Eddy asked, demanded, fists clenched at his sides. He needed Double Dee to call it an accident or a mistake or something, anything, that would mean it wasn't that big of a deal. If Eddy heard someone else call it nothing, maybe he could believe it was nothing too.
Because right then, it didn't feel like nothing so much as everything. He could admit– only to himself– that he'd thought about it before. Kissing Double Dee. He'd wondered about what it would be like with both of them willing and wanting. And now it had happened, sort of, and all he could wrap his head around was that it was right.
"For–" Double Dee took a deep breath, squared his shoulders, and finally looked Eddy full in the face. He said, with perfect clarity and certainty, "For the two of us doing something that I've been wanting to do."
Ed squealed, biting down on his fingers and doing a little jumping jig. Eddy hardly noticed him. He shuffled forward and realized he'd reached out when Double Dee took his hand. He smiled, and Eddy was pretty sure he was smiling back. They leaned in just like they had that morning, only this time they both knew exactly what was coming when their lips pressed together. It was soft, warm, the most natural thing in the world. It was right.
