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Blood in the Water	By : AeoAthura Category: +1 through F > Ed, Edd, and Eddy Views: 10400 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Chapter Fifteen:
The weeks passed easily for Kevin. Life was good. Though baseball ended, football started up. Kevin didn’t make captain, but that just gave him more time with his new boyfriend so he couldn’t bring himself to complain. Edd seemed to get better as well, though it was a slow process. Kevin was learning that the swimmer often needed his space and that he was on medication for his manic depression (though Edd would never admit this, Kevin had found the pill bottle in his room and looked it up later).
It was a gentle Thursday afternoon that Kevin arrived at the school in the early morning and settled himself down on the stage in the school’s quad. He and Edd had been ‘hiding’ their relationship since they had gotten together, if only to allow it room to grow. It had been a silent agreement that neither of them were jumping to change.
He sat back on his hands as he waited for his boyfriend to pass by on his way to class. He was soon joined by Marty who took the spot at his right. “What’s up man?” he asked.
Kevin smirked, “Not much, what’s up with you man?”
“Chemistry’s kicking my ass.” He grumbled as he pulled out his textbook, “I gotta find a tutor. Is Edd still tutoring you?”
“Yeah… He’s kinda hard to work with sometimes though.” He suppressed a grin as he remembered just how hard Edd was to work with, “He has a bad attitude about everything.”
Marty gave his friend a light punch on the shoulder, “I don’t care, I need a tutor. How’s your grade since he started helping you?”
Kevin shrugged, “He doesn’t tutor me in Chem, mostly Math. But my grade’s pulled up to a B since we started. Pretty good, it’s keeping me on the team. I’ll ask him if he’ll tutor you too.”
“Tell him I’ll pay him.”
Kevin nodded, “Sure thing.”
“But at least you two are getting along a little better now. Neither of you have been suspended for fighting since you started. You even seem to tolerate each other at school.” Marty piped up after a moment of quiet as he flipped through his textbook.
The ginger smirked at this, “Yeah well, I showed him who’s boss.”
“No shit? He didn’t beat your ass?”
Kevin scoffed, “Hardly! Though I might have gotten a few bruises.” And a few scars down my back.He thought with a broad grin. He wore those marks with pride though, and couldn’t wait for the swimmer to give him fresh ones. Since they had gotten together the two hadn’t screwed since, mostly because neither of them was entirely sure how to go about being tender.
It was then that Kevin became aware of a familiar head of blue hair running up to him. Marie stopped, looked to Marty, then looked to Kevin, “Hey, I need your help. Come with me?”
Kevin quirked a brow and looked around. He didn’t see Edd anywhere, which concerned him. “Alright,” he gathered his bag and hopped to his feet, “Check you later Marty.” He turned and the two bumped fists before Kevin allowed Marie to drag him through the halls at a near jog. “Hey! What’s this about?”
“It’s about a very stubborn somebody.” She huffed.
Kevin sighed, “What’s he doing this time?”
“He’s sick, but he won’t stay home! And I don’t mean a cold or even a flu, I don’t even want to think about how he made it to school in the first place.” They were making their way to the gym. Edd wasn’t in the water was he? Kevin groaned. “He hid out in the guys locker room to get away from me.”
“Well he can’t be too sick if he figured that out.” Kevin countered.
He was wrong. Very, very wrong. He realized this as he made his way into the men’s locker room, it was empty and void, quiet save for the sound of a wet cough. It wasn’t hard to find the swimmer sitting on the bench, hunched over with his elbows on his knees and his head on the cool locker door. He was pale and Kevin didn’t even need to touch him to see the trembling in his body.
“Whoa, Edd you look like shit.” Kevin pointed out the obvious as he went to go sit beside the other, frowning.
Edd’s glassy eyes turned on the athlete, he wore a heavy frown, “Thank you Kevin,” his voice was utterly raw and made the man flinch to hear it, “I see Marie sent you in her-” he broke into a coughing fit, then finally choked out, “Stead?”
Kevin frowned and pressed closer, “For good reason.” He reached out and pressed a hand to the swimmer’s forehead, feeling the heat and sweat from his skin, “Damnit Edd, you’re burning up.” He was more worried than surprised, “I’m taking you home, no way in hell are you going to suffer through classes like this.”
“I must, Kevin. My attendance must be perfect.” Edd lifted his head but was obviously dizzy as he drooped down, forehead coming to rest on Kevin’s shoulder, “And really you should not be near me, you do not want this.”
Kevin sighed, “I’m not taking no for an answer.” He shifted and moved to help the swimmer stand. Edd gripped him with weak hands, trembling, “How the hell did you even get here?”
“How do you think?” Edd asked, no longer fighting the other man.
“Gimme your keys, I’m taking you back.” He held out his hand and the swimmer made a distasteful face before he reached into his pocket and pulled them out. It was at that moment that the first bell rang, students would begin filtering in within seconds. “Alright, let’s go.”
He had wanted to carry the other man, seeing how shaky he was on his feet, but Edd was far too stubborn for that. So he settled for pulling Edd’s arm around his shoulders, looping another arm around his waist as he helped the man walk out of the locker room. Of course people stared, seeing two guys who were normally trying to lunge at one another actually being reasonable. It was something to talk about and Kevin knew that there would be talk.
They made their way out to Edd’s car and Kevin pulled the passenger side door open, settling him down inside. When he settled down in the driver’s seat he looked over and saw his boyfriend’s pale face. “Should I take you to the hospital Edd? You look really bad.”
The man shook his head weakly, “They can do nothing for me that cannot--” he broke into a coughing fit and curled in on himself, looking humiliated by his weakness, “--that cannot be done at home. Fluids, rest.” He whimpered out a sigh.
Kevin nodded hesitantly and pulled out of the school, making sure to drive slow and careful. When they got back to the cul-de-sac, Kevin kept them in the car for a moment as Edd looked as if he would be sick at any minute. Finally he gasped and relaxed. Kevin moved around to the passenger door and gathered Edd up in his arms carefully.
“This is humiliating.” He murmured in annoyance.
Kevin carried Edd through the door, “Relax man, this wouldn’t have happened if you just stayed home in the first place.” He kicked the door closed and dropped a kiss on the swimmer’s forehead. They went up the stairs and finally Kevin settled Edd down in his bed and worked on pulling the man’s boots off.
“You really do not have to Ke-” more fits of coughing silenced his words and he let out a whimper.
The man sighed, “Yeah, I do. It’s what good boyfriends do right?” He smiled weakly, “Not that I really think I’m a good boyfriend, I don’t know the first thing about this stuff but…” He went about helping Edd out of his jacket, tossing it aside which earned him an annoyed look from the other. Finally he pulled off Edd’s hat, setting it on the nightstand.
The other fell silent, defeated as he just let his body go lax on the bed. Kevin got up and went out into the hallway, finding a linen closet which he pulled a washcloth out of and ran cold water over it, wringing out the excess. When he returned to Edd’s bedroom he found his boyfriend had kicked off his pants and worked himself under the blankets, but his face was flushed and his eyes squeezed shut.
Kevin laid the cool cloth over the man’s forehead and he let out the most appreciative sighing coo before his eyes opened and he looked up. “Thank you.” He managed before his eyes closed again.
He nodded and kicked off his own shoes before he settled on the bed and leaned back against the headboard, earning a confused look from his swimmer. Slowly he reached out carefully and gently stroked Edd’s hair, running his fingers through the soft yet sweaty locks, tracing the scar he found there.
Edd sighed, relaxing. “You are a good boyfriend, Kevin.” He breathed out after a few moments, his voice laced with the edges of sleep.
Kevin just smiled, “Go to sleep babe.”
#
It took almost two weeks for Edd to fully recover. Kevin found himself lucky that he didn’t catch whatever it was that the other had fallen ill to, but Edd had insisted that the man drink orange juice and Airborne every day, even a full month after he was better. Kevin didn’t mind though, because a fussy Eddward was pretty cute in his mind, and he always had the power to shut the swimmer up with a firm kiss or ten.
There was indeed talk around the school and people noticed how the two were getting along better. Those that cared at least. Though they were still considered rivals, it wasn’t uncommon for them to be seen around each other come lunch, though it often devolved into pointless testosterone driven arguments, one of which ended up with Edd out on the baseball field. He had been boasting about how he certainly could hit a ball better than Kevin could. No way was Kevin going to let that stand!
So Edd poised himself with a bat and several students watching. He missed the first two pitches (which Kevin couldn’t blame him for, he was the best pitcher out there and Edd would certainly vouch for that!), but with the giggles of the student body to boil his blood Edd hit the third pitch…right into Kevin’s face.
He woke up on the ground with Edd over him, concerned but triumphant. He held a handkerchief to Kevin’s bloody nose and helped him back up. That night they had sex again, though not as violent as their first encounter both boys still had to hide hickeys and scratches the next day. For Edd it was much harder to hide but nobody dared to question the swim captain, even when he was in such a damn good mood.
Kevin had all of these thoughts in his mind as he walked to his usual lunch spot on Thursday. Edd, Marie, Naz and Eddy were waiting for him. He had abandoned lunch with the bulk of his teammates lately, since he was no longer a Captain he no longer hat to impress everyone and it gave him more time with his friends.
They were all clustered on a blue table. Marie and Naz sat beside one another on their phones giggling, Eddy watched with bored interest and Edd sat quietly on top of the table, picking at his food.
Kevin pulled himself up onto the top of the table and sat with his back to Edd, so the two leaned against one another comfortably. The swimmer pressed back into him in silent greeting as Kevin looked over, “What’s up guys?”
Naz and Marie chuckled, “Tumblr.” They said in unison.
Eddy looked up at Kevin with pleading eyes, “It’s gay porn dude!”
“Gross.” Kevin made a face.
“Glad to know.” Edd finally spoke up, his tone flat but teasing.
Kevin tipped his head back to rest on Edd’s shoulder, “Hey now, you’re the only guy I find hot. You should be flattered by that.” He grinned brightly.
Marie groaned, “Oh come on you two, enough with the lovey dovey crap.”
Kevin cackled and looked to Edd with a grin, “We should totally make out and give everyone something to talk about.” He said. He hadn’t liked the idea of being a secret couple, he was secure enough in himself to admit that he liked Eddward, the ballsy and intellectual bastard.
“Absolutely not Kevin!” Edd retorted firmly.
Kevin scoffed, “Why not!”
“I quite enjoy my quiet little school life. I have my dose of insanity during swim meets. If I not only came out of the closet but did so with you, I would be harassed every day. It is quite enough that I have your friend Martin badgering me about tutoring.”
“Marty’s a cool dude!”
“He is a creep and you know it.” It was Edd’s turn to scoff.
“Who’s a creep?” As if on cue, Marty appeared as he settled himself down at the table beside Kevin.
Kevin chuckled, “Apparently you are dude.”
“Oh hell yeah.” He agreed.
Eddy heaved a sigh, torn between looking at the scrolling porn on tumblr and at the two lovebirds on the table. He grumbled quietly to himself and folded his arms, propping his chin down on them.
Kevin scoffed, “If you hate it so much then get lost.”
Naz perked up. As of late she had become extremely defensive of Eddy and immediately scooted closer as if to prove this, “No way dude, it’s the only time we get to spend together. We don’t share any classes.”
“Why’s it matter?” Kevin asked, brow raising.
Naz frowned, then put her phone down (which was a shock in and of itself) and reached out to pull Eddy to sit up. He looked confused for a moment before the woman leaned in and pressed a deep, loving kiss onto the dorky little bastard! After a moment he closed his eyes and leaned into it, the two sharing a moment that was obviously familiar to them.
Subsequently, many jaws hit the ground, not only from the table of close friends but from those nearby. Nobody had ever imagined that the perfect girl-next-door Naz would go for a sleazy dweeb like Eddy…
When they broke the kiss Naz looked right up into Kevin’s eyes, “We’ve actually been dating for a while.” She said, curling close to her…boyfriend?
Kevin sputtered for words and Eddy appeared to be in some sort of happy daze as he looped an arm around Naz’s midsection, pulling her closer.
When Kevin regained the ability to speak he looked to Edd with a hopeful grin.
“No.”
Shot down without even asking… “Harsh man.”
#
Fall faded into winter. Kevin and Edd were stronger than ever, spending much of their free time in one another’s company. By that time they were getting used to one another’s quirks, their likes and dislikes and were forming a symbiotic relationship. It wasn’t uncommon for Edd to attend one of Kevin’s games, or for Kevin to watch Edd practice. Kisses were shared often as the biting edge of their testosterone began to ease when in the presence of one another.
It was a lazy Saturday night, the first Saturday of winter vacation, that Kevin and Edd could be found sprawled on Edd’s couch. He had purchased a television a few weeks before, and Kevin knew it was mostly for him. Though it didn’t have cable, the two were content to watch Netflix or any movie that Kevin brought over for the evening. It was often forgotten by the end of the first scene anyway…
But this Saturday was more lazy than most. Both boys were in their pajamas, Kevin had his feet up on the coffee table (much to Edd’s grumbling), and the swimmer was sprawled out with his head comfortably in his boyfriend’s lap. Kevin had learned that he could put Edd to sleep in minutes by running his fingers through the other’s hair, or tracing the features of his face with the pads of his fingers. He didn’t mind giving such attention because damn Edd was just too cute when he was asleep. It was one of those rare moments of vulnerability that only Kevin ever got to see, and he relished it every time.
Kevin focused on the movie that was on, hardly noticing the flash of car headlights driving by. He did, however, notice the sound of car doors closing. He perked up and frowned, hearing footsteps coming up the path and he gently shook Edd, “Hey,” he whispered.
He then heard keys in the lock, the knob turned and the door opened. Edd was suddenly awake, sitting up as two figures walked into the house. The light flashed on suddenly and both Kevin and Edd winced.
“Mother? Father!” Edd jumped to his feet, grabbing for his beanie on the coffee table as he rushed over to greet the two stern looking figures.
Kevin noticed that they didn’t hug, or even show joy at seeing their son. Instead their eyes turned onto Kevin and they asked something in French. Edd frowned and responded in like. This continued for many minutes, with Kevin standing frozen and uncertain.
Finally Edd smiled weakly and nodded, going to the door and walking outside. Suddenly Kevin felt very small beneath their combined gazes.
“I apologize,” said the woman, her tone formal yet cold as she walked into the living room, “We did not expect our son to have company. Please, return to your…television.” She gestured.
Kevin cleared his throat and offered out his hand, “Edd didn’t tell me that his parents were coming back tonight. I’m Kevin.”
They both snorted soft, mocking laughs, “We know who you are.” The woman said. It was obvious that she was the dominant of the pair, “We wanted to surprise Eddward.”
At this, Eddward came walking back in with his arms laden with suitcases. Kevin balked and dashed over to help him, earning a look of both apology and gratitude. Once they had the first of the bags set aside in the foyer, Kevin followed Edd outside to grab the rest of their bags from the car. Edd looked shaken…
“Hey,” Kevin reached out and laid a gentle hand on Edd’s shoulder, pulling him up to look Kevin in the face, “You alright?”
The swimmer nodded slowly, his eyes shifting to the side, “Yes. I was not expecting them, I swear. But perhaps you should go home.”
Kevin scoffed, “I can han-”
“Go home, Kevin.” Edd’s voice was resolute and his face once more became a mask that everyone was accustomed to.
Edd didn’t fight him when Kevin leaned in for a kiss. They remained together for a moment and slowly Edd relaxed once more as he enjoyed the taste and the feel of his boyfriend. When they broke, Edd leaned his head on Kevin’s shoulder for a moment before sighing, “Go home Kevin, I’m sorry about this.”
Kevin frowned but nodded and left.
#
The next morning Kevin got dressed and immediately made his way out to Edd’s house. He worked on his excuse during the short jaunt, but every one that he came up with felt wrong. It was bad enough that the two were hiding their relationship at school, he would be damned if he was going to hide it in their personal lives as well.
He knocked on the door perhaps a little harder than he should have. It opened after a minute to reveal Mr. Vincent dressed in fine attire. The man had black hair slicked back and thin-rimmed glasses, one finely trimmed brow was arced up, “Can I help you?” he asked, then paused, “Oh yes, Kevin. You must be here for your shoes and such. My apologies for my son’s rude behavior last night, to simply tell you to leave like that…”
Kevin frowned, “Actually I came to see Edd personally.” He said while stepping into the house, looking around.
“I believe he is up in the shower. We were getting ready for Church you see. Perhaps it would be better if you came back at a later time, Mr. Barr.” The man was moving towards the kitchen, pausing when his wife appeared in the doorway and looked Kevin over with sharp eyes.
Kevin was definitely seeing a family resemblance.
He took a deep breath, “I’m not Edd’s friend.” Kevin stated firmly.
The two Vincents’ exchanged looks and their brows quirked. It was Mrs. Vincent, dressed in a deep violet dress with her long curly hair pulled back into a tail, who spoke first, “Very well.”
An awkward silence fell over the foyer, but Kevin was intent to break it and make sure they understood, “I’m his boyfriend!”
Again they exchanged a look but neither of them displayed surprise or even mild interest, “We were aware.” Mr. Vincent said, “We cannot pretend to be surprised, Eddward spends most of his time alone here and it isn’t uncommon for kids his age to go through phases of rebellion.”
Kevin floundered for words, “Phase? Rebellion? Are you kidding me?”
The woman gave that mocking laughter she had displayed the night before, “Oh Kevin, children your age are not capable of understanding the complexities of love. It’s likely that sexual encounters create vulnerable rifts in youths, especially ones who have experienced a great deal of independence. It’s honestly like children playing house.” She smiled at him briefly before she spun around on her thin little heels and sauntered back into the kitchen.
“You have no-”
“Kevin?” Edd interrupted the enraged rant that the ginger was about to spew as he came down the stairs. He was dressed much like his father, but he wore a towel draped over his wet hair and across his shoulders, “What’re you doing here? I’m surprised you’re awake.”
Before Kevin could speak, Mr. Vincent spoke up, his words alien to the athlete but he watched Edd place his palm on his forehead and sigh. He responded in like, then looked at Kevin.
“They’re trying to play it off that you’re just going through some sort of phase, Edd.” He grumbled, annoyed at having been cut off so much.
“Perhaps it would be best to discuss this when we return.” The swimmer sighed, stopping right in front of his boyfriend, his eyes once more flashing that apologetic look he had seen the night before. “Cognitive functions are not at their peak at this early hour.”
Kevin puffed up, “Don’t pull that formal crap on me Edd!”
“Language, Kevin.” He shifted and leaned forward, frowning, “Besides, have you said all that you needed to say?”
“What?! Edd! They’re trying to say what we have isn’t real and you’re not even going to stand up for this? For us?” Mrs. Vincent had come back to see what all of the renewed fuss was over. A stabbing feeling ran through him, ice cold.
Suddenly there were lips on his. With his hands still in his pockets, Edd had claimed a deep kiss for everyone to see. A tongue slid over his lips, pressed into his mouth and dominated his senses for a moment before the swimmer pulled away and left the ginger stunned and, admittedly, swooning. “We do not need their approval for our relationship to flourish. I told them last night who and what you are to me.” Their foreheads rested together and Edd’s words were soft, speaking directly to Kevin alone, “I asked you to go home because the situation was awkward enough, not because I was ashamed of having you here, or wanting to hide us.”
The cold feeling that had been running through Kevin’s veins began to fade and he felt his body relaxing slowly. He finally smiled, “Alright, Edd. You’re right.”
“Am I not always correct?” he asked quite smugly, “When it comes to matters of the mind, you should let me handle things.”
Kevin snorted, but he loved seeing his swimmer smug and in-charge.
Or maybe…he just loved seeing Edd.
#
Edd’s parents had only stayed for about a week. During that time Kevin saw very little of Edd, but twice the swimmer had come slinking over to his house late at night to crawl into Kevin’s bed. After the Vincents’ had left, Edd and Kevin spent nearly every night together. It was pretty wonderful for both of them.
Kevin stopped having nightmares. His dreams had all become pleasant, his mornings even more so when he awoke with Edd curled in his arms. The man was an oddly clingy sleeper, not that Kevin minded much of course, but sometimes the bed got crowded when Molly decided to join in. She and Edd often argued for Kevin’s attention, though the swimmer would never admit it.
When school started up again Kevin was annoyed at having to go back to pretending their relationship was platonic. However Edd was becoming more insistent upon it. As the weeks dragged on he saw his swimmer less and less at school, he no longer stuck around their usual lunch table and even evaded Marie. The woman had come to complain to Kevin more than once about it.
When confronted with it, Edd simply stated that their relationship didn’t need to be a public one. It ended in a fight, and it was the first night Kevin and Edd didn’t sleep with one another since Winter Break. Kevin broke down and apologized the next day.
As the days started to get warmer and longer, Kevin offered to take Edd out to the beach on his bike…
“Absolutely not!” Edd said firmly.
Kevin was pouting with his head in the man’s lap, lower lip sticking out, “Oh come on, why not?”
“I refuse to go anywhere on that shiny metal deathtrap!” His fingers were lazily stroking through Kevin’s hair, nails running along the scalp which felt almost erotic.
“Did you just make a Fairly Odd Parents reference?”
“Perhaps.”
Kevin laughed, “That’s sexy.”
“Oh? And if I were to make a Dragon Ball Z reference?”
“I’d fuck you here on the couch.”
“Again Kevin? After a certain point I do believe we will have to have this reupholstered.” He rubbed the back of the couch attentively, frowning at the thought.
But Kevin had noticed something, his heart was racing and slowly he rolled over and smiled softly, “You said we.” He murmured, leaning in close.
Edd blinked twice in his surprise, then smiled, “So I did.”
Kevin leaned in and they kissed, long and sweet. When they broke he was grinning, “So is that still a no on the beach?”
“We can take my car, but there is no way I am getting on that bike!”
“Why not!” Kevin huffed, “You’re Eddward Vincent, you are brave and fearless and terrifying and the only man in the world who can get my cock from soft to completely hard in under a second. Don’t you dare tell me that you’re afraid of my motorcycle.” He leaned over the man, pressing him into the couch.
Edd huffed right back, frowning, “I dislike motorcycles. It is pointlessly reckless, and serves less function than a car. Besides,” he grabbed Kevin’s shirt and dragged him down into another languid kiss, “You can’t fuck me on a motorcycle.”
Kevin’s grin was salacious, “Wanna bet?”
Kevin was thankful his father wasn’t home as he dragged Edd across the street. He made sure that the garage door was closed but left the windows and the back door open.
“Kevin, you cannot be serious!” Edd had his hands on his hips, eyes narrowed.
Kevin pulled out his helmet and the spare helmet before he mounted the bike and offered out the spare. Edd gave him a confused look as he took it, “Do you trust me?”
Edd opened his mouth but realized he was trapped. He pulled off his beanie before shoving the helmet on and went about getting on the bike behind Kevin, “I thought the challenge was to have your way with me.”
Kevin grinned as the garage door opened and he pulled the bike out. “Don’t you worry your pretty little face about that. Hang on tight.”
Edd seemed hesitant but his arms looped around Kevin’s waist and held on tight. Kevin worked his magic and soon they were off. He made sure to press the speed limits everywhere, adjusting often so that he could breathe while Edd’s arms threatened to crush him. He was yelled at every time they had to stop for a light but eventually they hit the country roads.
Kevin revved the engine and let the bike take off. Edd tightened his grip further, “Edd, calm down I have it under control!” the ginger yelled over the wind and roar of the bike, “Just trust me alright? It’s a lot safer if you loosen up.”
He heard the man’s growl of distaste but slowly his arms relaxed. Eventually he felt Edd readjust his grip and push closer, flush against Kevin’s back. He was getting used to the feel and the rush, the same rush Kevin had fallen in love with years ago when his father would take him out riding. Normally he rode without a helmet, but he would never tell Edd that…
When he felt Edd’s chin rest on his shoulder, Kevin knew he had won. He revved the engine once more and the man didn’t even flinch. “Seems this little jaunt served a good purpose.”
“Jaunt?” Edd laughed, “And what would that be.”
Kevin snorted, “You’re a bad influence on me. And yeah, it got you to loosen up. Trust me a little.”
“I do trust you Kevin, you and Marie.” Edd said honestly, and though the man had a helmet covering his face Kevin knew his mask was down. It made him triumphant to know that he had earned such a special place in Edd’s very tiny world.
By the time they got back to the cul-de-sac, the sun was dipping down in the sky. He pulled into the garage and let the door close behind them, but he didn’t cut the engine. The boys pulled off their helmets and when he felt Edd start to get off the bike, Kevin twisted around, grabbed the taller man and, with a bit of awkwardness and some curses, slid Edd in front of him. The swimmer was straddling his hips.
“What is the meaning of this?” Edd demanded sharply.
Kevin scoffed, “The whole reason why you’re on my bike in the first place, Dork.” He leaned down and silenced any form of reply with a deep, rough kiss. Edd fought him at first but soon he felt those long arms sliding around his shoulders, pulling him in closer.
It took some work, but eventually both boys had their pants off. Kevin pulled a condom from the saddle bag which earned him a curious look from Edd, “Are sexual encounters on your bike frequent enough to merit having such items on hand?” He asked with a sly grin.
“Let’s just say I’ve been waiting for this opportunity.” The ginger replied, giving Edd’s length a squeeze as he revved the engine. The swimmer’s aroused cry was drowned in the bike’s snarl.
Kevin worked the condom on and pulled out a little bottle of lube he had stashed as well. He had learned that Edd really did like the pain, it was a little worrying at times but now was not one of those times. Not when the swimmer was watching him with glazed eyes and parted, panting lips.
He lined himself up and shoved inside of his lover in one brutal thrust, and once more the bike covered the man’s cries of ecstasy. He flexed and squeezed around Kevin hard enough to make the man see stars. Their rhythm was, as always, rough and passionate with biting and nails and taunts, enhanced by the rumble of the motorcycle beneath them to add to the experience.
Kevin pushed off Edd’s hat and took two fistfuls of his hair, pulling hard and making the man arch his back. As usual Edd came first, with an extra loud wail this time that Kevin was sure could be heard even over the bike’s roar. This sent him into his release, and he shamelessly bit down on his boyfriend’s neck to add to the growing number of hickeys that now dotted the swimmer’s skin.
It was never dull between them. They were always vying for dominance, always pushing and teasing. Edd was unlike any woman, his skin was soft and pale but his nails were short yet sharp, his mind was quick and his words could hit as hard as his fist.
Kevin purred, “Hmm, how was that?”
Edd was completely lax in his arms, a smirk on his lips, “I retract my earlier statement. Perhaps we can go to the beach next weekend.”
Kevin laughed.
#
Outings on Kevin’s bike became commonplace. In fact it often made the swimmer frisky in all the best ways and caused him to tease Kevin during their rides. A hand on the crotch or chest, whispered promises or just the feel of Edd’s excitement pressed against him in a slow grind.
Life was never boring.
Spring was present. Students were excited about the upcoming spring break and Kevin was going out of town for that time. It would be the longest time he’d spend apart from his boyfriend, which was enough to make him anxious. Especially when he came home one day…
He made his way over to Edd’s and knocked on the door. The swimmer had to be home, his car was in the driveway. He waited a minute, frowned and knocked again. Silence. Kevin felt a touch of worry in his gut because something simply wasn’t right.
Kevin reached for the door and his worry only grew when he found it unlocked. Edd never left the door unlocked for any reason. Ever. He stepped inside, “Edd?” No answer, “Yo Edd, where are you?” He closed the door and went about looking around for any sign of the man with mounting worry.
He glanced into the kitchen and was just about to move on when he spotted something. Papers were scattered on the table. Kevin frowned as he moved into the room to the table, and only then did he spot Edd tucked into the corner where the bench and counter connected. He was oddly small with his body pulled into itself, shoulders slumped and beanie pulled over his eyes.
“Edd what’s wrong?”
The man didn’t answer except to shake his head slowly, so Kevin turned back to the table knowing that the answer had to be there. He picked up an envelope, noting that there was a seal on it that he didn’t recognize. He frowned and picked up one of the papers. Printed boldly across the top was Harvard. He scanned down the page and saw that there was a notice of acceptance.
Why would this upset Edd? He looked down, took up the packet of papers that had enrollment information. Then he spotted another envelope, opened with a seal on it. Scanning the table he didn’t spot another letter until he looked back to Edd and saw that one of his hands was curled around a ball of paper.
Slowly he reached out, gently pulled it from the man’s fingers. Edd put up no fight, much to Kevin’s dismay. He uncrumpled the paper and smoothed it out on the table. This one was from Dartmouth. A quick scan and Kevin’s heart sank.
This one was a rejection.
This one was real.
Kevin looked up, “Don’t be so down man, you got into Harvard, who gives a fuck about Dartmouth.”
Edd was silent.
“You shouldn’t be moping! Celebrate, come on.” Kevin tried for a smile, but his boyfriend’s aura of dismay was quite a powerful dampener on his attempt.
Edd curled into himself tighter, “You wouldn’t understand.”
“What, you don’t like rejection? Nobody does Edd, we’re not perfect.”
Finally the swimmer pulled his head up and his eyes were just barely visible beneath the beanie, glassy with tears still unshed, long tear tracks down his face, “That was my chance at freedom!” He snapped suddenly, his voice raw with pain. Swiftly he rubbed at the tear stains with the heel of his palm and tried to gather himself, ashamed that anyone, even Kevin, had seen him crying.
There was silence for a moment, then Kevin went to go settle beside the other on the bench, leaned against him gently and bared the weight of his boyfriend’s upset, “Freedom from what?” He asked, his voice gentle and genuine.
“Everything…” Edd’s voice wavered, then, “My parents.”
Kevin frowned. That was the truth. Edd wanted to escape his parents’ constant rule over his life.
“They told me to go to Harvard,” he continued, “They want me to be a doctor like them. They tell me that doctors are the only truly worthwhile professions in this world. From the day I was born they pushed that on me, they made it so that I knew how to handle stress, so that I could handle the pressures. They pounded knowledge into me, taught me that my best friends were books. But after I met Ed and Eddy…I learned that I liked inventing. No, I loved it. Working with my hands, creating something from garbage. It was invigorating. I wanted to be an engineer, I wanted to build things. Then my parents found out and attempted to quash those desires. I had believed them dead until it was time to apply for colleges. Though Harvard has an engineering program, I will be under the complete control of my parents. They will control my schedule, curriculum, everything. I applied to Dartmouth as a way of seeing if it was meant to be…”
Kevin listened silently, keeping a comforting weight on his boyfriend as he said all of the things he had kept hidden from those around him. He knew Edd’s parents were controlling, he knew they were callous and calculated, but this was simply beyond Kevin’s ideas. “Fuck them,” he said and Edd frowned, “No I’m serious. Fuck what they want. Fuck their ideals!” He jumped up and spun around to face Edd and took his face in both of his hands, “Remember what you told me a few months ago? About how we don’t need their approval for our relationship to flourish?”
Edd appeared skeptical, “Yes?”
“Well you don’t need their approval to flourish! Listen to me, you’re the smartest guy I know. I don’t care about how many books you’ve read or what they’ve tried to teach you, because all I care is that you’re Eddward Fucking Vincent. If you want to be an engineer then fuck them and just do it. Put your name on the paperwork, just your name, register yourself as an independent.”
He still appeared apprehensive, “Then I will have no money, no means to pay for school or housing.”
“Neither do a lot of people Edd, but they still do it.” He pulled their faces close together and grinned at him, “You don’t need Dartmouth, they’re shit compared to Harvard. So you go study whatever the fuck you want. I’m sure you can get a scholarship from your swimming, I’m sure you can apply for other scholarships and grants.”
Finally he saw a smile pull at his boyfriend’s lips and a glimmer of hope, “Perhaps you are right, Kevin.”
Kevin laughed out loud, “I never thought I’d hear you say that.”
Edd’s smile grew a little, “Everyone has their moments.” His arms came up, wrapped around Kevin’s shoulders and pulled him closer until their lips met, “But…” there was a long pause.
“But what?”
“What…of us?” The hope was slowly burning out in his voice and eyes, “I am unsure if I will have the confidence to do this without…you beside me.”
Kevin knew that it was perhaps the single most difficult thing that Eddward had ever admitted. He needed someone. He needed Kevin. Slowly he threaded his fingers through Edd’s hair and held him steady, “I’ll find a way.” He said, “No matter what I’ll always be there for you when you need me.”
Some how, some way, he knew he would pull it off.
#
It was inevitable that someone would eventually notice how much time Kevin and Edd spent together. Someone was eventually bound to see them outside of school on Kevin’s bike or walking Molly in the park, Peach Creek really wasn’t a large town after all. Kevin was actually surprised it took so long, but eventually…
“Hey man,” a strong hand laid on Kevin’s shoulder and drew his attention up to the guy sitting beside him in his math class. He had been on the Football team with Kevin, he knew this guy…Randy or Ryan or something. “Were you out on your bike with Eddward yesterday?”
Yes. “I was giving him a ride. His car broke down.” Kevin hated having to lie. He hated not being able to say that yes, Edd was on his bike with him and he was teasing the everliving hell out of Kevin and that they went back home and screwed like bunnies afterward.
“Oh. Well, his car was here this morning.” Roy went on.
Kevin raised a brow, “Yeah. What’s with the third degree?”
Randal chuckled, “No man, I was just curious. Some of the guys have been saying that the swim captain might be a queer.”
Kevin went into instant defensive mode at that word, frowning, “So what if he is? What are you warning me or some shit?”
“Jeeze man relax. I know you two are like, friends now. I just wanted to see if you had a thing for him.”
There was a pause, “Why?”
“I might think he’s cute, in a dangerous, rip-you-face-off kinda way.” Ralph hunched his shoulders and looked down at his desk with a silly sort of grin. The same grin Kevin got when he thought about Edd sometimes. “You’re his friend right? Any advice?”
Kevin cinched his jaw. He wasn’t mad at Raymond, honestly. He knew that. This guy didn’t know any different, and that was his fault. Well actually it was Edd’s fault, and Kevin thought it was just about time that they ended their little charade. “What’s your name again?”
“Stephen.”
Not even close. “I only have one piece of advice for you, Stephen. Stay away from my boyfriend.”
#
By the time lunch rolled around Kevin had calmed down a fair amount. He skipped the cafeteria and went straight for the group’s normal lunch table which was, as usual, void of a certain swimmer. So he walked right up to Marie who had just sat down, “Hey, where’s Edd?”
The woman looked up and blinked, “Uh, probably in his physics classroom, why?”
Kevin nodded, “I have a rally to go to, Cally is dragging me into it. But uh, tell Edd to come out to the quad alright? Tell him it’s important.”
Marie stood up, “Alright, but just so you know I’m not your messenger.” She turned around and jabbed Kevin’s chest with a finger.
He smirked, “I know, I owe you.” He turned and jogged off to the quad. In all honesty Cally had only offered, she had in no way forced Kevin. But he had an idea. A stupid, crazy, wonderful idea. He was going to get smacked for it and he just couldn’t bring himself to care.
The area was crowded with students around the stage as the far end of the open outdoor space. There was music pouring out a set of dual speakers to keep the crowd occupied while the rally was being set up. Kevin muscled his way to the steps where Cally and a few other male students were waiting.
Cally was dressed in her full cheerleader uniform, complete with glitter makeup and pigtails. She looked up and smiled, “There you are Kevin!”
“Sorry, I had to go check on something.”
“No problem. Alright, we’re good to start. You guys just come up when we call for you ok?” She didn’t wait for an answer before she ran up to the stereo beside the stage and pushed a few buttons. Suddenly the music changed to something more upbeat and Kevin could have sworn the six other cheerleaders appeared out of thin air as they all bounced onto the stage to perform a routine cheer to grab everyone’s attention.
With pom-poms fluttering, they danced around in their tiny skirts like they had absolutely no shame. Not that Kevin minded too much, Cally did have a nice little butt - though she had nothing on Edd.
Finally the routine ended and Cally swept up a microphone, “How’s everybody doing today!” She was met with a few cheers and a lot of clapping, “Awesome! I hope you all had fun on your Spring Break, we’re all energized and ready to go. Lemme hear that school spirit!” She held up the microphone and the whole crowd erupted in roars. The woman really did have great charisma, “Wow guys, that’s awesome! Alright, so today we want to kick off our first announcement for the Peach Creek Prom. Junior Prom is going to be the second Saturday of May and Senior Prom will be the third Saturday. We are happy to announce that this year’s theme is going to be Arabian Nights! I don’t know about you guys but I’m crazy excited. We have some amazing artists working on murals and decorations.”
Kevin smirked at the idea, at least they were being creative this year. He recalled last year’s theme being rubber ducks.
The crowd showed their excitement as the music from the speakers changed to something more exotic. “So to keep the fun rolling, we have some of our school heroes here who have agreed to a fun little event. Come on up guys!” She beckoned and the guys all made their way up to the stage.
From this vantage point Kevin could see the whole crowd. He scanned for Edd, but didn’t see him among the sea of faces.
“Aren’t they handsome ladies? These guys all have someone in mind for their prom dates and have agreed to be among the first guys at Peach Creek to ask their ladies to the dance!”
Kevin’s heart started to race. He finally spotted Edd and Marie at the far end of the space, but he couldn’t see the man’s face that well. He stuffed his hands nervously into his pockets and turned his attention back to Cally.
“Alright! First up we have,” Cally held out the microphone.
“Jason.” Said a tall gentleman that Kevin recognized from the basketball team.
Cally beamed, “Alright, Jason, do your thing!” She offered it back out and Jason took the mic.
“Ashley Monroe,” he said with a big, goofy smile as he looked down into the crowd, “Will you be my date for the prom?”
Kevin looked down to see Ashley, a little round woman with curly black hair and a blushing face. She was grinning from ear to ear and giggled awkwardly, “Yes!” she called as the crowd had gone mostly silent. After her answer it erupted in cheers.
Jason handed the microphone back as Cally clapped her encouragement, “Congratulations you two, you’re adorable!” She giggled and moved to the next man, a shorter guy from the soccer team, “And what’s your name?”
“Anthony.”
“Awesome! Strut your stuff Anthony!”
He took the mic, then looked right into Cally’s eyes and grinned, “Cally Hays, will you be my date to the prom?”
The woman’s eyes went wide and she blushed and giggled, putting her hand over her mouth, “Well that’s very sweet of you Anthony but I’m afraid I already have a boyfriend.”
Anthony grinned and let out a loud d’aww, shrugging off his public rejection with a laugh. At least he had tried. There was some encouraging cheers and clapping, a few giggles from the crowd, but Kevin wasn’t paying much attention.
He was next, and his heart was pounding. His eyes were locked onto Edd who was still too far away to see properly. He must have known what was coming.
Suddenly Cally was in front of Kevin, she smiled at him and drew his attention, “And what’s your name?”
“Kevin.” He swallowed and grinned to hide his nervousness.
“Now Kevin I’m really curious! Do your thing.” She offered out the mic. Cally knew about all of the guys on the stage, she already knew who most of their girlfriends were (though he was sure that Anthony had thrown her off), but she had been shocked when Kevin told her earlier that he planned on asking someone.
He took the mic, his hands shaking somewhat. He took a deep breath and looked up. Edd wasn’t there though, he had vanished at the last moment and Kevin’s heart sank. Had he really run off, knowing what was coming?
He swallowed. “Kevin?” Cally’s voice was soft.
He gave her a smile, then flickered his eyes out over the crowd again. Suddenly he locked eyes with Edd who had actually come closer to the stage. He wasn’t smiling, but his head was high and he gave Kevin silent encouragement. He smiled, “Eddward Vincent, will you go to the prom with me?”
The world went silent. Hundreds of eyes were torn between the jock on the stage and the swimmer in the crowd and nobody knew what to do.
It seemed like an eternity of the two men staring each other down, their gazes both affectionate and challenging, a ferocity that simply could not be matched. Kevin was falling for the bastard all over again, and loved every second of it.
Finally Edd smiled. Not a smirk or a grin, but that lopsided smile that made Kevin’s heart race, “Yes. I will.” He said.
There was a mixed reaction in the crowd, some clapping, some cheering, many silent and a few hisses. Kevin handed the mic back and finally tore his gaze away to look into Cally’s face. She was recovering quickly, her face broke into a bright smile, “Congratulations you two!” she chimed, then bounced onto her next victim.
His eyes went back to Edd though and the rest of the event was forgotten as he found comfort in his boyfriend’s smile. He had done it. It was stupid and rash and perhaps a little selfish forcing Edd out like that, but he didn’t care in the least.
By the time the rally was over Edd really had left. Vanished through the crowd, but Kevin found him easily enough. He ignored the looks and the whispered words, he slapped hands with a few students and was even stopped by a little freshman who stood in his way.
He was a tall man with fluffy black hair and a kind face. He was tall too, almost as tall as Eddward. The boy was smiling at him though, “Thank you.” He said.
Kevin quirked a brow, “For what?”
“For being brave like that.” He held his hand out, “I’m Dylan. I’m uh…like you.” He blushed softly.
Kevin didn’t have the heart to tell the kid that he wasn’t gay, that he only had eyes for his swimmer, so instead he just shook the offered hand and smiled back, “It’s no big deal.”
Dylan chuckled, “Actually, it really is.” And then the kid was walking away.
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