Power Over Me [1]

8

The rest of the day finishes without issue aside for Eddy and Rolf gaining a week suspension each with an additional two weeks detention when they come back to school. Both teens were escorted off school grounds and left to their own devices, prompting Eddy to run as fast as he can away from the taller boy. Rolf spits in Eddy's direction before driving himself home, determined to not waste time while he's stuck with the punishment.

Kevin and Edd walk home together, staying a distance apart to be safe. They don't want to accidentally touch for even a millisecond, the fear of losing their soulmates too strong. The two teens walk in silence for half of it before Kevin looks at Edd.

"You good?" "I beg your pardon?" "I realized I didn't really check in with you to make sure you were okay after what fuckhead said." "I... I'm still not quite sure... I have many conflicted emotions in my head at the moment..." "Understandable. Wanna talk about it or wanna have space alone at home?" "I... I would like about an hour and a half of peace for now. I shall text you when I'm available for company." "Sounds dope." "What of you?" "I'm fucking furious. Hope Eddy doesn't like his teeth." "Careful, Kevin. He's been dreaming of gold teeth since we were children and he may take advantage." "His teeth already look pretty gold to me." Edd snorts into his hand, earning a grin from his friend. Kevin and Edd slow their pace to a halt and look at each other, directly between their houses.

"Let me know if there's anything I can do for you." "Would you be opposed to picking up food before you came over? I crave something terrible." "Sure thing! Let me know when you're good for company and I'll bring something." "Thank you, Kevin. We shall reunite shortly." "Yeah, see you soon!" Both teens turn and head back to their own homes, locking their doors behind them. Kevin clenches and unclenches his fists a few times before walking to his kitchen, starting on a monkey bread recipe so he can bring something sweet too. He cleans himself up and gets to work, already feeling better as he starts making the dough.

Double D picks up a bit around the house and moves the furniture around, working on his newest choreography to help his stress. The knowledge of one of his supposed best friends being so against his identity really shook him to the core. Edd does a handstand and holds himself up for a moment just to regulate his breathing before starting the song, mood instantly improving when he makes the first move. Familiar and loved lyrics fill his ears as he lets the melody guide him.

Kevin pulls the monkey bread from the oven and sets it on a rack on his counter, tossing his oven mitts to the side. He sifts through the takeout menus that have accumulated in his kitchen junk drawer and finds one for a pizza place that'll deliver. He grabs his phone and shoots Edd a text, reading through the menu.

K: Yo! Thinking about ordering pizzas & extras

K: Want me to wait until I get to yours so we can decide?

E: You may choose for the both of us, Kevin. I assure you that I am not a picky eater and will be delighted with whichever choices you make!

K: Sick

K: I'll order and send it your way :)

E: Wonderful! I shall see you soon!

Edd smiles at his phone before cleaning up his living room, taking a quick body shower after to make sure he washed away all the sweat. He stands under the spray of the water for a moment before getting dressed, not wanting to risk Kevin coming over before he's ready. Edd sets his dining room table with plates and napkins before there's a knock at his door, prompting him to practically run to let his friend in. Kevin grins at Edd while holding the covered Pyrex dish in his hand, holding it up slightly.

"Brought something." "Oh, that smells heavenly! Thank you so much! I'll place it in the kitchen while you switch to your slippers." "Rad. Hope you like it, my mom used to bake it when I'd have a bad day. It's called monkey bread, it's basically a bunch of pieces of soft dough and cinnamon put together. I added some caramel on top though instead of vanilla, thought the richer the better." "I didn't know you baked!" "Not really, just know a thing or two." No way in hell was Kevin admitting his deepest secret. Edd didn't need to know that Kevin made the dough, cinnamon sugar, and caramel from scratch. Sure, he knows he can trust Double D and he knows he won't make fun of him, but he's not ready to open up that much yet to get into his passions.