Kevin The Sodier.

three (i guess)

Kevin and Conner had ultimately stayed through most of the night at the restaurant with Con's cast members. Kevin wanted to go home hours before they did... But he wasn't going to pull Conner away. He figured He'd cause enough problems for the redhead. He couldn't make him leave here as well.

They got home at about one in the morning. Kevin flopped down on the couch and huffed out a sigh.

The kitten hopped up on the couch and curled up on his chest, meowing very softly. "Hi there, cat." Kevin very softly and very sleepily said, petting the little animal. Conner couldn't help but smile. It was just so cute.

Pulling out his phone, He snapped a picture, catching Kevin's attention.

"What...?" Conner said as his fiance stared at him. "You guys are cute." He said. A little smile appeared on Kev's face. "I love you." He softly said, Grinning. "I love you too." Conner said, Walking to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water from the kitchen. He waisted no time in grabbing the water and hurrying back... Then turning back to grab Kev one. He knew if he wasn't with Kevin for too long the boy would freak. And that was understandable. Or at least it was now.

He walked back in and Kevin was sitting up now with the kitten in his lap. Conner sat down beside him and handed him his water. "Mittens loves you, Kev." He whispered, smiling as Kevin snuggled close to him. The kitten made no reaction to Kevin's moving. She just laid there sleeping comfortably on the boys lap.

Kevin gently moved his legs so they were draped across Conner's. He laid back down, very gently moving Mittens to his chest. Both the Kitten and Kevin yawned at the same time. Conner of course, took another picture.

"Why do you keep taking pictures?" Kevin asked, looking amused and confused all at the same time. Conner scoffed. "Because you are cute. Duh. That's an obvious one Kevin. Now I know why you always loose Jeopardy."

"I don't always loose..." Kevin countered, trying to fight the small smile playing at his lips.

"Yes you do."

"I do not."

"Yes you do."

"Noo!"

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Nuh-uh"

"Uh-huh."

"Nope."

"Yep."

"Negative."

"Positive."

"Flase."

"Oh its so true."

"That's it." Kevin sat up, scaring the kitten who jumped off of him and on to the ground and ran. Grabbing ahold of Conner, Kevin began tickling him relentlessly.

"No!! No Kev! Stop please Oh my god stop!" Conner screeched between giggles. "Please stop!"

"Neverrrr!" Kevin laughed a little as he continued to tickling his ginger. "Let me gooo!!! Mittens! Mittens help me!" Conned managed through his laughter. "No more ticklessss!!!"

Kevin laughed and pulled Conner close, kissing him passionately. The laughing stopped quickly and was replaced with pure passion as the two of them clung to each other, kissing passionately. "I love you so much." Kevin mumbled against Conner's lip, keeping him close. "I love you too... God do I love you." Conner gently pushed Kevin so they were laying down.

Wrapping his arms around Conner Kevin continued to kiss him with every ounce of passion he had left in him. He really did love Conner. And He wanted more than anything to give him everything he deserved... But He couldn't. He couldn't protect him. Not anymore. He couldn't take care of Conner... Because Conner was always having to take care him. He felt horrid. How was he supposed to be a good husband if he couldn't even bring himself to take care of his significant other...?

Beginning to feel very weak and wrought with insecurities and worries, Kevin slowly pulled away. Conner looked at him with great concern. "Are you okay, Sweetie...?" He asked, pushing the brunette's bangs out from in front of his face.

"Yeah... I am. I just thi-" he was cut of by Conner's lips smashing into his once more. And this time he couldn't control himself, getting carried away, Kevin slowly got up, picking Conner up with him.

As Kevin made his way to the bedroom, their lips never parted and their eyes stayed shut. After bumping into a few walls and almost falling three times... They finally made it to the bedroom. Kevin gently laid his fiance on the bed and laid down beside him, Kissing him passionately. Slowly, Conner slid his hand up Kev's shirt. Kevin entangled his fingers in the redheads hair.

For a while they just laid there, Kissing passionately and pressing up against each other. But the Kevin pulled away and just stared At Conner, a small smile playing at his lips.

Conner smiled a little as he stared. "What are you staring, Mr. Price?" He asked, smiling a bit wider.

"You." He softly said, his smile widening as well. Conner was beyond relieved to see that smile. He'd missed it greatly. And he knew that smiling was an arduous task for Kevin. One that he usually had to force himself to do. So seeing a genuine smile of the handsome boy's fave filled Conner with overwhelming joy.

And For a moment, Everything was okay. There was no medication and No mental disorders. No two show days or spotlights. No therapy sessions or directors notes. There was just Kevin, Conner, And Mittens the Kitten.