Edd's POV
There is something that can be said about his lips, although I can't quite put my finger on it. Is it the natural plumpness on display, or the almost demure pucker that suggests they are impenetrable.
"Why do you keep looking at me like that dweeb." Kevin tenses up, his relaxed face being replaced with a callus expression.
"Nothing. My sincerest apologies." I say neutrally, the faint flicker of the fire illuminating both of our faces.
"You know I am not a fag."
"I never said you were homosexual Kevin. But, you cannot deny what happened last weekend. You can't look me in the eye and say you didn't feel anything."
"You are right, I can't Edd. But whatever this is, I can't do it anymore." Kevin exclaims, tears forcefully forming in his eyes, threatening to spill over like flood gates.
"I will never forget about this." I mumble, reaching for his wavering hands.
"Neither of us can, even if we try." Almost as though pushed together by fate, Kevin and I kiss for what I assume will be the last time. Unlike all our other embrasses, this one is different. Rather than a spur of a moment, a simple lust towards each other, it is a solemn goodbye to summer 2004 and what we almost were.
Kevin's POV
As the words fly out of my mouth, I am instantly filled with dread and regret. What is wrong with me, I have never been so compelled to be with a boy. My dad would kill me if he found out what I have done with Edd, I need this all to end.
But, why must his presence be so intoxicating. He is my own special drug, whose effects keep me in a state of stupor and longingness.
"I think I should go." Edd says, brushing my shoulder one last time. A few moments pass and I am alone in the darkness.
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I love you, Dork. (A Kevedd Fanfiction)
FanfictionA love story that can only be described as a "work in progress". Edd has always felt alone in the small backwater town of Peach Creek, Illinois. Having an I.Q. of 140 isolated him from the typical "C" average student; the only friends he has made...
