To Date An Ed

The Plan Into Action

Splash!

Kevin sighed slightly, shaking his head. He watched from the stands, chewing on his bottom lip. Eddward was pushing through the water effortlessly, his shoulder blades gleaming from the pool water. Kevin leaned back slightly, closing his dark green eyes. I wonder if this will work. I know he can't back down from a challenge but this... This is a gamble. He shook his head, and opened his eyes once more to watch the black haired swimmer. He tilted his head to the side, eyes half lidded. He smiled softly, his heart thudding as he watched Edd do something he loved.

Eddward soon stopped in the shallow side of the pool, placing his feet firmly on the pool floor. Kevin felt his heart skip a beat, his breath hitch. Water glistened and dripped down firm, taunt muscles, following contours as each drip made it's trip down the boy's body. Kevin's eyes drunk in the sight, his whole body flooding with a strange warmth. The swimmer pulled off his dark blue goggles, and shook his head, water scattering from thick, semi long black hair. Kevin started to pant to catch up with the beating of his heart, eyes traveling down the body that was Eddward, stopping at the sight of tight black speedos. Kevin felt himself chuckle at the sight of twin white stripes running down each side, reminding the red head of Double D's beanie. The boy below pulled himself from the pool, goggles swinging from his pale and slender neck. He bent over, picking up a white, fluffy towel. He ruffled his hair within the fabric, heading towards the door to the boy's locker room.

Kevin blinked, than shook his head, heart thudding from nerves now. It was this moment or never... He got to his feet, heading over to the doors. He went down the stairs that lead to the main floor, and then went straight for the locker room, his mind set on his quest. He opened the door carefully, this door being on the opposite of the large room than the one that came from the school's pool, and Kevin was grateful of this fact, as it meant he was hidden from Double D for the moment. He pressed his body against now the closed metal door, closing his eyes, small body visibly shaking.  He took a few moments to return the solidity to his legs, and he almost silently made his way down the rows and rows of metal lockers, the stench of chlorine, Axe, and boy sweat that permantly stained the locker room reaching his nose. He stopped just short of the row which Edd kept his swimming bag and gym clothes, the row in which the black haired boy was currently standing. Green eyes widened as he sneaked a peek, taking in the sight of Double D, facing away from him, naked. He was digging in his gym bag, pulling out a pair of black boxers, as well as the rest of his outfit. He pulled up the black underwear, making sure they were snuggly around his hips before reaching for the black skinny jeans. The dark haired sighed slightly, And rolled his head to the side. He placed a hand on his exposed shoulder, and started to rub, groaning quietly to himself.

Kevin realized he was standing there, mouth agape, and he quickly slid behind the locker he had been spying from, pressing his back against the cool metal. He waited a few moments, giving the other a chance to get fully clothed, before clearing his throat and walking out from his hiding place. Eddward let out a startled noise, dropping the beanie he was about to place on his head. His black hair was still slightly damp, but retained a slight fluffiness, and framed his face rather nicely, reaching down the nape of his neck, tickling his shoulders. Blue eyes, that had once been wide with surprise, narrowed with annoyance and mistrust, as their owner bent down to snach up the dropped hat. He pulled it over his head, bangs flattening against his face, slightly covering his eyes, giving him a sense of darkness that had been lacking in the beanies absence. "And just what the hell do you want, pumpkin?" He growled out, pulling on the leather jacket he wore.

The ginger teenager shuffled his feet, his cheeks turning a soft pink. "W-well..." He cleared his throat, taking a moment to hopefully steady his voice. "I've come with a... Challenge, of sorts." He said, finally raising his dark green eyes to look in Eddward's piercing blue. "Go on one date with me, just one. If you really don't enjoy yourself, I'll never bother you again. If you do end up enjoying yourself, well... We can take it from there then." The ginger lowered his gaze once more, letting out a shaky breath. He folded his fingers into fists, tightening them to brace himself for what was to come, his knuckles turning white.

Eddward looked thoughtful, his eyes looking at the long stained tile below. He closed his eyes, and gave an almost irritated sigh, his hands that had been crossed now falling to his sides. "Alright, I accept your terms," He picked up his blueish black gym bag, slinging it over his shoulder, before jabbing Kevin in the chest with a slender finger. "But, you pay for it." He said, eyes glinting for a moment. He then patted Kevin's head, spinning the quiz bowl hat backward.  "Au revoir, citrouille." He said, his footsteps echoing in the near empty room. You could hear the door open, before slowly slamming shut. Kevin realized he had been holding in his breath, and took a few large gulps of air, collapsing onto a wooden bench. He took off his hat, and stared blankly at it, running a hand through short ginger hair. He couldn't believe it, Double D had said yes! He felt a stupid grin spread to his lips, and he pulled his hat back on, facing the right way, as he got to his feet. He left the locker room, his heart feeling light, and his whole body hopeful, feeling as if something wonderful was going to happen.

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It was late evening, Kevin was sitting in his room. He looked up at his ceiling, the grin that hadn't left his face still plastered on, his homework long since abandoned on the floor below him.  He still couldn't believe he had a Date with Edd, someone who had always seemed so out of reach. He hugged a pillow to his chest, burrowing his flushing face into the softness. His toes curled, his eyes closed, he couldn't remember a time he had felt so happy. There was the sound of shattering glass, along with a yell full of slurred obscenities. Kevin felt his grin faulter, he hoped his mother wouldn't-

With a loud bang, the door to Kevin's door opened, with such force the handle would have made a hole in the wall, if there hadn't been one there from earlier times with the same happenings. Kevin sat up, and looked over at the woman standing in the doorway, a beer bottle in hand. At one point she could have been considered beautiful, with wavy waist length ginger hair, and soft green eyes, if not for the years of substance abuse. Her eyes had countless bags under them, and her hair was snarley and upkept. She leaned against the door frame, acting as if she was just merely leaning because she wanted, poorly hiding the fact she couldn't stand properly. She crossed here arms over a generous bosom, her eyes clouded and struggling to focus on her son. She opened her thin lips to speak, then closed them, as if she forgot what she had wanted to say. She studied Kevin, lips pursed, before she sighed softly. "I'm going to have one of my friends over tonight." She said, watching for Kevin's reaction. He didn't respond, his jaw locked, his face now stony. The woman glanced down at her bottle. "He wants you to join. You know the drill." Kevin gave a curt nod, and his mother turned to leave. She paused, resting a hand on the doorframe. "You know I love you, right?" She asked, quietly, a motherly tone seeping into the words.

Kevin looked away from her, and gave a small nod. "I know mom.

I know."