Hats Off (kevedd)

Scrimmage

"So tell me exactly what happened when you and Kevin went to breakfast together." Nat commanded slirpping on his vanilla smoothie even though it was seven in the morning. Edd cringed at the thought of it, he couldn't believe Nat called himself an Athlete. Then again he called himself an athlete still when he and Kevin demolished those plates of cookies Edd had baked the other day.

"You're still on about that? That happened last week." Nat had originally invited him to early morning beverage run on the day Kevin and Edd didn't go jogging (it was good to take a break every once and awhile. Also Kevin had this awfully handsome habit of increasing the frequency of times he took his shirt off as the summer months grew hotter. It was terribly distracting and was starting to make Edd too flustered).

"It's been eating at my mind for days ,Double D. I don't think I can take much more," Nat said dramatically.

Edd, amused, just smiled and shook his head in disbelief, "Like I told you before, we ate breakfast then he took me to his gym." Oh yes, don't mention on how he spoon fed you cream of wheat and how you were hot and bothered enough to run away and blush and silently scream in the bathroom.

Nat rolled his eyes, what Double D said sounded like a suitable date circumstances to him," Yeah but everytime I mention the fact that Kevin told me that you 'might like cinnamon' a day after you hanged out together it has you going as red and adorable as a tomato."

As expected, Double D face flushed bright red. Feeling that statement affect him, Double D cupped his face in his hands, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed by his behavior surrounding the whole 'cinnamon' ordeal. Double was a little fixated on the moment. The mere taste of cinnamon transported him back to that moment, that moment where Kevin's focus had been solely and wholly focused on him and him alone, that moment, even if was only small, of feeling treasured and cherished, and Edd loved it. It made his heart ache but placate him at the same time. He started putting cinnamon in his tea every morning after the fact, even made coffee occasionally with it. Kevin started to notice it too, Kevin would lean over Double D's shoulder, his warm and broad chest practically framing Edd's own, to take a long sniff of whatever cup he was Brewing that morning and would smile as he said. "Cinnamon again?" and Kevin would laugh. It was a laugh so sweet and so precious and it was only for Edd. Long story short, cinnamon had become a sort of inside joke between them both.

"There it is again!" Nat yelled pointing out Double D's face as he threw his hands in the air in frustration. "Even Kevin has this dopey grin on his face every time the mere word 'Cinnamon' is mentioned and I don't get it. It's actually starting to piss me off."

"You do like being in the know don't you? It is really none of your business." Or in other words 'can we please stop talking about it?'

"It is so my business. I have to steer this ship in the right direction or else nothing will happen."

"Ship?" Edd raised his eyebrow unimpressed.

"Ship as in I ship Kevin and you together. Oh do keep up Double Darling." He took a long sip vanilla shake afterwards, as if he was just simply remarking on the nice weather outside. "You're too cute for this to be dragging on so long. I want action."

"Well in reality that's not going to happen. Even if..." Double D paused tracing the rim of his cup with his knuckles anxiously, "Even if Kevin is interested in me. How would that even work? It's not a question of whether I want to date Kevin, because I do, but rather...Am I ready to date. That would but me in such a vulnerable position. We already live together and by then he would just know everything. Everything, mind you. That;s just allot for me. I'm still coming to terms with my sexuality and haven't told the people I wanted to tell about it before I went and pursue a relationship. Plus I don't want to just go in blindly. I want maybe a little bit more experience." Yes that meant kissing more dudes in the future. Double D wasn't really sure about the feelings he had lately. His adoration towards Kevin just seemed to fester in him constantly. It was starting to irritate Double D. Why couldn't he just stop thinking kevin was perfectly perfect in his imperfect way? It was unbelievably distracting.