NBA

Do Me A Favor (part 2)

Blake was in the middle of taunting Kevin for beating him when Karen clapped her hands, calling out from the kitchen. "Dinner's ready!"

Blake got on his feet and held his hand out for Brynn. With a smile, she slipped her fingers through his and the two of them made their way together giggling between themselves.

"Want to hold hands, too, baby?" Kevin nudged your side, waggling his eyebrows.

"Shut up, Kevin," you grumbled, quickly getting up on your feet.

"I'm just kidding, Y/N," he laughed, wrapping an arm around your waist. "But helps if we practice."

You wrinkled your nose, making a tiny noise of disgust. "Stop being so weird," you said, shoving his arm away. Kevin was making to pout when you arrived to the dining room and his nose picked up on the smell of the food.

"It smells delicious, mom," Kevin complimented, smacking his lips together exaggeratingly.

"Thank you, baby," said Karen, blowing Kevin a kiss.

"Yes, Karen," Blake called from where he was sitting with Brynn. "Everything looks great."

Karen blew Blake a kiss as well before insisting Kevin and you sit together. She was ecstatic about having her boys and their girlfriends under one roof.

"Stan said he'll be here in a few minutes, but you four must be starving. So, just dig in!" She motioned towards the meal she had set out.

"Are you sure, momma?" inquired Kevin. "We can wait for dad."

"It's okay, dear," she smiled, taking her chin in his hand and kissing his cheek. "My Kevin, always so considerate of others."

You raised a brow, impressed at this tender, sweet side of Kevin. Usually, the man was somewhat selfish. He lived to please himself. This was a completely different side to him. He noticed you looking at him and avoided your eyes, staring at his lap and clearing his throat.

"Okay, um, let's eat," he said. Without waiting for anyone's response, Kevin grabbed the mashed potatoes and began to serve himself.

"Kevin," said Karen in a disapproving tone. "You should serve your girlfriend first; don't you think? Where are those manners I taught you?"

Kevin gave her a puzzled glance before realizing his mistake as she stared at him with a tight-lipped smile.

"Oh! I'm sorry, babe," Kevin turned to you with a wide grin. "Want some mashed potatoes?"

You shot him a sarcastic sneer and grabbed the bowl from his hands. "I'll serve myself, thank you." Kevin shot you a mocking face.

"Girlfriend?" Blake interjected. "Since when have you two been... dating?"

Kevin and you simultaneously froze before you relaxed, glaring at Kevin. You shoved his shoulder. "I can't believe you haven't told Blake! Wow, Kev. Have you forgotten how long we've been dating already? It's only been a week, for Christ's sake."

Kevin made to wince. "Sorry, babe." He rubbed at the sore spot you had left behind. Your eyes gleamed with victory as he pouted.

"How come you didn't correct me when I introduced you as Kevin's friend to Brynn in the car?" asked Blake, tilting his head. You tried not to let the gesture get to you. He looked incredibly adorable when he did that. You felt Kevin kick your ankle and looked away from Blake.

"Blake, Y/N was just being polite," Kevin answered for you. "Plus, we haven't been very opened about our relationship. It's still on the down low. I'm waiting to introduce her to everyone this weekend."