Study Sessions (KevEdd Smut/Story)

We're Seniors Now

***A/N: please enjoy some lovely fluff***

Kevin's POV

Its senior year and I hate it; there's so many questions and it all makes me anxious. What do I want to do with my life? Where am I going to college? What will happen between Edd and I? I don't want to hold Edd back from any of his dreams but I also dont want to lose him. Sure, I had a football scholarship but it wouldn't get me into somewhere like Yale or Harvard and Edd's grades could definitely take him to one of those places. I don't even know what I want to do with my life... I need to figure my shit out.

I'm shaken out of my thoughts by a pair of small hands wrapping around my waist. Might as well get this out of the way. "Can you come to my house after school so we can talk?"

"OooOoo what kind of 'talk'?" Edd purred, eyes full of lust.

I shook my head. "Listen baby, as much I'd love to dick you down we need to talk about our future and college and shit like that."

"Oh. Umm.. Okay" "Is it going to be a bad talk?" "Do I need to be worried?" He mumbled playing with his thumbs.

I leant down and kissed his head "No." "Just need to get some things straight, that's all babe."

He smiled up at me showing off his little gap "Okay."

"I gotta go talk to my guidance counselor." "I'll meet you at home." "Love you." and with that I walked towards his office hearing a faint 'love you too" behind me.

"So, Kevin." "Do you have any ideas about what you'd want to do in the future?"

"Not a single clue" I sighed. "I know I like foot ball and I'm good at that." "I know I can cook" "But not much else."

"Well let's look at your grades, shall we?" he types on his keyboard and clicks a few things on the screen, "Okay lets see, mostly C's and B's" "Only classes you have A's in are gym and..... hmm" he lent back surprised, "History."

"Yeah I'm pretty good at history. I like learning about it and stuff" I rubbed the back of my neck.

"Well do you like educating people?"

"What do you mean?"

He looked away from the screen and propped his elbows on the desk, "I mean do you like to teach people about stuff, ya' know, tell them facts about stuff."

"I never really thought about it, I guess?"

"What about a history teacher?" "That could be an interesting career choice."

I thought for a second and chuckled, "and teach little shits like me all day? No thanks."

He laughed, "well I'll have you know that there are much less, as you say, 'little shits' in college courses."

"Dont you need to be like hella smart to teach college courses?"

He chuckled and put his head down, shaking it, "Kevin. I hate to break it to you bud but you are 'hella smart' when it comes to history and humanities" "From what I can see here almost every single one of your grades in each year of high school is a 95 or above, thus categorizing you as, 'hella smart' in regards to history."

"I guess I never thought about that."

"Well, think on it but in the mean time we can register you under a general A.A. degree in a college of your choosing so you can take your prerequisites." "Sound like a plan?"

I nodded, "Sounds dope."

"Okay send in some college applications to schools you like and some of them should accept you." "but dont freak out if they dont, community college is always an option and it's not any less of a college."