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Kevin grabbed Timmy’s arm and pointed towards the drug store.
”Okay, okay, Kevin. Let’s go!” Timmy chuckled as Kevin tugged his arm.
When they got to the store, Kevin quickly walked to the back. On the aisle were various bottles of prescription cough syrup.
Kevin grabbed a few bottles and stuffed them into his oversized pants, the lumps not concerning anyone somehow.
Kevin said, “Let’s get out of here, Timmy.” quietly before sneaking to the exit door.
The two of them sat in the alley near the parking lot and Timmy lit a cigarette.
He took a drag of it, then asked,
”How do you never get caught, dude?”
Kevin said, “I don’t know, guess they never notice.”
Kevin grabbed a bottle of cough syrup from his pants and unscrewed the cap, drinking a few gulps.
”I never thought about this, but could I try some? I always wondered why you always drank so much of that stuff.”
Kevin said, “Sure, but only a bit. I need more for myself, Timmy.”
Allen materialized beside Kevin, and while Timmy was busy trying a sip, he said,
”Boy, youse gave him your cough syrup? You know sharing drinks means ya basically kissed, why not do the real thing, heheh?”
Kevin figured he’d learn the goose a thing or two, and kicked him a good few times in his crotch. Allen left.
Although Kevin was annoyed, he was right. Why not?
Kevin looked back at the blonde, and saw him spitting it out.
”Blegh! This shit is disgusting, Kev! How do you drink it?”
Kevin said, “It lets me forget everything I’ve gotta worry about. I’ve forgotten the bad taste.”
Timmy nodded and said, “That makes sense.”
Then Kevin said, “You know, since you shared my drink, you technically kissed me.”
Timmy’s eyes widened.
”N-no! Not technically, pshh…”
Kevin placed his hand on Timmy’s shoulder with a smug look on his face,
”Why not just do the real thing, then?” with a slight chuckle.
Timmy looked surprised, but he wasn’t the most against the idea.
”Sure…” he mumbled. But Kevin still heard it.
Kevin turned to face Timmy, and their faces were inches away.
Kevin remembered seeing how his mom kissed his dad, and tried to follow that.
Timmy wasn’t really expecting for a kiss like that.
Despite that, Kevin closed the gap between them.
Timmy noticed the sociopath’s mouth tasted like cough syrup…gross. And his breath smelled terrible. But he didn’t bring himself to care all that much, because he felt much better when he realized he was kissing Kevin. And he’d take having to taste that if it meant that he was kissing him.
Kevin felt crazy. (Crazier than he already was). He was having his first real kiss, not like the one when he played spin the bottle. He didn’t really count that one because, frankly, he wanted to forget the experience.
With a guy. But the guy was amazing, to be fair.
Timmy pulled away, and Kevin looked back at him.
“That was…oddly nice.” Said Timmy.
Kevin nodded in agreement, the corners of his mouth lifted.
Kevin said, “I think I have to go, I’ll see you soon. Goodbye, Timmy.”
Timmy waved goodbye as Kevin walked back to his house and Timmy walked over to the park.
He sat on a bench for awhile, thinking about what just happened. He was happy, but it was a crazy experience.
He walked back to his house and into his room, and waved back at Kevin one last time, even though he was already passed out on his bed.
He fell asleep smiling. He got to kiss Kevin. He did. And try cough syrup. Though it did taste terrible, haha.