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Of Cigarettes and Lettermans

Summary:

Edd gets caught and Kevin doesn't know how to say what he means. Also, Edd is socially dense.

Notes:

I don't own Nat or Rave, just borrowing them for the joy of the fic. I don't own Ed, Edd, or Eddy either.. Let alone anyone else.

Again, just borrowing them for the joy.

Enjoy!

First chapter is short..

Second, not.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: Don't freeze, idiot!

Chapter Text

Kevin couldn't say he knew Double Dee better than his two idiot friends, but he did know something they didn't. Something he was sure no one else really knew. Especially since he only saw the raven in the act at around 10:30 PM after everyone else thought he was asleep. He had the perfect view from his own window to the raven's. It didn't help that the raven would also crawl out of his own bedroom window onto the roof ledge to do said act…

 

The act?

 

Smoking.

 

It was stunning to watch the normally OCD and anal teen climb out and light a cigarette and just perch while he smoked it to the butt. The redhead could just make out those stupid hospital shields on the other side of the window, also. As if anyone was going to catch the genius. Eddy and Ed were already unconscious, no doubt, as was the rest of the cul-de-sac. But not him. Only because he'd seen the movement that first night and been transfixed.

 

But now it was getting ridiculous. The snow was high, the wind was cold and that stupid genius was sitting out in a light tee shirt and pajama pants with the cigarette being flicked every other ten minutes. Kevin felt a form of irritation at the audacity of the raven tempting fate. Did he want to freeze to death or what? Sure, Edd had this meticulous habit of keeping the snow off his roof and all, but it was still windy as shit and cold!

 

Edd had no idea the redhead was even watching, mind clear for that few moments that he permitted himself. He enjoyed the silence and peace of the night, the cigarette resting idly between his lips before he finally inhaled that last little breath. He put the cigarette out into the small ashtray he'd made himself, before crawling back into his room and closing the window, moving the hospital shield.

 

Just as he had cuddled down into bed to sleep, a sharp banging on the front door downstairs had him groaning in frustration. "Ohh, what is that now?" He sighed, before throwing off the blankets and making his way in bunny-slipper clad feet to the door, opening it only to blink in surprise, "K-Kevin? W-w… What brings you here so late this eve-evening..?"

 

Kevin grunted, shoving something fabric into the raven's hands, "If you're gonna be stupid enough to go smokin' on the roof at fuck all at night, at least wear a fucking jacket..!" He snarled, before turning and storming towards his own home again, leaving the raven thunderstruck in his doorway.

 

Edd blinked, flustered as he slowly shut his door again, finally taking the moment to look at the item Kevin had shoved into his hands. When he registered exactly what it was, his eyes widened and he blushed brightly.

 

Kevin's very own Letterman jacket.

 

Even Edd knew, since the teen had gotten it in sophomore year, none of his week-long girlfriends had ever gotten the luxury to wear the thing.. Let alone barely touch it.

 

So why was Kevin giving it to him of all people? What's more… He'd already had his cigarette for the night so why now…?

 

He blushed a bit as he took the jacket with him upstairs. He would be a damn liar if he said he didn't have the occasional daydream of Kevin actually courting him and giving him his Letterman… It was a pipe dream, really. Why would the captain of the baseball team ever do such a thing as give the school genius--otherwise, all around bullied by all--his Letterman jacket?

 

Edd knew it couldn't mean anything serious. But all the same, he found himself curling back up in bed and bringing the arms of the jacket around his shoulders, cheeks flushed as he closed his eyes to pretend the owner was actually wearing said jacket. Despite knowing for a fact such a thing would never actually happen, the idea brought the raven a smile as he fell asleep.