The Things I do For Skoosiepants...
Title: Little Red Rockstar
Author:trippypeas
Rating: G
Pairing: Mike/Kevin
Summary: He wakes up to wide calloused hands shaking his shoulders and a rough voice muttering, "Tiny idiots running around town in designer jackets...Like they want to get mugged." Kevin shakes his head and opens his eyes, his vision blurry and rubs at his face.
Nick doesn't think it's a good idea.
" I don't think it's a good idea..Why don't you take someone with you?" Nick says twisting the tea towel in his hand. Joe says nothing but hums faintly under his breathe.
"It's not that big of a deal...It's just a quick trip through town to Grandma's..." Kevin answers with a roll of his eyes as he tugs on his shirt sleeve. "Its not that we don't think you can't get across town...." Joe says in what he must think is a soothing way.
"It's just we don't think you can get across town with out getting mugged." Nick says trying to hide his grin behind his hand.
"You guys all suck... And I'm revoking our brotherdom." Kevin sniffs delicately and tugs on his dark red jacket and snatching up his book bag. "Now if you don't mind, I'm going to be a good grandson and take this banana nut bread over to Grandma before class."
*
Contrary to popular belief, Kevin has been on the subway before and has made it across town with out so much as an inappropriate proposition or grope. Except for apparently today. Kevin tries not to pay any attention to the dark haired guy in the green army jacket. The dark haired guy in the green army jacket who is glaring at him from across the seats. The one with the dark smoldering eyes that makes Kevin's stomach try to wiggle it's up his body and jig around in his rib cage.
Kevin is not going to wilt under a stranger's glare. Especially not a slightly creepy kind of hot stranger on a subway car.
Kevin clutches his back pack and pulls his jacket tighter around him and tries not to look anxious as the oddly soothing robotic lady voice dings and announces the next stop as the car comes to a jerky halt and Kevin and the hot guy rock in their seats along with it.
*
Kevin is maybe paranoid. Ever since he got off the subway he feels like he's being followed. He glances behind him but doesn't see anyone suspicious. He speeds up anyway.
He makes it another half a block before the the feeling comes back and the hair stands up on his arms.
He flinches when the guy shoves him into the wall. His hair is dark and mangy and when he grins it's all sharp looking teeth. "My,my..Look what we have here Tony. It's a Little Red Riding Hood." The guy sneers at his friend who is shabby in his gray tattered sweat jacket. "Look what big eyes he has, Stevie.." And Stevie gives a sharp laugh before pushing Kevin into the wall again and Kevin feels the back of his head crack against it.
Kevin grimaces and the guys laugh, "What's in the bag Red Riding Hood?" And Tony tugs the book bag roughly out of his hands before he can answer. Kevin tries to lunge for it but Stevie shoves his forearm into his windpipe and he chokes.
He squirms and tries to reach for his back but the guys just laugh and rummage through his bag. "What the hell?" and he tugs out the plastic wrapped loaf, "What is this?"
Kevin chokes on his breath and squeaks out, "Banana bread...For my grandmother.." And the two guys burst into laughter. "When I called you Red Riding Hood I wasn't expecting this!" Stevie chortles and tosses the bread to Tony.
Tony peels away some of the wrapping and Kevin frowns,"You're a jerk!" and Stevie slams his head into the wall. Kevin's eyes cross, the back of his head blossoms with a sharp pain and he nearly misses the rough hands leaving his chest and the thick thud of someone hitting the ground.
He shakes his head and his vision clears enough to see one of the thugs tugging the other one up off the ground swearing as a dark figure shoves them out to the street. " You sons of..." And the dark figure's voice trails off as Kevin slumps to the ground and his eyes shut.
*
He wakes up to wide calloused hands shaking his shoulders and a rough voice muttering, "Tiny idiots running around town in designer jackets...Like they want to get mugged." Kevin shakes his head and opens his eyes, his vision blurry and rubs at his face.
He blinks, it's the creepy hot guy from the train. And the stranger 's eyes widen and he smirks, "Yeah, I guess you could call me that..." and Kevin blushes and scrambles to sit up.
"Wait a minute! Not so fast.." The train guy cups his hand softly around Kevin's neck and tugs him gently upright. "You might have a concussion..I'm not a doctor so I'm not sure. But you did pass out." He scowls and runs his hand through the curls at the back of Kevin's head. "You aren't bleeding at least."
Kevin's eyes swim for a second and he feels his body sway with them. "Man kid...You're kind of a wuss." The train guys says with a smirk. Kevin shakes his head and rapidly finds out that it was a Bad Idea. "Not a wuss. I can ride the train by myself!" He replies and grabs onto the guy's jacket for steadiness.
"My! What big eyes you have Creepy Hot Train Guy!" And the guy laughs, it sounds a little like he doesn't do it often, and pulls him to his feet. Kevin stumbles and the man adjusts his arm around his shoulder and Kevin smells rain and cigarette smoke in his clothes.
"Or you could call me Mike."
Author:trippypeas
Rating: G
Pairing: Mike/Kevin
Summary: He wakes up to wide calloused hands shaking his shoulders and a rough voice muttering, "Tiny idiots running around town in designer jackets...Like they want to get mugged." Kevin shakes his head and opens his eyes, his vision blurry and rubs at his face.
Nick doesn't think it's a good idea.
" I don't think it's a good idea..Why don't you take someone with you?" Nick says twisting the tea towel in his hand. Joe says nothing but hums faintly under his breathe.
"It's not that big of a deal...It's just a quick trip through town to Grandma's..." Kevin answers with a roll of his eyes as he tugs on his shirt sleeve. "Its not that we don't think you can't get across town...." Joe says in what he must think is a soothing way.
"It's just we don't think you can get across town with out getting mugged." Nick says trying to hide his grin behind his hand.
"You guys all suck... And I'm revoking our brotherdom." Kevin sniffs delicately and tugs on his dark red jacket and snatching up his book bag. "Now if you don't mind, I'm going to be a good grandson and take this banana nut bread over to Grandma before class."
*
Contrary to popular belief, Kevin has been on the subway before and has made it across town with out so much as an inappropriate proposition or grope. Except for apparently today. Kevin tries not to pay any attention to the dark haired guy in the green army jacket. The dark haired guy in the green army jacket who is glaring at him from across the seats. The one with the dark smoldering eyes that makes Kevin's stomach try to wiggle it's up his body and jig around in his rib cage.
Kevin is not going to wilt under a stranger's glare. Especially not a slightly creepy kind of hot stranger on a subway car.
Kevin clutches his back pack and pulls his jacket tighter around him and tries not to look anxious as the oddly soothing robotic lady voice dings and announces the next stop as the car comes to a jerky halt and Kevin and the hot guy rock in their seats along with it.
*
Kevin is maybe paranoid. Ever since he got off the subway he feels like he's being followed. He glances behind him but doesn't see anyone suspicious. He speeds up anyway.
He makes it another half a block before the the feeling comes back and the hair stands up on his arms.
He flinches when the guy shoves him into the wall. His hair is dark and mangy and when he grins it's all sharp looking teeth. "My,my..Look what we have here Tony. It's a Little Red Riding Hood." The guy sneers at his friend who is shabby in his gray tattered sweat jacket. "Look what big eyes he has, Stevie.." And Stevie gives a sharp laugh before pushing Kevin into the wall again and Kevin feels the back of his head crack against it.
Kevin grimaces and the guys laugh, "What's in the bag Red Riding Hood?" And Tony tugs the book bag roughly out of his hands before he can answer. Kevin tries to lunge for it but Stevie shoves his forearm into his windpipe and he chokes.
He squirms and tries to reach for his back but the guys just laugh and rummage through his bag. "What the hell?" and he tugs out the plastic wrapped loaf, "What is this?"
Kevin chokes on his breath and squeaks out, "Banana bread...For my grandmother.." And the two guys burst into laughter. "When I called you Red Riding Hood I wasn't expecting this!" Stevie chortles and tosses the bread to Tony.
Tony peels away some of the wrapping and Kevin frowns,"You're a jerk!" and Stevie slams his head into the wall. Kevin's eyes cross, the back of his head blossoms with a sharp pain and he nearly misses the rough hands leaving his chest and the thick thud of someone hitting the ground.
He shakes his head and his vision clears enough to see one of the thugs tugging the other one up off the ground swearing as a dark figure shoves them out to the street. " You sons of..." And the dark figure's voice trails off as Kevin slumps to the ground and his eyes shut.
*
He wakes up to wide calloused hands shaking his shoulders and a rough voice muttering, "Tiny idiots running around town in designer jackets...Like they want to get mugged." Kevin shakes his head and opens his eyes, his vision blurry and rubs at his face.
He blinks, it's the creepy hot guy from the train. And the stranger 's eyes widen and he smirks, "Yeah, I guess you could call me that..." and Kevin blushes and scrambles to sit up.
"Wait a minute! Not so fast.." The train guy cups his hand softly around Kevin's neck and tugs him gently upright. "You might have a concussion..I'm not a doctor so I'm not sure. But you did pass out." He scowls and runs his hand through the curls at the back of Kevin's head. "You aren't bleeding at least."
Kevin's eyes swim for a second and he feels his body sway with them. "Man kid...You're kind of a wuss." The train guys says with a smirk. Kevin shakes his head and rapidly finds out that it was a Bad Idea. "Not a wuss. I can ride the train by myself!" He replies and grabs onto the guy's jacket for steadiness.
"My! What big eyes you have Creepy Hot Train Guy!" And the guy laughs, it sounds a little like he doesn't do it often, and pulls him to his feet. Kevin stumbles and the man adjusts his arm around his shoulder and Kevin smells rain and cigarette smoke in his clothes.
"Or you could call me Mike."