Kevin liked his new apartment. He'd been there for a good two months now, and he was glad to be away from home, despite how much he loved his mom. His apartment was good and warm and comfortable, and he could keep it neat and find it easy, and he just liked the new space.
The freedom was good, even if it was maybe a little lonely. Kevin was happy enough. Valentine's Day was coming up, but Kevin hadn't taken any time to meet girls or guys or... Well. Anyone, in all actuality.
It wasn't that Kevin was anti-social or anything like that, but he just didn't really have the time to go and hang out in bars - he had work to do, and he did enjoy spending his time on it, especially as he could work from home with no stress from meeting people or anything like that.
Kevin had broken up with his girlfriend before leaving home, not wanting to leave her hanging, and now, here he was. Alone. Without anyone. At all.
Well. Maybe it was a bit lonely.
It was Valentine's Day morning when Kevin left the house, and he moved to get groceries in the morning, before most everyone had woken up and taken the best lemons (they always took the best lemons) and damn it, Kevin liked the cook with a bit of lemon juice and he would never stoop to that sugared shit in a bottle. He walked home with his fruit and a few assorted groceries, but then stopped short on the stairs. The bouquet in front of his door was gorgeous, in red wrapping paper, of a dozen or so roses. "Oh." Kevin murmured, taking a step forwards and leaning to pick up the card.
You look absolutely gorgeous. We haven't spoken before, but I'd like to.
Sam (202)
The man was standing a little nervously in the corridor, and Kevin looked to him, offering him a small smile.
"Sam." He greeted. "I'm Kevin. I'd, er, well, I'd shake your hand, but I've kind of got my hands-"
"Oh, God, sorry, look, I'll take your bag and then you can open your door-"
Sam helped Kevin unpack his groceries, and watched as Kevin carefully set the flowers down on his coffee table. "Uh, um, would you like some breakfast?" Kevin asked. "I mean, I've got waffles, if you like them."
"I like them." Sam said softly. "I'd, uh, I'd like that, too." Kevin beamed at him.
FILL, Team Crowley/Sam, Breakfast
The freedom was good, even if it was maybe a little lonely. Kevin was happy enough. Valentine's Day was coming up, but Kevin hadn't taken any time to meet girls or guys or... Well. Anyone, in all actuality.
It wasn't that Kevin was anti-social or anything like that, but he just didn't really have the time to go and hang out in bars - he had work to do, and he did enjoy spending his time on it, especially as he could work from home with no stress from meeting people or anything like that.
Kevin had broken up with his girlfriend before leaving home, not wanting to leave her hanging, and now, here he was. Alone. Without anyone. At all.
Well. Maybe it was a bit lonely.
It was Valentine's Day morning when Kevin left the house, and he moved to get groceries in the morning, before most everyone had woken up and taken the best lemons (they always took the best lemons) and damn it, Kevin liked the cook with a bit of lemon juice and he would never stoop to that sugared shit in a bottle.
He walked home with his fruit and a few assorted groceries, but then stopped short on the stairs. The bouquet in front of his door was gorgeous, in red wrapping paper, of a dozen or so roses. "Oh." Kevin murmured, taking a step forwards and leaning to pick up the card.
You look absolutely gorgeous. We haven't spoken before, but I'd like to.
Sam (202)
The man was standing a little nervously in the corridor, and Kevin looked to him, offering him a small smile.
"Sam." He greeted. "I'm Kevin. I'd, er, well, I'd shake your hand, but I've kind of got my hands-"
"Oh, God, sorry, look, I'll take your bag and then you can open your door-"
Sam helped Kevin unpack his groceries, and watched as Kevin carefully set the flowers down on his coffee table. "Uh, um, would you like some breakfast?" Kevin asked. "I mean, I've got waffles, if you like them."
"I like them." Sam said softly. "I'd, uh, I'd like that, too." Kevin beamed at him.
"Great. Great." Sam grinned right back.