#kevin cc

[stupendemys]

CJKevVid

Little doodle I made of this obscure ship

[acesmalewife]

kevin be nice to yo sister 😡

joke song 🥺🥺 SO SAD

[campediem69]

[in-the-words-of-camp-campbell]

David: Hey, whatcha' got there? Dirty Kevin: Weed. David: Seaweed? Dirty Kevin: No, land weed.

[queeniecamps]

went from maybe sketching some fanart once or twice a month to making all of these designs in the past like 3 days

[drsploodge]

KEVDAN CHILD IS HERE her name is Kennedy 😎 if y’all have questions abt her ask away

[protagonist-art]

Kevin in 19...OwO...

it’s ya boi kevin here to water your flowers and deal drugs  

[secretlifeofacloud]

for the Kevdan thing, either one of them doing something sweet for the other, or one of them making the other incredibly flustered!

I decided on Kevin making Daniel flustered

This is basically when the two first start living together because Daniel needed a place to hide out I hope this is satisfactory!

“That’s illegal and immoral.” Daniel watches Kevin finishes rolling up a blunt from the kitchen where he’s leaning against one of the counters.

Kevin sighs before getting up and walking over into the kitchen.

“Yeah, well killing an entire cult and trying to murder a bunch of kids isn’t exactly getting you a golden ticket either.” He smirks when he sees Daniel cross his arms and roll his eyes.

“That’s different.” Daniel somewhat mumbles as Kevin leans on the counter next to him.

“So what’re you doing in here?” Kevin asks, Daniel feels his body warm up under Kevin’s stare, he turns his head to avoid eye contact to look at the pot on the stove.

“Tea or coffee, I’m not sure yet.” He continues to eye the pot as steam pours up and out of the nozzle.

“Coffee.” Kevin says simply, Daniel turns to look at him to see he’s also looking at the pot. “I don’t own any tea, that shits nasty.” He smiles a bit and lifts his eye to meet Daniels, he scoffs.

“Alright,” he looks back at the stove, “coffee it is.”

They both stand in silence, Daniel waiting for his water to be done and Kevin just standing around to keep him company, although he kept quiet not trying to start any conversation. Daniel jumps a bit when the kettle starts to whistle, but immediately begins to move it off the stove and starts looking for the supposed coffee. Kevin watches as Daniel begins to rummage through cabinets and drawers looking for the grounds and filters and such, after a while of looking around cluelessly he turns to face Kevin.

“Are you going to keep standing there, or are you going to help?” Kevin smirks at the question.

“I would but I’m enjoying watching you run around too much.” Daniel glares at him before turning back around feeling heat crawl up the back of his neck.

He stands in front of the counter for a second longer before reaching up and opening the cabinet to look around, he moves his hand around on the middle shelf feeling for something. He’s about ready to climb onto the counter when he feels a hand on his waist and Kevin’s chest press against his back, he watches as Kevin’s hand moves past his hand to reach into the cabinet and pull down the essential items and sets them down on the counter. Daniel turns around so his back is to the counter and the two are now chest to chest, he feels his heartbeat quicken as Kevin looks down at him with a slight smirk, his hand still on his waist and his other hand on the counter.

“So that’s where the coffee’s kept.” Daniel says dumbly, not really knowing what else to say as he continues to look into the green eyes.

“Yep.” Kevin begins to lean in, but Daniel puts his hand up to his chest abruptly.

“What’re you doing?” Daniel asks with a harsh voice, Kevin looks taken off guard, but recovers quickly.

“You have an eyelash,” Kevin brings a finger up to swipe at Daniels cheek, bringing a blonde lash into Daniels view, “make a wish.” Daniel crosses his arms.

“I’m fine thank you, you can have it.” Kevin shrugs before blowing on it.

“I wish to get shitfaced.” Daniel rolls his eyes. “And would you look at that, I’m going out, to get shitfaced, what’re the odds.” Kevin mocks a smile of a small child as he pulls away and makes his way to the rolled up blunt he had left behind, he picks it up along with his bag of other goodies before going out the door. “I’ll be back late.” Was the last thing he said before shutting the door.

Daniel watches the exit for a little longer before he finally lets himself break down into a blushing mess, he leans on the counter for support as he rethinks over every detail of what just happened. Kevin pressing his chest against his back, Kevin’s hand on his waist, Kevin’s breath on the back of his neck, Kevin’s chest to his chest, Kevin’s finger touching his cheek, Kevin. By the time Daniel had composed himself, the water had gone cold and he had to make a new pot.