ta-da! here comes my @aftg-mixtape gift for @stardoused 🫶
7k | Kevseth | Mature | Amnesia AU
summary:
Kevin's sitting on the back porch of Abby's yard, trying to digest the news. He doesn't know if he feels more angry at the actual situation, or the fact that nobody bothered to tell him until he was backed into a corner, forced to spend the summer with that… that thing that's not really Seth Gordon.
After an annoyed snort, Seth looked pointedly at his rigid cock. “If you’re finished tormenting me, I’m ready for you now.”
Kevin set a finger under Seth’s jaw and didn’t remove it as he circled around to the front of the couch. “I haven’t even begun to torment you,” he announced, and dropped down to his knees.
a.k.a. Kevin signs up for ski lessons. He gets more than he bargained for when his instructor turns out to be Seth Gordon.
Seth shoves his hands into his hair and tugs until he can feel the burn across his scalp. “I’m in a house full of people on what should objectively be one of the best nights of my life, so tell me why the fuck all I feel is alone.”
Kevin doesn’t say anything for a long moment, and Seth thinks he shouldn’t have bothered. Of course Kevin Day couldn’t possibly understand. Of course Kevin Day doesn’t care.
Then Kevin crosses the room to shove the vodka bottle into Seth’s hands. “Drink. Clearly you need it more than me.”
a.k.a. It's graduation day. Seth's having a crisis about it. Kevin intervenes.
I have never ever shared my writing on a social platform ever never ever in my whole life. Therefore, I have decided to do it on a whim while having my quarter-life crisis about my lack of success in the crumbling job market.
Thank you, @codename-adler, for the push to share that is dad!Seth and thank you, my cat, for biting me until I hit post. I’m too shy to nudge others, so if you see this and have writing to share, take this as a fated sign.
A Blurb Written at an Ungodly Hour of the Morn Some Number of Months Ago
Seth was actually only about one inch taller than Kevin. And the combination of Seth’s shaved head and Kevin’s thick locks made even that little difference seem nonexistent. But with Seth this close, leaning over him, noses nearly touching and lips a breath apart, Kevin could feel that single inch like it was ten.
Seth made him feel small. Not in a bad way (and wasn’t Kevin oh-so familiar with the bad way) but in a delicate, soft sort of way. In a protective, safe sort of way.
Under his gaze, Kevin was in awe of Seth’s overwhelming largeness, his broad shoulders and solid form shielding Kevin from the outside world, making a little pocket just for them.