Kevin opened his eyes slowly and looked at his alarm clock, it was already six in the morning! He carefully shook the person next to him.
"Kristen, Kristen." Kevin called as he shook her.
Kristen opened her eyes and yawned, she smiled over at Kevin her teeth were pertruding from her mouth.
"It's time to wake up, baby." He whispered to her, taking off the covers.
"I am going to take a shower, Kevin." Kristen told him getting out of bed.
"No, you can't yet. We have to make the bed." Kevin sighed shaking his head, "This time we have to make sure that there are no wrinkles or creases in the sheets!"
Kristen sighed and got down on her knees to make sure that everything was going to be perfect. She tightly tucked in the sheets and smoothed out all the wrinkles.
"Is it perfect now?" Kristen asked for about the fifth time.
Kevin smiled putting on the finishing touches of the perfectly made bed.
Kristen got into the bathroom, while Kevin finished cleaning the rest of the house. It was something that he did best.
"Kristen, did you remember to wipe down the tiles after you took your shower?" Kevin called after he heard the shower go off, "We don't want to be getting any mildew.
"Yes." Kristen mumbled as she brushed her teeth and combed out her hair.
Kevin smiled satisfied. It was only seven thirty and everything was perfect.
"Are you going to take a shower, Kev?" Kristen asked him.
"Not today, I think that I'll be going for the greasy look!" Kevin said smiling.
"Oh! You know how much I just love that look." Kristen said sarcastically.
"Do I hear a hit of sarcasm in your voice?" Kevin asked raising one of his caterpillar eyebrows.
"No." Kristen replied fixing herself a cup of coffee, "What are you going to wear today? You certainly should not wear your Pajama's the whole day."
Kevin scratched his eyebrow thinking for a moment. "Do you think that I could look in your closet for ideas?" Kevin asked.
Kristen knodded her head yes, and Kevin trampled on up into his bedroom.
He went over to Kristen's closet and opened it up. In there he saw something that caught his eye. It was the most amazing thing that he saw in his life. He took it out of the closet and found a nice crisp white shirt, that had just been pressed to match. He looked inside his own closet and pulled out a pair of big clunky black sandels. Combing his now shoulder length hair back, he was ready to be seen.
"You look better than I would look in that!" Kristen gasped at the sight of her amazingly dressed husband.
Kevin was wearing a black skirt with some sequance on it, and he looked amazing.
"Do you think the guys will like it?" Kevin asked Kristen smiling.
"Of course they would, you have such a style sence! This could be a new fashion trend." Kristen boosted her man's self-estiem up.
Later that Night
"Do you want a purse to match?" Nick asked Kevin laughing.
Kevin glared at Nick giving him a stern face, "You child, you think you know what fashion is!"
Nick laughed again, "I know enough to know that men don't wear skirts."
Kevin glared at Nick again. He was disguisted with Nick's crumpled outfit and his untied shoes, how can anyone walk out of their house, not looking and being perfect.
"Kevin, is wearing a new fashion trend." Kristen stood up for Kevin.
Kevin gave a stern look at Nick and walked over to the other side of the room, where Leighanne and Brian were.
"Ahh, finially a mature couple." Kevin smiled. Kristen was gripping onto his hand tightly.
He went over to the bar where AJ and Howie were drinking, and a bunch of girls surrounding them.
"I had a great time, Kevin." one of the girl's smiled and winked at him, licking her lips.
Kevin gulped uneasily, his face turning red.
"Who was that?" Kristen asked Kevin harshly.
"Just one of the girls, we better go, these tights are really getting on my nerves." Kevin said leading Kristen out of the room.
At Night
"Ahh, we're finially back home." Kevin sighed folding up the clothes and carefully putting them back into the drawers, perfectly. Nothing could be different then they were before.
"Good night, Kevin." Kristen whispered easing herself into bed.
"Night, Kristen." Kevin said, making sure that his pillows were in the right spot. When everything was perfect, he closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep.
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