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Kenny was walking to their spot, where only the two of them could go. Once he made it under the stairs, he opened the door to a room. A sensory room. He knew Kyle would be here. He always waited for him.
They sat there together, eating their food while talking, "did you do the math homework?"
"Oh fuck. I forgot about that. Shit. Did you do it?" Kyle said in a panicked voice. Scratching for his bag.
Kenny gave him that look.
He had gotten the text at 1 am in the morning from the Nokia Kyle gave him. It was very strange cause kyle usually never texted this late. It wasn't a message, but a voice note. And by Kyle's voice, he could tell the man had been crying.
He had rushed to make himself ready and was already out the door. He ran as fast as he could before finally making it. He climbed through the window and found the red headed man on the floor, crying.
Kenny climbed in quickly and took the crying man in his arms, rocking him while humming a melody.
Kyle had what Kenny called, "a really bad breakdown" over his grades and his spiraling life. He held onto the man like a clutch.
The next morning, Kenny made sure to stay by Kyle's side the whole time, which wad pretty normal nowadays, except Kyle was roughly distancing himself from the group. Even Cartman was worried.
When Kenny couldn't find Kyle for lunch, he checked around, their spot, the cafeteria, playground, even where the goth kids sit. Nothing. So when he checked the bathroom, he heard a whimpering noise coming from one of the stalls and he instantly knew who it was.
He walked over to the door and found his red head, whose face was hidden in his ginger locks and his freckled arms.
"Kyle? Hey, bud. It's ok. Your gonna be alright." Kenny crouched to Kyle's level and wrapped his arms around him, burying his face in the red heads neck.
"If you want, we can egg Eric's house for halloween?"
Kyle laughed, still in tears.
"I don't even know if we should celebrate it this year.."
"I mean. We don't have to do this holiday thing. We could also just chill and watch movies if you want." They pulled away from the hug, staring at each other.
"Is it OK.. if Stan comes too?" Kyle rubbed his nose.
"Sure I mean. It's not just an.. us thing... we could even invite Cartman."
"He's gonna hog all the sweets dude. No way."
Kenny grinned.
He's back.
"Yeah but, if we're gonna invite Stan, we have to invite Cartman."
"Fine. I guess he can come."
Kenny chuckled while analyzing the man infront of him. Every day, he seems to become more beautiful. Even while crying.
"So. Are you gonna sit on years of buggers and bacteria or are you gonna stand up and eat lunch with me?"
Kyle pulled himself up from the floor, wiping his hands on his pants before wiping his tears and snot away, gagging at the mucus left on the back of his hand, rushing to wash his hands in the sink, "You didn't need to say it like that!"
Kenny smiled at the man again, grabbing his now clean hand and walking out of the stall. Not noticing Butters who's been listening to the entire conversation.
It was Friday. No school. Just kids all around getting ready for halloween. Kyle on the other hand, was getting his living room ready for the last minute sleepover between him and his friends.
Just as he finished the popcorn, he got a call from Kenny. He picked it up and brang it up to his ear.
"Hey Kenken."
"Hey Kylie, is it ok if Butters comes with?"
"Butters? Oh yeah. Sure he can. I just need to make space. Bye Kenny."
Eventually everyone made it and they watched a total of two movies and 4 episodes of Terrance and Phillip. Butters sat in the middle with Kenny and cartman on both ends of the boy. Stan and Kyle sat by the ends of the couch.
Kenny was holding Kyle's hand under the blanket meanwhile Cartman cried while watching one of the movies cause it was 'too scary' (it was the purge) and Stan had to calm him down so that Butters could have his space back.
By the end of the last Terrance and Phillips episode, Kenny whispered something to Butters and the two stood up, saying something along the lines of 'bathroom'. The three watched them curiously vanish into the dimly lit room. Kyle stood up and threw the remote over to Stan, telling him to find something for them.
He opened the bathroom door to see Butters hugging the other blonde boy, crying.
"What the hell, what's wrong?"
Butters shook his head, waving his hand. Not a good time
Kenny usually always told Kyle his problems. Is that why he invited Butters?
Butters walked out the door, leaving the two to stare at each other.
Kenny wiped his face clean and finally glanced back.
Well... he'll tell you eventually.
"Do you want the last slice of pizza?"
"Is the sky blue? Of course I want pizza."
Finally. It was almost midnight and Stan, Cartman and Butters had fallen asleep hours ago, meanwhile Kenny and Kyle have been typing back and forth while next to each other.
'Bro. Did you get a Pic of it?'
'Hardly, Cartman deleted it before I could save it. Gave me trauma bro😭'
'Yeah well. It's not our business. Who's that Pic even for bro?'
'Stan. I know it's for him... I just can't prove it yet, I'm gonna check his phone'
'Bathroom?'
'Yeah I'll meet you there'
Kenny sat up slowly, checking around for the phone and eventually got it. He then stood up and walked out of the room and into the first floor bathroom.
"You get it?" Kenny nodded while opening the cracked phone. He knew his password and instantly clicked on WhatsApp. Already he saw a pinned phone number and could already see the most recent chat... bro...
'Did you seriously post this?'
'Yeah. Duh I did. Your my wifu for live. Am I not allowed to claim my prize?'
'Prize?😭 sure you can pookie but that's like mega cringe ngl'
'Your just boring Stan. Let me be cringe in peace. Maybe then you can suck it real good.'
'Bro... I lit just don't want my face on there. Please take it down? For me?'
'OK ok. But just wait for next year. Your birthday will be real special,'
'Sybau🥀 Cartman'
Kyle was on the verge of dying from laughter. He honestly couldn't even imagine someone typing this out.
Kenny just kept himself from laughing. Instead just coughing from the sheer ridiculousness of it.
"I swear to god. I knew something was up with them."
"Bro. Is this what how they talk to each other everyday?"
"Seems like it..." Kyle said while scrolling to see older messages
He stopped when something caught his attention.
A photo from Stan 10 months ago, January. The day after the infamous new years eve incident.
'*photo of Stan and Kyle giving each other a side hug while taking a picture.*'
'Cheating on me already?'
'Nah. He and Kenny definitely have something. Don't be weird Cartman'
'I'm not being weird. Your the weird one. Anyway. Tell him to piss off'
'Will do'
Kenny sat there. Reading the messages between his other two friends while slowly turning off the phone. He turned to the red head next to him, who was probably wondering why Kenny had stopped. He could count all moles and freckles over his body, if Kyle let him.
There's alot Kenny would do for Kyle if he let him..
One look of the eye and Kenny was already reaching forward with his hands, holding the red heads face and letting his lips cover his.
Kyle's lips always felt like a home he never fully had.
Kyle's hands traveled all the way to cup his face cheeks and rubbed lightly over the soft skin.
Kyle tilted his head to the side and broke off the kiss to stare at the blondes eyes.
His thumb was rubbing lightly over his lips.
"Dude. Since when did you start using chapstick." Kyle said, trying to clear the air but failing to do so.
"I guess..." Kenny shook his head, not even looking up from the man's lips, "since the first time."
Kyle didn't know why he laughed. It was like his vocals chords started to betray him.
They cooled down and just stared at each other with all the love they could.
"You know that.. that I care about you." He started
"Well yeah. You kind of made that obvious."
"But I.. I just can't." Even though he knew it was wrong, he held on tight to the blonde. "Not when i know how bad it went last time. Kenny, I just want to learn. If people saw us they'll creek us and make our whole lives around this and I just can't, ok?"
"Oh.. well.. that's ok. We could.. we could keep this on the wraps. No one has to know." Kyle felt a soft pressure on his freckled cheek, a pressure which ended up a normal kiss.
After a few kisses and cleaning each other's faces with water, they stepped out of the bathroom and snuck back into their sleeping bags. But as Kyle felt sleep get him, he felt the blondes presence near him.
It was halloween night, Kenny was sat alone in his poorly decorated room he was able to rent with just a few thousands in his bank account. He was so focused on getting money just for necessities that it was abnormal to just sit. And do absolutely nothing. His phone rang loudly through the apartment and woke him up from his zoned out state. He read the caller ID and grinned as the man behind his usual happiness wanted to see him.
He heard a knock on his door and opened it to see said man. "Hey Kenken. Pizza?"
He smiled at the enthusiastic grin that played on his boyfriends face.
They sat close to each other on the couch, Kyle didn't comment on the apartment from having seen it so much.
Kyle had a bowl of clips and hairbands and was currently fiddling with the blondes hair as he reeled at how warm his stomach felt. No matter how much time has passed, Kenny will always have a crush on his boyfriend. Crazy.
But the headache was worsening. The one time he's finally happy is the time the headache gets to him.
Actually. His head was beginning to burn with stress.lsst thing he heard before losing consciousness was Kyle's worried voice.
This wasn't supposed to happen. Kenny said he was doing fine. Keeping himself safe and yet, here he was. Unconscious with a lie he'd formed to Kyle. He carefully put a wet cloth over his head and held his hand until his eyes started opening.
He told me he was doing better. But that was a fucking lie.