My South Park one shots are always aged up to 17 or 18 years old.
"Kenny's in love??"
"Will you shut up?! She's going to hear you!" Stan snapped back at Kyle's surprised statement. The trio of boys looked to their lovesick friend, who sat on the wall at the front of the school by the main doors.
"Where is she anyway?" Eric asked as Stan pointed in your direction, you stood with Wendy and Heidi, staring blankly as you scrolled through your phone as your friends talked. "Oh, her?" Stan nodded.
"Ken, didn't you talk to her the other day?" Kenny nodded, staring at you with a soft smile. "How'd that go?" He shrugged.
"I didn't really...talk...to her, more like mumbled..." His friends offered him a sympathetically look as Heidi nudged you. You looked up from your phone, nodding. The three of you were heading to class, through the main door, where the quad of boys were.
"Hey Wendy." Stan offered her a smile. Wendy returned the gesture.
"Hi Stan." You rolled your eyes at their very mild attempt at flirting. Heidi did the same with Eric, it made you cringe as you looked back down to your phone. You looked up when you reached the steps, your eyes landing on the blond clad in orange and black, who immediately moved his attention away from you. You looked him up and down before catching up with your friends.
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First person POV
The next day, the same sort of thing happened, but I was heading to lunch. Walking into the lunch room, I was talking to Wendy, Heidi already in the room and at a table. I glanced around the room in search of her, only to find the blond's eyes on me again. There was something about him that always made me notice him out fo the corner of my eye. My gaze hung on him for a moment before I noticed Heidi at the same table. I nudged Wendy and nodded over to Heidi. Wendy began to head over and I followed. Heidi was sat beside Eric, Stan was the other side of Eric with Kenny opposite him, Kyle next to Kenny and opposite Eric. Wendy set herself in the seat beside Stan, and I settled in the one opposite her and beside the blond. I saw his face tint a little red before he turned to talk to Kyle. Wendy and I shared a look and she smiled as a giggle left my lips. Kenny briefly glanced to me from my right.
We were all having a good time and talking, and I was getting to know how Eric and Heidi and come to finally be happy together, the same with Wendy and Stan. And we had ended on the topic of dating, and then types.
"What's your type, (Y/n)?" I looked over to Heidi, thinking to myself. An evil smile crossed my lips as I saw Kenny carving tings into the table with a compass.
"Blonds." Kenny paused for a moment before brushing it off and continuing.
"Really? You never said you were into blonds." Wendy teased, knowing I was teasing Kenny. I hummed with a nod.
"A. little aggressive, maybe?" Heidi laughed at my remark as I rest my head on my palm.
"What do you mean?"
"It'd be hot, covered in bruises..." I looked to Kenny out of the corner of my eye to see him slowing down with his carving. "...scratches..." He looked up to Stan as I continued to talk to Heidi across the table. "God, the growl in a guys voice when he gets mad-" Kyle coughed and sent me a look as I sent him an innocent smile.
"I see what you mean, what else is your type?" Wendy continued the conversation.
"He's got to be taller than me, blond, aggressive - but not towards me, blue eyes, I really like blue eyes," Kyle and Eric shared a look, glancing to Kenny, who was still staring at Stan for help. "Slightly curly hair...swears a lot..."
"You know you're describing Kenny, right?" Eric sputtered out and I laughed, leaning on the table with my head resting on both my hands.
"Am I? I hadn't noticed..." Now, everyone had said their type, all but one. I turned to Kenny with a sweet smile as he maintained eye contact with Stan. He was trying so hard to not look at me. "Kenny?" I saw his face flush at the sweet tone in my voice. "What's your type?" Kyle shared a look with Heidi, and thenWendy and his friends. He really didn't want to look at me. He groaned and rest his head on thee table in his arms. I giggled, shaking my head and resting my arm on his shoulder until he would sit up.
"Shit, class started five minutes ago." As everyone stood up and began leaving, I ruffled Kenny's hair before following after them.
As I finished with my locker after History - my final class, someone slammed the door closed, their arm planted on the door beside my head. Their eyes hooded and staring right into mine.
"You wanted to know my type?" I nodded ever so slightly as his fingers slipped across my waist and around my back, pulling me closer to him. "...You are..." His eyes kept flicking to my lips and back to my eyes. His lips were onto a couple centimetres away...
I smiled a little and leaned into him, my arms looping around his neck as I connected our lips. I felt him smile the tiniest bit as he pushed my body back against the lockers, keeping us together.
Third person POV
The group of your combined friends stood in the corridor confused for a moment, as they couldn't really see in front of Kenny, who had you pinned against the lockers. You playfully saved Kenny off of you with a laugh as you grabbed your bag from the floor and hung it over your shoulder. Kenny threw an arm over your shoulder and tugged you closer to him, you let him, and he pressed a kiss to the side of your head.
