TW- mention of homophobia and bad parenting
December 1
Butters POV
kenny's over. i told him to come first thing when i saw that post.
"well, i just don't get it, ken!" i exclaim, throwing my hands up. he looks at me, concerned. i suppose he doesn't need to care much about what his parents think about him, but i'm on thin ice here. if my dad finds out about that post...about us, i'll be out of the house faster than you can say "butters".
"there's nothing to get," Ken attempts to explain. "we haven't done anything, so there's no real reason anyone should have done this!" he's sitting on my bed, pretty blonde hair all mussed from his hood. i sit down next to him. he puts his hand on my thigh.
" 'm sorry," i lean my head on his shoulder. i'm taller than him standing up, but only by a bit. he's got real short legs, that's why.
"there's nothing to be sorry for, leo," he smiles at me. he so pretty. i never knew a guy could be so pretty. until now, i guess.
we sit in silence for a second. kenny speaks suddenly. "butters," he looks nervous. it's not something i'm used to seeing. "wha-what are we?"
the question confuses me. "i dunno, ken. well, i thought we were boyfriends. are we not?" i move my head to look at him proper.
he blinks, then turns a shade of red and looks away. "i-i guess. if you want to be," he mumbles. i chuckle.
"aw, of course i do, ken."
he turns his head back towards me and grins, the gaps in his teeth showing. now i'm the one getting nervous, considering what i'm about to say. i rub my knuckles together.
"well, you know, my dad isnt home," i tell ken. he blinks, then turns a deeper shade of red. "so maybe a...celebratory kiss?"
he nods quickly. like last time, i rest my hands on his cheeks and gently pull him to lean towards me. his lips are a bit chapped, but i don't mind much. maybe i let him borrow some chapstick later. he smiles.
it feels perfect. and right. i know that my dad'll tell me otherwise, that what i'm doing is wrong and i should be ashamed of myself. but i don't. and i don't have to listen to him. i'm my own person, and i can do want i want.
and want i want is to kiss kenny mccornmick. to date him. to hold his hand. to hug him. to show him all the things i'm interested in and for him to show me his. for us to be happy.
and that's what we'll do.
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