Medicine( A South Park fanfic)

Chapter 10

Kenny, with his killer sense of timing as always plopped down on the couch next to me. "Now, what are you two beauties blushing about?"

Trying my best to hide my face, I turned to face the opposite side of the couch, away from Kenny. A chill ran down my spine as I met cool blue eyes, causing me to turn my attention to my hands in my lap. Shit.

Kyle chimed in, sitting on Kenny's lap with a giggle. "Don't you know, Kenny? When two people love each other very mu-" 

He was cut off as Stan quickly spat. "Oh shut up, nothing even happened." There was a hint of sadness in his voice, which caused me to raise an eyebrow. 

"Is that truuuuue~?" Kenny got close to my face, smirking wide. It took everything in me not to punch him and knock another tooth out of that brainless skull of his. I wondered if he was pressing so much as revenge for how up his ass I was when he started dating Kyle.

Shaking the thought, I glared at the blonde. "Shut the fuck up." I mumbled the next part so only he could hear. "Besides, if it did you'd be the first to know." Delighted with the answer, Kenny hummed a bit, content. 

"Are you really gonna let him off the hook that easy?" Kyle snorted as Kenny's buried his face in his hair. A mumbled "Mmmhmmm" was all he got in reply, causing green eyes to roll. "Anywaaaays," He started, grabbing the remote from the side table next to where he was seated. "Wanna watch a movie or something?" 

I nodded, turning my attention to Stan for a moment. He shifted in his seat a bit, clearly still uncomfortable from the exchange. "Yea, I'm down. Just gotta take a piss real quick." Quickly standing up, he rushed to the bathroom upstairs.

Watching him walk away, I noticed my gaze had fallen to his ass. I bit my lip slightly, turning my attention to the TV before Ken or Kyle could see anything. As soon as the sound of a door upstairs closed, Kenny turned his attention to me with a giant grin.

Feeling his eyes burn in to me, I turned to look at him. "What?" I squawked out, perhaps a little too aggressively.

Noting my defensiveness, Kenny pushed further than I would have liked. "You sure nothing happened? When I walked in, Stan's lips were puckered and your eyes were just about closed." He laughed a bit to himself, tightening his grip on Kyle so he didn't accidentally push him off his lap.

Mouth agape, I stared at him for a moment. Taking a quick peak towards the stairs, I lowered my voice to just above a whisper. "His lips were not puckered!" My face grew warm as I thought back to just a few moments ago. Was he really about to kiss me?

As if he could read my mind, Kenny squealed out excitedly. "He was totally about to kiss you, dude!" I sat, silent for a moment, as I really processed what had happened. Noticing how red my face was, Kenny chimed in again. "And you totally wanted him to!!" 

"I-" I paused, unable to bring myself to tell a lie to Kenny. Fuck. He's right, and I fucking hate him for it. "Remember what I told you back in seventh grade?" My voice was barely a whisper at this point, praying the ginger couldn't hear me as I leaned in to Kenny's ear.

Kenny nodded, and I continued. "He brought it up. Like, unprovoked. And he was like 'you don't remember? You did something like this' and that's when you walked out." 

Snorting, Kenny looked me in the eye. "You lied about remembering it? Why?"

Suddenly embarrassed, I averted my gaze to the stairs again. "What was I supposed to say?" Turning my attention back to Kenny with desperate eyes, I hadn't noticed how loud I said the next part until it was too late. "Oh of course I remember the day I kissed you, Stan. I think about it often, actually. No, I couldn't fucking say that, now could I?"