Kenny McCormick x Male Reader!

CHAPTER SIX?!?!!?!?!?? WHATTT?!?!?!?

I ran home as fast as I could, again- I felt like I had been through this before, like something about this was repeating. I knew what happened to Kenny, it hurt me- I just didn't know how this was all happening. Why did i see red? Why did flames erupt from the floor when I yelled at Kyle? What the fuck is happening? The cold autumn air filled my lungs and made it hurt to breathe. I still ran, trying to ignore how my legs felt weak and my body was shaking with each movement I made. I had to get home.

Once I made it I ran to my room, my father waving at me from the couch as I went. I goofed him and gently closed the door. My hands were shaking. Once the door latched I fell to the carpet and looked at my hands, each finger quivering and stained a grey pigment. Oh my god. Did I do that? My breathing quickened and I took off my jacket. My lungs still burned with each breath, but I needed to think straight.

Did Kenny die twice? Twice? No, no, this- it was impossible! I ran my charred fingers through my tousled (H/C) hair and bit my inner cheek. I felt the taste of iron on the tip of my tongue, tears falling from my (E/C) eyes. Everything was so overwheling. i couldnt see straight. a deep impulsive burning formed in my chest. no, no, not again. i cant do this. my voice gets caught in my throat, i cough violently, squeezing my watery eyes shut as i feel the iron in my mouth again. the burning subsides, the pain now that of a sharp stinging in my lungs.

my eyes open, the tears once threatening, now falling down my cheeks. i look at the musty carpet below me, a deep red splattered on its brown threads. fear washes over me, my eyes darting around. i pant loudly and fold before the blood, my face scrunching up as i cry.

kenny woke up with another rude wakeup call, his breathing fast as he gasped in wake. the room spun for a moment, but soon subsided with his panting. "fuck..." his rough fingers brushed through his hair, the memory of the other day hitting him in flashes. playing football, he was playing with his friends. it was cold out, too cold... then- then he felt it, his body giving up and his lungs tensing inside him, refusing to give in any more air. kennys face scrunched at the memories. he fell over, his body refusing to move an inch to stop what was happening to him. he remembers the clouds, he liked the clouds, always the last thing he saw when he died. he thought the clouds were pretty. pretty like...

kenny then remembered his eyes rolling back, then a pressure on his chest. someone came to help him... nobody usually does that... he rembers something hot pressing his lips, forcing air through his lungs, they did it again, and again, that same comfort warming his face and chest with each touch. he tried to look at them, and then... then... he saw (Y/N).

kenny shook his head, throwing his blankets off of him and got himself ready for school.

class was slow, nothing ever really happening besides finding out he failed yesterdays quiz. funny thing, he wasnt there for that quiz. recess came, and kenny rather decided he didnt want to play football again... not after the other day, but he didnt say anything about it. kenny more or less wanted to be by himself, and to not exasperate himself like the other day. so, he tightened his parka and sat on the dome monkey bars, the sky looking quite nice compared to the shit show that was his school yard. the clouds were very eye catching today, their formations bulk and their number of many. kenny liked when there were alot of clouds, then there was more to see.

after a moment of silence, kenny heard someone climb the bars beside him. they sat next to him on the top, clearing their throat. kenny looked at them and smiled, it was (Y/N). he smiled back at kenny and looked down at the snowy grass below them. kenny lowered his parka from his mouth, looking down where (Y/N) was. "whats up? i didnt see you this morning."

(Y/N) looked up at kenny, sighing. "i had to go to the doctor, i spat up a shit ton of blood. 'e doctor said 'm fine though." Kenny nodded his head, "do you know what happened?" (Y/N) nodded slightly to kennys question. "i have an idea, but it dosent make much sense... i think i was hallucinating." A chuckle escaped kennys lips, and he smiled slightly. "what was it then, even if i dont believe you." (Y/N) smirked and nodded his head, looking up at the pretty clouds. kenny looked too, the sight making his eyes sting slightly. "i was talking with kyle about recess at his house, and- and fwoom, there was a fire around us. it like, went away and because i was scared i ran off home. it hurt alot cause of the wind i guess, but when i got home i freaked out and my chest started like-burning. and then bleh... blood."

Kenny's eyebrows sat up on his forehead of hair. "oh, wow." He didnt know if he was being serious or not, the idea of flames kind of reminding him of some guy awhile back. he didnt want to pry more, since (Y/N) was probably hurting and he didnt seem to be in a too upright mood. instead, he just looked at the clouds again, glancing at (Y/N) whenever he got the chance.

"kenny,"

"What's up?"

"Do you ever dream of people dying?"