His Hand

A/N - Mini playlist I made for this short fic:

1. Avril Lavigne - Things I'll Never Say

2. The Script -Breakeven

3. Teardrops On My Guitar - Taylor Swift

4. Coldplay - Shiver

5. Iris - The Goo Goo Dolls

6. Paramore - All I Wanted

7. Stone Cold - Demi Lovato

(External link to the full playlist down below.)

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It was in 3rd grade when the inklings of it emerged in Kenny. The small skips and beats he would occasionally get whenever a boy in a blue chullo hat would talk to him, or be near. At first Kenny thought nothing of it. Only thinking that it was some minor side effect that formed from his constant deaths and rebirths. So he ignored it for most of 3rd grade. However, once 4th grade came around, the feeling seemed to grow and linger as the year progressed. It wasn't until he was partnered with the blue chullo boy on a field trip, did he notice it in full.

The way the boy's hand fit in his, or how he leaned in a bit closer to see what was next to Kenny. It was then, when the boy was leaning in so close to him, did the first thought of how he thought the boy was cute pop in to his mind. The next time he got it, was when he helped filmed animals with the boy to get back at his friends. He'd noticed the smile the boy got on his face while filming the animals sitting there, or trying to get just the right angle of them. The boy would be so wrapped up in his concentration, that the tip of his tongue would sometimes poke out because of it. Which Kenny couldn't help but think was cute. Actually, he ended up noticing it a lot whenever the boy would concentrate to hard on the task at hand, or what he was doing. One time, Kenny even got caught staring at him because of it.

Sometimes the two would hangout when their friend groups would merge together temporarily, or sometimes it would be at lunch, or outside at recess, or even after school. At some point after they had played a game, involving a magical stick in it, the two strangely started to become closer friends. And they found that whenever either of their friend groups did anything ridiculous, the two of them would start listing off all the ways it could go wrong to each other in secret before laughing at how things actually would backfire.

They started hanging out at one another's houses, playing games and stuff and talking about things in common like shows, movies, games, food and music. They even started to have sleepovers, which sometimes Kenny's younger sister would come along as well to hangout with the younger sibling of the boy's as well. And the two girls would stay up all night giggling about stuff in the next room over, while Kenny and the boy would stay up most of the night counting the star stickers on the ceiling of his bedroom, or add on new ones to create new constellations among them. Eventually, the two would fall into a deep lull in the sea of glowing stars that surrounded them.

Everything was going well between them and that feeling continued to grow with each passing day that the two were together and grew more close. They always talked to one another when they needed advice, or someone to vent to. It was nice, being able to be that close with someone and who Kenny could trust.

The name of the boy that brought Kenny all these feelings of joys and wonders was, Craig Tucker. It was Craig Tucker, that showed him what a real crush felt like as it evolved into more. And it was Craig Tucker, that also broke and shattered it, into a million pieces.