...Kenny's POV...
(short chapter sorry)I wake up to the sound of a message. My eyes flutter open and I stare at the ceiling. Slowly, I roll over onto my stomach and grab my phone. Another message pops up onto my screen. It's from Butters. I feel the corners of my mouth turn up into a smile.
Butters <3
Morning! <3
U r awake right?I am now
Oh sorryyy
It's fine Leo
I needed to get up anyways
Cya at the stop<3
I roll off my matress which is on the floor and stand up. Without my blanket, I can feel the cold air engulfing my body. I practically run to put on a pair of baggy jeans over my boxers and some random black T-shirt. I brush my teeth and then my hair. I find my classic, orange parka and I pull it on, leaving it un-zipped for now. I have a while before I have to leave if I want to get there on time. Then I have an idea, Butters always gets there early, if I left now it would be just the two of us for a little bit.
I grab my stuff as I walk out the door. The spring air feels nice so as I walk I take off my parka and tie it around my waist.
As I arrive at the bus stop I smile at the sight of him. He smiles too. Our fingers intertwine as I plant a kiss on his cheek. "You're early," he comments.
"I am," I reply. His eyes stare into mine and then they glance at my lips as we lean in for a quick kiss.
Butters and I have been dating — in secret — for nearly six months now. Everyone already knows I'm a whore so it's not like it would shock anyone to find out I'm into dudes too. Plus I don't really give a fuck if people know. Butters isn't ready though and that's totally fine. Sometimes I wonder when he will be, it's hard being a secret sometime.
I'm sure he's not worried about Stan or Kyle knowing, they wouldn't give a shit. Sometimes I question their straightness. Actually, I'm not at all convinced that they're straight. Have you seen how they are with each other? Especially the way Kyle watches Stan when he takes his jacket off? No straight reason for that. Stan I'm less sure of but something just tells me he is. Just a feeling.
I feel Butters let go of my hand which alerts me to Cartman approaching. "Hey guys!" he shouts.
"Hey," I mummble back. Cartman blabbers on and on about something that I don't have the energy to care about. Instead I keep stealing glances at Butters. It's the sort of cheesy shit that I would never admit to but I really do think that he is so fucking cute.
Stan arrives, followed by Kyle shortly after. As I watch them interact I realize that this is why im not convinced that Stan is straight. I mean he could be straight... but still I'm unconvinced. Kyle is definitely homo though. I glance at Kyle who is intently — with hearts in his eyes — listening to Stan ramble about some new band he likes. I know the band he'a talking about, they're awful. Stan could say anything and Kyle would still listen like this.
The bus pulls up and we all get on. Cartman sits next to some poor girl who was trying to enjoy her day. I sit next to Leo. Kyle and Stan sit together of course.
"Kyle is so in love with Stan, it's insane," I tell Butters as the bus starts moving.
"Really?" Butters asks. I chuckle, he is a little oblivious.
"Definitely," I say, "just watch Kyle talking or listening to Stan." Butters turns his head and watches for a minute.
"Yeah I see it now," he agrees. "Do you think Stan likes him back?" he asks. I shrug. Time will tell.
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