86 Feelings (Stan x Kenny)[Completed]

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Sorry about the delay! I'm admittedly getting sad that this story will be ending pretty soon, so I'm dragging my feet lol <3

(Day 577 Pt.2)

The obnoxious snoring on the couch was enough to fill the odd silence between them, but it presented a number of other problems - there was nowhere else to sit in the living room, and Stan and Kenny were both afraid to speak.

For Kenny, it seemed like there was just too much on the tip of his tongue to start, while the other didn't know what to say. He hadn't been oblivious to how jealous Kenny was of Craig, too. It was never a problem before, and he couldn't seem to push it out of his mind.

Finally glancing at Kenny, only about three feet across from him on the other side of the janky coffee table, Stan stumbled over his words: "I.. So, uh - Fuck! What are we doing?"

He smirked. "Wanna see my room?"

Stan followed him up the stairs without another incentive, a bit giddy to see more of who Kenny was. A person's room could give away all the clues to someone's true self, so Stan was pleasantly surprised to find that Kenny's room was the cleanest area in the house.

Now, granted, it was relatively small with only a full bed, a dresser, and a TV in the room, but it was Kenny's. The thing that Stan loved the most was, despite it being a cramped space, Kenny put as much life into it as possible. The walls were covered with posters of bands, trippy art, and some random stuff that Stan couldn't place. Kenny was adamant about remaining himself, and Stan swore he fell deeper in love with him right then. God, he's just so..

"You're so cool." Stan muttered, hoping it was under his breath enough, so he didn't have to get embarrassed.

But, of course, Kenny heard, and smiled: "You like it? I've changed a lot since Tammy moved out, she never let me hang any of my posters, so I've been spending, like, all my fucking time in here! Shit, I'll show you the black lights, too! We gotta chill in here for a while!"

The lights lit up everything in the room, including the toothy grin Kenny held on his face.

So fucking cute! Stan grinned like an idiot, too. "I love it.. Hm, you sure you wanna hang out with me, though? I might be annoying, you never know."

"The only way you annoy me is with your hotness, Stanley." Kenny said matter-of-factly as he laid down on the bed. "Come smoke."

The blush came naturally, but sitting in the space next to him, and taking the joint from his fingers was even more so. Laying there, however, Stan also came to the realization that he was in Kenny's bed, and although they definitely had amazing sex before, it hadn't been enough. If he couldn't have him all the time, then it was literally never enough.

Kenny seemed to be thinking along the lines of the same things, smiling mischievously at Stan as he mindlessly hit the joint. They decided earlier that day to go with the flow, yet, they were both seemingly questioning what that entailed, exactly. Stan was so fucking tired of thinking about the same things over, and over again - he just wanted to live.

"Ken?" He mumbled between passing off the joint, and being in his thoughts. "Why.. Why were you so jealous of Craig earlier? I-I mean, it was hot! I just, I've just never seen you react like that."

The mood shifted slightly when Kenny's smile dropped. "Hm, was hoping you wouldn't notice. Guess I was kinda obvious, though.. Maybe it's stupid, but back when I first started working at Tucker's, Craig and I got into a bad fight one night. He ever tell you about it?"