At Least A Million More

Chapter 26

I'm gonna try and end this story by Chapter 30... I may or may not reach the goal though...

I'm gonna try and make this a hilarious chapter! Like chapter nine! Wow. That was a long time ago man.

Tooooo the story broseph.... Merf.

Onward man. . .

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(Raylen)

I wake up to an empty bed and stumble into the hallway in shorts and a white T-shirt.

"Wake up or you kid's going to starve." Kenny growls, stomping out of Dylan's room. I smile as Dylan stumbles out of his room and follows Kenny down the hall into the kitchen.

I follow silently and watch from the doorway. "He won't eat my damn toast."

"He doesn't like his bread toasted Kenny." Dylan says.

"I found the kid chewing on my sweater this morning! What kid chews on shirts but doesn't eat toast?" Kenny huffs, crossing his arms and pouting. I smile, he's so adorable when he pouts. I always have to restrain myself from tackling him in a bear hug.

"He's teething. Chewing on stuff gives him relief. Your teeth growing in hurts. Did you give him juice?" Dylan asks, grabbing a sippy cup and filling it with Sunny D orange juice. Kenny's arms go limp and his jaw drops. He turns to Jensen.

"Do you even really need juice elephant?" Kenny asks. Jensen nods quickly and whines. Kenny grumbles and grabs the cup from Dylan and walking over to Jensen's high chair and handing it to him.

Dylan reaches into a cabinet and grabs Lucky Charms and a bowl, pouring the cereal and milk into the bowl before handing it to Kenny. Kenny scowls before taking it to Jensen who giggles and starts eating quickly.

"I swear this is the hungriest kid I've ever seen. Do you even feed the boy?" Kenny asks as he watches Jensen eat. Dylan rolls his eyes and walks over to Jensen, grabbing the spoon from his little hand and feeding him.

I walk in and wrap my arms around Kenny's waist, placing a kiss on his neck. "Mmm I'm going for my run Smalls," I say into his neck. Kenny groans and turns around.

"You always leave me! Don't go, please?" Kenny asks, pouting. I poke his bottom lip and sigh.

"You know what your pouting does to me Kenny! Stop it! You know I have to run," I say, kissing his nose.

"Let me come with you," Dylan says, looking up. I shake my head and smile.

"I like to run alone, but thanks Dylan." I say, grabbing my iPod and slipping into my running shoes. I had to buy some because its weird running in converse. . .

"Be back soon, okay?" Kenny asks, kissing me as I open the door. I nod and walk outside, doing my stretches as I feel a slap on my butt.

"Kenny," I laugh, turning around and kissing him. "Go back inside and entertain Jensen." I say, pushing him back toward the door before putting my headphones in and turning my music up loud and running off down the street.

I usually run through thirty songs until I decide I'm done for they day. I always stop by that gas station across from the tattoo parlor Kenny and I went to, so I can talk to the man and get some water.

"Hey Raylen!" Carl, the dude who owns the station, calls as I walk inside.

"Hey Carl, how's business?" I ask, walking to the back and grabbing a water. Carl smiles and laughs.

"Great, especially since a lot of girls have figured out you stop here during your run." Carl says, motioning to a couple of girls trying to secretly watch me. I roll my eyes.

"They do know I'm gay right?" I laugh, leaning against the counter. Carl shrugs and shakes his head.

"I don't think they would care either way, I heard one of them yesterday saying that you were, "so hot it's unbelievable!" Carl gushes. I laugh and blush.

"I wonder what my boyfriend would say if he heard that?" I say loudly, trying to get it through the girls heads. I hear squealing.

"Uh, I think that made you more attractive in their eyes." Carl laughs. I groan and look at them as one walks toward me. "Here we go." Carl mutters under his breath.

"Hey! I'm Jasmine! What's your name?" She asks. I kinda lean away from her, startled by how outgoing she is.

"Oh um, Raylen." I say, flashing her a grin. She blushes and trails her hand down my chest, biting her bottom lip. I look at Carl and he's holding in his laughter.

She runs her hand lower, toward my waistband and I grip her hand I'm mine tightly. She blushes and looks up at me.

"I have a boyfriend." I say, turning toward Carl. I hold out the money and he shakes his head, his face red from laughing.

"Just take it," he gasps out. I scowl at him before walking out of the store and putting my headphones in. I groan when my phone starts ringing.

"Hello?" I ask, holding my phone up to my ear. I slow down to a walk. I hear rustling on the other end and pull my phone back and checking the ID. "Kenny answer me god dammit."

"Sorry, Jensen kinda sorta pulled my pants down." Kenny mumbles. I laugh and sit down on a bench.

"Nice, so what's up?" I ask, leaning down and retying my shoe.

"Just wanted to say hi. So, hi." Kenny says. I roll my eyes and stand up.

"That's all? Hi? Kenny. . ."

"I miss you so hurry up and get your tush back here and cuddle with me dammit." Kenny grumbles. I grin and shake my head.

"Fine, love you Smalls,"

"Love you too Shiver Baby." Kenny chirps before hanging up. I slip my phone back in my pocket and turn my music up again before taking off down the street.

Someone taps my shoulder and I turn around with a smile, because, you know, I can be a nice person when I want to be. The person grips my face in their hands and kisses me, I widen my eyes, pulling away from them.

I rip my earbuds out and glare at the person. "Who the fuck are you and what makes you think you can touch me?" I exclaim, slowly getting angry.

The person blushes and looks down before looking up at me through his lashes, biting on his bottom lip. Oh boy. . .

"Wait! I know you! You're that Wyatt kid that's trying to take Kenny from me!" I exclaim. I clench my hands into fists.

"Look, Raylen right?" Wyatt asks. I glare at him before gripping the front of his shirt and pulling him to me, towering over him.

"I don't like my name coming out of the mouth of scum like you. It makes me want to shoot myself," I growl, tightening my grip on his shirt.

"Look, I'm sorry. I just love Kenny so much and it-"

"Don't give me that shit. If you loved Kenny you wouldn't have left him and you wouldn't have kissed me. Now leave before you make me more angry than I am now." I snarl, pushing him down. Wyatt scowls at me before walking away.

I growl and turn around, running into Ethan. "What the fuck? Is everyone trying to get me mad today? Move."

"Slow down hotshot, I never got your name at the park a few weeks ago." Ethan says, grabbing my hand. I grimace and pull my hand out of his grasp.

"It's Raylen, now move." I groan, pushing him aside and walking away. I feel warmth beside me and glance to my right to see him walking beside me.

"Now if I remember correctly, Raylen was a shy and sexy emo type dude. Not a sexy athletic looking guy." Ethan says. I stop and turn to him.

"Things change Cataloo. Get used to it or you're going to fall behind." I mutter, moving my hair out of my face. Ethan bites his lip.

"Raylen, look I'm sorry for what I did to you. I feel horrible and I want you to give me a second chance. Maybe go on a date with me?"

I growl and resist the urge to grab his shirt and punch him in the face. "You don't deserve one. It was bad enough I had to put up with you during school, but when I went home I was tortured by the people that are supposed to love you, and I would never go out with you. I have a boyfriend."

With that, I walked away, praying no one walks up to me again because that person's going to get a mouthful of fist. I put my headphones back in and continue running.

I manage to make it three blocks before getting bothered and blowing my top. "Hey!" A cheery as hell girl chirps, stopping me. I leave my headphones in, hoping it'll calm me down some.

"Do you speak?" She laughs, her laugh annoyingly girly. I clench my hands into fists, gripping my shorts. She notices and laughs again. "You have a problem down there? That must be embarrassing."

"Fuck off and leave me alone, I've had to deal with a lot of shit on what's supposed to be a calming time for me so get your pretty little ass out of my way." I snap. She looks stunned before blushing.

"You think I'm cute?" She asks.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Leave!" I growl, running around her. I make it outside the apartment, still steaming. I rip my earphones out and toss my iPod on the grass, pulling my shirt off and walking in circles.

"Raylen?" Kenny asks, walking outside.

"What?" I snap. Kenny narrows his eyes. Not another fight, god. . .

"What the fuck is wrong with you? I just came out here to see why my boyfriend's pacing, not to get yelled at! You little fuck."

I groan and wave him off, turning around and stretching my arms. I hear a sigh before Kenny's arms wrap around my bare torso.

"I don't want to fight. . ." Kenny says into my arm. I look down at him before sitting on a bench and pulling him down beside me, my arm over his shoulders and my hand intertwined with his.

"Why do we fight so much?" I ask, laying my head on his. Kenny sighs and looks up at me.

"I don't know, but I want to stop." Kenny whispers, kissing my chest. I nod my head and dip down to press my lips to his.

Kenny tangles his hand in my hair and I cup his face, lightly tracing circles on his cheek. I pull away and move my nose with his.

"I love you," Kenny says, his eyes closed. I sigh and turn to him. Kenny frowns when I don't say it back.

"Everybody says 'I love you,' we need something different. I don't want to be like other couples, because lets face it Kenny, you're almost a foot shorter than me. You come up to my chest. We aren't a normal couple."

Kenny growls at me and I laugh. "You have a tendency of growling at me don't you Smalls?"

"Only when you're fucking with my size." Kenny says, play glaring at me. I kiss his nose. "Our way of saying I love you. . ." Kenny murmurs, looking away.

We sit in silence, just thinking. It can't be growling because we growl at each other when we're mad.

"Why not when we give each other Eskimo kisses?" Kenny asks softly. I grin and give him an Eskimo kiss.

"That's perfect Kenny Benny." I say, pulling him into my lap. Kenny nuzzles his face in my neck and I smile, not wanting to move.

"We should go in," Kenny sighs, standing up and pulling me to my feet. I grab my shirt and iPod before walking inside the apartment with Kenny.

"Uncle Kenny! More colors!" Jensen grins, waddling toward us. I look down at Kenny and just now notice his tattoos are colored in. I raise an eyebrow and laugh as Kenny follows Jensen to his room.

"How was your run?" Dylan asks as I walk in the kitchen. I sit down at the table and sigh.

"Shit." I say, slipping my shirt over my head. Dylan laughs and sits in front of me.

"What made it shit?" He asks, looking at the counter at Elliot. Elliot has his laptop on and he's doing something.

"Um, well it started with these girls at the gas station, then it was this Wyatt kid that decided to kiss me and almost made me burst. Then Ethan asking me to get with him, and then this perky little girl asking if I had a problem with my dick and that would be like so totally embarrassing oh my gawd! Mmph." I say, sitting back in the chair. Dylan bites his fist to keep his laughter in while Elliot hides his face in his arm, his shoulders shaking. I roll my eyes and stand up, walking down the hall to the room Kenny and I are sharing.

I grab shorts, a black sweater, and boxers before walking down the hall to the bathroom. I turn the water on and shut the door, locking it behind me.

What the shit?! Oh. . . It's a sock. Well I'm an idiot. Stupid sock. I kick it across the bathroom before slipping and falling on my butt.

"Mother cracker." I groan, falling over and laying on the floor. What am I even doing anymore? I crawl to my feet and strip my clothes, carefully walking around them to the shower. I step in the shower and just stand there, letting the warm water relax my muscles.

I massage shampoo in my hair and feel it running down my face and I quickly close my eyes. "Merf. . ." I groan, washing the soap out of my hair and off my face. I open my eyes and look around.

You know when you close your eyes during a shower and you get scared of someone standing in front of you, prepared to murder the shit out of you? Well I do that. . .

I hear the door open and freeze, didn't I lock it? I don't see anyone walk in and I sort of start freaking out in a manly way.

"Ray!" Jensen screams, ripping the shower curtain back.

"Holy shit!" I scream, covering myself. Kenny walks in the room laughing. I glare at him as he picks Jensen up.

"Have fun with your shower Raylen." Kenny snorts, closing the door behind him. I close the curtain and scowl as I finish my shower. I grab a towel and wrap it around my waist.

"That little shit." I grumble when I realize Kenny took off with my clothes. I walk out of the bathroom and into the kitchen.

"Um Raylen. . ." Dylan trails off. I glare at him.

"I know, where's Kenneth?" I ask. Elliot doesn't even look up when he points outside. I look out the window and see Kenny outside with Jensen, playing with my clothes. I growl before stomping outside.

"Wow, Raylen. You should really put some clothes on." Kenny says, holding my boxers out to me. I narrow my eyes before walking up to him. Jensen yanks on my towel, pulling it off and waddling away. I gasp and blush before snatching the boxers from Kenny and slipping into them.

"Asshole." I grumble, pulling the shorts on, I look at Jensen and see he's running, well waddling and tripping, off with my towel and shirt. "I blame you." I grumble, pointing at Kenny before chasing Jensen. I pick him up and carry him inside.

"Here." I mumble, handing him to Dylan. "Put duct tape over his and Kenny's mouth so they can't talk to each other. . . Jensen's a little chatter box and he's not even three. How is that possible?" I sigh, walking into the living room.

"I don't know, I'd say ask his mother but no on knows where she is." Dylan says, walking down the hall. "Time for a nap mister." Dylan says to Jensen. I roll my eyes and slip off the couch and onto the floor.

"Raylen," Kenny starts as he sits beside me. I clamp my hand over his mouth.

"Shush." I say, closing my eyes. Kenny sighs into my hand. Dylan sits beside Kenny and I open my eyes to look at him.

"What?" Dylan asks. I push Kenny on the floor and take his spot.

"Did his mother have him on some sort of medicine that helps him excel past his peers? Or whatever." I ask.

"I don't know, I'd have to ask his grandma about that. He turns three in shortly." Dylan says, biting his lip.

"Yeah he's worrying me slightly. He's almost three and he can sorta walk, he's feeding himself, and he's talking." Kenny says, sitting in my lap.

"Um, yeah. . . I'm gonna go call his grandma then. I'll be back." Dylan says quickly, jumping up and going outside.

"We upset him. Nice." I say, laying my head back. Kenny plants a kiss on my collarbone and I smile.

"Where's Dylan?" Elliot asks, stepping in the kitchen. I look back at him and run my hand through Kenny's hair.

"Outside talking to Jensen's grandma about his extremely amazing ability to act like a four year old. Oh! What if he is a four year old!" Kenny exclaims. I roll my eyes and push him away.

"Like that's possible. . ." I snort, biting my lip. Maybe it is possible. I mean, he doesn't even look like a two year old. Maybe he is four or something?

"It could be, have you seem him?" Elliot asks. I furrow my eyebrows. I'm sure the mother would have told Dylan the actual age. . . Right?

"Hey, um, she hung up on me as soon as I asked. . ." Dylan mutters, walking through the door. I frown. Is it really a big deal if he doesn't act two? I've never actually been around a two year old to know how they act.

Kenny crawls into my lap and puts his face in my neck, I feel his breath even out and know he fell asleep. I chuckle and hug his sleeping body.

Dylan sits down across from me and stares at me before biting his lip. "What's wrong?" I ask, sitting up.

Dylan shakes his head and relaxes. "I'm fine, it was just my side." I frown and lay my head back, wanting nothing more than to fall asleep right now.

~•~

"Shh!" Kenny laughs. I feel something cold running against my bare chest. I furrow my eyebrows.

I hear Jensen giggling and open my eyes, staring at the ceiling. I hear several objects fall to the ground before the pattering of feet running away.

I look down and my eyes widen in shock. "Why the fuck am I covered in glitter?!" I exclaim, jumping to my feet.

Jensen screams before waddling away. I look up at Elliot. "Oh um. . . Kenny!" Elliot yells as he trips over a chair.

"Every man for himself!" Kenny yells from the kitchen.

"No man left behind!" Dylan yells back, gripping Elliot under his armpits and hauling him outside into the rain, Jensen right behind them. Kenny runs past me and I chase him outside.

Elliot, Dylan, and Jensen are up the stairs. I tackle Kenny in the grass and straddle his waist.

"Raylen. . ." Kenny starts. I pin his arms above his head and lean down to whisper in his ear.

"Why do I look like a unicorn threw up on me Smalls?" I ask sweetly. Kenny bites his bottom lip before shaking his head.

"It was Jensen's idea, I swear. He convinced us to cover you in glue before dumping glitter on you." Kenny says quickly.

"I'm so sure a two year old convinced two seventeen year olds and a sixteen year old to do this." I snort, motioning to my glitter covered body.

Kenny smirks at me before leaning up and kissing me. I roll my eyes before kissing him back. He rolls us over to where he's straddling me, my hands resting on his waist as his lay on my chest.

"He's smart." Kenny says before sitting up. I wrap my arms around his waist and pull him into a tight hug which he returns. We just sit in the rain, hugging each other. "You know what?"

"Mmm what?" I ask, laying my chin on his chest and looking up at him. He cups my face in his hands.

"We can be cute sometimes, right?" I smile and laugh.

"Sometimes, other times we're fucking fiery balls of hell." I say. Kenny frowns and I pout. "Aw c'mon Kenny, I'm joking! No come back," I whine as Kenny pushes me over and walks away.

I scramble to my feet and jog after him. I reach for his hand and pull him back into my chest.

I tilt his head up and kiss him deeply, wrapping my arms around his waist and lifting him off the ground, spinning us in a circle.

"Kenny, if you honestly want us to be an adorable couple like Noah and Delsin, I can't do that," I say, kissing his forehead. Kenny's face falls and he bites his lip. "But I can make us cuter than them."

Kenny smiles and kisses me quickly. I growl playfully before bringing our lips together in a passionate kiss, feeling Kenny's body melt into mine as our lips move in perfect rhythm.

"Now before we catch colds, we should get inside." I murmur against Kenny's lips. He whines and hugs me tighter.

"Who cares? As long as I'm with you." Kenny mutters. I smile and pull out of his grasp.

"I don't want you sick Smalls," I say, pulling Kenny inside. I see Dylan, Elliot, and Jensen in dry clothes, watching cartoons.

"Finally decided to come in, huh?" Dylan asks. I bite my lip before pulling Kenny to our room.

"Grab us some clothes Smalls, we're taking a warm shower so we don't get sick." I say. Kenny grabs us some clothes before following me to the bathroom.

I turn the water on and wait for it to warm up. I turn to Kenny and see him sitting on the toilet, shivering. I pull his shirt up over his head and he chuckles.

"I can undress myself Raylen," I shake my head and pull him to his feet, placing a kiss to his nose.

"You want me to be cute with you, so I'm doing what I think to be cute." I smile, placing a kiss on his chest before tugging his wet jeans off. Kenny pouts before tugging my shirt off.

Kenny steps in the shower and I follow, closing the curtain behind us. I rub shampoo in his hair before rubbing some into my own. Kenny starts cleaning the glitter off of my body as I rinse the soap out of our hair.

"Mmmm," I moan as Kenny runs his hand over a spot under my ribs. I blush before looking down at Kenny who's eyes are filled with lust.

I allow him to push me against the wall and press kisses all over my chest. Kenny started getting on his knees but I grab him under his armpits and pull him back.

"Just a shower Smalls," I murmur. We lapse into a comfortable silence which we finish our shower in.

I dry Kenny and dress him which rewards me with one of his famous eye rolls. "Ray-"

"I know, you can dress yourself." I smile as I pull my clothes on. Kenny purses his lips before a smirk slips onto his mouth.

"Carry me!" He demands, lifting his arms up. I roll my eyes and pick him up, carrying him to our room. I toss him on the bed and he pouts before I crawl in beside him.

"You better not be sick or I'll castrate you." I murmur as I start falling asleep.

"Not like I'll be needing my balls anyway," he mutters, snuggling into my chest. I wrap my arms around him and rest my chin on the top of his head.

"I love you," I say. Kenny shakes his head.

"Nope. Nu uh. You said it wrong. I'm going to be mad at you for the next five minutes." Kenny says, pulling away from me and facing away.

I roll my eyes before pressing into his back. "Kenny. . ." I murmur into his neck. He shakes his head and stands up. I sigh before following him across the room.

"Are you ignoring me? Your grizzly bear?!" I gasp, feigning hurt. Kenny's shoulders drop slightly before raising again. I purse my lips as I stare at the back of his head. I grip Kenny around the waist and turn him around, tossing him over my shoulder.

He grips the back of my thighs in his hands, trying to keep himself away from the floor. Psh, like he's even close to touching it.

"Raylen!" Kenny snarls. I shake my head.

"Nope. Not Raylen,"

"Shiver Baby?" Kenny asks. I bite my lip and blush at the memory of when he told me why he's calling me that.

'You make me shiver, baby,'

I shake my head again and Kenny groans. "Fine! You big lump." Kenny sighs, letting go of my thighs and going limp. I raise my eyebrows.

"Still not putting you down Smalls," I laugh. Kenny growls before reaching for the bed behind us. I step away from it and he pinches me leg. "Ouch! C'mon pudding cup don't be rude," I scold. Kenny mutters something and I sigh.

"Fine! I love you, you big grizzly idiot!" Kenny yells. I smirk and set him on his feet.

"Now was that so-"

Kenny cuts me off with his lips on mine, his arms around my neck. I would be lying if I said I wasn't stunned.

I hug him around his waist and press our bodies together more so. Kenny moans against my lips as I squeeze his butt. I pull away and nuzzle our noses together.

"Now maybe we should get some sleep Smalls," I say, picking him up and laying him in the bed before turning the lights off and joining him in the bed. Kenny instantly cuddles up to me and I chuckle.

"I'm a cuddle slut," Kenny murmurs into my neck, grogginess laced deeply in his words. I kiss his forehead as we fall asleep.

~•~

I wake up and smile at the feeling of Kenny in my arms, his head resting on my chest. I run my hands through his hair softly and hum to myself.

"What's that song?" Kenny asks softly. I look down at him with a blush, not realizing he woke up.

"Oh, um it's With You by Chris Brown," I blush deeper. I'm not exactly the type to listen to his music, but it reminds me of Kenny to much not to listen to it

Kenny smiles and closes his eyes again, tracing a pattern on my skin. Goosebumps show up and Kenny notices, stopping the movement of his hand. I shake my head.

"Don't stop," I whisper, blushing again. God what's up with me today? I'm acting like a girl!

Kenny nods and continues his pattern as I start humming again. I start focusing on what he's tracing onto my chest, curiosity getting the best of me.

I slowly stop singing and focus on the movement of his fingers on my chest above my heart. Kenny slows down and it helps me realize what it is a little faster.

'R&K'

I smile as a blush slowly creeps on my face. I close my eyes and start humming as Kenny continues tracing those two letters above my heart. An idea pops into my head and I grin.

I sit up quickly and Kenny's head ends up in my lap, staring up at me in confusion.

"Write that down on a piece of paper!" I exclaim, handing him a pen and paper.

"Write what down exactly?" Kenny asks, staring at me.

"What you were just tracing on my chest! Quickly! Write it down pudding cup!" I yell in excitement. Kenny writes it down and I snatch the paper from his hands and press a kiss to his forehead.

"Sorry Smalls, I've gotta run!" I exclaim, pulling shoes on and running out of the room.

"Hey Ray-"

"Sorry Dylan! I'll be back!" I say quickly as I open the door and run out.

Who cares that I'm in my pajamas? This is important. It may seem a little crazy, but I honestly couldn't give a flying cow.

I decide to stop by the gas station since its across the road from my destination.

"Hey Carl! How are you today?" I say enthusiastically as I lean against the counter.

Carl raises an eyebrow and opens his mouth to answer me.

"Sorry! Gotta run! See ya later Carl!" I grin, running outside. I look both ways before bolting across the street into the tattoo parlor. "Abby! Abby! Abby!" I scream in excitement.

"What? Raylen it's nine in the morning, is the screaming really necessary?" Abby asks, walking out from behind the counter. I nod my head and pull her to the back.

"I need a tattoo," I say softly, yet my excitement still evident. Abby smiles.

"How many this time?" She laughs. I grin.

"Only one! This one has a whole lot of meaning behind it and I need it to be perfect!" I say as she sits me down in a chair.

"Ok. . ." She trails off, allowing me to tell her how I want it. I hand her the piece of paper Kenny wrote on and she gets started.

~•~

I skip across the road happily, shirt in hand. "Carl! Carl! Carl!" I scream. Carl drops his book and looks at me.

"Jesus Raylen, don't scream like that unless you're getting mobbed or something. Jesus." Carl mutters, leaning down to pick his book up.

I grab his hand before he reaches the book and dance around the store with him, his customers looking at us weirdly.

"I'm so in love it's unbelievable!" I sing song, letting go of Carl and grabbing a random girl. "I got a tattoo in my boyfriends handwriting! Do you like it?" I ask quickly.

She looks at it and starts gushing over it with me. Carl walks past us muttering something along the lines of, "Crazy teenagers,".

"Carl! Do you think Kenny will like it?" I ask, showing him my chest. Carl looks at it and grins.

"I'm sure he'll love it Raylen, now go home and show him." Carl laughs, pushing me out of the store. Since I'm already out I decide to go on my usual jogging route to get back to the apartment.

"Kenny! Kenny! Kenny! Kenny!" I laugh, running in the apartment and chasing him around until I catch him.

"Who gave you sugar Raylen?!" Kenny asks, his eyes wide. I lean down and press a long, passionate kiss to his lips.

"You did! You're my sweets! I don't need sugar Kenny! I have you and your love and that's enough to make me hyper as fuck!" I grin, rolling off him and crawling after Jensen who squeals and waddles away.

Kenny grips my ankle and pulls me back. I'm shirtless and getting pulled across a wood floor with a brand spankin new tattoo on my chest. I honestly don't care because Kenny's the one pulling me back, pulling me closer to him.

"Kenny! We need to go show Mom! C'mon!" I exclaim, picking him up and running out of the apartment.

"Show them what Raylen?! Raylen! I'm talking to you! Is this going in one ear and out the other or what?!" Kenny exclaims stuff that fly over my head as I run to the house.

I barge inside. "Mom! Everyone come here now!" I scream. I hear scrambling before everyone shoes up out of nowhere.

"What is it?!" Mom asks frantically, looking at us for cuts and bruises. I roll my eyes before grabbing Kenny's hand.

"I love Kenny! With all my heart! I got a tattoo in his handwriting over my heart! See! See it! Look at it! Noah what the fuck, I said look at it!"

"Raylen," Kenny says, looking up at me. I grin and look down at him, my heart skipping a beat. Why'd it take this long for me to realize I was in love with him?!

Kenny's eyes are filled with tears and my smile falls. Oh no! I've upset him! God! Worst boyfriend ever! What did I do? Why am I asking myself this? How come I haven't voiced my thoughts? Ok I've thought about it twice now, so why am I still having a conversation in my head?

"I'm sorry! I'll calm down! I promise! Just stop crying! See! Look! I'm calm!" I say, biting my lip. I bite down harder as I feel the urge to start talking again.

Kenny shakes his head and pulls my face down to his, pressing his soft lips against mine. I grin and the urge to start talking a mile a minute comes back.

"Kenny we still need to go on a date! That's what we're going to do tonight! We're going on a date! Ok? Sound good? Good! Noah! Come with me! Now! No time for shoes, get your ass out the damn door!" I exclaim, grabbing his hand and pulling him out.

"Raylen-"

"I'm sorry for punching you! And that thing about Delsin, tell him I don't care about it anymore! I only have one focus right now and that's Kenny, so I don't want guilt bothering me! Get your ass back in the house and tell Kenny to dress casual! I'll pick him up at four!" I exclaim before running down the street.


~•~

(Kenny) (AN:/ I wasn't going to change point of views but I wanted you to know how Kenny's reacting to Raylen's sudden burst of whatever! Whoop! Onward! REMEMBER THIS IS KENNY'S POV! Ashley. . .)

It's three fifty-five and my palms are sweaty. I don't know why, I don't usually feel this way. I think it has something to do with how Raylen was acting earlier.

After I changed into shorts and a muscle shirt an hour ago, Ronnie, Mom, and Danny came in the room tusking at my choice of clothing.

Ronnie picked the clothes I'm wearing now, which is black skinny jeans, a red polo shirt, and my white Supras. Mom styled my hair in a Mohawk type thing and Danny sprayed me with his cologne. It smells amazing by the way, but during the whole thing all Noah and Delsin did was laugh and demand me call them Nelsin. . .

I don't know why. . . But I agreed to get them to leave so they can go dry hump each other or something, I honestly don't even want to know.

I look in the mirror once again and sigh. I shouldn't be this nervous! We've been dating close to three months now.

"Kenny! Raylen's here!" Danny yells from the living room. I sprint out of the room only to be stopped at the door.

"I want a picture!" Mom squeals. Ronnie nods and they run for their cameras. Raylen grins at me as Mom and Ronnie come back with their cameras.

Raylen's wearing dark blue jeans, a white Ramone's T-shirt, his biker boots, and his hair has its bright blue streak in it again. Who the hell gave him nerd glasses? I mean, they look sexy as hell on him, but still.

After they're done with pictures Raylen pulls me outside and intertwines our fingers as we walk down the street.

"Um, where are we going?" I ask after a few minutes of walking. Raylen smiles at me and I can't help but smile back. I'm turning into such a girl. . .

"Somewhere special! Ok! Yeah! Um, special. . ." Raylen chirps, that excited tone seeping back into his voice. I roll my eyes as he pulls me inside a building.

"Where are we?" I ask as I look around at the room with neon lights. Raylen grins before pulling me toward a desk. I look around some more and see a room at the end of a hallway. Well that doesn't spike my curiosity at all.

"Let's go Kenny!" Raylen laughs, pulling me down the hall. He opens the door and I see flashing gear and guns.

"Are we going to play laser tag?" I grin as Raylen puts one on me. He nods his head quickly before slipping into one himself.

A man puts us on separate teams and I pout until I hear the buzzer that signals the beginning of the game. I run and hide in a little corner, I fit pretty well. For once my small size gets me somewhere.

I see Raylen and a dude on his team stop and stand a few feet from where I'm hiding and I smirk, aiming my gun at Raylen and shooting.

"Shit," Raylen curses, looking around for whoever shot him. When he looks away I shoot the other guy and they hide, not from my view but from whoever they thought was shooting them.

Their lights come back on and I instantly shoot them again. This goes on for ten more minutes until Raylen spots me and charges. I squeak and run away, not fast enough because Raylen tackles me. I laugh as he kisses me.

Our lights go out and I pout, looking around for whoever shot us. I don't see anyone and furrow my eyebrows. Raylen kisses me in between my eyebrows and I giggle before he kisses my mouth.

The lights come on, signaling the end of our game and Raylen pulls me to my feet and slings his arm over my shoulders as we walk out of the room. I take my stuff off and wait for Raylen.

"Where are we going now?" I ask as we step outside. Raylen's eyes light up and points in front of us. I look forward and see the cinema. I smile and look up at him.

"We are going to watch Monsters University." Raylen says. I squeal and jump up and down. Raylen raises an eyebrow at me.

"What?" I ask, biting my bottom lip. Raylen grabs me by the belt loops and pulls me to him.

"I knew you loved kid movies, I just didn't know you loved them more than me," Raylen says softly. I cup his face in my hands and bring his mouth down to mine.

"I don't think there's a thing in this world I would love more than you," I say. Woah, when did I become all sappy and shit?

Raylen grins and pulls me into the cinema. We clasp hands and walk up to the counter.

"Two tickets to Monsters University," Raylen says to the girl. She grins when she sees our hands and hands us our tickets.

"You two are in luck, the lines are very short today," she winks. I flip her the bird as Raylen pulls me away.

Raylen buys a large popcorn, skittles, sour straws, and a large Pepsi. He was about to get a Mountain Dew when he remembered my problem.

We sit in the very back and the movie starts as soon as we sit down. Yay no waiting! The movie starts and I grin happily.

"Aww! He's so cute and tiny!" I say to Raylen as the child Mike Wazowski comes off the bus. Raylen snickers and I turn to him.

"You're my Mike," Raylen says softly, kissing my nose. I scowl at him before turning back to the movie,

Raylen offers me some skittles and I take the whole bag, I know they're his favorite but I'm going to eat all of them because I'm sort of, not really, mad at him. Raylen pouts when I don't give him the skittles back.

When the movies over I scream as I run out of the building. Someone grabs the back of my shirt and lifts me off the ground. I cough and try to see who it is.

"Hey little faggot," someone whispers in my ear. I shiver and squeeze my eyes shut. It's bad enough he had to call me a faggot, but did he have to bring my size into this?

"Is he mute?" Someone else asks. I roll my eyes.

"Maybe I'd be able to talk if you weren't choking me dumbass." I snarl. The one holding my shirt drops me and I fall to my knees.

Where the fuck is Raylen?! I climb to my feet and fix my shirt before fixing them with a glare. I feel someone slide up beside me and see Wyatt. I scowl, he's always got to save me somehow.

"What the fuck did you call me?" One of the boys asked. I rolled my eyes and opened my mouth to answer.

"I called you a dumbass, open your ears you oversized hippo." I snort. The boy growls and takes a step toward me.

Wyatt puts his hand on the boys chest and stops him. "Don't touch him,"

I slip away and see Raylen looking for me across the street. I run to him and throw myself in his arms.

Raylen laughs and kisses the top of my head. "Let's go Smalls, I have one more destination."

I lean on him happily as we skip and him down the street. I almost forget about the whole theater thing until someone grabs my hand and pulls me to a stop. Raylen frowns and turns around before his eyes harden and he pulls me back to him.

"Go away Wyatt," Raylen growls, standing in front of me. I huff and cross my arms. I'm not a defenseless girl you know! I roll my eyes and throw my hands in the air before slipping away from them down the street.

"Bunny!" Wyatt gasps, running up to me. I look behind him for Raylen and see him keeled over gripping his stomach. I growl softly and glare at Wyatt.

"Don't call me that Wyatt," I warn, trying to walk around him. Wyatt grips my arm tightly and pulls me to him, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into a kiss. I struggle to get out of his grip, but we both know he's always been stronger.

I'm pulled out of his grasp and pushed away before Raylen's straddling Wyatt's waist, rearranging his face. I get off the ground and tug on Raylen's shirt.

"Raylen! Stop! Stop Shiver Baby," I plead, tugging harder. Raylen jumps off of Wyatt and swings at me. I squeeze my eyes shut and wait for the impact.

When it doesn't come I open my eyes and see a hand stopping Raylen's fist from hitting me. I follow the arm up to Ethan's face. What the fuck?! Ethan doesn't know me, why would he protect me?

"Lets not do something we'll regret Raylen," Ethan says sternly. Raylen only stares at me in horror. I give him a smile and he grimaces, looking away from me.

I know he has mood swings, I know he does things without thinking, and I know he can be dangerous, but I don't care. I can handle it. Who cares if he hits me?

"I-I'm sorry," Raylen mutters running away. I groan and run after him. Ethan grabs my wrist and I turn to him.

"Be with me, I won't hit you."

"No, be with me Kenneth! You know I won't hit you!" Wyatt says, holding his nose as he stands to his feet.

"What the hell is wrong with you?! You're fucked up! My boyfriend is upset and you're keeping me from him just to ask me out?! Go to hell," I growl, running after Raylen.

I find him sitting in the park on a bench. I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his shoulders.

"Shiver Baby," I murmur, kissing his neck. Raylen shakes his head and stands up, walking away from me. I groan and run after him, grabbing his hand in mine.

"Kenny, I'm sorry. I can't- I won't hurt you anymore." Raylen sighs, pulling his hand out of my grasp. My eyes sting and my stomach churns as his words run through my head like a broken record.

I start running after him, only to trip and fall onto the ground. I sob and curl up into a ball, an empty feeling nestling itself in my heart. Dramatic I know. Maybe I should run off into the woods like Bella did in New Moon. No I haven't seen that stupid excuse for a romance movie. . .

My phone rings, and rings, and rings. I pull it out of my pocket and resist the urge to throw it as I answer the phone.

"Kenny? Where are you? It's midnight!" Mom exclaims into the phone. I look around lazily.

"The park down the road from the theater," I grumble, clambering to my feet and walking toward the cinema. "I'm on my way home,"

"No, Kenny, maybe you should sit down and wait. Danny is coming to get you, ok? Are you sitting down?"

"Yes Mom, I'm sitting down, tell him to hurry because I'm close to falling asleep." I mumble into the phone, my head falling back.

"Ok, love you Kenny." Mom says. I groan.

"Love you too Mom," I say before hanging up and slipping my phone back into my pocket.

Someone sits beside me and I look at them. As my eyes focus on their face I see that it's Wyatt. I lazily reach up and trace a bruise on his cheek.

Wyatt cups my face in his and presses a kiss to the side of my mouth. I close my eyes and sigh before pulling away from him and standing up.

"I may or may not of gotten dumped a few hours ago, but I won't use you." I say as Danny's car pulls up. I climb into the passenger seat and buckle up.

Danny cups my face. "Kenny you're freezing," he mutters, turning the heater on as he drives back to the house. I just shrug and stare out the window.

Stupid Raylen. I don't care if his anger gets the best of him. I want him, only him. Danny pulls up to the house and I climb out, walking inside.

"What happened Kenny?" Noah asks as I walk through the door.

"I don't want to talk about it," I say as I walk down the hall to my room. I pull my shirt and pants off before grabbing one of Raylen's hoodies and slipping it over my head. I crawl into his bed and hug his pillow, inhaling the faint scent of his cologne.

I'm numb. I haven't done anything. I'm just numb. I start falling asleep, dreaming of Raylen. He was so happy today, saying he loved me and he'd never leave me. What was up with that? He's gone now.




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