Not (Complete)

Chapter 25

---Kyle's pov---

I pointlessly tried to get Stan to wake up after Kenny and Butters left.

I sighed, knowing I would have to do something else.

I pulled out my phone and decided to first text my mother telling her I was spending the night at Stan's.

I'm guessing we can just sleep here for tonight...

I lift Stan up, barely being able to get him onto the bed. Once I do I sit down on the bed next to him.

This asshole.

It's his fault I'm even in the situation right now.

I just hope this doesn't get any worse.

---Kenny's pov---

Butters had his back against the bed and his arms wrapped securely around my neck, our lips connected.

I don't really remember how this ended up happening, and frankly, I don't care either.

I let my left hand slip up inside his shirt, slowly tracing over his soft, pale stomach and chest.

I deepen the kiss, and start to lick at Butters' bottom lip. But he doesn't allow it.

So, I decide to bite his bottom lip. Not too harshly, but enough to make him gasp.

I force my tongue in his mouth when he gasps.

He runs his hands through my hair.