Kenny kept their lips in contact for a while, the redhead standing there bright red with his hands at his sides as Kenny had his arms around him. He felt himself kiss back and wrap his own arms around the blonde, their lips and tongues massaged each other and he gave a couple moans between their kiss.Once he backed off, Kyle stared at him, and slowly pushed him away. "K-kenny?! What the fuck, dude!? I-it's better if you... leave." He whispered and Kenny stared at him in confusion, frowning afterwards. "S-sorry... I'll see you tomorrow." He opened the window and jumped into a tree, barely holding onto the branches. Kenny smiled softly and jumped from the tree and landed on the floor, face first. He got up and dusted himself off, kicking snow in frustration. "Fuck..." he whispered to himself and walked in the empty December streets, coughing and rubbing his arms for warmth. Once Kenny was on his street, he felt the urge to hit something, to let anger out. The blonde walked up to a brick wall around his house, and took his gloves out. He got into position, and started pounding on it. Left, left, right, left. No pattern to his punches, just anger and sadness being let out on the walls. After a couple of minutes of giving the wall a beating and sat down, resting his back on it. The blonde buried his head into his knees, crying and sobbing to himself quietly.
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(Meanwhile at Kyle's)
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The jew was confused at what the hell had just happened. He quickly grabbed his phone and texted Stan what happened.
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(Stan's POV)
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I was sitting at home texting Token when I recieved a text from Kyle. I hadn't talked to him in a while, since he was always busy talking to Kenny. It kind of annoyed me how I moved from being his best friend to being one of his friends, then a fucking poor kid taking my place. I had been starting to grow with hatred towards Kenny, I dunno, he was way too fucking quiet, and whenever Kyle and me fought he'd never pick a side, what a prick. Not only that, but I found out that he fucked Wendy, so we got into a fist-fight over it. He won, of course he did. McCormick maybe was an asshole, but he knew what he was doing when it came to fights, specially living with Kevin. I heard my phone buzz and opened the message, when I saw what it was I was rather confused.
From: Kyle B
Subject: Kenny fucking McCormick.
Message: you. Me. Tonight, your place. Sleepover. I gotta tell you what the fuck happened.
"YES!" I yelled as I started packing my bag. Finally, that garbage eating trash was out of my way for good, since Kyle was totally gonna become my best friend again. I got a text from the redhead and chuckled as I waited.
Kyle B: I'm coming!
(Kyle's POV)
I grabbed my keys and walked outside, running towards my car. I had finally gotten my driver's, plus we moved so I lived a couple blocks away from Stan, farther than the distance I was before. I hopped in and turned the damn thing on, shaking the stick to the reverse to pull out of my driveway. I shifted it into March and went to Stan's place.
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(No POV, just friendship [WHOOPS STYLE SHIPPERS] )
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Kyle finally arrived, sighing as he took the keys out of the slot of the car and opened the door, stepping out and shutting it after grabbing his bag. "Here goes the story." He sighed deeply before knocking into the blue door and waited until the dark-haired teen answered it with a smile. "H-hey Kyle! Finally, you're here!" He said and opened the door wider so the jew could step inside. "Dude, it took me 10 minutes to get here." Kyle answered and let his bag on the couch, sitting with a sigh.
Stan sat beside him on the brown and soft fabric and frowned "dude, you seem down. What's up?" He asked as he turned himself to face the other.
Kyle sighed once again and started to explain "so.... Kenny came over earlier." He said, and Stan cringed at the name "that fucktard? What'd he want?" The raven-haired one said with a rude and lewd tone. "Hey! He might not be your favourite person, but he's my best friend!" The jew protested and huffed with two big angry eyebrows. There was complete silence between the two for a bit after that, and kyle finally spoke up.
"So.... he told us how we've treated him with such horrible manners these last couple of years. You know how we always used to slip him shit out of our meals so he could eat them desperately?" Kyle explained as Stan sat up with a frown "Yeah? Why?"
"Well, we've been his friends out of pity, for so long. Everyone has. When we whispered about him he heard, and I think it hurt him."
Stan stood still for a bit before realising what he had been doing for such a long amount of time! "O-oh my god... it's true... I feel so bad now for getting pissed because of Wendy..." he whispered and instantly shook his own head. 'No! He fucked your girlfriend! That's unforgivable!' He thought as Kyle went on.
"So yeah. And after that I hugged him... and well... he..." Kyle slowed down on his story when Stan's attention was completely shifted towards him and him alone "he what? Come on, say it" Marsh insisted.
"Kenny... kissed me." He slowly said with a bright blush forming on his cheeks. Stan. Lost. His. Shit.
"WHAT?! HE KISSED YOU? WHAT THE FUCK, MCCORMICK?!" He shouted in the house when Kyle calmed him down with a shoulder pat. "And I.... I kissed back." The redhead claimed, that's when he definitely went crazy. "YOU WHAT?!" He yelled "H-HOW COULD YOU KISS HIM?! DID YOU ENJOY?!" Stan yelled, if he heard the answer he sort of expected he'd flip the fuck out. Kyle only returned a couple nods before Stan went completely insane.
'Shit"
