'Member? (Kenny and Butters)

3 - Party Games

-Kenny's POV-

Butters and I make our way downstairs and we sit back on the couch again. With Butters on my lap.

"What took you guys so long?" Stan asked, "We we're gonna play some games."

"Eh a lot to talk about, let's play some games!" I say, Stan walks over to the kitchen and grabs a case of regular old Bud Light and brings it in the living room.

"Kenny I know you don't care much for beer so I went out and got your favorite." Kyle says as he hands me a bottle of Apple Crown Royal.

"Thanks, dudes! It means a lot." I say, happily. Token pulls out this rich shit beer and I almost gag. He opens two and hands one to Clyde and they chug it.

"Okay I have an idea. We each have a shot poured and someone says something like 'ran away from home as a child' and if you've done it before then you would drink the shot. Good?" Stan says, getting solo cups out and handing one to everyone. Stan got out a bottle of Yeager and poured a little in everyone's cup.

"Sounds fun, I'm in." I say lifting Butters off of my lap and sitting on the floor, "Let's all sit in a circle so everyone knows who drinks and who doesn't." Everyone nods and sits in a circle on the floor around the coffee table that has all the liquor set up on it.

"Lost virginity." Kyle spits out. As Kyle, Stan, Tweek, Craig, and Clyde drink.

"Kenny, you haven't lost your virginity?" Butters asked, in shock.

"Eh I'm might've talked about tits and sex a lot when I was younger but I never actually had sex." I say, as everyone's in shock. Stan refills the cups.

"In love with someone." Craig says, as we all drink.

"Not straight." Cartman spits out. Kyle, Stan, Tweek, Craig drink right when he says it. Butters looks around for a second then drinks, I drink quickly after. I don't think anyone thought I was straight anyways. I'm pansexual so I don't care what you are I can like you. But I think it's pretty clear I like Butters. Like I've always liked Butters he was the nicest guy I've ever met and he's just so innocent that it turns me on.

After a few more rounds, Butters was already drunk because he doesn't drink that much so he doesn't have a tolerance for it yet.  Token got his parents to pick him, Clyde, Cartman, Tweek, and Craig up and drive everyone home.

I sat on the couch with Butters for awhile, it was nice to have the silence and he was just so relaxed that it made me happy.

"Hey S-Stann." Kyle slurs as he's drunk. Lucky for me I don't get drunk that easily and I don't even have a buzz.

"Y-*hiccup*-yeah?" Stan answers. As he gets up from the ground.

"Wanna fuck?" Kyle asks, without any slurs or stutters. Stan crawls over to him and starts passionately kissing him and he already has both of their shirts off and making out.

"I'm not going to hurt your poor innocent eyes." I whisper into Butters ear. I pick him up and throw him over my shoulder gently as I carry him up the stairs into Shelly's room. I lay him down on the bed and tuck him in. He sits up immediately. He's drunk and he probably won't remember anything in the morning.

"Kenny *hicccup*, I t-thought I was g-gonna *hiccup* talk ab-bout earlier." Butters said, trying to sit up on his own.

"Butters, I don't want you to say anything you'll regret. You should just get to bed, we'll talk in the morning." I said, putting my fingers through his hair.

"No! I w-wanna talk *hiccup* now." Butters says, loudly. I nod my head telling him to proceed, because I knew he wasn't going to stop until he told me.

"I-I was *hiccup* raped by my fa-father! And w-when Ke-Kenny *hiccup* left he s-started be-being worse to me. Th-then I st-stared cutting *hiccup* be-because I didn't t-think he was *hiccup* com-coming back. An-and I've b-been having s-sexuality issues, be-because I don't *hiccup* k-know if I'm g-g-gay or not be-because I *hiccup* like Ke-Kenny a lot. A-and I'm *hiccup* s-scared." He said, crying. I'm pretty sure he meant all of that but he doesn't know he's talking to me. And I feel bad about it, but hey that's what you do when you're drunk. I pull him into a hug and comfort him.

He soon falls asleep in my arms, And I lay back, so his head is resting on my chest. I pull the blanket over both of us and then I fall asleep.

-A couple hours later-

"Kenny... Kenny..." I get shook awake. I open my eyes slowly to see a hungover Butters looking down at me.

"Can you *hiccup* get me some water?" Butters asks, as his face starts to get red as he notices he's on top of me. I smile, "Yeah, of course." I say sitting up, Butters gets off of me and lays back down. I go downstairs and get some ice water in a glass, and go back upstairs. I hand it to Butters as he shakes.

"What happened last night?" Butters asks as he blushes. Does he think we had sex?

"Well after everyone left Kyle and Stan started making out of the floor in the living room. It was escalating too quickly so I brought you upstairs and tucked you in. Then you told me some things and we fell asleep." I said, as I sat down next to him.

"So we didn't do anything?" Butters asked, nervously as he drinks the water and shakes.

"No, dude. I would never take advantage of anyone like that." I said, looking at his baby blue eyes, smiling.

"Sorry, I would ever think that, Kenny. I was just making sure. And what did I tell you last night?" Butters asks, embarrassingly.

"Well, you told me about your father raping you when I left. And that you started cutting because you thought I was never coming back." I said, in a sad, calming voice. Butters set down the glass on the dresser and put his head in his knees. I couldn't tell him he told me he liked me, or else he would've ran away like he usually does. And I want him to tell me when he's not drunk.

"I'm sorry, I told you all of that. I just didn't know what I was saying and it just came out. And.. and.." Butters says, freaking out. I lift his head with my hands cupping his cheeks.

"You're fine, you got drunk and you said some things, it happens. What you said is just between us, I won't tell anyone, okay?" I say, in a calming voice, letting go of his cheeks. He smiles then frowns again.

"Kenny, can I tell you something important?" Butters asks, with his innocent eyes.

"Anything." I say, smiling.

"I-I think I'm gay." Butters says, as he hugs his knees and rubs his knuckles together.

"I'm happy for you, Butters!" I say, pushing him down on the bed and tackling him as I hug him.

"So, you're okay with it?" Butters asked, in fear.

"Why would I not be okay with it? I'm pansexual, Butters!" I say, happily, and this statement makes him smile, as he hugs me back tightly.