Kyle Broflovski and Kenny McCormick have been together for almost two years now. They are both seniors at South Park High and have known each other sense grade one. They love each other more than anything else in the world and would do anything to keep the other happy. Even if it ment making a huge sacrifice...
Kenny has had a thing for Kyle sense middle school and Kyle developed feelings for the blonde at about 9th grade. When Kenny fell in love with Kyle he was confused and went to Stan to talk to. Stan told him that he is one hundred percent sure that Kyle is straight, and oh man was he wrong. Kyle isn't necessarily gay like Kenny though, he's bi.
When Kyle told Stan he liked Kenny, he about had a heart attack. Stan isn't homophobic and thank god for that. In fact, Stan has a boyfriend named Anthony or something. Wierd huh?They aren't the only ones in school, no way. Craig and Tweek are together and so are Clyde and Token. Butters is well... Marjorine, and Bebe and Wendy have an on and off relationship.
They are all friends and always will be. They have each other's back. They fight the bullies picking on Marjorine, they help Stan through the breakups with his boyfriends, they talk with Wendy and Bebe about their relationship issues, and for Kyle and Kenny... They have each other for help.
Kenny's POV
I wake up on the Saturday morning with my boyfriend wrapped in my arms. I smile at Kyle's sleeping face and kiss his cheek, a great start to the day.
I carefully move my arms off of him and slowly get out of bed, trying not to wake him. I grab some shitty cloths from my closet and take off my pajama pants. I put on the T-shirt and jeans and grab my parka from the hook. I go to my mirror and brush through my hair with my fingers lazily. I'm ready for breakfast. Maybe I'll make Kyle breakfast for once. Ya, he'll like that.
I go to the kitchen and see a dead bird on the floor. I jump back in fright and hit my head against the pans, ouch! Jesus Christ, I know we're poor but a dead bird on the floor! Seriously! Ugh..
I pick it up with a glove on and throw it out the window. Good thing my family is gone for the weekend because my sister would have freaked out when she saw that shit.I get look in the fridge and see pretty much nothing exept milk, cheese, rice, and a bag of Kevin's crap. I sigh and grab the milk. I reach up and grab a box of cereal from the top shelf, along with two bowls. I pour the milk and cereal in each of them and sit at the table.
I can't wait to move out of this place and find an apartment with Kyle. I smile at the thought of living with him and take a spoonful of the Captain Crunch.
I turn my head when I hear the sound of yawning coming from the hallway. Kyle walks out with messy red hair, a white long sleeve shirt, and black pants. "Morning Princess", I greet him with a smile."Morning Ken", he replies, taking a seat on the half broken chair. "Thanks", Kyle says taking his bowl and eating.
"It was nothing", I say with my cheek leaning on my hand. I look over him with a smirk. He always looks pretty in the morning with his messy hair.
"I had fun last night", he chuckled. Kyle's laugh makes everyone happy. It's like his superpower.
"Hell ya, having sex with you is like hugging a unicorn in a valley of flowers", I complement. He giggles at that. "Anyway, Stan bought a new game and wants us to come over", I announce.
"Okay let's go", he says, finishing his cereal and grabbing his hat and jacket. I grab our shoes and put up my hood. "Aww, I wanna look at your hair on the way there babe", he frowns.
I sigh and put it back down. "Better?", I ask annoyed. He nods yes and we head outside.
I always enjoy walking around town in the morning. Expessally when I have an arm around my boyfriend. I walk across the streets careful to not get hit by a car and die before I even start the day. Kyle knows about me dying all the time and as much as he tries to act happy and pretend it's no big deal, I can tell it's killing him on the inside.
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I Would Die for You - K2
FanfictionIf Kenny can live a normal life and not worry about death, Kyle would undertake constantly dying. NONE OF THE ART IS MINE AND I DONT OWN SOUTH PARK