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#6: Warm Embrace [One Shot]

Moonlight peeks through the curtains, helping the room feel less dark. It looks around to find Butters sitting up with his forehead drenched in cold sweat. "Hah... hah...." He breathes intensely, staring at the clock. 2:48AM.

"Just a dream... just a dream... just a... dream." Chanting those words over and over seemed to cause a small stream of fear developing in his eyes.

Before he knew it, it began to rain tears. Not tears of joy, no no.. these tears had many emotions mixed in. Confusion, stress, panic, exhaust and probably many more. There's many different types of crying in the world but this one is an absolute worst.

Lying in bed with your hand covering your mouth to prevent noise while the other is gripping tightly onto the bedsheets, the terrible gap in your throat trying to progress through you as mentally have a meltdown, ever felt like that before?

Well, Butters was going through it, and he's not enjoying it.

Butters eventually rolled off his bed, crawling to the door. His legs felt so numb, his arms felt so limp but he had to get up. Wiggly fingers grasp onto the door handle, turning it to free himself from his moonlit room.

Looking both ways, making sure no one else was up, he tiptoes over to the room further down the hall. Reaching his destination, he very quietly knocked on the door, hoping the person inside was sleeping. Hearing no response gave Butters the all clear and he silently went inside.

There he was, Kenny sleeping peacefully with slightly soft snores. Butters examines his face, staring at his calming face. He carefully slides under the blankets, hoping that he wasn't going to wake him up.

He successfully slid under however, his stomach felt tight, his heart did so too. He carefully held his heart, trying to not make much movement.

'No.. don't start crying again, don't start or else you'll wake up Ke-.'

It was too late, the waterworks began to do its business before Butters could finish his thoughts.
Soon enough, he curls up into a ball, gently grabbing onto Kenny's shirt. Without thinking, Butters leans in, hiding his face in his chest.

"Mmmnn..." Kenny groans before awaking from his slumber. His vision was slightly blurred due to waking up at such a late hour. As he spaces off, he hears muffled crying next to him. His eyes land on his teary eyed lover, "B..Butters!?"

Realizing he woken up his beloved, he slowly glances up. "Butters..! Is there something wrong?" Butters coughs hoarsely, responding "I had.. hada bad.... bad dream." Rubbing his eyes, Kenny stops him.

"Babe, if you rub your eyes, they'll become puffy." Kenny reaches over and grabs a tissue from the tissue box that was sitting on his nightstand, "Here you go, love." He rubs away Butters' leftover tears, then throws away the damp paper into the wastebasket.

"Alright, now can you tell me what happened in the dream?"
"Everyone was fighting.. Eric, Kyle, Stan.. everybody! And it was so intense... you were there too and you had so many... many.." Butters reaches for another tissue before he finished his sentence.

"Y-You had a lotta.. bruises and cuts... oh my god it was so terrible..." Kenny knew Butters was sensitive to violence so he didn't blame him. "Buttercup, there's nothing you need to worry about, we would never have fights like that. Yeah sure, we like fighting. But I don't think any of our fights would go to that extent."

Kenny strokes the smaller boy's hair. "I doubt that would ever happen. Don't worry, honey. If there's something bothering you, you can talk to me. It's what I'm here for." Kenny plants a gentle kiss on Butters' forehead.

Butters stays silent, progressing Kenny's words into his mind. Minutes pass by, the clock ticks echo inside the dark room.

"...So you gonna sleep with me tonight? Haha~" Kenny brushes Butters' blonde hair with his fingers, helping his beloved fall back to sleep.

Butters faintly moans, indicating that he likes his hair being stroked. "Mmm..~" Butters blankly stares into his boyfriend's eyes, thinking that he wouldn't notice because of how dark his room was.

Before he knew it, he leaned in and closes his eyes, as he placed his lips on Kenny's soft ones. One hand held Kenny's cheek while the other were intertwined with the taller boy's hand. The warmth of their bodies collided excluding all of the coldness from outside the bed. The gradually parted away leaving a single strand of saliva still connecting them together.

Butters breaks the string then gave Kenny a big, warm hug. "Thank you." He smushed his face deep into Kenny's chest causing him to giggle. "Haha, no problem sweetie~" He returns the hug and readies himself for slumber. "Oh, and one more thing, Ken."

"Mm?" He looks back into Kenny's eyes, "I love you, very much." Butters gives his lover a kiss on the cheek and then buries his face away in his chest again.

Kenny giggles as usual and returned a kiss on his forehead. Kenny squirms around until him and Butters got into a comfortable position. Resting his chin upon Butters's soft hair, Kenny caresses his back gently.

The tired couple soon enough drifted away into darkness as the moonlight continues fulling up the room with its glimmering rays.