~ 10 ~

5.6K 124 99
                                        

It was pitch black. The whole place was just completely dark. But as expected when it's nearly 12 in the evening.

He was happy for the two of them. Craig and Tweek. He reminisced the spaz's confession where he left as quickly as possible and didn't let Craigy boy respond. But there's a high possibility that he'll respond to Tweek by saying 'I'm gay because of you. Thanks a lot' in a sarcastic tone. At least that's what Kenny thinks he'll say. Actually no. That is what he's going to say. After all, McCormick did know the boy for a while even though they were enemies when first meeting. He's so confident that he'll say that, that if Craig doesn't say those exact words he'll have to confess to Butters before he leaves to Florida.

He took a mental note to himself, to mention it to Stan. To see what he thinks about it.

He planned on heading straight home but whenever his eyes laid on a certain blonde's house he just had to go and see him. Approaching his doorstep and about to ring the doorbell which can lead to waking up him and his parents was one thing. But Butters opening the door already knowing Kenny was there and saying, "Of course you'd come" was definitely out of the ordinary. The shorter blonde's eyes were puffy and red. He wore a frown and his eyebrows creased when gazing at the taller blonde.

Butters let him in and then headed back to his room, not questioning why he was here and what he wanted. All Kenny knew was that he wasn't supposed to be here but Butters was too kind to say so. The orange parka male stuck both hands into his jean pockets as he followed his best friend. They soon were now inside his room.

Kenny, cross legged on the floor, looked around the room thinking he'll find a clue on why his best friend was so strange. But he couldn't find anything of the sort. He decided to say something to break this awkward silence but Butters did it for him.

"So how is it with them? Craig and Tweek I mean."

The taller blonde softly chuckled. He knew for a fact that they'll get together soon enough. They just need to realize how much they like each other. "Heh, still in progress."

Though he thought this would make him laugh, it didn't. There wasn't even a tiny grin on his face. He kind of got frustrated, not liking how he doesn't know what's wrong. Aren't best friends suppose to tell each other what's going on? He tried asking this time but was interrupted once again by the blonde in front of him.

But he wasn't interrupted by his words, more like being interrupted because of what Butters was doing. In short, he was interrupted by his actions. Butters leaned towards Kenny and wrapped his arms around the boy's torso. His face buried in his broad chest. This soothes him better. Now Stotch has
an excuse to not look the boy in the eyes.

Kenny flinched at the boy's touch. Tingles after tingles went all over his body. How in the actual hell can one boy make him want to spill all his emotions at once? Is this how it is for the stoic Craig? Is this the affect Tweek had on his friend? He fought the urge to not blush and to not hug back. Why? He had no clue either. Maybe just the guilty conscious that doesn't want to lead the boy on especially when he would leave him soon. He never liked long distant relationships. Butters would never come with him to Florida. He just couldn't. But as much as his arms wanted to embrace the smaller boy and rest his head on his head and kiss him on the forehead, he told himself not to.

Butters grip suddenly tighten when he didn't feel any strong arms holding him. But what did he expect? For his crush to do romantic things with him? Ha no. Kenny has plenty of people who he could mingle with but those people were never him. Yes the feeling of knowing Kenny can mess with anyone he wants hurts him. But if he thought about it why has Kenny never messed with him? The simple reason of Kenny not being attracted to Butters. And that being said, made him even more sad and pissed than he originally was. Which explained why Kenny didn't even hug him.

idiots in loveWhere stories live. Discover now