I thought this up when pondering things at night.
Christophe/Ze Mole and Kenny belong to Trey n Matt.
To
Kenny, watching Christophe smoke was as inspirational to him as Jesus
was to the Christians. He way that Christophe closed his eyes when he
took a drag, and looked at Kenny through half-lidded, bright green
eyes. He was mostly the reason that Kenny started smoking recently.
Kenny wasn't in love with him, or at least, he didn't think that he
was; he just admired him.
But, the more that Kenny thought about
it, the more he realised how much he really did care about
Christophe. Sure, he did smell sometimes, but so did Kenny and the
poor kid didn't really mind that much. Besides, Christophe was the
only person, aside from Butters, that didn't rip on Kenny for being
poor, and Butters was just so annoying.
Sure, most of the times
he saw him; Christophe was covered in dirt and blood, and always had
that Goddamn shovel, but when Kenny didn't focus on the filth,
Christophe's dark hair did fall in the most attractive way over his
thick eyebrows, and jade eyes, and his turtle neck was tight on his
broad shoulders and abs.
Maybe Kenny was in love with Christophe,
but it didn't cause him all the pain and suffering that he'd read
about in girly magazines as a six year old; Christophe was his
friend, and so at the moment, nothing was awkward, and Kenny could
just spend time with him, smoking and enjoying The Mole's company,
just like he'd always done.
Maybe being gay wasn't as bad as
people made it out to be.