"Kenny, I said, STOP IT!" Kyle exclaimed for about the millionth time, annoyedly swatting the blonde boy's hands off of him. High school midterms would be starting soon, and him and Kenny were studying together. Or rather, Kyle was studying and Kenny was molesting him every five minutes. Why he had agreed to study with him in the first place was beyond him. Oh yeah – because Stan had ditched him last minute to study with WENDY…stupid whore.
Feeling a pair of arms creep their way around his waist, the redhead spun around in his chair, coming face to face with Kenny McCormick. Glaring at him, he pried his arms off of him, standing from his seat. It was meant to look tough, but considering the fact that Kenny was about 6'1" and he was a measly 5'8", it just looked pathetic. Glowering up at Kenny, he grabbed him and spun him around, pushing him back into his seat.
"Look. Focus," He slammed his hand down against the various math papers that lay in front of him. He felt like he was working with a preschooler. Kenny looked down at the papers for a moment, before looking back up to Kyle.
"Kyyyllleee~, I don't geeet it. Can you help me?" he whined, pouting at the redhead in a rather childish manner.
"Nngh…but I have….Ugh. Whatever. Fine." He gave a sad glance towards his own work, before sighing and turning back to Kenny, hovering over him. Grabbing the pencil from behind his ear, he began to explain the confusing math equations to him, pointing and jotting things down on the paper. Kenny looked up at him with a cheeky grin on his face, before leaning in and burrying his face in Kyle's neck.
"And then you take the -34, divide it by 41 to the sixth power, and….Kenny? Hey, Kenny, are you listening to me?! What the hell, dude." Kyle looked down at the blonde, annoyed. "Do you have ADHD or something?"
"You smell nice~" Kenny replied, nuzzling closer to the geeky redhead.
"E-eh, okay…" Kyle stammered in response, somewhat flustered. "…S-so, like I was saying, you take the -34, and-"
Kenny snaked his arms around Kyle's waist, taking him by surprise and pulling him onto his lap.
"Gah! K-kenny!" Kyle stuttered, shoving against his chest and flushing a light shade of pink. "'Lemme go!"
Kenny tightened his grip on Kyle, pulling him closer and looking up at him.
"I'm sick of studying. Can't we do something a little more fun?" He complained, his lips curling upwards in a light smirk.
"N..no! Seriously, Kenny, midterms start on Monday!" Kyle complained, wiggling about in the others lap in an attempt to get away.
"Yeah, and it's only Friday. Come on, Kyle, have some fun for once. You're such a study hound." Kenny brought a hand up, brushing a few stray red curls out of the other's face.
"Study hound?! I am NOT a study-!" Kyle was cut off as Kenny abruptly leaned forward and pressed his lips against the other's in a soft, chaste kiss. Pulling back and hovering an inch or so from his mouth, the blonde smirked mischievously. "Are too." He teased, nipping at his bottom lip.
The Jew bit down on his lip, looking torn, before responding. "….F..fine. I guess we can take a break…but then, we're getting right back to-"
"YES!" Kenny cried out in victory, cutting the redhead off, and quickly stood from the chair, lifting Kyle with him and ignoring his sounds of protest. He threw him down on the bed, not attempting to be gentle at all, and quickly climbed on top of him, grinning. Kyle just flushed and looked away, embarrassed. What had he gotten himself into?