Kenny Pulled up to the Elementary school play Area Looking for a certain small Blonde. Said Blonde Was spotted on the Swings In a light blue hoodie, Grey Skinny jeans, and TOMS. Kenny Parked the Car and Began to walk to the Boy. When he was Close enough he yelled, "Second time this week Butters."
Butters looked up Shocked as Kenny sat in the swing next to him, "I know I'm real Sorry Kenny."
"Don't be; I just worry. We've gotten to be good friends, and I need to know you're safe." Kenny smiled and opened his arms for the much smaller boy. Butters Blush, and was hesitant, but crawled into the boys lap. As soon as Kenny wrapped his arms around the boy He took a deep breath.
Butters got used to the Feeling of Kenny's warm body and cuddled closer, "Can I stay with you tonight?"
Kenny Shrugged, "I don't see why not."
Kenny Watched as the boy smiled with Relief. Kenny had discovered that Butters dad had begun beating him when Kenny had caught the boy showering one morning in the Locker rooms. He saw the bruises on the small, but toned, Torso. Kenny gave the boy his number and told him to call when he needed. Soon it became more and more routine. Kenny didn't mind because he knew the boy was safe. Kenny had to admit to himself that he developed a crush on the boy. He felt Butters was the only person in this world who he should be cared about because the two were in the same boat. Both of their parents could give two shits about them.
Kenny knew that Butters was going to be the one person he'd be able to be completely real with, and no other person could do that. Kenny Cared. He cared enough not to take advantage of Butters. He cared enough not to want anything from anyone, but him. There was something about Butters that changed Kenny, and made him a new and better person. There was a part of Kenny who only wanted Butters, and that part of him cared.
Kenny led the boy to the parked car. He made sure that he was careful; he didn't know the extent of the damage yet.
The car ride was silent; the only sound was the wind and the faint sound of the radio. Kenny watched the road, but he could feel that the windows were open. He liked the feeling of Colorado's Pre-summer winds on his face, and Butters felt the same way. Soon Kenny heard the boy snoring next to him.
Kenny knowing this was the first time Butters must have slept in a long time. After pulling into his grease stained driveway he sat and watched the boy sleep. Kenny didn't want to disturb the boy so; Kenny quietly got out of the car and went to the passenger's side. Kenny picked up Butters off the seat bridal style. Butters wrapped his arms around Kenny's neck like a small child pretending to be asleep in the car, but Kenny knew better because he knew that Butters was a heavy sleeper when in safe hands and safe hands that happened to be his. Kenny didn't mind though.
By the time they got to bed room Butters was half asleep—or half awake—so Kenny sat him on the bed. He threw the Boy the bag of spare clothes he kept in Kenny's closet.
Butters rubbed his eyes, "Kenny will you turn on the light?"Kenny flipped the switch next to his bed room. Kenny saw for the first time that night what happened to Butters. He had a split at the top of his forehead that was held together by butterfly stitches, the whole left side bruised along with it, and a fat lip.
Kenny walked over and gently cupped the boys chin and tilted him to the left to get a better look, "What did he do slam the left side of your face into a wall?"
"Close. The corner of a coffee table a couple times too many."
"Do you need ice?"
"You're just trying to find a reason to get out of the room to put another hole in your house," He said as he took off his Shirt and hoodie to change into a new one to sleep in.
Kenny took a deep breath, "What did you do this time?"
"Well I guess I talk to him with no respect," He said fully dressed in pajamas.
"Good and you shouldn't. Men who beat their kids are pussies who don't deserve respect."
Suddenly Butters grabbed Kenny's face and cupped it with both his hands, "Kenny calm down. I'm here now okay?" Butters kissed him on the cheek and headed back towards the bed.
Kenny changed into comfortable clothes and got into the bed with the other boy who crawled closer against Kenny's chest. Kenny wrapped his arms tightly around Butters. He could feel Butters' breath on his neck as he slowly went back into his slumber. His blonde locks lightly brushing the bottom of Kenny's chin.
Kenny kissed the top of the boy's head; fighting off the urge to cry even the slightest bit. That's when Kenny knew that for the first time in his life he was in love. The school man whore had his heart stolen the sweet and innocent boy in his arms.
Kenny knew it by the sickening pain in his chest to see Butters' beautiful smile slide off his face over the years. Kenny memorized every face butters had ever made since they had become so close, but he feared that, that smile would soon be forgotten. Kenny already struggled to imagine that smile.
Kenny listened to the boy's steady breathing. He felt his heart beat at a slower rhythm. Kenny ran his fingers through Butters' hair wishing he was awake to hear Kenny whisper, "I love you Leopold Stoch."
Kenny fell asleep soon after holding the boy in his arms.
A/N: I never see a softer side in Kenny in Fan Fictions so I decided that he needed one. I'm going to continue this, but I really don't know when the chapters will be up so bear with me okay? =]
