Disclaimer: Do not own them.
Title: Number Sixty-Nine: Annoyance
Summary: Craig is an annoying, lying, little bastard in Kenny's eyes. CraigKenny
Warnings: Yaoi Cussing PWP (Kinda)OOC
Couple: CraigKenny
Written By: Shino
Inspired By: . . . Eating fruit.
Comments: D:

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Number Sixty-Nine: Annoyance
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"Yo, pass the popcorn." Kenny said quietly to the teen beside him, not taking his eyes off the movie.

"No." Craig replied, moving the bag out of reach of the blonde. "It's mine."

Kenny's mouth twitched and he forced himself to look away from the TV screen. "Oh, come on. You'll get fat if you eat all that."

Flipping Kenny off by reflex, Craig shook his head. "Nope, I've got a fast metabolism."

"Ooo," Kenny pretended to flinch at the gesture and turned back to the movie to see some guy trying to scramble through a maze of razor wires. "You're harsh." He slouched and crossed his arms.

Craig watched the blonde for a moment before looking away also.

"Can I have some popcorn?" Someone on the floor near Craig's feet asked.

Craig smiled a bit. "Sure, Kyle." Handing the popcorn over, he glanced at Kenny.

Kenny sent him a fleeting look.

The movie passed by with a couple of incidents. One involved Stan and Kyle arguing over something that ended in them wrestling. The other was when Kenny yelled 'KISS HIM GODDAMMIT!' out at the end of the movie when the doctor was cupping the other guys face.

"Man," Kyle said flopping back. "I'm ganna have nightmares. Ugh, I hate horror movies."

"Then why'd you come?" Kenny inquired, leaning forward.

Kyle tilted his head and looked at the blonde. "Because Stan asked me to come with him."

Stan nodded in agreement, arms still around the Jew's waist.

"And you two aren't gay huh?" Kenny asked doubtfully, his right eyebrow raising.

Craig sniggered and stretched. "Okay guys, you don't have to go home, but you can't fuck here."

Making an offended noise, Kyle dragged himself, and Stan, up and stomped out the front door.

Kenny was decidedly more sluggish, he had come over here with the bribe of free food, and yet, he never got any.

And it would seem Craig was aware of this as he dramatically started to clean his living room and throwing all the excess food away.

"Hey, feed me, you told me you would."

"I did, did I?"

"Yep, now gimmie." Unable to help himself, Kenny raised his hands and made grabbie motions.

Contemplating over what to do with the plate full of sandwiches in his hands, Craig looked to Kenny with a smirk. "What will you do for it?"

Kenny instinctually drew his hands back to his body and glared. "I don't know, it depends."

Walking closer, but not close enough for Kenny to jack a sandwich, Craig repeated his question. "What will you do for it?"

Kenny finally got the underlying message and his lips twitched up. "Huh, I always thought that you would crack for the twitcher or the crybaby."

Then, Kenny found himself back on the couch with a slightly pissed off teen covering his mouth with his own.

Altogether, the situation wasn't so bad.

Plus, he was ganna get some food by the end of it all.

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Started this a while ago, just now got around to finishing it.

Not what I planned, but hey, it's not so bad right?

Though, I'm still 'iffy on if I actually like this couple or not.

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