I don't own South Park.
It'll be day like everyday. I'll wake up first and just go take shower ignoring you still sleeping. When I'll be back you'll be already awake. We'll smile. Kiss and exchange 'I love you's as usually. Somewhere in between I attach 'fag' card to your shirt which I honestly hate.
Then I'll just go downstairs to kitchen for my everyday coffee. Just few minutes later you'll storm in crumbling paper in your pale hand and call me 'fat ass' I'll respond with usual 'Jew fag' and insults will run down from there.
Before we'll notice it we'll start fighting you'll punch me and I'll kiss you. You' ll fight at start but eventually give up.
And without anything said we'll somehow end back in bed.
When we'll be done you'll say I'm a pervert and fiend. I'll just laugh. 'We both are.' I'll mumble kissing you again and petting your ginger hair. Then I'll say I love you. You'll do the same and we'll forget what happened. Even with black eye I'll forgive you. Even if afterwards I have to take another shower and make another coffee. I'll forgive you.
No matter how many times we'll fight I'll forgive you. Because I know you love me. No one can take you away from me. We're far too deep in love for it to happen.
It might be childish. But I know that no matter how many times we fight we'll kiss and make up afterwards. Like kids. Well...
After all we're just bigger kids... Aren't we Kahl?