The stars were just starting to show in the sky and Ike stood outside on his porch letting the cool air hit him. It was a particularly warm night for the perpetual winters of South Park. The Canadian was enjoying the sights around him, the crystal clear sound of an owl in the distance. Behind him the warm lights of Kyle's party shone into the snow, making it reflect and sparkle. Ike smiled at the view, tucking his hands into the warmth of his blue jacket, muscles straining the fabric a little. It would be his third growth spurt so far and at sixteen, Ike had a lot more growing to go.
Butters had snuck out to come to this party. It was probably a bad idea. Oh golly, he knew he was going to get grounded for it and this party wasn't even that good. He spent most of his time to sit in the corner just watching as Kenny groped on Kyle, Stan made out with Wendy, Tweak spazed out as per normalcy and Token hit on Red and Bebe at the same time. Butters had been hoping that Cartman would have shown up but since this was Kyle's party, he should have known better.
Taking another drink of his cup of spiked punch, Butters stepped out of his corner and moved to the two huge sliding glass doors that led to the backyard. At first he thought the figure out there was Craig, the black glossy hair, strong shoulders… But there was too much muscle mass there to be Craig. Butters couldn't put his finger on who that was so curiosity won over and he went out there, out into the cold that shocked him through his thin shirt. He shut the door behind him, seeing two deep blue eyes, the same color as the night sky above, landing on him. "Oh, hello?" He bit his lips, not expecting this. Was that Ike? He certainly grew up. Ike look really good in that blue jacket, that shaggy black hair, and that figure.
Ike hadn't expected someone to walk out here with him. Most people didn't like to go out into the cold with a party blasting in the warm inside. Ike turned and looked at…an angel? Blond hair created a halo around a baby face, the light from inside causing the hair to become almost see through and paler. The males frame was slender and cloaked in a pale pink v-neck shirt. It screamed gay and it made Ike suddenly laugh when the blond spoke in a timid shy voice. "Hey, I'm Ike Broflovski. Kyle's adopted little brother. And you?"
"Oh golly! It is you Ike. I'm Butters. I remember you from when you were younger, in kindergarten." Butters smiled when he said that, moving further out, punch still in hand as he moved and stood there beside Ike, looking up at the guy who was once so short. He hadn't realized how much Ike had grown up. "Do you remember me?" He hoped so. He wanted someone to finally be able to talk to. Everyone in the party was a bit boring…
Snow started to drift down around Ike and he shivered, smiling a little. "I do…I think." He didn't, at all. But he was cute and that was enough for Ike, who was just deciding on whether or not he wanted to explore how he felt about males. Sure he was physically attracted to them, but was about mentally? This he would have to explore later on and he figured Butters might just be game for this idea of a one night stand that was going on in his head. "You really remember me from kindergarten? Ha, I don't even remember myself from back then. Right now all I think about is my hockey." Snow started to fall heavier and Ike could see Butters shiver in nothing but his thin shirt. "Hey man, you look cold. If you wanted to escape the party, we can go up into my room and talk there instead. You know, if you want to, of course." Ike was being a little player now…