CHAPTER ONE

"Hey cutie pie, you sleep well?" An all too familiar voice whispered in my ear soothingly. I smiled and rolled over. Butters Stotch smiled over me. "The best I have in weeks. I always sleep better knowing I'm with you." Butters smiled and pressed his velvety lips against my cheek.

It was early spring in South Park, and I was sleeping over at my boyfriend Butter's house. His parents let me sleep over every few weeks (they were just glad he had a friend) and my parents barely ever noticed if I was in or out of the house.

Butters and I had been dating for almost 6 months. We had told all of our friends about our relationship (except for Eric Cartman) and they all appreciated and encouraged us. It started after I travelled with Butters from Hawaii.

His parents told him about his Hawaiian heritage, and he and I went so he could have his hapanoa to control the intense anger he was having at the time. On the night we flew back to South Park, I walked Butters home.

"Hey Kenny, could I ask you a question?" He asked me nervously when we made it to the doorstep of his house. "Sure Butters, what's up?" I said thoughtfully. "Well…I just wanted to say I really appreciate you coming with me to Hawaii. You're the only kid who I think would have come after the way I treated everyone. You're really sweet and awesome, so I was wondering…would you go out with me?"

I would have thought the last kid Butters would ever go for would be the kid who smokes cigarettes in the park after school, sneaks playboy magazine in his schoolbooks to read in class, and sniffs glue during art class.

I wanted to say no, but it would be impossible for me to turn down sweet, innocent Butters. "Sure Butters, I'll pick you up on Sunday." Butters tried to hide a huge smile with his hand. "O...o...ok…see you Sunday." Butters rushed inside his house. I could hear him cheering through the door. I grinned and walked home.

Butters and I went for hot chocolate that Sunday. We spent the whole day together talking. The only other time I really spent with Butters other than Hawaii was when he was comforting me after I passed out after a bad drug trip sniffing cat urine. To be honest, I don't even know Butters that well.

"My parents don't know I'm gay," He told me while we were sitting on a park bench. "I hear them talk about me a lot…keep saying they're hoping I don't turn out a homosexual so they don't have to kick me out of the house." I put my arm around him. "I know what it's like to live in a homophobic family. I'm bi, and my Uncle came out last year and my Dad shunned him. He curses every time someone says his name.

I'd be out on the streets the second my parents caught me kissing a boy." I looked down at my shoes. "You can probably tell my parents don't exactly go out waving gay pride flags." Butters hugged me and smiled. "I'm glad we're friends Kenny."

I felt warm, like I was being wrapped up in a blanket and given a cup of tea. When he let me go, I felt cold and hollow.

I hung out with Butters every day for the next month. Stan and Kyle thought something was up. Cartman thought we were dating. After a while, things started changing. Little things like his smile, his laugh, the way he talked, the way he moved became so fascinating.

I cherished every moment we were together, and missed him and thought about what he was doing when we were apart. Did I have a crush on Butters? Did I…love him? We hung out at his house after a month. We were doing homework, and that was when I decided something needed to be said.

"Butters," I choked on my words. "Okay, plan this out carefully Mccormick," I thought to myself. "Don't just spit it out, ease your way into it." "I'm in love with you." I blurted. "Way to ease your way into it douche." I groaned to myself.

Butters went pale. "You do?" He asked nervously. I started sweating like a pig. "Yeah. Yeah I do." Butters beamed. "I-I love you too Kenny." He glowed. "I have since Hawaii." My heart pounded in my chest. I tried not to run around the room cheering. I took a deep breath. "So what should we do know?"

I asked calmly as I could. Butters kissed me on the cheek. "How about we forget the homework for tonight and have a little one on one time if you know what I mean." I let out a small yelp. "Yeah, I think I know what you mean." "Good." Butters said, standing up. "Let's go watch some TV." I face turned as red as an apple. "Um, yeah of course," I said awkwardly. "That's what I thought you meant."

…

I kissed Butter's nose and saw that he was lying in a sleeping bag right next me. "Why didn't you sleep in your bed?" I asked him. His parents would have shot me on sight knowing we were laying that close to each other.

"Once my parents fell asleep, I rolled my sleeping bag out next to you. I sleep better knowing you're right next to me. Plus I've been hearing noise under the bed and I wanted to make sure a monster wouldn't come and bite your head off while you were sleeping." I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Butters," I said, pushing his hair aside. "What would I ever do without you?"