Hi guys! This is a gift to Courtanie who moved in with her friend some place across the country. This is a house-warming/good luck present to her - Hoping she sees it anyway...

I don't own South Park - Matt and Trey do.

Kenny and Kyle walked away from the prom, feeling dejected.

"I can't believe it." Kyle sighed sadly. Both boys were looking forward to going to the prom together. They've been dating for 2 years and everyone seemed cool with it; despite the homophobic comments from Cartman - although he was just teasing - or just the homophobes in general.

Sheila, being the bitch that Kyle had no balls in admitting too, was trying - and succeeded - to not allow entry to young gays at the prom a month before they started dating.

"It'll work out, dude," Kenny smiled at him in response. The rain beating down over their heads, "We can still have our own little private prom. We don't need those assholes, right?"

"R-right.." Kyle gave a weak smile. Kenny was right, even if the little personal prom didn't work out, they'd still have each-other.

In comfortable silence, They wandered into Starks pond. They smiled at eachother as the moon reflected it's light down against the ground, making it glow. Rain shimmering in the natural light.

Kenny held out his hand. "May I take this dance, Ky?" He asked softly. Despite being the perverted asshole he usually was, Kenny still does know how to be romantic.

Kyle took his hand and he was instantly pulled close by the older boy. He began leading them gracefully along the snow, singing a soft song.

Even after all these years, he can still sing so beautifully Kyle thought to himself. He leaned his head against his shoulder and hummed along with him.

After some time, Kenny trailed off. He was still holding his Jew close and humming quietly to him. For him. Their bodies swayed elegantly in the limited space they had.

It was just them — no one was near; no one existed but them.

"I love you, Kenny…" Kyle murmured. Kenny hummed in response

Peaceful.

Tranquil.

Quiet.

They really needed this.

Kenny let go off Kyle and took his hand. He lead them off to a small, dry area and sat down. He pulled the petit boy into his lap and stroked through his soaked hair.

Together, they watched the rain splash on the ground. They didn't mind that they couldn't have some lousy prom.

"I can still have sex after this, right Jew?"

"Kenny, you asshole! You spoilt the moment!"

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