Kenny x Kyle

I don't own I just ship it

"I wish you wouldn't read that in front of me."

Kenny looked up from the page to see Kyle glaring at him.

"Why it's just a magazine?"

"A magazine with naked women on it."

Kenny placed the magazine down on his nightstand and turned towards the red head. It was always like this. Whenever Stan said something or did something that hurt Kyle he would go to Kenny's house instead of confronting Stan. It didn't really bother Kenny though, whenever this routine of sorts happen Kyle would rent movies and buy pizza before coming over. He must have learned from the first time that Kenny didn't have the necessities for their ritual.

First they start by popping in a movie, then eating pizza. Finally Kyle would rant about Stan while they both ignore whatever is playing.

"So what did Stan do now?"

Kyle's face lit up bright red. He bowed his head trying to cover his deep blush.

"How did you know?"

"Because it's always about Stan, Kyle."

Kyle met eyes with Kenny. A shocked expression lingered on his face.

"Is that all I really talk about?"

Interested in Kyle's new tone Kenny nodded his head. His eyes turned from piercing green to melancholy hazel.

"I'm sorry Kenny; I didn't realize that all I do is talk about him. You must think I'm a horrible friend."

"Why would I think that?" Kenny questioned.

"Because we have spent so much time together and instead of worrying about your feelings I've been caught up in mine."

Kyle started to tear up, "I didn't even consider if you wanted to hear it or not, I… just…"

Kyle began to sob. Wet tears rolled down his crimson face dropping to the floor below. Kenny was shocked. In all the years him and Kyle have been friends he had never seen him cry, let alone sob. Kyle didn't like to show sensibility. If he did Cartmen would crack on him for it. Kenny frowned, narrowing his brow he moved over next to Kyle.

"Kyle…"

Kyle jumped when hearing his name, but didn't stop crying. Kenny carefully snaked his arms around Kyle, pushing him into an embrace.

"Kyle, why are you crying? I don't think you are a bad friend, a matter of fact I think your my best friend."

Kyle's sobbing slowed into gentle tears. He sunk into Kenny's embrace allowing his body to be surrounded by Kenny's heat. He looked up to see Kenny smiling down at him.

"Kyle you're the most important person to me. So if you want to express your feelings to me I'll be more than glad to listen to you."

He relaxed in Kenny's grip. His words had soothed him back to his calm self.

"Kenny, am I really the most important person to you?"

Kenny grabbed Kyle by the chin moving their faces closer together. Then he gave Kyle a quick peck on his forehead. Blushing Kyle buried his head into Kenny's chest.

"So Kyle what did Stan do?"

Smiling Kyle looked up with bright eyes

"He was making fun of the orange coat that my most important person wears."