"Look kid, we don't run a fancy restaurant here, but we're not going to let you come to work looking and smelling like a meth head." The middle aged owner explained to his waiter, angry eyes glaring from behind a thick pair of glasses. Kenny simply nodded, frowning a bit.

"It's not really my fault, shower stopped workin' and I ain't gonna pay for someone to fix it." He frowned, his arms crossed at his chest. He removed his apron and grabbed his jacket, ready to leave as soon as this conversation was over.

"Just use someone elses shower, get out." the restaurant owner pointed hastily to the door and Kenny stomped out.

Craig was sitting on the couch, paying hardly any attention to the game he was playing on his Gameboy. He looked up when he heard the doorbell ring and went to get it.

"Hey." Kenny said as soon as the door was opened. Craig half smiled at him.

"Hey dude, need something?" The brunet asked him, letting him. Kenny pulled his hood down before speaking.

"How much would I have to pay to use your shower for a few weeks?" He asked, laughing a thoughtless chuckle.

"Dude, please use it for free." Craig responded, holding his fingers up to pinch his nose teasingly. Kenny nodded, grinning before running upstairs.

Kenny hummed quietly as he undressed, kicking off the last of his clothes before stepping into the shower. I wonder if he'll mind me using the hot water... the blond wondered, as he looked at the handle which controlled the temperature. Ah, screw it. He turned it up as hot as he could and sighed contentedly, finding a hot shower much preferable to his usual cold ones.

Kenny soon finished his shower, steam clouding the bathroom as he stepped out and put a towel around his waist. If the label on the shampoo bottle had anything to say about it, he now smelled less of 'homeless man,' and more of 'Sexy Citrus Blast.' He gasped in surprise when he felt hands around his waist, reaching his fist up to punch whoever was behind him.

"Agh! Fuck, man..." The other boy groaned, obviously Craig. Kenny turned around and glared at him.

"That's what ya get for sneaking up on me." He said, before eyeing Craig suspiciously. "You coming in here while I'm showering is kinda gay, ya know?"

"I'm aware of it." Craig said, his expression unchanging. After a few moments of awkward silence, Kenny began to laugh, Craig soon laughing as well. Both their faces were red, from the warmth of the room, and from the fairly odd nature of the situation.

The blond teen dressed himself and headed out of the bathroom, Craig holding onto his arm as he walked.

"You clingin' to me like that is kinda gay too." Kenny noted, a slightly frustrated sigh escaping his lips.

"If I didn't know that, I wouldn't be doing it." Craig smirked confidently at him, the other trying for a few moments to figure out what his friend was going on about this time. Kenny stood silently for a second or two, and moved his face closer to the other's, and before he knew it, he was kissing him.

The two of them stumbled onto Craig's bed, deepening the kiss and letting their hands wander across each others bodies. Kenny pulled away from the kiss for air, and looked down at Craig with a pleasantly surprised expression.

"Hm, I guess I'm kinda gay too."