Title: Things That
Author: Aria Delanc
Summary: Work.
Rating: M
Pairings: KennyKyle
Disclaimer: I wish.
Notes: I read the new chapter of Deliverance, and then I took a bath. I broke the curtain and have boo-boos. That's all right though, 'cause I have pickle-shaped band-aids with free pickle pendant.
We don't have to make sense. Because we're in fucking love.
Kyle steady breaths echoed through the disheveled bathroom. Drops of water fell from his flaming hair. It almost irritated him that they fell inconsistently.
He laughed to himself, realizing his arms were still raised, hands still gripping the shower curtain rod. The curtain itself lay in a heap next to the bath tub. Some water from his hair got into his eye, but he blinked that away. Sighing, he let go of the pole.
The water was still turning red, he observed. It was already pretty red, and Kyle had to wonder if maybe Kenny had more insides than normal people did. That wouldn't make much sense though, since he was so skinny, but perhaps in a kind of imaginary place that Kenny was aware of somehow, there were extra organs and parts. And that could be how he came back in full. Sighing again, Kyle slid Kenny's now limp member out of him and dismounted the boy he' been straddling. The boy he'd been having sex with. The boy he'd just impaled with a shower curtain pole. The boy he loved.
Stepping out from the tub, Kyle pursed his lips at the fact that his beloved's dear eyes were open. He would hate to have anything mar them. He reached down to close them, kissing both fingers before sliding the lids over the glossy blue eyes.
He walked over to the mirror, stretching his arms. The pole wasn't as sharp as he thought it would be and he'd missed by a few inches thus piercing (more like cracking, actually) a rib or two.
He took a towel and patted himself dry. The white towel was then blooming pink splotches. He looked back for a second, at the near-vertical pole jutting from his darling's colon. He considered pulling it out, but decided it was too much work.
"It's the same color as your hair." He meant the water.
The hair Kyle was rubbing softly with the towel. "Did you die?" Kyle heard sloshing and a squelch sound, the sound of metal clanging and more sloshing.
Kenny came up beside him with another towel, wrapping the new one around the Jew's shoulders. "Yes."
"Oh."
"You were great."
"You too." Kyle turned and tip-toed slightly to kiss Kenny on the side of his mouth. "I think dinner's gonna be ready soon. We should hurry up."
"Mmm…yeah," Kenny spoke into his hair, without any real intention of hurrying, really.
Kyle ran his hands down Kenny's abdomen, his teeth forming a helpless grin. "You're amazing."
We don't have to make sense. Because we're in fucking love.
They fucked in a bath tub and Kyle stabbed him. That's pretty much it.
Yeah, it's hangs. I coulda put it it in We Are Flowers but the other stories shunned it and it was forced to be posted an outcast
.Review, please!