Flowers - K2

A soft billowing cloud passed them by overhead, covering the sun in a smudge of gray charcoal. The two of them sighed, nestling into the grass beneath their bodies, slightly grateful for the lessened intrusion of blinding light in their eyes.

"What's that one look like?" Kyle asked, gesturing his head slightly towards the grace-giving cloud.

"...Hm." Kenny cocked his head, staring at it thoughtfully. "A unicorn."

"What? Where the hell do you see a unicorn?" Kyle squinted, trying to see for himself.

Kenny pointed uselessly at the sky with a limp wrist, swirling it around the cloud to paint them both the picture. "Head, horn, body, it's all there, Dude. Why? What do you see?"

Kyle shrugged, "I don't know. A whale, honestly. See how fat it is?" he pointed with the blonde, their hands bumping lightly. "See the tail?"

"Understood. Narwal," Kenny snorted.

"Consensus agreed to," Kyle laughed softly. He put his hand down, running his fingers through his hair as he rested back atop the grass. He let out a deep sigh. "I love this time of year."

"Don't we all," Kenny mindlessly agreed, stretching out and yawning a bit. Honestly to him, it wasn't the season he cared for, he just loved his private chill times with Kyle. Nothing but the two of them talking about everything but what mattered. No one else intruding with something ridiculous. Just pure relaxation. His head fell to the side slightly, finding a patch of dandelions beside him. He sniffed slightly, grabbing the four in the patch and gently yanking them out of the ground. He grinned, waving two of them in Kyle's face. "For you, I give thee flowers," he decreed proudly.

"Kenny, dandelions are weeds."

"I know weed when I see it and this ain't it," he retorted. "Shut up and make your wish on 'em."

Kyle opened his mouth to lecture Kenny in another drug-related tangent, but just sighed tiredly, taking the weeds from his hand. The lecture could come another day. Right now the moment was too serene to ruin.

"Close your eyes and I'll count to three. Then make your wish and blow."

"That a sexual demand?" Kyle teased.

Ken winked, "only if you want it to be. Now come on, close 'em."

They both did so, Kenny counting slowly, his thoughts circling around his wishes as if his desperate voice would make them happen.

"1"..Never let these moments end

"2"...Let everything feel like a dream, but make it real

"3"...Please never forget me Kyle

They both blew against their dandelions, sending the seeds out towards the sky, watching as they danced against each other in the soft wind.

"What'd you wish for?" Kyle asked sleepily, his green eyes trained on the twirling stems.

"If I tell you it won't come true," Kenny replied softly, his own gaze staring at the entranced redhead. And I'm not going to risk that.