Part Two of Two

Kenny McCormick didn't come to school the day after he had such nice sex with Craig. Whenever Kyle or Stan would ask he'd make a monotonous joke regarding how good he had fucked Kenny. Realistically Craig was worried.
Especially when one day of absence expanded into two, then three, then the week was gone. Craig was worried. He didn't know what to do.

Then Kenny showed up. It had been a while. He was wearing his parka and had his fringe covering one eye. Craig watched as Kenny walked into school as if nothing had happened at all. Kenny and Craig usually ignored each other during school hours, but Kenny never even texted him while he was gone.

By the time lunch had come around, everyone had already asked Kenny where he had been. Kenny said he had to go away for a few days to go see some family in the town over. It wasn't as interesting as everyone had hoped, so halfway through lunch people left him alone.
Craig stormed up to Kenny and grabbed a firm hold of his wrist. Kenny hissed in pain but Craig ignored him. He dragged him out of the cafeteria and towards the unused janitor closet. He pushed Kenny in and then shut the door behind him. He turned on the lights and locked the door.

"Oh- I didn't know you missed me this much~" Kenny flirtatiously smirked. "I'm sorry to disappoint you but I'm not in the mood today. Maybe after school." Kenny's words only cemented Craig's worried theory.

"Take off your clothes," Craig said with a grunt.

"No… I told you I'm not in the mood Tucker," Kenny sighed with irritation. Craig rolled his eyes.

"Tell me what's wrong with you." His voice was sterner than usual and it made Kenny feel uneasy. He stayed still, not knowing what to do. Craig reached forwards and he touched Kenny's blond hair. It was so obviously hiding his eye. He pulled at the hair and could see a dark blue and purple bruise. Craig pursed his lips and removed Kenny's hood. He pulled it down and frowned at Kenny's face. There were red marks around Kenny's neck; the marks were red and light blue and they were defiantly bruises in the shape of fingers. Kenny's lip had clearly been split but was healing. The black eye along with everything else so far brought worry to Craig.
"It was your father wasn't it…?" Craig deduced in a small voice. Kenny just rolled his eyes and stepped back. He pulled the orange hood up and grunted.

"You don't know shit," Kenny hissed. "Stay away from me." Kenny said before pushing past Craig and storming out the door. Craig knew that he was right. He knew what had happened to Kenny. It was obvious and Craig couldn't help but feel guilty, despite not knowing why he felt this way or why Kenny was hurt the way he was.

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A week had passed since Kenny returned to school. That was when rumours had started to go around the school. Someone heard that Kenny's dad had beaten him for being gay with one of the kids at school, but no one knew who it was. The word of Kenny being gay with someone seemed to be more important than the whole being beaten by his dad scenario.
While Kenny walked through school, he could basically hear as the original word of mouth changed. People were saying he missed a week because he was sent off to Bi-Curious camp, others said he was on romantic get away with a guy from a different school. He even heard some people say that he was off snorting crack off some guys' cock. The idea was more appealing than the actual rumour in Kenny's mind, but he hated that so many people were talking about him. It made him feel alone and very isolated from everybody.

That's when Kenny figured the best way to get everyone to stop talking about his side of the drama. He realised that he needed to start a rumour of his own. It started with him approaching Bebe before school. He mentioned he and Craig had a thing, and by lunch time word that Craig was why Kenny was sent away for a week circulated throughout the whole of South Park High School. During lunch Eric walked up to Kenny with a teasing smirk.

"So Craig beat you up hey? That's why you weren't here? Waiting for your little pussy ass wounds to heal?" Eric Cartman teased.

"What?" Kenny asked harshly.

"Clyde said that you and Craig were fucking- and- and you guys got into this huge fight- and Craig totally beat your ass! In more ways than one!" Cartman excitedly proclaimed.

"What the fuck dude?" Kenny said, clearly offended. That's not how the rumour was supposed to go. That barely fixes anything. And now Eric Cartman is up his ass about it.

"Aw what's wrong? Scared I'm gonna beat you like Craig did?" Eric teased. This made Kenny furious. The only time Craig ever hurt him physically was when he was tied down to the bed and begging for his master of that hour of sex to punish him harder. Craig knew that Kenny would beat him in any kind of fight.

"That's not even what fucking happened-" Kenny wanted to argue but Eric cut him off anyway.

"Talk about it with Clyde not me." He said triumphantly since he had done his job of the asshole of the school; which was trigger Kenny. Fuck did he trigger Kenny.
Kenny didn't hesitate to get up and hunt Clyde down. He didn't mind the other rumours since they were kind of interesting, but Kenny knew how to fight, and he knew how to fight good. He wasn't going to sit around and let everyone think he was Craig's bitch. That's for him and Craig to know only.

Clyde was leaning against some lockers smirking at Bebe. He was obviously having some kind of flirty conversation with the curly haired blonde girl. Kenny was beyond mad. He stormed over and grabbed Craig by his collar and pushed him up against the lockers.

"I was NOT beaten up by Craig! What the fuck dude?" Kenny yelled. Clyde's eyes widened and he tensed up.

"What? Oh-" Clyde was temporarily confused until he realised what happened. He rolled his eyes and released a strained chuckle. "Craig said it not me. Well I heard from Craig and I passed it on." Clyde seemed stupidly smug, and Kenny was smart enough to know he shouldn't be wasting his time on him.
He released Clyde and watched as he fixed his shirt. He then looked to the side and he saw Craig staring from the end of the hallway. Kenny's eyebrows narrowed and he grunted.

"Oi fucking come here!" He yelled out to Craig, who simply shrugged and went to continue his walk down the hallway. Kenny was tired. He was sore. And he was done.

Kenny balled his hand into a fist and he ran at Craig. His hood fell behind him and his hair pushed back as he jumped Craig in the hallway. He threw his fist forwards and was able to strike Craig's jaw. Craig stumbled backwards and stood up straight. He rubbed his now sore jaw and he glared down at Kenny before throwing his own punch forwards. Kenny dodged the punch and hit Craig in the gut; making Craig cough and stumble backwards.
Craig growled and ran forwards, punching Kenny's face as hard as he could and wrapping his arms around him. Craig tackled Kenny to the ground and got on top of him. His height had the advantage now, as he could lean over Kenny's body and continuously punch Kenny's face. Each time Craig's fist collided with his face made Kenny become angrier. His anger fuelled him to kick upwards and throw Craig off him.
He straddled Craig's body and threw down as many hard punches as he could. A group of people had surrounded them. They were cheering and Eric was, of course, the one cheering the most. He was excited to watch Kenny and Craig rip at each other.

They fought hard until the principle came and finally separated them. There was no clear winner. They were dragged away from each other panting with all kinds of blood dripping down their faces. They sat outside Mackey's office with their arms crossed and faces throbbing. Craig looked over at Kenny then snorted.

"You're a dick," Craig said with an eyeroll.

"NO, you are." Kenny said with a grunt. He closed his eyes and leaned back before standing up. "Let's ditch before he opens the door." Kenny said before turning his head and beginning to walk. Craig looked at him, thinking about how stupid he is before he got up and walked along side Kenny.

"Kenny! Craig! We need to talk!" Mackey yelled from his office. Kenny and Craig just looked at each other before running out of the school while laughing.

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Roof top drinks were one of Kenny and Craig's favourite ways of dealing with shit that was going on in their lives. It was midnight and no one was awake except for them. They climbed onto Craig's roof with a bottle of vodka to share between them. Craig took a long sip and then scrunched up his face.

"So what happened?" He asked as the bitter alcohol lingered on his tongue. "You still never told me what happened."

"Why should I?" Kenny spat as he took the alcohol and chugged down a bit for himself. He burped and leaned back so he could look up at the sky. "Why'd you tell everyone you beat me up?"

"Would you prefer I told them it was your dad? It was obvious you were beaten up by someone." Craig grabbed at the cheap alcohol and he sighed. Kenny felt conflicted. They were both bruised up over the dumb situation.

"Someone told dad that we fuck," Kenny muttered. "He didn't like the idea of me being a fag, even though I've brought girls home before." Kenny rolled his eyes. He felt disgusting.

"I'm sorry for telling everyone I beat you up," Craig said in a genuinely apologetic voice. Kenny nodded and crossed his arms behind his head.

"Sorry for beating you up," he said with a chuckle. "I haven't been allowed home for ages man. Can I crash here?" Kenny asked. Craig usually didn't let Kenny stay over, since they strictly were only fuck buddies and that kind of thing was intimate and for couples.

"Whatever. You know how to get in," Craig said as he stood up. "Be careful getting down." Kenny watched as Craig had his final sip of vodka before he got off the roof and went back to his room. Kenny tossed the rest of the bottle off the roof and laid there on his own for a bit. He laid there and thought about everything that had happened to do with Craig and how his father reacted. He pulled his phone out and he texted Craig.

[ Ken – gonna quickly head home. C u l8ter ]

Craig checked his phone when he saw the notification. He was worried, but he was too proud to admit that he was. He just rolled his eyes and decided to head to bed.

Going home wasn't the best idea that Kenny had ever had. He walked in and his parents were glaring at him from their spots on the couch. Stuart stood up and walked towards Kenny. The boy tensed and looked down at the floor.

"I'm sorry dad," he said with hatred. Stuart glared down at his son. "You never gave me the chance to tell you it was just a rumour. It's not even true." Kenny tried to lie, but Stuart wasn't buying into it.

"Don't be so stupid Kenny." The words were stupidly comforting. Kenny felt scared beyond belief, but he knew he came here for a reason. "I know you're lying." His father said as he grabbed a hold of Kenny's collar. Kenny flinched and closed his eyes tightly.

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Kevin called the police on how his father was acting. Kenny ran out of the house as soon as possible. He had tears and blood running down his face. He felt beaten up and ugly. He felt useless and he felt like shit. His body and his emotions were aching. He limped to Craig's house. He closed his eyes and walked there blindly. His head was throbbing with a piercing headache. He walked to the backdoor then texted for Craig to come down.

Craig checked his phone in the middle of the night. He's a light sleeper, so the vibrations on the bedside table had woken him up. He dragged himself downstairs and opened the backdoor when he saw Kenny.
Kenny heard the door open and he smiled a large, broken smile up at Craig. He started crying, but he refused to let his grin fade.

"Hey dude, can I borrow your shower?" He said with a chuckle. Craig frowned and nodded.

"Yeah man… come in…" Kenny stayed on the floor after Craig spoke. He leaned down and helped Kenny up. Kenny's clothes were ripped and there was more blood then skin on him. "I thought the blood was meant to stay inside your body."

"Not when your Kenny McCormick," Kenny said with a laugh. Craig helped get Kenny upstairs where he helped clean him off. He took Kenny out of all his ripped and filthy clothes.
Craig gave Kenny a soothing sponge bath. He was careful around the areas where Kenny had been badly hurt. He patched Kenny up and got him some ice for his bruises. Kenny felt weird because he never knew that Craig would take such good care of him.

Once Kenny was laying in Craig's bed, Craig turned off his bedroom light and sat beside him. He looked over Kenny's injured body and he closed his eyes with a sigh. He didn't need to ask to know what had happened to his friend.

"That must have fucking hurt," he said as he faced Kenny better. Kenny snorted and looked at Craig with a stupidly happy face. There was nothing more endearing then a beaten and fucked up Kenny smiling at him.

"You fucking bet it did," Kenny said with a sigh. "Come ride my dick so I don't have to think about the pain." Kenny said with a cheeky smirk. Craig rolled his eyes, because of course, only Kenny McCormick could be bruised and bandaged and still want sex.

"You're absolutely ridiculous." Craig said as he sat up and removed his pants and underwear. He had to think about that though. What was more ridiculous anyway? Kenny's request for sex, or him agreeing to it?

Craig was sitting on Kenny's lap. His ass was raised in the air a bit as he reached back to rub his lube coated fingers over his asshole. His fingers slipped around the outer ring before he pressed two inside him. Kenny's hand held both of their dicks, and he made sure they were grinding them together while Craig prepared himself. Craig panted and closed his eyes while he played with his own asshole. Kenny watched him with a harsh bite of his lip. Moonlight was gently filtering in through the window and it made Craig's skin glow.

"You're beautiful," Kenny commented in a stupidly loving voice. Craig snorted a nasally kind of chuckle in response.

"That's gay," Craig said as he rolled his hips forwards so he could further grind his dick against Kenny's. They both released low moans as they rubbed their dicks together. Craig panted then raised his hips when he felt like his asshole was loose enough. "I'm getting on now." He announced in a gruff voice.
Kenny agreed with a happy hum. He held his dick up so that it was easier for Craig to lower himself down on to. Craig chuckled, the thought of everything that had happened recently seeming so dumb now that they were literally fucking away their problems. He slowly started to lower himself down onto Kenny's dick, which made him whimper. Craig's long legs bent beside him as he squatted down and pressed his ass to Kenny's thighs. He felt full of Kenny and it made his body arch forwards with pleasure. His hole clenched and unclenched around Kenny's erection and it made Kenny moan rather loudly.

Kenny reached up to hold onto either side of Craig's face. He chuckled huskily. Craig didn't even need to ask Kenny about what he was thinking. He relaxed himself down and moaned shakily. He trembled at the overwhelming fullness he felt in his ass. He whimpered and held onto Kenny's shoulders, which made Kenny groan in pain.

"Ah- shit sorry-" Craig said. He looked down at Kenny's properly naked body and he felt an intense tingle within him. His dick leaked precum and he leaned forwards and kissed Kenny's swollen and cut lips.

They felt complete when they were with each other. Neither of them had to think. Kenny enjoyed being able to touch Craig despite his own physical pain. It was stupidly comforting for them both. This kind of thing became habit for them; fucking whenever bad shit was going on around them. And somehow, these two dickheads found a stupid kind of love in it I don't fucking know ayeho papi *bows* I can't believe I'm ending the fic like this lmao guess they also ran away together on ManBearPig or some shit and made gay babies with [insert more south park references here]

~ A/N: This fic was entirely fictional, I don't own any of the characters or anything to do with south park blah blah blah. I wrote this to try and get back into the swing of writing it isn't meant to be perfect. It's also late at night (or early in the morning hm?) and I have like 3 assignments due so whoopee! Thanks for reading tho lmao xo ~