It was dark outside. Kenny and Butters walked through the snowy land mass that was now South Park. They held hands. They watched each other's breathing patterns intently, as lovers tend to do. Wondering if their lover's next heartbeat will be their last, and what they would do if their lover died. Morbid, but completely normal.
Kenny was the first to speak.
"Butters?"
"Yeah Kenny?" Butters moved a little bit closer to Kenny, partly for the warmth and partly because he could now. Ever since they had gotten together Butters felt privileged when it came to Kenny.
"I wanna' ask you something." Kenny stopped his steady pace and Butters did the same. Kenny turned to face Butters who was purposely avoiding his gaze.
"Can I stay over at your house tonight?" Kenny's words fell all around Butters, floating down like the snow.
"Are you okay, Butters?" Kenny slowly spun his boyfriend towards him.
"I don't know, Ken. My parents would be awful sore if they found out I let you stay the whole night. They might think I was gay or something."
Kenny let out a loud laugh and smiled down at Butters. "Because we all know you're not gay or anything right? Straightest boy I know."
Butters laughed too and tightened his grip on Kenny's hand. "You can stay the night. But why, Ken?"
"I just don't wanna' go home tonight. I really don't wanna' go anywhere without you." After saying that, Kenny fake coughed. "Man, this weather is somethin' huh?"
Butters didn't hear a word Kenny said about the weather. His knees were already giving out. He only held himself together with the sheer force of will. Butters felt like a princess….which was so not right. He was losing more man points every second he was in Kenny land.
Butters let go of Kenny's hand and continued their descent down the walkway. "Let's go!" He screamed back at Kenny. Then he had an idea. "I'll race you!"
Butters without looking back to see if Kenny was even racing behind him, ran on fleeing past the winter frosted houses, and the ice picks hanging from their once harmless mailboxes.
Now they were mailboxes of icy death.
In his carefree moments, Butters neglected to realize that there was a thin sheet of glass in the driveway of his house.
Butters soon regretted his neglect as he felt gravity's sudden betrayal.
And then he felt something keeping him from busting his head against the driveway, keeping him from busting anything against the driveway really.
Kenny was holding Butters in his arms like a ragdoll.
"You're so lucky…." Kenny panted. "I'm fast."
Butters let himself down from Kenny's arms and huffed. "Son of a biscuit! I could've had a concussion."
Butters straightened himself out and grinned at Kenny. "I still won though. Fair and square."
"And here's your prize. " Kenny proceeded to kiss Butters sloppily in front of his house. Butters didn't protest and silently wrapped his arms around Kenny. They stood entwined, freezing and happy as hell.
Until Butters' mom opened the front door.
"AHHHHHH! BUTTERS! WHAT IS THIS?!" His mom exclaimed, the fresh batch of butter cookies she had baked went flying all over her frost bitten front lawn. The sound of cookie meeting ice was the soundtrack for Butters and Kenny for a good 10 seconds.
"N-n-nothing mom! I was just. Kenny just. I was just…." Butters was stuttering badly. His nerves were as scattered as the cookies.
"Sorry about that Ms. Stotch. I was just testing to see if Butters was gay. Congratulations, he's not." Kenny beamed at Ms. Stotch who thankfully sighed.
"Well that's wonderful news, Kenny. Butters I expect you to be in bed by 9. And take a shower, you look cold and disgusting." Ms. Stotch grimaced at her son and then smiled brightly at Kenny.
"See you boys inside." She seemed to ignore the mess her cookies had created on the front lawn and walked back inside the house casually.
"Dude, something's seriously wrong with your mom." Kenny patted Butters on the back. "Sorry you have to live with that until….forever."
Butters exhaled heavily. "I'm gonna' take a shower."
Butters headed inside, motioning behind him for Kenny to follow. Kenny fought his instincts and left the cookies where they were on the lawn. He was always raised by the 5 minute rule. Food fell on the ground 5 minutes ago? Still good.
Kenny closed the door behind him and saw Butters hopping upstairs.
"BUTTERS. DID YOU MAKE YOUR MOTHER SPILL THE COOKIES ALL OVER THE LAWN?" A deep thunderous voice came from Butters' living room.
Butters stopped mid-hop.
"…..Yes." Butters squeaked out the answer.
"BUTTERS DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK YOUR MOTHER TO MAKE THOSE? SON, YOU'RE GROUNDED. AND TELL YOUR LITTLE FRIEND I SAID HI."
Kenny assumed Butters' dad meant him when he said little friend.
Butters seemed numb to his dad's punishment and happily continued up the steps. Kenny quietly followed.
When Kenny reached Butters' bedroom, Butters already had his shirt and pants off. He stood in his Captain Planet boxers. He tipped an imaginary hat in Kenny's direction.
"Welp, I'll be getting in the shower now, Ken. You can go next if you want." Butters started for the bedroom door. Kenny backed against the door, closing it completely.
"Next? Why can't I go with you?" Kenny smirked. "I know how much you like to conserve. Save water, Butters. Shower with me."
The pick up line was way over Butters' head. He didn't even respond to it."Well golly gee, Ken. I don't think that's appropriate with my parents in the house-"
Kenny smashed his lips against Butters and in an instant pulled them away. It was a simple, desperate kind of kiss. It lacked class, grace and everything good that could come with a kiss. It was just a begging motion of lips meeting lips.
"Alright." Butters agreed and pushed Kenny slightly off the door. "I'm still going in first. Wait a while, then come in. So my parents don't get suspicious."
Kenny watched Butters walk down the hall. As soon as Butters was in the bathroom, Kenny followed.
"K-k-kenny?! I told you to wait a while-"
"Yeah, I heard that Butters." Kenny began to take off his hoodie and pants hastily, letting them fall to the floor carelessly. Kenny moved towards Butters, resting his hands on the walls behind Butters' head.
"You just looked so cute when your mom caught us." Kenny kissed Butters' neck lightly.
"Talking about my mom while making moves on me is a horrible turn off Kenny." Butters shuddered. "In fact, it's kinda' perverted. Are you a pervert, Kenny?"
Kenny lifted an eyebrow. He pulled his hands from behind Butters and instead placed them on the shower's faucet. He turned it once and an army of water droplets pummeled the bathroom's innocent pink tub.
It was great symbolism for what he planned on doing with Butters in the shower right now.
"Come on." Kenny held out a hand for Butters.
Butters took it and got in the shower, Kenny followed suit.
Kenny kissed Butters' forehead. "I'm a pervert, just like those guys your parents tell you to never take candy from." Kenny pulled Butters closer to him in the shower.
"But don't strangers have the best candy?" Butters kissed Kenny's lips and grinned.
Nothing too interesting happened after that. Just two random boys, in a medium-sized bathroom, enjoying a very cramped shower together.
Author's Note You Don't Need To Read: This is for Mizuni-no-neko! :D. haha. Random bold font. Ignore me.