Kenny takes Wendy to the nurse for the second time that week, and leers like a perv as the old bat checks her ribs.
Eventually, Ms Ohldlahdy takes a hint and ushers Kenny out. Leaning in, she asks a question that has been on the tip of her tongue for the longest time.
"Is he your boyfriend yet?"
Wendy is stunned, unable to come back with a witty remark. Like hell he is. Just because he makes me feel like a freaking romance novel whenever I even hear his name?
Just because he doesn't poke and prod and ask awkward questions about the crap I'm going through?
Just because we sneak quick kisses behind everyone's back?
He's not my boyfriend.
"Yeah, our one month anniversary was three days ago."
Ms Ohldlahdy beams and pats her hand. "He is a rather strapping young man. If I was younger…" Here she giggled and blushed, covering her wrinkled, dusty-rose lips with an aged hand. Her cheeks turned light blush. "Well, let's just say he'd never see the light of day."
Wendy felt like puking.
:Error
His head was tilted back as they strolled down the town, off to drop Wendy at another of her therapeutic appointments. Kenny had showed up at her front step yet again, cigarette in mouth and hobo-gloved hand outstretched.
She had accepted its warmth, and off they went.
"So, uh…" Arriving at the front of the building, Kenny seemed to be at a lost for words to say, when they had been coming so easily only second before.
Wendy smiled and stretched onto her tiptoes, kissing him lightly on the cheek.
As she bounded up the steps, black hair whipping behind her in a flurry of deadly midnight leaves, Kenny felt his heart seize.
He was in love with an inferno.
He was in love with rage.
And that rage could only be a crackling blaze of Wendy.
AN: OHJEEBUSYOUGUISE. Thank you, everyone~ ;O;
My break from FF has brought me lots of clarity and inner peace. So, yeah, regular updates now. c:
Shout outs to Tinsly, Banana and Tuck. You know why.
Lizzie, sorry I haven't respond to your e-mail. Going to do that now.
Most bullshit in my life has been flushed down the drain of good friends. If you read any of my other (crappy) fics, expect to see some Kenny/Clyde in the near future. If you've ever even clicked to the link to my LJ on my profile, expect to see some hardcore smut up there in the near future. Like, tomorrow, maybe? o;
OHYEAH.
This story will never go above a K+ rating. Sorry, bro.