The blonde opened his eyes to a shuffling noise, accompanied to the ending credits song to the movie he had fallen asleep to. And from the looks of it, everyone else had too. It was a 3 hour movie after all. He looked around again to see that Ike wasn't in the seat he'd been when they'd first started the movie. He stood up slowly and popped his back with a satisfying crack.
The small male looked around the Broflovski house once more before slowly stepping towards the kitchen, where he saw the light was on. Kenny rubbed his eyes, stepping through the doorway and blinking before speaking in a hushed tone, "Ike..?"
The raven haired male turned his head to the sound of his name, nearly jumping from the sudden sound. He looked occupied with stuffing his face with the uneaten snacks, swallowing a handful of lays before chuckling sheepishly.
"Oh, hey Ken. I didn't think you were awake…" The noirette shuffled on his feet as Kenny walked over to where he stood. The blonde leaned over the counter and grabbed a chip, popping it into his mouth.
"Eating snacks without me, so uncalled for." He joked, feeling a pair of eyes on him when he bent over. He knew Ike was staring but could care less at the moment. Kenny and Ike had… An interesting relationship. Kenny used to babysit the little shit when he was younger and Ky was out with Rebecca. Stan was always making excuses and Kyle knew better than to leave a child with Eric Cartman of all people.
They'd do normal things such as talking about all sorts of things : Sex, money, relationships, comics, TV, etc. They'd play video games and eat so many snacks that it was painful, they'd watch TV until they fell asleep on the couch. He and Ike grew close throughout the years, and Kenny found himself coming over just for fun and not the money. Ike was pretty fun to be around in all honesty. Once you got past the stand-offish behaviour and smartass remarks. The years went by faster than Kenny wanted to, but what could he say? Time flies by fast when you're having fun, and if Ike was the definition of fun he was sure having it.
He remembered when Ike was around 17-18, Kenny had come over and let himself in. When he had first walked in he hadn't seen Ike and decided to go and look for him. He looked in the kitchen, his parents room, and when Ike wasn't in the bathroom he figured he was simply in his room. This is where things got awkward. He had opened the door, not thinking much of it since it was unlocked. What bad could he possibly do if the door was unlocked? Bad idea.
"Hey, Ike I hope you don't mind I let myself in I-"
"Don't come in! Don't come in!" Ike screeched, trying to cover his very clearly naked lower half with his dark green duvet, his face nearly crimson in colour. Kenny started, baffled by what he saw. He had caught a glimpse of Ike's phone, a face that looked like… Kenny? It was his turn to be red-faced, and he quickly shut the door, covering his mouth with his hands. His face was burning up, all from seeing that his second best-friend was jacking off to a picture of him. He didn't know what to think. He couldn't think at that moment if he wanted to.
He pressed himself against the wall, sliding down until he came to a halt once he was fully seated on the floor.
Kenny chuckled, and by the time he was done thinking about the incident the bowl of snacks was nearly empty. He couldn't say that the incident had brung Ike and him closer, but it didn't bring them further apart. Instead, Kenny would occasionally flirt with Ike and tease him, which Ike didn't seem to mind. Sure, Ike was three years younger than him but he was older now, people have done worse. It's not like he liked Ike when he was underage.
He was 24, had a nice job as a psychologist and had an apartment not far from South Park. Ike was 21, working part-time and in medical school and was planning on getting himself a new pad once he was done with school. They were still close, constantly texting and calling throughout the day.
The noirette watched as Kenny regained his posture, turning to face Ike again.
"Are you just gonna stand there and look at me orrr..?" He raised a brow, which made Ike stumble over his words.
"Uh- Shit, sorry. Wanna head to my room or some shit to play video games? I doubt they're waking up anytime soon."
"You sure you don't have anything else in mind, horny boy?" Kenny grinned and wiggled his brows suggestively, which only earned a light shove from the taller male.
"God dammit, Kenny, that whole jacking off thing was one time." He growled, his face heating up visibly enough to where Kenny could see in the darkness. Kenny chuckled, rolling his eyes as he spoke, "I'm sure you've wanked it off to me yesterday or some shit. I give you enough mastrubating material all the time when we text, you should thank me." He joked, commenting about how much pictures they send to each other. They were all relatively innocent, but Kenny knew Ike.
"I swear to god, if you say one more thing i'm kicking you out."
"One more thing."
"You're a smartass, you know that?"
"Yep."
"And you're proud of that?" Ike scoffed, crossing his arms as Kenny nodded.
"I know you wont stay mad at me, you love me too much. A little too much." He made a motion with his hand to signify the incident, which made Ike punch Kenny in the arm, earning a small groan and an audible "Ow, asshole." from the blonde.
"Come on, let's just go before the guys wake up from how loud you're being."
"Oh I can show you loud, Ike." Another punch to the arm.
"Ow- Dude that really hurt what the hell- You know I'm easy bruised." Ike stuck his tongue out at the blonde, walking over to the stairs. Kenny followed after him, running a hand through his hair as he did so.
At the top of the stairs, Kenny mumbled something about Ike and the noirette gave him a glare.
"I'll push you down these stairs if i have to."
"Wow, now you'll have to live with the guilt of killing your mastrubation material. Bummer." Kenny walked into Ike's room just as the raven haired had. Kenny jumped onto the bed, making himself comfortable. He buried his face into one of the pillows, taking a whiff of the cinnamon-nutmeg shampoo Ike always used.
"Stop sniffing my pillow, weird-ass."
"What? Would you rather me smelling your hair instead? Talk about weird." He rolled his eyes and Ike pushed him over to lay himself down. Considering the fact that it was a pretty small bed, hardly fitting Ike by himself, Kenny fit in perfectly with his small frame.
"I still think it's funny how tall I got. I mean, my parents were tall and all but damn. You though? Youre a fucking twink." Ike laughed, which made Kenny kick Ike's leg playfully.
"When will you stop calling me that?"
"When you stop making jokes about how I jacked off to you, one time I may add, all the time."
"Touche." Kenny pondered for a moment before sitting up and looking down towards Ike. "I have a question though. Why did you choose to jack off to me of all people, i mean come on dude, i'm not as good as eye candy." Ike raised a brow with the 'Are you sure about that' type look.
"Dude, do you seriously not realise how many girls, and guys, turn their heads to you when you walk by? Don't even get me started when you were in highschool. I would literally hear guys talking about how much they wanted to mount you and the girls agreeing."
"That doesn't answer my question, though." Ike stopped, biting his lip in frustration before sighing.
"Okay look, I think its pretty obvious that I did that because I like you, not in the whole 'I wanna fuck you and be over with it' type way. I mean the whole 'I wanna be with you forever and protect you' type way.." he sucked in some air through his teeth.
"And I know you'll never feel the same so I just- I don't know." a pause, "I was so scared when you found me like that, I thought you wouldn't want to be friends anymore. I also got so angry when people would talk about you like that. But the thing that got me the angriest was when you started dating my brother. I felt so… Betrayed. I remember you asking me what was wrong, and why I was being so stand-offish and quiet when you and Ky were hanging out at the house."
"Oh shit, Ike- I didn't know you liked me in that way. I thought it was harmless teen hormones-" He nibbled on his lower lip, looking at a now degenerated Ike. Ike looked like he was about to start crying, which nearly made Kenny start panicking.
"Shit- Ike don't cry please- I didn't mean to-" In a fit of panic, he pressed his lips against Ike's, hoping this would calm the canadian boy. Ike was surprised to say the least, hesitantly bringing his hands up to cup Kenny's cheeks. When Kenny was about to pull away, Ike followed, not breaking the kiss. He was too desperate. He had pined for Kenny for too long, he watched as Kenny and his brother get together and break apart, he needed this.
His left hand went to cradle behind Kenny's head, making sure that the blonde wouldn't leave him. He couldn't leave him. Ike deepened the kiss, gliding his tongue over the blonde's lower lip. Kenny's brows knitted together, but he obliged by opening his mouth. Kyle had never kissed him like this.
The noirette slipped his tongue inside, making sure to explore every crevice and corner. He pushed Kenny softly back onto the bed, crawling on top of the smaller boy. He broke the kiss for only a second, reconnecting their lips afterward. Curious hands trailed around Kenny's body, sliding up the blonde's shirt and feeling around.
Ike's hands traced over every rib, every curve on the tiny, skinny body. He was getting far too excited from all this, his hard-on showing this. Almost hesitantly, his hands trailed lower, his erection aching for contact. It was nearly painful. Once his hands reached the waistline of Kenny's jeans, he unbuttoned them, unzipping the fly and fishing inside and fondling the other male. Kenny whimpered softly, pushing Ike away softly.
He was flustered, looking almost panicked. With a solemn voice he spoke, "I- I can't- Ike I can't do this. Im… I'm not ready for this." He mumbled, shaking his head, "I'm sorry I just- I dont know if im ready for sex just yet, ecpessially since this is all just- so new to me. Kyle never even went this far." Ike pulled his hands out, mumbling a "shit." before backing away and sitting next to the blonde.
"Sorry. I just thought… I'm desperate, I shouldn't have done that." Kenny chuckled and sat up, scooting close to Ike and resting his head on the taller male's shoulder.
"It's okay, Ike, the time will come eventually where we get to that point. Just not today. I wanna see how this goes first before we get there. I have a feeling you're going to be the one stealing my V-card anyway, so don't worry." He laughed, Ike laughing along with him.
After a moment of silence Ike spoke up, "So… Wanna play GTA until we pass out?" Kenny nodded, grinning.
"You bet."
