Kenny had been in love with two different people for as long as he could remember.

Tweek Tweak, a fellow blonde with a coffee addiction that caused permanent spasms and twitches. He usually wore a green button up shirt that had a mess up somewhere on the buttons along with black jeans.

And Craig Tucker. A red racer obsessed asshole who flipped off people for anything and spoke in a nasally, monotone voice. He was usually seen wearing his blue chullo hat with a blue sweatshirt and navy blue jeans.

They were both attractive in Kenny's eyes. And they had nice personalities. You just had to peel the layers back when it came to Craig to find it.

He was utterly devastated when he found out they both liked each other and had begun dating. It was only natural, right? He had a right to be upset. … right?

The blonde watched the two lovers walk hand and hand down the hallway of the school. This was no unusual sight. Especially because they had been dating for awhile now.

He let out a sigh.

Was it normal to pin after a couple? No. Was Kenny ever normal? No. Would he ever be normal? Who knows?

The couple stopped in their normal corner of the hall, Craig giving the bird and stink eye to anyone who dared to look at them or looked like they wanted to say something homophobic.

Then they began their daily make out routine.

Most people goraned or rolled their eyes when they noticed the two had started to make out and caress each other.

Not Kenny McCormick.

He watched them like a love sick puppy dog, drinking in the sight before him. He loved both of these boys. But he could never be with them.

At this point, he was just oogling their snogging in the corner, wishing he could be loved like they loved each other.

Until…

"Could you two PLEASE stop making out in the hallway?" A snooty girl asked them, snapping Kenny out of his trance.

"Why? You homophobic?" Craig shot back.

The girl shook her head, "Oh please. I'd ask a straight couple to stop too. We're just all tired of you two sucking each other's faces off in the corner every day."

There was a murmur of agreement throughout the hallway.

Craig gave her the bird and continued where he left off.

"Could you at least do it in the bathroom?!" She hissed instead.

Kenny had turned to go to the bathroom by then and was halfway there already. He couldn't hear the girl's shouting. And he couldn't have noticed that Creek was also going to the bathroom.

As he was washing his hands, the couple entered the room, and both began kissing again, until they noticed the blonde boy in a parka, staring at them.

Kenny was quick to leave, hurrying out after drying his hands on a paper towel. He let the couple do whatever in the bathroom.

Tweek and Craig looked at each other after Kenny left.

"What was THAT about?" Craig looked back at the door that the blonde had just left from.

Tweek twitched, looking at the door, then Craig again. "I don't know, C-Craig." He admitted, shrugging his shoulders as he twitched again.

They had both obviously felt the tension in the air.

Craig recalled the memory. They had been kissing when Tweek suddenly stopped and looked at something. Craig did the same.

It turns out, they weren't alone.

The blonde, parka clad boy quickly looked away and grabbed a paper towel, drying his hands and taking off, almost sprinting.

The boy seemed to be genuinely afraid of him and Tweek. Which was a surprise to Craig.

This wasn't actually the first time Craig had caught the blonde watching them.

But he had also seen something else other than fear in the boy's eyes. Was it longing? Love? Lust? A combination of them all? He didn't know.

All he knew, was that the thought of him brought heat to his cheeks. "Tweek, can we talk about something?"

Tweek twitched and looked at him, now nervous. "Yeah, C-Craig?"

Craig inhaled then exhaled

"Well…"

'oh shit, fuck, that was so awkward- I'm such an idiot..' Kenny mentally scolded himself as he booked it down the halls.

He stopped when he reached his locker to grab his books. Then, once he was done he went to class, still scolding himself.

He sat in his normal spot, waiting for the class to start.

Not paying attention in class was something he was already good at. But right now, his mind was going a hundred miles per hour.

Once the class was out, he went to his next class and the cycle continued. He did the exact same thing in every class. Then lunch rolled around and Kenny headed to the cafeteria.

He sat at his usual table, no lunch, as always, and looked down.

When he looked up, his friends had arrived and were already chatting away and ignoring him. Same as always.

He also noticed Creek had entered and were already kissing away in the corner.

Kenny sighed and watched them from his table until they stopped and turned his way.

He looked away, pretending to be engrossed in the conversation of his table mates.

Once he was sure the couple was back to obliviously smooching, he watched them again, another sigh falling from his lips.

That is, until Cartman suddenly smacked the back of his head.

"Answer meh Kinny!" He hissed.

Oh.

"Repeat the question then." He stated lazily, looking at the chubby boy.

"I said; do you want to skip tomorrow?" He answered

Kenny nodded automatically, "I'll skip with you. I was actually planning on skipping the rest of the day today." He stated, but nobody was paying attention to him. Again.

This prompted Kenny to get up, collect his things and leave the lunchroom. Nobody batted an eye. Nobody… except for the couple in the corner.

Kenny sat outside, smoking as he watched the sun go down. It was a very pretty sight if Kenny was being honest.

Even though it was only six, the setting sun made him feel tired.

He took another drag from his cigarette, blowing the smoke away as he sat on the back porch of his house.

Footsteps interrupted the peace of silence and his train of thought.

There were two pairs crunching through the snow along the path leading to the McCormick residence.

Kenny sighed, excess smoke being exhaled from his lungs.

"Gah! Craig, are y-you sure about this?!" A voice said from a small distance. It was a little muffled, but he knew the owner from anywhere.

"Yes, honey." The other boy responded.

Kenny shivered slightly, putting out his cigarette. He was tempted to answer the door for them. But he also didn't want to move.

He decided to stay.

An obvious knock was heard, after all, their house was small and had thin walls.

Kenny didn't think anyone else was home, so he obviously jumped, dropping his lighter and almost burning himself when the back door was open.

"There he is. I told you he was out back smoking." The high pitched voice of his sister rang out from behind him as she walked over and snatched the box of cigarettes.

"Karen-" he hissed, turning around to try and get them back.

Karen was already going inside and shaking her head. Oh well. He still had the one in his hand.

"Oh Jesus, she's n-not going to smoke them, is she?!" Tweek panicked.

He turned around again to face them and shook his head. "Nah. She's been tryin' to get me unhooked from them." He picked up his lighter and turned around, lighting his last cigarette and taking a drag.

The couple approached him, going over and sitting next to him. He wasn't expecting this, but it wasn't a bad thing.

"So what brings you two here?"

They were both quiet, when Craig spoke, "Do you want me to tell him, honey?"

"N-ng! No. I'll d-do it." The smaller blonde turned to look at Kenny, fully facing him, while the ravenette held his hand as silent support.

"Kenny, we w-wanted to adopt you i-into our relationship- gAh!" He twitched, biting his lip and tugging at his hair.

Craig quickly pulled the hand away, holding that one too and looking at Kenny expectantly.

Kenny thought they weren't serious until he looked at their faces, "w-wait- you're not joking?"

"No." Craig deadpanned.

"Oh." He thought about it. Being in a relationship with his two long time crushes was something he had only dreamed of.

"Y-You don't have to say yes!" Tweek hurried to say.

Craig nodded and deadpanned again. "But we've noticed you watch us a lot."

Kenny's face went bright red. "O-oh- uh- yeah- wait- No I d-don't-" He tried to deny it, but the couple could see through the lie.

"Kenny McCormick? Being flustered? Wow. A once in a lifetime opportunity." Craig teased, a sadistic smirk tugging at his lips.

"Shut up, Fucker."
"McWhoreDick."

"G-guys- stop- GAH! Fighting-"

They both sighed and looked at the blonde. Of course, this made him twitch more than he was already.

"Sorry.." Kenny took the liberty of apologizing first.
Craig nodded, "Me too."

Kenny stayed silent for a moment. "So.. uh.. Wow.. You're seriously considering taking me into your relationship?" He just wanted to make sure at this point.

"Yes." Craig stated flatly.

"Well.. I don't want to intrude on you two-"

"N-ng! You wouldn't b-be intruding." Tweek reassured him, tightening his grip on Craig's hands.

"We both talked it over and agreed on it." Craig nodded, "We both like you as much as we like each other."

Kenny gave a small shrug. "Okay then, I don't mind." He was actually extremely excited, even though it didn't show much.

Craig nodded and stood up, causing Tweek to follow suit immediately after.

"Then it's settled. We're going on a date at six on friday. We will drag you there if we have to. Also, you can stop oogling us at lunch now, and you can join us instead." Craig winked before turning and dragging Tweek away.

Kenny flushed, finally processing what had just happened.