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Chapter 8.-Who was Kenny with?
The next day was sunny, a rare event in South Park and Kenny woke up in his bed, again. He opened his eyes, not wanting to move from the mattress. That thing Stan told him yesterday had scared him to death, that thing about being in love with Butters, it was crazy. Kenny McCormick had never been in love. He had had sex, many times, but he had never had a girlfriend, even less a boyfriend. And he had never felt the need to sleep with a person more times than the necessary, which lead him again to his original plan. He had to have sex with Butters and, with that, make him disappear from his mind once and for all. He couldn't keep living that way anymore, waking up everyday with a tent under his sheets.
There had only been three days since Token's party, of which everyone in South Park were talking about, specially about certain boy with an orange parka, who had changed very much since said party.
-It's been some days and Kenny still hasn't told us anything about the subject-said Stan.
-The first day he didn't want to eat, the second day he bled to death and the third day we scared him to death by telling him he is love-Kyle enumerated.
-He wouldn't have died of a scare if it wasn't true-Stan muttered, looking at him intently.
-I suppose…but I still can't believe what happened, specially the fact that our Kenny, king of one-night-stand-and-if-I-see-you-again-I-don't-know-you, is really in love. Do you realize that, since then, he hasn't tried to seduce anyone at school? Three days! Three days is a short time for many people, but for Kenny, it's a lot of time of not chasing the skirts or pants of everyone in South Park High-said Kyle pensively.
-Yeah, it's true. Besides, not even one sexual innuendo has slipped through his lips, as if…as if he wanted to keep it to himself-said Stan, looking as if it was very difficult for him to say so; while Kyle, with a decisive gesture, stated.
-Today, we have to know who the person Kenny was with at Token's party was.
-And I thought he was too drunk to do anything, you never know with Kenny. What an endurance!-whispered Stan, torn between being envious and proud. Kenny was his friend, after all.
Meanwhile, Butters was once again on his way to school. He was wondering how Kenny would be. Would he come to school today? He sighed deeply. When he had died yesterday, he got very upset again, and that hadn't gone unnoticed for his friends at the table.
Flash-back
Butters was quietly eating his sandwich, trying with all his might not to look at the boy of the orange parka. But no matter how hard he tried to concentrate in the conversation that was going on at the table, he couldn't do it. Tweek, Craig, Token and Clyde were discussing if Token's party had been the most talked-about of all the parties made in South Park.
-I think it was; after all, it isn't as if I organize a party every week, is it? Of course it had to be the most talked-about.
-Well, you're right, but the most commented thing is that about Stan and Kyle. Apparently, they were seen holding hands while walking through your garden-Clyde told Token.
-That's not true, the most commented thing was what Tweek and I did in the bedroom.
-Gah! Don't say that! Besides, the most commented thing was that about Kenny.
-What?!-he couldn't help but shout with surprise. Everyone stared at him, a little surprised of his reaction, but kept talking.
-Yeah, Tweek is right, Kenny is the biggest gossip of the moment. Who was he with that night?-said Craig, making the others start to remember.
-The last time I saw him that night was while he was downing a dozen bottles of tequila because of Cartman's incitation. I think they wanted to see how much he could drink and, while doing so, they hoped to see him die of alcohol poisoning-murmured Clyde while scratching his chin.
-Last time I saw him…-started to say Token looking up, thinking about where he was-I think…
But he couldn't finish what he was saying, because in the table of the most famous friends of South Park, the aforementioned orange parka-wearing boy was falling backwards and hitting his head.
-Oh my God, we killed Kenny!-Stan was heard saying.
-Shit!-said Kyle.
-No!-exclaimed Butters with them. Everyone turned to look at the boy, who was suddenly pale and, horrified, watched Kenny lie dead in the cafeteria floor. Then, Token seemed to remember something.
-I KNOW!-he shouted with excitement. Everyone in the cafeteria turned around to stare at him and then, blushing slightly, he lowered his voice and made his friends get closer to him so he could whisper. Meanwhile, Butters was still shocked for what had happened to Kenny.
-I don't know why he gets so upset if he knows Kenny dies almost everyday-muttered Clyde, frowning.
-Shut up Clyde! What do you know Token?
-I know who Kenny was with the night of the party-Butters seemed to recover slightly from his shock-The last time I saw him he was with…-everyone looked at him, waiting anxiously-Butters!
At first they stared at him with disbelief. Butters with Kenny? That was impossible, an aberration. It couldn't be that the most known pervert of South Park had been with the cutest, most innocent guy of the same city, it was just unlikely. Yes, but not impossible. And, as if pieces of a puzzle were falling in place, they turned immediately to look at the blonde boy, now completely red and trying to avoid their gaze, without saying anything.
-BUTTERS!-all shouted at the same time.
-Gah! Butters!-said Tweek, with the tic of his eye getting worse in his face.
End of Flash-back
Butters felt his face burning. He didn't know how, but that was the way it happened, they had found out. They knew him, after all, and it wasn't as if Butters was good at lying or hiding things. It was very obvious they were going to find out sooner or later, but he didn't think they would do it so soon. And he didn't know if the thing they had told him were sensible or if they were doing it just to scare him. After all, he didn't want to be with Kenny, the only thing that had happened between them had been a pretty coincidence at Token's party, nothing more. He didn't think there could be more, although the memories of what had happened in the music classroom were still fresh in his mind and made him shiver.
Stan and Kyle walked through the streets of South Park on their way to school, while going on with their conversation.
-By the way, what could've happened yesterday at Tweek and Craig's table?-asked Stan.
-Who knows? Suddenly they were yelling at Butters and then they got in a heated argument with him-answered Kyle.
-Besides, why do you think Cartman was so interested in listening what they had to say? After all he hates Clyde and he can't stand Butters, he only puts up with Tweek and Craig and he's nice to Token for the sake of being invited to the parties-Stan reasonably added.
-Who knows? That fat ass is always making up stupid things, who knows what he is into right now-said Kyle, dismissing the subject, making Stan smile.
-Maybe you're right. As long as it doesn't affect us, we don't have to worry about it.
Both boys kept walking together, more calm and smiling.
Craig was offering Tweek a cup of coffee. He loved the way the boy looked, disturbed and twitching. The blonde boy, with his always messy hair (just how Craig liked it, more than any other thing), put his lips on the cup and drank the warm beverage anxiously. Craig licked his lower lip, feeling a mighty need to kiss "his" boy, who after that morning sip looked calmer. Without worrying about the boy getting hysteric, the boy of the blue hat got near him and kissed his lips, taking away every trace of coffee, which since he was with Tweek, was starting to take place between his favorite drinks as never before. Tweek could describe a perfect cup of coffee in a way that made you understand the obsession he felt for said drink and the pleasure he felt while it coursed through his veins. He licked is lower lip, savoring while enjoying the taste of the blonde's skin. After tasting the addictive coffee, the only thing left was the taste of the naked skin of Tweek's lips and that was the most intense flavor he could ever perceive. When they broke off, Tweek sighed.
The boy with an obsession for coffee liked Craig even more. He was very considerate, always bringing him his favorite drink and even more, he was starting to develop another morning obsession that he hadn't shared with anyone, and even less with him. Now he wanted that, after every first sip of coffee, Craig would kiss him the same way as he did it. Some days ago, he had noticed that without receiving that kiss of his boyfriend, the coffee just didn't taste the same. It was a special sensation, that which he felt for that boy and his kisses had become as addictive as the coffee, and maybe more. He didn't know what it was, but he felt so comfortable with him that nothing else mattered. He smiled.
-I love you-he whispered lightly.
Craig went stiff for a moment. Tweek felt himself reddening completely and turned around, his tic gone crazy and swinging his cup of coffee until he managed to take a big gulp, trying to calm down, and stayed there, with his back to Craig.
Craig was static. Tweek said he loved him? Even though they had decided to be boyfriends a long time ago, they had never told that to each other. He has told him that so suddenly. Little by little, a smile was starting to appear in his face until it was getting bigger at any moment. He could see Tweek with his back to him rushing his cup of coffee, trying to calm is tremors, which Craig recognized as nerves. He got near him and wrapped his arms around his waist and put his face in the base of his neck.
-I love you too-he said in his ear.
The blonde turned to look at him, surprised, and then smiled, relaxing until he was leaning against Craig's chest. Getting comfortable, they kissed and soon, blushing, they broke off slightly and smiling, they stared at each other's eyes, as if a veil in their relationship had been lifted.
Then, when Craig's gaze went to the street, he was able to see a very distressed-looking Butters. Tweek followed his gaze.
-Do you think we were too harsh with what we told him yesterday?-asked Craig, concerned.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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