"Hey Stan... you ever been curious about guys?" an obnoxious, orange hooded fellow asked me, leaning his head on his hand in the booth across from me.
I jumped, dropping my coffee and spilling it over my lap. Screaming, the coffee was still burning hot, I got up quickly and rushed towards the napkins. Grabbing them by the handful, I used the distance to try and calm my mind. It's okay Stan, he didn't mean anything by it. There's absolutely no hidden meaning as to why Ken asked that when the others weren't present. Coincidence. Right.
"Are you okay? I didn't mean to shock you." Kenny's voice came, clear as crystal, from behind me. Turning my head, I saw that he'd taken his hood down, and was looking at me in worry. "Yeah, I'm fine. No sweat." I assured, managing to keep my voice steady and my gag reflex under control. "Come back then, you have enough of those to dry up the ocean and Kyle texted me saying he's on his way with Cartman." The blond said, gesturing towards the masses of paper napkins in my hands. I blushed uncontrollably, following him back and proceeding to clear up my mess before ordering a new coffee.
When I'd settled down, I glanced his way. He seemed to be texting someone, probably Kyle. Sighing, I gave in to the nagging 'what-if' part of my brain. "Yeah."
He looked at me instantly, head flipping upward and making his messy hair messier. "What was that?"
"Nothing! I've changed my mind, forget it!" I insisted, red enough to match my hat, no doubt. Kenny grinned, but let it go. We both turned to look out the window, waiting for the rest of our little gang to arrive. I was carefully nursing my coffee when the object of my current interest said something completely unexpected, and I did a spit-take all over the glass.
"W-WHAT!" I exclaimed, eyes wide with shock. It couldn't be true, I misheard, I misunderstood. Kenny McCormick, who couldn't settle down to save a baby's life, did not just ask me out! Did he?
Apparently he did, and understood my over-reaction as 'hell yes I will', since he leaned over the table and kissed me.
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Anyway, slightly longer than the last one. Happy you-know-who? I hope so. Can't be too long, these ARE drabbles.
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