Author's Note: Sorry it's been awhile, things have come up and I'm trying to write but I've had writer's block for this story for about three months. See, I know how it's going to end but getting there is what's crushing me. We'll see what happens. Anywho, sorry for the lack of updates. Editing this is a breath of fresh air from editing Cal's story "Hush" (instert promo here.) It's on my page- it's about human trafficking. Go read it!
Chapter Forty-Nine: Blow the Candles Out
"Lee..."
Butters moaned quietly as he was stirred from his sleep. He felt his good dream slowly sink away from him as he started to open his eyes.
"Wha's that noise?" Butters asked as he rubbed his eyes. He heard Kenny breathe a laugh before his breath hitched, and Butters' eyes snapped open at the sound. "Wh-wha?!" He cried, gawking as he was welcomed to the sight of his boyfriend tied to the bed by his ankles and his wrists handcuffed over his head.
Kenny's face and body were flushed as he tried his hardest to suppress his groan. Butters laughed in shock; he briefly wondered how Kenny managed to do all this while he slept, but then he watched Kenny tense and jerk.
"Happy... oh God... birthday..." Butters burst out laughing and Kenny whined as he threw his head back. Butters knew where the low hum was coming from; one of their vibrators was currently buzzing away and with every jolt from Kenny's body he knew he placed it so it was right around his prostate. "Shaddup..." he breathed; Butters watched his toes curl as his body froze and trembled.
"How long have you been like this...?" Butters asked, feeling his cock twitch as he looked Kenny up and down, "and how have you not completely ruined these sheets?"
"Half an hour... I-I..." he trailed off in a keening voice he couldn't stifle, "w-wanted to... surprise you... but I kinda..." he hissed and his shoulders shook with dry sobs, "put it on high and... cock ring... Jesus fucking Christ this fucking huuuurts..." but he didn't sound in pain. Butters hummed happily and quickly undressed.
Kenny looked at him with lust blown eyes half-crossed from desperation as he sat on his knees between his legs.
"N-no..." Kenny trailed off, writhing as Butters delicately ran his fingers over his arousal. Butters smiled sweetly up at him as he placed a kiss to his inner thigh.
"It's my birthday, right?" He asked, Kenny nodded weakly, biting his lip and winced as he bit down on his ring. "Then I'm gonna do what I want, and you're gonna like it."
"Oh God..." Kenny gasped, then cried out with his mouth closed as Butters lapped at his balls. He felt his thighs tense and he caressed his legs gently, trying to get him to relax; only Kenny was passed the point of even slightly comprehending anything.
Butters licked at the underside of his cock, slowly up the shaft and to the tip. It was already incredibly swollen; he knew Kenny was probably near primal instincts by now and glanced up at the blonde. He was whimpering softly as his stomach muscles visibly clenched and twitched.
The bright blonde enclosed his mouth around Kenny's tip, carefully he grazed his teeth down until he couldn't take anymore of his arousal, and suckled slowly. He heard the desperate noises Kenny made and was half tempted to take off the ring but knew Kenny would be a little upset at that. So he hollowed out his cheeks and massaged Kenny's hips as he bobbed his head slowly, lovingly, as if to make up for the lack of contact.
"When that ring comes off..." Butters moaned as he stroked himself a couple of times. Kenny watched his hand pump up and down and another wave caused him to shake and whine in a sob. "I'm gonna swallow all of your cum, kay baby?" Kenny gasped and nodded once.
Seeing him like this was incredibly weird for Butters. He had never seen him at such a desperate level. He swore he saw tears but he was sure it was from squeezing his eyes shut. After a few minutes of gentle sucking and tender licks, Butters popped his mouth off of Kenny's swollen member and sighed.
Butters grabbed the lube on the nightstand and popped open the cap. Kenny let out a half growl, half keen, which shot straight to his own erection. He glanced to him and watched his hips rise off the bed as he arched his back with violent tremors wracking his body.
Butters coated his fingers, then gently slid his index finger passed his tight ring of muscle. He let out a shaky breath from the slightly uncomfortably position of his fingers and continued to slowly work himself for Kenny's girth. He bit his lip as he pumped his middle finger inside and crook them back slightly. His toes curled and his cheeks flared red as he hit that spot. His hazy eyes turned to Kenny, who was watching him as quiet moans and gasps poured freely from his mouth.
"You sound so beautiful," Butters murmured; desperate, but Butters always liked the noises Kenny made. He didn't received a response, just a guttural groan that caused him to twitch. After stretching himself with a third finger, he decided he was ready, and pulled out his digits.
"We can go real fast so you don't have to hurt so much..." Kenny shook his head and unclenched his jaw.
"It's... o-oh, oh... oh my God, oh my God..." he trailed off in incoherent whispers as he jerked with violent spasms. "I-it's o-o-okay..." he managed to say, then turned his head and let out a moan Butters only heard in porn.
Without a warning Butters sank down on top of Kenny. He watched as Kenny's eyes bugged and he struggled against the handcuffs as he fought touch Butters. He let out a half-scream and threw his head back as Butters slowly rocked his hips. He bit his lip as he adjusted to the size, and he knew he wanted to just plain fuck him. He didn't care how long he lasted, except he knew Kenny wouldn't stop torturing himself until he did come, so he could easily speed up the process.
"Where's the key?" Butters murmured as he rolled his hips just the way Kenny liked it. The blonde below him, sweaty and tense, turned his head to the nightstand. Butters found the small key and grabbed the chain on the handcuffs. As he rode Kenny he struggled to free him; finally the click was heard and he opened the hand cuffs.
Kenny's shaking hands caressed his sides, down to his ass, where he squeezed his cheeks roughly and dug his nails in tight. Butters gasped at the mix of pain and pleasure and threw his head back as he continued to fuck himself on Kenny. He pressed his hands on Kenny's lower stomach, causing the younger boy to convulse beneath him as he silently pleaded for orgasm. On the outside, however, he just whimpered and held Butters tighter as their hips met in frantic thrusts.
Butters' moans came out in tiny gasps as he felt the slight burn from their furious rhythm that caused him to jerk and bounce against Kenny. He bit his lip to suppress a cry as Kenny began to stroke him.
His toes curled with every move and he swore he saw stars when Kenny slammed repeatedly against his prostate.
"Oh, oh, oh..." Butters keened, voice raising in volume with every touch. Kenny kept one hand on his back, massaging the taut skin, as the other pumped his arousal in time with his thrusts. Butters felt sweat drip from his brow and looked to Kenny, whose bangs were drenched with sweat and eyes squeezed shut. He ran a soothing hand over his chest and rocked his hips even faster. Kinky it may be, Butters didn't want Kenny in pain. He also knew Kenny was a masochist, but that was a different kind of pain entirely. "So good Ken, oh my God..." he trailed off, leaning down and kissing Kenny, who with a slight flick of his wrist and a gentle tug, made Butters come without warning, for both of them. Butters gasped and slowed his thrusts as he rode out his orgasm, then still his movements altogether as the last shocks pulsed dully in his body.
He smiled at Kenny, who appeared to just be struggling in every way, and crawled between his legs once more. Butters massaged his leg as he pulled out the vibrator; immediately Kenny relaxed significantly. He quickly turned it off, set it on the bed, and began to pull away the ring. He clamped his fingers around to prevent Kenny from coming, who whined as he felt Butters press kisses to his balls and the underside of his shaft as he pulled off the rubber ring. He set it down on the bed as well, then hummed as he put his mouth over Kenny's tip, earning a cry.
"L-L-Lee... pl-please...?" He begged with wide eyes as he massaged his balls. "Fuck, fuck, G-God... nnngh Lee!" Kenny finally shouted as he pulled his hand away and suckled softly at the head of his arousal. Instantly, Kenny came in Butters' mouth in violent spasms. Butters kept his mouth on him as he promised, and swallowed every last drop of Kenny's slightly sweet and salty cum, and ran his hand on the back of his thigh.
Kenny slumped down on the bed and Butters caressed his stomach as he crawled up next to him.
"Ken... Kenny, are you okay?" Butters asked. He nodded with his eyes closed and jerked every so often. Butters snuggled next to him and pressed loving kisses to his chest and neck as he tried to help him calm down. "You're crazy..."
"I thought..." he panted, then slowly turned to Butters, "I was gonna die. Oh my God, that was AWESOME!" Butters shook his head as Kenny laughed in pure amazement, "oh I hurt so fucking bad..." The bright blonde shivered as he felt Kenny's fingers dance slowly across his back, not quite tickling but enough to make his muscles twitch. He smiled as Kenny pressed their noses together and gave him an eskimo kiss, then squeezed him tight. "I love you, so much." Butters laughed a little and looked up at the bright-eyed boy, who wore a happy grin.
"Why, because we have really hot sex?" Kenny guffawed and shook his head as he pressed a kiss to Butters' temple and ran his hand through his hair.
"No, 'cause... you're my best friend and the best thing to happen to me. That's why I love you." Kenny chirruped hugging him lovingly. Butters laughed and pressed a kiss to his chest.
"So much?" Kenny nodded.
"So much."
Eventually Butters and Kenny decided to get out of bed and actually do something. Butters grabbed his clothes before he went to take a shower; Kenny said he would join him in a couple of minutes. He gave him a look, went down the stairs, and started the water.
By the time he was finished washing Kenny had made his way into the bathroom Butters was already halfway dressed.
"No surprises," Butters warned him, Kenny just gave him a look as he peeled off his shirt. The bright blonde sighed as he considered his silence, and went back to fixing his hair. Kenny watched him for a moment before he stepped into the shower. "Kenneth..." Butters said. He heard a hum for a response and Butters pulled back the curtain, "I mean it, no surprises."
"Affirmative, grasshopper." Butters laughed softly and shook his head before he buckled his belt and quickly stepped into his socks.
As he left the bathroom he heard Kenny start to sing, like he usually did, and sighed happily. He turned around and yelped in slight shock as he was eye to eye with Karen, who beamed happily at him.
"Happy birthday!" She chirped as she wrapped him in a hug. He squeezed her back and blushed a little as she pecked his cheek. "Any plans?" Butters shrugged.
"I figured we would just stay at home," he replied, causing Karen to grin; it was the first time he had referred to their house as his home. He flushed even more but said nothing as he finally let go of Karen. "I don't want a fuss." He added quickly. Karen scoffed at this and just smiled. He knew what that look meant; she knew Kenny wasn't going to let him get away with not doing anything to celebrate his birthday. In fact, he was pretty sure it was something Kenny had been looking forward to; especially since he missed last year, and it was also his eighteenth.
Karen just laughed at him and patted his shoulder sympathetically.
"You don't realize who you're dating, right?" Karen teased, Butters made a grumbling noise as he followed her into the living room. He nodded slowly, and as he sat on the couch he opened his phone. Dozens of birthday texts and notifications on Facebook and Twitter filled his messages. He sighed heavily and chose to wait to answer until later.
"It's not a big deal, I can just buy Kenny cigarettes now. He'll probably appreciate that..." he said with a soft laugh. Karen rolled her eyes and smiled as she curled up on the couch cushion across from him.
"I think... you two should go out or something and just spend the day together. That's kinda simple... but still nice." She added with a smile as she turned on Netflix. "But while you do that I am watching my show."
"That's still a lot for me. Like, I guess I never really did much for my birthday. Especially with it being the anniversary of a national tragedy an' all... I just never feel much for celebrating when I know so many families are grieving. I didn't grow up with my parents doing anything for my birthday either. I always had to clean the garage and rake the yard twice." Karen looked at him sadly. Butters kept his eyes low and felt himself start to rub his hands together; he hadn't done that in forever.
He squeaked when he felt wet arms wrap around him and squeeze him tightly. Butters turned slightly and saw Kenny hold him and smiled as he pressed a kiss to his temple.
"That's why the day is yours, lover. Whatever you wanna do I'll do. Anything! Well, mostly anything. I don't really wanna eat that tripe tendon soup from that one restaurant you get. Even if you put it in a thermos."
"It's Pho, and it's delicious." Kenny scrunched his eyes and nose shut then wildly shook his head. Butters giggled and wrapped his arms around him awkwardly. "But fine. I just wanna stay here, watch TV and movie marathons and... you make me a delicious dinner, Mr. Olive Garden." Kenny bowed a little and beamed.
"You really don't wanna do a thing? We could even road trip to Pike's Peak... or that one ghost town you talk about with the prairie dogs that crawl on you. Or we could-" Butters covered Kenny's mouth with his hand and pushed him to sit down on the couch. He sat in between Butters' legs and dramatically sprawled onto the couch, covering both Karen and him with his lanky body. Karen slapped his shins but didn't do anything otherwise.
"Tempting. But I really, really just want time with you two."
"...there's plus three..."
"What?" Butters asked darkly. Kenny smiled innocently and batted his eyes. "Kenny..."
"Well... Kevin was thinkin' about stopping over, and Shelly was gonna come with... and Carrie too. So that's two and a half. They wouldn't be here long."
"Kenneth..." Butters whined, then tapped the back of his head, "fine. But that's it. I don't even want Style or Candy or... whatever Bebe and Ellie are called... over. I just want a lazy day. But a fun day." Kenny groaned as he slumped back on Butters' chest.
"But that's dumb, I want to celebrate your birthday and do things and make you happy." Butters nodded and squeezed his shoulder.
"I am happy, so happy. With just us, seriously. You know Stan's gonna make me a freaking cake tomorrow in his foods class."
"I'm makin' you a better cake tonight." Butters gave him a playful look and he jokingly sneered.
"Really? What's my favorite cake?"
"If you get store bought it's that ice cream cake from Dairy Queen... the vanilla with the crunchy chocolate thingies. But I am going to make you a surprise red velvet cake and I bought that cherry ice cream you like." Kenny said. Karen beamed at him.
"A surprise?" Butters asked with a growing grin; Kenny nodded and took his hand in his as he stared up at the ceiling.
"Yes, you'll be blown away by my awesome cake making skills... I've never made a cake before, by the way." Butters burst out laughing and Kenny furrowed his brow, "but it'll be a good cake! I follow directions really well and it will have love!" he fought, blushing slightly. Karen was laughing quietly as well, and he sighed heavily before he wrapped Butters' legs around his waist.
"And what shall dinner be?" Kenny brightened.
"Well, I was gonna take you to Bennigan's but they closed here and the closest one is like in Iowa I think." Butters pouted and Karen looked at Kenny with shining eyes. "But... I remembered what your favorite thing to order there was, so I looked up how to make them and I've been smoking them since like... earlier."
"You're kidding!" Butters cried, then hugged him when Kenny shook his head, "Ken, that's the sweetest thing ever!" He shrugged his shoulders and turned around so they were both chest to chest. Kenny kissed him delicately and ran his hands through his hair lovingly as they sat and gazed at each other.
"That's 'cause you're the sweetest thing ever," Butters rolled his eyes and Karen murmured a quiet "aww" as Kenny spoke.
"You are such a ham today," Butters replied. Kenny poked his tongue out; Butters momentarily caught sight of the new ring Butters had gotten for him awhile ago, and grinned. "But thank you."
They sat and watched Netflix with Karen for awhile; she was starting to watch the American version of "Being Human" since she finished all of the episodes of the U.K version and kept telling Butters the differences. He didn't mind, and Kenny just fit comfortably on his lap as he listened to the two talk.
It wasn't what he had planned for Butters' birthday. In fact, he was going to go to that restaurant and try that disgusting tripe and tendon soup Butters loved so much, which apparently was called Pho. He was going to keep him away from the house as Karen prepared for a surprise party. But he saw the look in his eyes and realized he really didn't want that, so he called it off because he just wanted Butters happy. Besides, he could do that next year. But thankfully the comment about the ribs had been true; except he planned to make enough for a party. Thankfully, he didn't have to now. He just had to make enough for a Kevin.
And it was nice, because he didn't really remember a time that they had a day just to themselves with nothing to do. Those would become more and more frequent since his hours at the restaurant wouldn't be so hectic and he'd get paid significantly more. Butters was simple though, he realized that, and when he didn't want a fuss he meant it. Kenny just thought he deserved one.
As he coated the ribs with barbecue sauce for the fourth time, which was homemade and he was damn proud of, Butters walked outside with his keys in hand. Kenny tilted his head and Butters sighed softly.
"There's... there's something I wanna do, actually. If you don't mind." Butters murmured, then stared at the ribs with a glazed expression, "that's too much, Ken, you really didn't have to do-" Kenny silenced him with a kiss and shook his head before he dipped his finger in the barbecue sauce and held it to Butters. He grinned as the bright blonde's eyes lit up and heard his stomach rumble softly.
"Where'd you get that?" Butters asked, "it tastes kinda like it!"
"I made it, duh," Kenny replied, then grunted as he was nearly strangled in yet another hug, "but hey, we can do whatever you want. Even if it's drive to Iowa for Bennigan's." Butters snickered and shook his head at Kenny, who looked serious although he was smiling.
"No, I... I was wondering if we could stop at my parent's house..." Kenny froze and slowly turned to him, "I don't want to stay long. I just want to give them one last chance of acceptance of me... and of us," Butters paused as he took Kenny's hand in his. He felt the boy tremble softly, "and if they don't then... they'll never see or hear from me again."
Kenny looked as if he would argue, the look in his eye was similar to crystal flames, but he closed his mouth and sighed softly.
"Okay," he murmured defeatedly, "I'll take you to your parent's house but... Lee?" He asked in that quiet voice Butters knew he used only when he was insecure. It made him sound like he was little, "I don't want you to go back home with them. I really, really don't. But if you do I'll understand, I know if they accept you that you'll want to be with them and make up for lost time and that's okay. I just... this has been the best two months ever and..." he trailed off and never finished his sentence as he went back to coating the last rib. Butters wrapped his arms around him from behind and softly pulled him away from the grill. Kenny, the stronger of the two, seemed to shrink back in his arms and rested his head on his chest. It was moments like these that Butters felt as if he were the strong one; but these occurrences were few and far between. And Kenny didn't have to finish his sentence because Butters knew exactly what he was going to say.
"Aw Ken..." Butters trailed off with a quiet laugh that rocked through his body. Kenny turned his head to him, and for the first time he was slumped down enough that Butters was a fraction of an inch taller than him, which was really weird. "The past two months have been the best and I've never been so happy. If my parents accept me, no... if they accept us, then they'll have to accept the fact that we're living together and you've already given me more stability than they ever did. So, when I'm comin' home tonight, I'm comin' home to you." Kenny smiled and hugged him close.
Their temples touched as they remained in each others' arms. Butters shivered as Kenny's hands rubbed his sides and kissed him softly. This was all Butters wanted for today, just time, just Kenny... but he knew this was something he wanted to do. Had to do. For his own peace of mind, as well as Kenny's.
"Does Karen know?" Kenny asked, Butters nodded.
"She told us not to crash," Kenny snorted and locked his fingers with Butters' as they walked to Butters' car. However, Butters shook his head and pointed to Kenny's motorcycle. He laughed as the strawberry blonde threw his fist in the air and ran to his bike.
"My baby!" Kenny cried excitedly as he quickly sat down and nudged the kickstand. Butters sat on the back and pulled on the helmet.
"Yours too, you don't want another ticket." Butters told him. Kenny groaned and stuck out his tongue as he stuck the black and orange helmet Butters had gotten him on his head. After Kenny grumbled to himself he started the ignition and drove off quickly down the driveway.
As they sped down the road Butters held on to Kenny tighter. He trusted Kenny, always, but driving on gravel faster than thirty miles an hour freaked him out now. Kenny seemed to be a pro at all kinds of driving, however, and he knew they were going at least sixty. Everything was a blur and Butters couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when they stopped at the highway. Dust billowed behind them and Kenny looked back at him momentarily.
"You okay?" He asked softly, Butters nodded and rested his head on Kenny's shoulder as he turned and barreled down the highway. He could see the South Park limits, and the sign welcoming them that they had all vandalized one night.
And before Butters could comprehend it they were at his parent's house. This scene felt oddly uncomfortable; he remembered the last time he rode Kenny's bike to his house. He shivered and abandoned his helmet with the motorcycle as he got off, and Kenny looked at him reassuringly.
"You're sure about this?" Kenny asked, Butters nodded and took his hand as he walked up the curb. The driveway was empty and leaves had scattered across it; he suddenly felt bad that he wasn't there to rake and gather all of the leaves.
He led them up the stairs and reached for the door handle, but stopped. Instead, however, he rang the doorbell, and took a step back. Kenny remained on the step under him, and gave a gentle squeeze to his hand.
The door opened, and his mother, looking frazzled with manic eyes, poked her head out the door.
"Butters! You've come home!" She cried, opening the door and hugged him. "Stephen, our baby boy is home!" Kenny saw Butters tensed as she held him, and he glanced down the sidewalk, unsure of what he could or should do.
"I just... I just came back because I wanted to..." he trailed off, "it's my birthday today. I'm eighteen and..." he fought for words as his confidence began to sink. "I wanted to see if you accepted me as I am, without therapy and church and... just love me." Stephen Stotch stood by Linda and looked at his son with bewilderment in his eyes. Two months had passed since they had seen each other, and suddenly the blonde felt like running.
"Butters, it's not you who we don't accept. It's your lifestyle and choices. You will always be our son and we love you but we can't accept any sins in this household." Stephen said. Linda nodded.
"There can't be any thoughts for your father, any temptations, and knowing how you live your life would make him regress." Butters shook his head and took a step back.
"Dad, you're bisexual. There's nothin' wrong with that. But you chose to be with mom and... you both should be happy, but you can't just push who you are away. You won't be happy until you love yourself as you are. But I do love you, I love you both... and... I was hoping you could accept me. Because this is your last chance. I'm eighteen and I'm not legally bound to anyone. If you don't accept me... if you don't accept us," he held Kenny's hand and his parents' turned to Kenny, "then this will be the last you ever hear from me."
Kenny's eyes settled on something and a sinking feeling crept into his heart. He blinked a couple of times and tilted his head. It couldn't be...
"You may feel your choice is right but it's not. A man is not supposed to love another man. You have to have children and be married to a wife, Butters. This is all a phase for you, a game. You don't love him. You're eighteen, you need to realize your purpose in life is-"
"Kenny and I are getting married someday. We're gonna have two kids by surrogacy. We're gonna raise them in a loving, happy home and give them everything they ever wanted. I want kids, I want a family, but I want to be happy with who I choose to share that family with. And Kenny... Kenny's my boyfriend, he's been there for me as my best friend and he gave me a ring and... he's already proved he can maintain a family and a house. He's got the best head on his shoulders this town has ever seen. I love him and everything about him. And I'm not afraid of that. I'm not afraid of you not accepting us, because I know that deep down you're just jealous because you had this too, dad. You had this and you were forced to let it go. But you love mom, I know you do. I just... I just want you in my life, mom and dad. I miss you and I love you."
"You can't get married here, you won't be able to live here. You'll be hurt, Butters! If not by the cruel people in the world than by him. You honestly think he can support you? He'll drag you down, he'll-"
"Mrs. Stotch?" Kenny asked quietly, interrupting Stephen. The blonde woman looked up at him and he took a step up. Butters watched him curiously and saw Kenny just look at her, as if they were silently communicating.
"W-what do you want?" She asked. He glanced down and she quickly turned and lowered her eyes.
"Are you scared?" He asked, Butters furrowed his eyebrows, "I just... I don't mean to pry. I'm sorry. But you shouldn't be scared."
Butters shook his head. What the hell was Kenny talking about? It was as if this entire time while he and his dad had been talking, his mom and Kenny had carried on a conversation.
"Scared? If anything she feels threatened by your-"
"Stephen," Linda hushed him, then looked to Kenny, "you're right," she finally whispered to Kenny, who glanced to Butters with sad eyes.
"What... what are you talking about? Ken, why are you...?" he trailed off, then shook his head, "no. No, no, no, no..." he felt tears prickle in his eyes and he looked up at Kenny, begging to see anything else but that in his eyes. He knew that look, he had seen it twice before. The yellow faded as he blinked, the ocean blue looked desolate. "Mom..." he choked, and felt tears fall as Kenny embraced him.
"What is going on, Linda?!" Stephen cried, his wife looked down and to the ground with an ashen look.
"How long?" Kenny asked in a gentle voice as he held onto Butters' protectively. Linda sighed shakily and wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Two months." The agonizing sob that tore from Butters' throat caused Kenny's heart to crack and he instinctively pressed a kiss to his forehead.
"What do you mean, two months?" Stephen barked angrily, his fist was clenched and Kenny quickly stepped in front of Linda. "Get out of my way, I'm speaking to my wife!" Kenny shook his head and Butters clutched Kenny's shirt as he sobbed angrily.
"Are you that stupid?" Kenny blurted, "Mr. Stotch, your wife is pregnant." Stephen's fist shook as he held it to Kenny, who put his arm out to shield Linda. "L-Lee," Butters felt his heart stammer as he head the shakiness in Kenny's voice; as he looked at him he saw he was struggling to maintain composure. "Why don't you go talk to your mom inside? I'm sure she has a lot to tell you." Butters shook his head, but jumped when he felt a small, soft hand take his. His mom looked at him with glittering eyes and he held onto Kenny until he was dragged all the way into the house.
"Mom, mom... answer me please? You're not... you're not really pregnant, are you? You can't be... you couldn't be serious?" Linda nodded and untied the robe wrapped around her body. Butters felt as if he had been slapped in the face; even though he couldn't see the bulge in her stomach he knew she wasn't lying. Kenny wouldn't have acted like that. "Why didn't you tell dad?"
Her shoulders shook as she sobbed and Butters wrapped his arms around her. She cried on his shoulder and tears stung his eyes as he rubbed her back. He had been here before; this situation wasn't any different from the other times. Only his biggest fear was facing him. He was going to have a sibling in seven months and his parents were more unstable than when they raised him.
That child would be worse off than him, and he was a complete fuck up.
"Mom?!" He barked a little louder as he pulled away from her, "why didn't you tell dad?"
"You're not stuttering, Butters..." she trailed off, he shook his head and grabbed her face, forcing her to look at him.
"Mom," he repeated, "tell me!"
"I was going to get an abortion! I didn't want him to know, we can't risk another child being-" she abruptly stopped speaking and Butters let go of her. He stood up, and she held up her hand, "honey, no wait!"
"What? You can't risk another child being gay? Or screwed up? Are you gonna..." he trailed off, then stopped himself. He sounded just like his father. That realization hit him like a freight train and his mom stared at him with wide eyes. "He deserves to know, just like my little brother or sister deserves a chance at life. Don't get an abortion. But is that all you see when you see me? That I'm gay? Isn't there anything else?" Linda buried her face in her hands and Butters shook his head. He looked around the house, saw the walls were freshly painted again, and all of the pictures of him were gone.
He was non-existent in their lives. He was nothing and no one to them. He wasn't important and he never was. He could overlook that, the pain in his heart was only temporary. Right now Butters was mostly confused as to why his mom hadn't told his dad.
"I can't risk another child being hurt by us!" She sobbed heavily and clutched her stomach as she laid on the couch. Butters shook on the spot and prayed that Kenny would come inside. But he couldn't see him from where he stood in the living room, and he was worried.
This was a terrible idea.
"W-what?" Butters asked in shock.
"Oh, honey, I can't have another child with your father because I'm so scared of hurting him. You got out and you need to stay away for your own good. I love you but you have to leave. All I want is for you to be happy and if that's with... Kenny then so be it. But you can't be happy here. And it will be the same way for this child... I have to end it." Butters shook his head.
"No, no... no you don't. That's my kid brother or sister. I'll do anything if you don't kill him or her. I'll do whatever you want. I'll leave, I'll never come around again. I'll never call. Just don't hurt him like you hurt me." Linda was shaking with violent sobs and Butters ran over and hugged her. He just wanted to be held right now. "Mommy, I love you..."
"I love you too, I love you too. But your father... he won't accept you because you're right. When you're right you're right. I'm not stable. I can't take my medication and I don't want you around for that, or this baby. I want you to remember right now. Remember that I'm your mom and I love you and even if I've said differently I'm so proud of you. You're a beautiful young man with a beautiful future, just don't let it slip away. Don't lose your happiness. Don't get lost."
"Mom..." Butters cried and rested his head on her shoulder. She ran her hands through his hair and kissed his forehead.
"Go upstairs. I boxed up all of your pictures and videos for you. Your father doesn't want them and I hid them so he wouldn't burn them. I want you to keep them. I want you to remember that deep down I always loved you. I'm so sorry..." Linda looked ready to break as she looked at her son with bloodshot eyes. "And anything else in your room you take. You just take it."
She walked with him up the stairs quickly and unlocked his door. Everything was covered with sheets and plastic. She pulled back the rug and lifted the floorboards. Linda pulled out a box and quickly pulled everything back to its original spot. Butters took it with shaking hands, and quickly went to his closet. He quickly grabbed behind the lightbulb and shut the door.
"If I can't come back... I want you to have this. You gave it to me when I was little..." he held up the crucifix and she covered her mouth as she took it and nodded. "I'm a phone call away, mom. If you want me around I will be. And promise me you won't hurt my baby brother or sister. Don't get an abortion, don't put your new... your new child through any pain." Linda shook her head and put his hand on her stomach.
"I can't keep it in this house. It doesn't deserve this life, it should be in heaven where the angels can-"
"N-no!" Butters cried and put his left hand on her stomach. "That's... no. I-I'll take him. Or her. Just promise me until then that you won't try to kill your baby. If you have the baby then I promise, I swear on my life that I'll take care of it." The words fell out of his mouth before he could think, and once they were said he couldn't take it back. He couldn't do that. He didn't have the funds or the ability; he was going to be in college next year. They all were.
But his mom nodded and kissed his cheek.
"If you take it then I'll keep the pregnancy." Butters felt his stomach churn as he nodded vigorously. "You need to go, now. Get Kenny and go and don't come back."
All he could do was nod and run down the stairs with the box in hand. He looked back up the stairs, at his mother who looked half tempted to throw herself down them, and quickly opened the door.
"-deserve anything you've done to them. You just can't-" Kenny paused and looked to Butters. His face softened and Butters practically felt Kenny's heart break as he looked to him. He then turned back to Stephen and sighed, "You should count your blessings, because you're throwing everything away. Lee, is everything okay?" Kenny asked. Butters shook his head.
"We need to go... now. For good."
"Butters, now you just wait one-" The bright blonde shook his head at his father.
"No, dad I'm done. Mom's pregnant and you need to fix your life. I'm gone, don't call for me." Butters said, then walked down the stairs. Kenny gave Stephen Stotch a look before he shook his head and followed Butters who held the box tightly in his arms. "We need to talk. But I have one more thing I want to do..." Butters said, "after this." He grabbed Kenny and crashed their lips together furiously. Kenny was taken aback for a moment and immediately kissed him back, but as soon as he heard the door slam, pulled away.
"What was that for?"
"Piss off my dad. Ken... I did something stupid. But... go to the gas station real quick. I wanna buy something. Then we need to go home and talk. A lot." Kenny nodded and didn't question him. He quickly opened the little trunk and put the box in, then sat down behind Kenny and pulled on his helmet as Kenny started the ignition.
It was a two minute drive to the gas station and Butters told Kenny to just wait outside. He quickly ran inside, then back out with a small bag in hand. Kenny gave him a quizzical look yet said nothing as he hopped back on.
As soon as they got home they went inside and up the stairs. Karen gave them a look but said nothing as she continued talking on the phone. They locked the door when they entered their room, and Kenny looked at Butters with a dismal expression.
"Come here, baby," he said, and opened his arms. Butters ran into them and burrowed his head in his chest as he sobbed. Kenny ran his fingers over his back, in soothing circles as he hushed his crying. Butters couldn't help it. He had said goodbye to his mother, who was supposed to always be there for him.
But she accepted them, at least. And she told him to leave so he could be happy. And she said she loved him and was proud. Even if it had been lies it was what he needed to hear. It gave him most of the closure he need. His tears weren't complete with melancholy this time but they came down in the bitter streams down his cheeks.
Kenny led them to the bed and sat down with his legs crossed. He leaned back, and Butters sat on his lap, in a slight bridal style. His legs dangled off of the bed and he rested his head on Kenny's chest as the taller boy caressed his sides.
"What did you and your mom talk about?" Kenny asked quietly as he ran his hands through Butters' hair. The bright blonde blinked a couple of times and sat in silence as he gathered up the courage to say what had been said. But Kenny was patient and the silence remained heavy as Butters composed himself.
Finally, he pulled himself away because he knew he had to look at Kenny when he said this. Because he knew Kenny would be angry, more like furious, and it was his fault and he needed to see that. But the look he received when he sat across from Kenny, with their knees touching and their hands locked tightly, was a look of worry and love.
"She told me I needed to go, to get away because... because she wanted me happy. She said she loved me, Ken... she said she loved me and she's proud. But we can't be happy near them, I guess. I mean I know that. They're... unstable. They're... crazy, Ken, and I can't be around them. She packed up all the pictures and videos of me so that I could have them, which is what that box is... and..." he trailed off as his voice caught in his throat. Kenny squeezed his hand. "I don't want you to be mad at me..."
"Hey, hey, I'm not gonna be mad. Did she hurt you?" Butters shook his head and sighed shakily as he wiped at his eyes.
"No, no... she said she was gonna get an abortion because... she didn't want the baby to grow up with... what I grew up with. She didn't want the baby to be hurt like me..." Kenny nodded, and Butters let out a broken sob. Kenny bit his lip and felt his eyes prickle, but blinked a couple of times and took a deep breath, "so I said I'd do anything to make sure she didn't get an abortion."
"...Okay...? So what did you do?" Butters whimpered and let go of Kenny's hand. The younger boy, however, took them back and squeezed tighter. "Sweetheart, tell me..." Butters looked up when Kenny used his favorite endearment and sniffled. "I swear, on Karen's life I won't be mad." Butters laughed sadly and finally looked up.
"My mom... I said if she kept the baby then I'd take it."
Kenny slowly leaned back and his eyes widened at Butters' admission. The tears welled in Butters' eyes again and Kenny sighed heavily.
"Oh fuck..." Kenny trailed off uneasily; he felt as if he had been hit by a train. And that was not a good feeling; he was well aware of how that felt. Butters started crying again and he shook his head before he leaned forward and hugged him. "No, hey, hey now... I'm not... I'm not mad at you. But... did you think it through before you said anything?" Butters shook his head.
"And now I can't take it back... Kenny, I can't take care of a baby, even if it's my baby sibling. I'll have school and it was stupid of me. I just... she can't kill my brother or sister. Oh God, what if it's twins? Or... triplets? Oh my God. What have I done? How are you not mad?!"
"I'm in shock, I'll go through the five stages a few hours from now. But I'm not mad at you. Just... mad at the situation. You shouldn't have been forced to say something like that. Or to actually do it, Lee... do you realize what you just agreed to?" Butters nodded slowly, and Kenny sighed as he scrubbed a hand through his hair.
"I can't do this Kenny, I shouldn't have gone... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." Kenny shook his head and held him as he pressed kisses to his forehead. Butters held onto Kenny's shirt and felt the last few tears slip from his eyes.
"We'll figure it out. We'll talk to Kevin and Shelly, okay? It's possible to do this, and I'm here for you. In fact, I can continue online classes next year and get a night shift job so I can have days and you can have nights. And then there's daycare too. And Denver's close to Boulder, so I'm sure Kevin and Shelly would help us out, okay? If you're serious about this then we can make it work." Butters nodded slowly and kissed Kenny's neck.
"I'm... I'm serious, I don't want my mom to get an abortion. I'm sorry..." Kenny shook his head and kissed Butters' nose adoringly. He brushed back his blonde hair and pressed their foreheads together.
A knock on the door brought them out of their reverie and Kenny grimaced.
"Kevin and Shelly are here..." Karen mumbled, "can I come in?" The two blondes kissed quietly and Butters took Kenny's hand as they walked to the door. He clicked the lock and opened it to find Karen looking at them worriedly. "He's checking the food. More like he wants to know if he can sneak a bite..." she murmured with a smirk. Kenny smiled. "What happened?"
"We all need to have a little discussion before we get back to birthday stuff, is that okay?" Kenny asked Butters, who nodded. Karen gave a slow nod and appeared worried as she led them down the stairs.
As soon as Kevin and Shelly saw the two they knew something was wrong. Kenny took Caroline and sat down with her on his lap, next to Butters, who looked afraid as he stared at the little girl.
"What's goin' on?" Kevin asked with a smile as he clapped Butters on the back. Butters bit his lip and rubbed his hands together.
So Butters explained to the best of his ability. He recounted his discussion with his mom, showed them the box of pictures, and eventually told them about the decision he had made. Kenny held his hand most of the way through, except when Caroline wanted to bounce on his knees.
"-and Kenny and I decided that we're gonna raise him... or her." Butters finally finished. Kevin turned to his brother with his jaw slack, and hit him upside the head.
"Are ya fuckin' stupid?" Kevin barked, "you're goin' to college, it's difficult enough for us to raise Carrie and you're both... Jesus fuck... you're fuckin' nuts." Shelly hit him on the shoulder and Caroline squealed on Kenny's lap at the action. Butters looked to Karen, who stared at them both with wide eyes. "I mean, ya shouldn't have to take care of your brother or sister, you're just a kid, and that's eighteen years, guys. Yer gonna want to go out and do shit not stay at home with a sick toddler."
"Kenny's just a kid and he's been taking care of me..." Karen murmured quietly, earning a grimace from Kevin, "maybe... no I know why that would be better. Because we know mom did it two years younger than me. She was already taking care of a two year old at my age with another one the way, Kenny and Butters can take care of Butters' little sibling... better than his parents could, sadly." Butters nodded and smiled as Caroline chewed on Kenny's shirt.
"I... I want to do this," Butters said and looked to Kenny, "I really, really do. It's the best choice." Kenny squeezed his hand as he used his other to balance Caroline on his leg. Kevin looked to his younger brother and shook his head as he wore a sad smile.
"It's not that I don' think ya two can do it, I just think it's a damn shame ya have to in the first place," Kevin mumbled, then sighed heavily, "this is some real heavy shit." Shelly nodded and watched as Kenny poked Caroline's nose, causing the six month old girl to giggle happily and clap her little fists together.
"You realize that next year at this time Caroline would be how you'd see your little sister? Oh, please make it a little sister!" Karen cried as she looked up at the ceiling. "And I can be your baby sitter. So would you like... get full custody rights or what?"
"I'd be his or her legal guardian and see if I could get Kenny to be as well. If my parents sign away all that stuff then yeah, I'd have full custody I guess. I don't know how that works."
"So... would you get to choose the name?" Butters shrugged at Karen, who looked excited, "what would you name your sister?"
"That sounds really odd..." Kenny trailed off with a laugh before he lifted Caroline and blew raspberries on her stomach. She squealed and kicked violently in his arms as she laughed. Kevin and Shelly looked at each other with soft, knowing smiles on their faces.
"If I got to choose her name...? I dunno. I'd wanna save my favorite names for my own kids. But my parents named me Leopold so maybe... I don't know..." he trailed off, "Grace or Elizabeth or something." Karen nodded slowly and looked at him with shining eyes full of excitement.
"And if you got to name your brother?"
"Bradley," Butters murmured, as if that were the simplest question he had ever been asked. Kenny squeezed his hand as he recounted the memory Butters had shared with him. Karen could tell the name meant something to the blonde but said nothing as she nodded.
"I like them!" Kenny just smiled at her and she blushed, "what? I'm excited for this! What if he or she calls you dad?"
"We have a lot of time to think about it," Kenny said for Butters, who suddenly looked pale. "Right now we should be celebrating... or at least... chillin' instead of talking about future plans. Leopold, what would you like to do?"
Honestly he wanted to go back and redo the day. But he knew that was impossible; he also knew going to sleep was impossible because Kenny would probably die in order for Butters to have fun. So he shrugged and looked to the strawberry blonde.
So they played a couple of board games to give them something to do as they talked and joked around. Kenny managed to win the second game; it was the first game Butters had ever played with him that he won. Judging by his reaction it seemed to be the first game Kenny had ever won. The cards were thrown and Kenny rolled around on the floor as he flailed in excitement.
After two hours were spent on a vicious game of Monopoly with Kevin in the lead they took a break for dinner. By the time they finished eating the food was completely gone and Butters' face was covered in barbecue sauce. Kenny snickered at him from one seat away and the bright blonde raised an eyebrow.
"Are you laughing at me?" Butters asked; he cracked up when Kenny's smile instantly faded.
"No, I'm laughing with you," Kenny murmured innocently. Karen smirked as she cleared the plates, and swatted at Kevin who was peeking at the cake. Shelly was finishing feeding Caroline, who preferred to stick her fingers in the jar of food.
"No!" Kenny cried as Butters grabbed his cheeks and smashed their faces together, "ahh, sick!" they wrestled against each other as Kenny tried to pull away from Butters, who was laughing hysterically. "Bad Leopold!"
Caroline squealed loudly as they fell on the floor, pushing and pulling at each other as they giggled and fought. Butters ended up smearing some of the barbecue sauce on Kenny's face, who immediately got back at him by tickling him.
"Boys..." Karen chided teasingly, standing over them with her arms folded. They slowly looked up, Butters kicking Kenny once more in the process, and beamed angelically.
"We're just messin'," Kenny chirruped, shoving Butters lightly, who gnashed his teeth at him in response.
They both grumbled as Kevin lifted them both by the backs of their shirts. They looked at each other, like two kittens, and were let go when standing.
"Idjits," Kevin grumbled with a smirk as he sat at the table, "we should have cake now." Butters nodded and conspicuously gave Kenny's bottom a pat before he sat down at the table once more.
Kenny walked up to Shelly and Carrie, who was waving her arms at him, and he puffed up his face.
"Should have have cake, little munchkin?" He asked and watched as she pointed at him and made a grabbing motion. Shelly shook her head and pulled her from her high chair before handing her to Kenny. She grabbed his cheeks and gurgled in happiness. Kenny puffed them once more, and she hit them roughly. "You just don't want us eating yummy cake 'cause you gotta eat yucky Cheerios, huh?" She babbled in reply, and he nodded. "I hear ya."
Karen laughed as he whispered in the baby's ear and held her tight as he carried the cake to the table.
"She told me she'll eat her Cheerios if you let her play with Agent Orange." Kenny said, handing her back to Shelly, who rolled her eyes in response at the blonde. Butters just smiled, until he saw the cake.
"Oh my God, get that in me now," Butters blurted, then blushed as Kevin burst out laughing. Kenny facepalmed but kept his cool as he lit the candles and set it in front of Butters.
They sang a loud and completely off-key version of "Happy Birthday" which also included valuable input from Caroline. As soon as Butters blew out the candles Kenny put his hand on his head and pushed his face in the cake. Karen yelped in surprise and Butters quickly pulled his head away with a scowl.
"Jeeeeerk," he grumbled, then glowered as Kenny wiped his finger on the frosting that covered his face. "It went up my nose..." Kenny just smirked and raised an eyebrow in response, then handed Butters a paper towel.
"Hey, you love me," Kenny sang then cut a piece from the middle, because he knew Butters didn't like corner pieces, and set the cake in front of him. "Aaaand it has cherry filling because I love you." Butters just smiled with his face still covered in frosting, and shook his head.
Once the cake was eaten, and most of it was gone, they went to finish their game of Monopoly. Like Kenny said, Caroline got to play with Chester, who seemed less than willing, and most of their attention was on her as she babbled to the cat.
It took until 2:30 in the morning and a forfeit from Karen for Shelly to end the game. By then Butters was trying his best to keep his eyes open and Kenny was slightly delusional from sleepiness. Kevin was wide awake as he carried Caroline to the car.
"I hope it was a good birthday," Shelly sleepily mumbled to Butters as she patted his shoulder. Kevin squeezed him in a hug and gave him a noogie before he did the same to his brother. They looked as if they had been choked when he let go of them.
"You two are fuckin' nuts," he said with a crooked grin as he looked at them. Butters looked down at the ground and shrugged; he knew he was referring to their decision to take in his future brother or sister. But he also knew that his parents were also "fuckin' nuts" and he'd prefer to raise him in his version.
"Hell yeah we are," Kenny replied, then cracked up at his joke. Butters put an arm around Kenny and shook his head as Kevin wore a deadpan expression. He led Shelly out and gave a finally wave before he shut the door. "Hey... hey..." Kenny pulled Butters back from the stairs. They heard Kevin's car pull down the driveway and his tail lights reflected in the window, "hey now, mister Stotch... we didn't open your presents." Butters just shrugged.
"I really just wanna go to bed," he mumbled, but Kenny shook his head and dragged him up the stairs. Bunny perked up at the stairs and followed them in their room. Karen was curled up on their bed with Chester laying on her side.
Kenny gently shook her and slowly the brunette turned with sleepy eyes.
"Kar-bear... wakey wakey. It's present time." Butters sighed and looked at Kenny miserably.
"You didn't have to get me a thing..." the bright blonde said quietly as Kenny handed him a neatly wrapped present.
"Uh-huh," Karen replied with a tired grin as she leaned on her elbow. Her brother nodded and watched Butters excitedly as he carefully unwrapped his present. "It's not much... but it's from the heart. I made it so..." she trailed off as he unfolded the paper.
"O-oh my God, you made these?!" He cried in awe as he stared at the presents Karen had given him. He held up the light blue sweater and beamed when seeing a knitted "B" in the center. A black and yellow scarf went with it and he examined them closely. "Karen, this is amazing!" She blushed and shrugged her shoulders as he folded the sweater and scarf.
"My turn!" Kenny chirruped, then held up a small present. Butters eyed him warily and shook his head.
"Kenny, if you got me more jewelry I will not be happy with you." Kenny just shrugged and smiled smugly as Butters carefully peeled back the paper. He stared at the thing inside the box and furrowed his eyebrows. "Is that...?" he trailed off, then shook his head as he took the simple chain from the box and held the necklace in his hands. Kenny nodded and smiled a little as Butters slipped it over his neck.
"What is it?" Karen asked slowly, unsure of what she was witnessing. Butters just smiled and held the pendant in his hand.
"It's... Riku's symbol from "Kingdom Hearts". Damn you, Kenny..." Butters whimpered, tears stinging his eyes as he grinned. Kenny pulled him close. Karen just smiled at them happily and laid back down yet still kept her eyes on them. Kenny pulled out another chain from his pocket and Butters let out a little sob as he saw the pendant in the center.
"I made myself the Sora one... 'cause I always said you're the Sora to my Riku." Butters clutched his shirt and kissed the corner of his mouth as he examined the symbols. "Which, when I was makin' these I got to thinkin'... do you wanna go as them for Halloween?"
"Like cosplay?" Karen brightened at the word and Kenny shrugged.
"Isn't that what Halloween is?" the darker blonde teased, "but I just thought it'd be kinda cool. And Karen could be Kairi!"
"Hells yeah!" she cried excitedly, throwing her fist in the air triumphantly.
"Except you totally end up with Riku at the end."
"Isn't that how it works anyway?" Butters teased as he nuzzled Kenny's neck. "But really, Ken, these are so awesome. I love it and you spoil me rotten."
"Nah, I spoil you sweet, both of you," he said to Karen, who stuck out her tongue before she curled up and shut her eyes. "Was it a good birthday, Lee?" Kenny finally whispered as he took Butters' hands in his.
The bright blonde nodded and stroked the back of Kenny's hand with his thumb.
"The best, I can't believe I'm eighteen..." he trailed off. They stood up and quietly changed into their pajamas; Karen's deep breathing told them she was fast asleep and Kenny had already felt bad for waking her.
Butters set the sweater and scarf on the top of the dresser; he'd put them in the closet with his weekly wear tomorrow. For now he just wanted in comfy clothes and to sleep. Because 6:30 was fast approaching and he couldn't handle sleep deprivation like Kenny.
"That reminds me, you didn't buy an R-rated movie or go to an adult shop or buy cigarettes or anything... you didn't do anything to tell the world you're eighteen!" Butters shrugged at Kenny's whisper and tied the drawstrings to his pants before he took off his glasses.
"Yeah I did!" Butters told him, then opened the drawer and pulled out a grocery bag. "'cept I got it for you rather than me. But you don't have to use it... I just know Stan said he'd probably do this and I thought it was kinda cool... but I don't want you thinking about this the wrong way, okay?" Kenny nodded slowly and blushed when he realized Butters had gotten him a gift, even though it was his birthday.
The darker blonde tilted his head when seeing the two small boxes. He read over the title twice, then looked up at Butters.
"You bought an e-cigarette?" Kenny asked, Butters shrugged.
"Yeah, I mean I coulda just bought you a pack but I saw it and thought it looked cool. I don't mind you smoking though, honest. So don't think I'm trying to get you to quit." Kenny chuckled and shook his head, then kissed Butters' cheek.
"You so would buy me a present on your birthday," he teased, then set the cigarette and the cartridges on the nightstand. "Thank you. I've always been curious what they're like anyway. I know a few people smoke them in class so maybe I can get away with it." Butters rolled his eyes but nodded and curled into Kenny as they laid down. They burrowed deep in the blankets and tangled their limbs in their comfortable way they always did.
Both of them were quiet as they began to fall asleep. Kenny's arms held onto Butters tightly as they lay in each others' arms. The smaller boy was burrowed in Kenny's chest and the quiet drumming of his heart lulled him to sleep. And he did feel safe, happy, and loved; this had been the best birthday he ever had. All because of Kenny.
"Are you awake?" Kenny asked groggily, dragging Butters from the peaceful spiral into slumber. He nodded slowly and felt his mind try to tug him back and forth between consciousness and sleep. "I just wanted to say that we're gonna be okay, no matter what happens, okay?" Butters nodded and tried to murmur a response but all that came out was a quiet moan as he snuggled against Kenny's chest. His fingers loosened their hold on his shirt and Butters found himself floating back to sleep by the soft, gentle touches of Kenny's fingertips running through his hair. "I love you," Kenny whispered into his hair, then closed his eyes and hoped to fall asleep.