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It was like any other average 9-5 office job. The atmosphere wasn't the best, but it was friendly in some ways. Most people were friends. Well, pretty much everyone was in a certain department. Where Victor worked, there were 5 of them on the 12th floor of their work building; Stan and Kyle - who worked very close, Cartman - who almost never seemed to get his work done and would sit snacking on donuts whilst constantly bickering about random shit to Kyle, and then there was Kenny. Kenny had grown up very close to Victor, even before the name change. It was all due to the male's traumatic childhood. He didn't want to be connected to it or reminded of it in anyway, so he ended up changing every bit of it. For Kenny, this name change actually took a while to get used to, but he got there in the end.
As a young child, Vic was known to be a wuss with almost no friends until he began to hang out with Kenny and the other 3. Even if he was left out. Even if he was continuously picked on. He still felt glad to be apart of something and not by himself. Victor even had a of habit of mushing his knuckles together when nervous - which he still does sometimes - but of course habits change over time. Reminiscing in his past, there was one thing he enjoyed doing even if it labelled him as an outcast: Playing as Professor Chaos. He actually involved the alter-ego with his changed name, thus becoming Victor Chaos.
Even if the whole ninja star incident was locked into the alias, it still made him happy. Kenny threw the star, nobody else. Saying this makes him sound weird, like he has some sort of injury or blood kink, but that's not the case. If anyone else threw that ninja star, he wouldn't've been so forgiving. He still has the scar to his day, even being partially blind in one eye.
"I'm gonna go smoke outside. Tag along if ya want!" It was lunch break for everyone, so obviously Kenny was heading out to do one of his favourite things ever.
Smoking.
Even if it was bad for your health, he grew up around parents who would do nothing but constantly drink, smoke and beat each other up almost all the time - So obviously he thought this was normal. "Okay, Ken." Victor contemplated leaving with him, but he'd never actually smoked in his life. It was actually kind of embarrassing, being 36 and having never smoked. "Um, wait..Can I come?" Kenny turned around to face the unsure male, him as usual rubbing his knuckles together.
"I didn't say tag along for no reason, dumbass." He laughed before walking off, obviously hoping Victor followed, in which he did. "Hm..sorry, hah." The awkwardness of the situation caused him to let out a wobbly laugh. "It's 'kay." There was a balcony on their same work floor, which was one of the only areas where smoking was allowed due to it being banned indoors in 2007.
Taking the packet from his pocket revealed the horrific images featured on the packaging as a warning. Obviously most people ignored it though. This started to put Victor off, deciding this was a stupid idea, but felt it would be too awkward to just back out. Kenny also reached into his pocket once more, snatching a lighter from it. He placed the fag to his mouth before lighting it and breathing the now toxic air in. He removed it, letting out a huge sigh, then leaning over the rails of the balcony. Victor shuffled forward along with the other blond, looking down at him in awe and amazement. Kenny looked up, smiling politely. "You want some?"
The nervous blond didn't actually know what to say, only accepting the offer because he didn't want to seem lame in front of his closest friend, let alone crush. It sounded stupid for an almost middle aged male to have a crush since it was more of a lovey-dovey high school thing, but here he was having a secret shrine of the perverted 35-year-old in his basement. Totally not creepy and totally normal, right? Everyone has one of those. Definitely.
"Well, sure." It was evident he was nervous as Kenny passed the somewhat dangerous item over to him, but 'here goes nothing', I guess! That same phrase - 'here goes nothing' - kept playing on and on in his head as he looked at it. "Uhhh..Earth to Victor??" Kenny was quick to wave his hands in front of the others face, him clearly beginning to lose it. Almost fainting, possibly. "Oh, shit sorry." The younger just nodded at the stupidly shocked reaction of the older male, snickering whilst. "You know you don't have to do this. Have you even smoked before?"
"Well, sure I have. Just um..not recently."
"For all I know that could mean years ago."
"Shut up."
"Whatever you say, Mr. I've-done-every-single-thing-to-exist."
Victor rolled his eyes, although expeditiously returning his attention back to the cig that slotted perfectly between his index and middle finger. He had to lie to be cool, like most people do of course. Well that's what he thought at least. The lanky blond was doubtful as he raised the supposed cancer stick to his lips. 'It's your chance to impress him' continuously ran through his head as he began to suck the smoke in. This leaded to instant choking. The cigarette was dropped to the floor as he covered his mouth, tears immediately welling in his eyes in reaction to the sudden suffocating feeling in his lungs. His body dropped, the only things really supporting him being the balcony rails and the secure hold of the other male beside him. "You dumb fuck, you lied about smoking before didn't you?" Kenny seemed mildly enraged at his friend stupidity. Victor just mumbled a reply of yes through struggling coughs.
As his coughing and expectorating calmed and Kenny's back-patting slowed, he began to speak again. "Why'd you lie though, where did you think it was gonna get you?"
"Hm, I guess I just wanted to impress you."
"Fucking choking is no way to impress someone you bonehead! You worried me if anything."
"Sorry." The sorry was long and drawn out, causing the two to laugh, snigger and snort for a full few minutes.
"You know, you don't have to impress me. It's kinda stupid, You're already good enough."
"That's cheesy."
"Yeah, and don't deny it!! You totally like it."
"Whatever Ken." Victor lifted himself, replying to his friend's cheesy and cringy comments before both reached equal eye level. He was smirking, which was slightly enticing to the older. Kenny was the type to tease, and that felt like exactly what he was doing now. "Wipe that stupid smirk off of your face..You look r-tarded."
"Shhh, I've been told it's super hot by many chics." Kenny raised his hand to the older's face, placing his index finger over Victor's lips.
"Mm, yeah, maybe because they were desperate." His eyes travelled down to the finger that lay across his lips, him soon pushing it away.
It was awkwardly quiet until Kenny spoke again. "So, we gonna kiss..or??"
"Wait what?"
"Don't know really, just thought it seemed fitting to the moment."
"Well, if you wanna I guess."
" 'Course I wanna, duncehead."
Another mutual feeling of amusement was shared between the two as the laughed at the names before calming down soon after, becoming slightly more tame. Victor continuously eyed the other's lips in anticipation, lifting his hand to hold his friend's chin. It was slow and quite sweet, nothing entirely sexual about it as they inched closer and closer by the second. It was only a matter of time before their lips met, the feeling slightly weird for Victor since he wasn't the type receive affection on a daily basis. His insides flipped, nervous he was doing something stupidly wrong again. He felt Kenny's lips rise into a smile against his own pair before the two immediately pulled away. "You ever kissed anyone either? Don't lie like before, you know where that got you."
"Well, not for a few years I don't think."
"Hm, well, we could go for lunch tomorrow if you're free."
"What, like a date?"
"If you want!"