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“Where the hell even are we?” Kyle rolled his eyes at the question,
turning around abruptly, stopping Cartman in his tracks
as he stared back at Kyle who opened his arms wide open, gesturing to his surroundings.
“In the middle of fucking no where fatass, where else?” The red head's tone was assertive, yet mocking as he trudged along, body swifting turning back to face foward, Cartman following soon after, cursing under his breath at the way his heart didn't seem to pick up on the tone of the boy's voice at all, too entranced on the soft lips that had spoken the mocking words instead.
Though, his mind was quicker in reacting as he started to mimick Kyle’s voice in his own harsh mockery as he kept his eyes on the greenery, silently hoping they wouldn’t be found just yet. A few hours later
and they were back to square one, the silence was deafening, and even Kyle was starting to hate the bird’s constant chirping, the chirps starting to become disorted and insanity edged him to break. “Hey, talk to me. Just tell me anything right now.”
Cartman nodded in response, opening his mouth to speak before closing it, repeating the process for a minute or two before finally, the sound of his voice rang through Kyle’s ear like a melody,
“It’s about to be night, do jews carry flashlights or would your shimmering gold be considered a flashlight?” Maybe it was the hot weather making him delirious..
Or something he couldn’t quite pinpoint at the moment, but Kyle nonetheless took Cartman’s sweaty palm into his own, clasping their hands together tightly. “Stop with the jew jokes, God, just ask me what my favorite food is or something.
” He’d expected Cartman to immediately quip back, but the boy failed to do so, his eyes glued to the hand holding his, mouth agape as he kept up with Kyle's sudden quicked face, not that he was self-conscious of the hand holding, no! But. If Cartman were to be.. Uncomfortable.. His stomach churned at the thought, his hold on Cartman's hand loosening. “I-If you don’t like it just let go.” Cartman’s eye’s immediately shot up as he shook his head vigorously, spluttering as he got his sentence out.
“No! It’s just that I..” Kyle passed him a curious look, eyebrows knitting together. “You what?” Without warning, the brunette quickly pulled Kyle’s face down to his face mere inches apart as he spoke. “T-this..” Kyle was breathless, it was like his body had forgotten how
to breath, but there was one thing he was sure of at that moment. “Just shut up and kiss me.” Was the last thing he muttered before Cartman crashed his lips with his own,
the pain subsiding as the kiss was deepened, it was only them out here, only them to witness their vulnerability, their love for one another that had been so deeply supressed.