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god he was an idiot. a fucking idiot. kenny mccormick was a goddamn idiot.
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kenny sighed to himself as he walked along the sidewalk. if only he had money and could get the redhead he adored something nice for valentines day instead of feeling like a charity case.
he sighed, the air visible in front of him from the cold February weather. he pulled the hood of his parka up over his head, his ears bright red from being exposed to the cold air. as he walked, something caught his eye. a convenience store. an awful idea popped into his head, one that kyle would definitely lecture him for if he were here with the blonde. he stopped in his tracks at the front of the store and grinned, he could steal something for kyle.
as kenny walked through the store, the smell of all of the valentines day chocolates and sweets made his mouth water involuntarily. he was always hungry for something so it wasn’t new. but then the smell triggered something, and his eyes popped open, drawn to the sight in front of him.
the white chocolate and caramel, kyles favorite. this could definitely be his gift.
“hes gonna be so happy..” kenny hummed to himself as he giddily walked up to the display, looking around to make sure there were no bystanders to watch his act of defiance, and quickly stuffed the chocolate into his parka, zipping it closed as fast as he opened it. a sigh of relief left his lips, his shoulders slouching. he always felt terrible not being able to buy kyle anything, although the ginger always reassured him,
“you don’t need to waste any money on me, ken”, but it still didn’t stop the underlying guilt he felt every time he would receive something from the redhead. just as he began to walk out of the door sneakily, a sound began to flow from the store, drawing everyones eyes to him.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
oh shit. was all that went through kennys mind as the alarm system hit his eardrums. he ran out of the store, his legs hitting the ground hard as he sprinted away from the scene, tripping and falling face first onto the pavement, his face kissing the hard ground. he felt a sharp pain and quickly got up from the ground, feeling the incoming bruise on his face and the multiple small cuts on his arms and face. he started to run again, cursing to himself for doing that. it was all going to be worth it though, as it was for kyle.
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as he made his way to kyles house, he took a long heavy sigh, wiping the dirt from his jeans and trying to make himself at least a bit presentable. his face was still fucked up from his incident in the parking lot, but he was okay. he ran his fingers through his hair, the chocolates in hand, his bony fingers clinging to the packaging that was slightly damaged due to him falling on his face. he sighs, knocking on the door, wincing at the feeling of his knuckles colliding against the door.
the sound of fast footsteps brought him back to reality, his heart racing as he waited for the door to open. as soon as it did, he was met with a rather large middle aged woman, her red curly hair up in a bun. sheila broflovski, kyles mother.
“oh hello kenny!” she smiled, bringing him into a hug. he yelped at the sudden contact, surrendering to the embrace.
“hey mrs broflovski, is ky here?” he asked, smiling at her with his teeth showing, the gap between his two front teeth on display. kyle always said he looked like a stereotypical redneck at this age, the ripe age of 16. he couldn’t argue though, kyle had him beat. with the heart tattoo on his shoulder that said “mom” in the middle of it, and his accent he sadly got from his parents, it was hard to fight off the stereotype.
“yes of course, he’s just up in his room! you know him, always cooped up in there..” she sighed, her fingers massaging the bridge of her nose.
“at least he isn’t out drinking like other teens his age thankfully.” she smiled, moving away from the doorway as kenny anxiously made his way towards the redhead’s bedroom.
kyles room wasn’t hard to miss, his door that held a sign displayed the words “studying in progress” in large weirdly neatly letters was very uniquely kyle. the blonde knocked twice, waiting for the boy to grant him entry.
as the door opened, he was met with kyle, who even though looked pretty tired in one of kennys shirts and some sweatpants, immediately rushed to kenny. the blonde thought it was for the candy, or so he thought until thin fingers grabbed his face attentively.
“what the hell happened?? are you okay??” the ginger panicked, caressing the bruise under kennys left eye with his thumb. the blonde’s breath stuttered at the sudden contact, his cheeks turning a shade of pink.
“yeah, don’t worry ya pretty head about it ky, i’m fine.” he grinned, leaning into the touch anyway.
“it was just a little..mishap.” kyle slowly pulled his hand away, the blonde letting out a sound of protest as he did, and put his hands on his hips.
“and what was this mishap ?” kyle questioned, unimpressed. as he looked down at the heart shaped box in his hands, his heart began to warm up and his face contorted into a cheesy smile.
“ken you didn’t have to do that..” he was still happy either way, leaning in and placing a kiss on the blondes freckled cheek, right below his bruise. kenny grinned at the kiss, taking his chance to pull in the redhead by his waist to connect their lips. kyle responded by wrapping his arms around kennys shoulders, said boy smiling like a lovesick puppy as he pulled away from the kiss.
“i mighta’ .. borrowed that..” he chuckled nervously, his gaze moving towards the heart shaped box with the candy inside. he raised a hand up to his neck, nervous as he looked back to the boy in front of him.
“kenneth mccormick.” oh no..the full name.
“did you steal this?” he asked, almost sounding like a stern mother lecturing her child. kenny always loved how vocal the redhead was and how he never put up with anyones shit, but now the trait he oh so loved about the curly haired boy came back to bite him in the ass. he swallowed the nervous lump in his throat, avoiding eye contact with the green eyes piercing through his skull like daggers.
“umm, maybe? i wanted to get ya’ a lil somethin nice but i ain’t got the money. i hate seeing ya spend so much on me when i can’t return the favor yknow?” he felt guilty admitting this, especially at this time. he hated being seen as this poor kid that needed extra help with everything, he didn’t. he was independent. his attention was brought back to the boy in front of him as he heard a sigh, then felt a hand caress his face.
“i know you mean well ken, and thank you for getting me something even though you technically stole it.” kenny gulped at the mention of his devious act, but kept his attention on the bright green eyes ahead of him.
“you don’t need to feel bad for not buying me things, i don’t care much about material things and it would be unfair to expect that from you when i know your situation.” as he spoke, he caressed kennys cheek and short uneven stubble, the blonde melting into the touch.
“just having you here is the best thing i could ever ask for. now let me help you get patched up.” as he finished speaking, he led kenny to his bed and motioned for him to sit down as he went to retrieve his first aid kit for the wounds. kenny picked at the skin around his fingers as he waited, his tongue poking through the gap between his teeth. his head popped right back up as kyle re-entered the room with the supplies, sitting the kit down and taking out some gauze and wrapping it around his arm where a few deeper cuts were. he winced a little from the pressure on the sensitive injury, but calmed down as kyle reassuringly pet his hair soothingly. as he added more pieces of gauze or bandaids and after using like 4 different creams to help with infection or just pain relief, he lectured kenny repeatedly about stealing and how he could’ve gotten into serious danger of legal trouble. kenny wasn’t listening though, he was too enraptured by the beauty in front of him. his hooked nose and freckled covered skin paired with his emerald eyes and curly red hair made him look like a beautiful painting, a marvel to stare at and admire. the redhead must’ve caught onto this eventually, meeting kennys gaze and quickly looking away, his cheeks almost matching his hair in color. kenny smiled, grabbing the boys chin lightly and grinning at him lovingly.
“take a picture, it’ll last longer.” kyle spat out, flustered by the constant staring at his face. kenny pouted, grabbing him by his cheeks and squeezing them.
“i have a buncha pictures of ya, i just lovee lookin at ya too. you are gorgeous.” he smiled wide at the redhead, still holding his cheeks as he watched him pout and turn redder.
“you are so gay.” kyle mumbled, glaring at kenny. the blonde chuckled, leaning closer and pulling kyle up to him, wrapping his arms around his waist and pulling him onto the bed with him.
“only for you.” he smiled, kissing kyle on his forehead, pushing his curls out of the way. the redhead melted into it, sighing against him contently. he looked up, meeting the gaze of the blue eyed boy in front of him.
“thanks for the chocolate, ken.”
“thanks for being you, ky.”