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“i should've never given you my spare keys.” Stan muttered as he laid down at 3am, barely awake, but his boyfriend's presence — who to say the least had just entered his room — was sitting at the edge of the bed, his hands gripping the covers. “I didn't wanna go to my parents house” Kenny admitted shakily, almost avoiding eye contact, ashamed.
Stan knew his boyfriend well, and didn't want to see him like that, so he leaned in to grab Kenny's wrist and pull him to lay down in bed with him. He smiled softly as the blonde looked up at him, a surprised look on his face.
“You wanna talk about it?”
“No, no not really.”
“Alright then, c'mere.”
Stan smiled and held Kenny to his chest, the latter had tears that seemed close from falling from his eyes. Stan sighed as Kenny moved his head to hide in the boy's chest, holding him tightly, not talking.
Silence filled the room, neither of the two teenagers dared to speak a word, they never needed to speak between each other, that's what happens when you've grown up with your soulmate.
Stan placed a hand on Kenny's cheek and pulled his face up a little, leaning in as he softly smiled.
He noticed how Kenny had a small cut on his cheek, it was small, but still somewhat fresh, he frowned, his eyes looked softly at his boyfriend.
No matter how torn apart from tears, Kenny's face was still so gorgeous to him, he did a little attempt to wipe off the tears with his thumb, as he felt his boyfriend lean into the touch, closing his eyes and nuzzling his face in Stan's hand.
Stan's heart couldn't take it any more, and slowly leaned closer, hugging Kenny in his arms.
He noticed Kenny doing the same, desperately clinging to his shirt as if afraid to let go.
Kenny let it all out, not once saying anything, just keeping him close and stroking his hair with a hand. He then slowly felt Kenny's breath slow down, and soon enough he realized Kenny fell asleep.
Poor guy, he was probably so exhausted from finally exploding after bottling up so much.
Stan smiled, pushing Kenny's now sleepy form even more close to himself, burying his face in his hair.
“Night. Ken. I love you.” He muttered before falling into a deep slumber.
Stan was never really the affectionate guy, not in the touchy sense that's for sure, he always liked to spend time with the people he cared about, maybe playing videogames together, maybe talking, or even just stay in a room all quiet, with the little exception on the wind breezing from the open window.
He never expected to end up with someone who was clingy, he always joked about not knowing how to handle clingy people in a way, also because any sort of physical touch made him nauseous.
But there he was, cuddling with his boyfriend, cradling Kenny in his arms as he buried his face in his shoulder, sighing softly as the warmth of the other body soothed his thoughts.
Kenny was always a very touch-friendly guy, he liked holding hands with Stan or the others, and now that he was with the noiret he was always touching him some way, might be hugging his arm or even just holding his sleeve as he got carried around by Stan, he barely detached himself from the latter.
Stan didn't move or whine about the clinginess and the PDA as much as usual, also because he knew Kenny was still in a fragile state of mind, he let Kenny bury his head in his chest as he kissed his forehead. “mh. Morning Ken.” He muttered, and heard a hum of acknowledgement back, moving from his chest to bury himself in his boyfriend's neck.
Stan stroked his hair with one hand, closing his eyes and breathing in Kenny's scent, he didn't feel like moving at all, today would be a lazy day for both of them.
Stan sighed as the heat of the summer started getting to him, under the blankets, with another human attached to his torso, he pulled slightly away from Kenny, with not much of enjoyment from the latter, and sat up, wiping some sweat from his forehead, not long after Kenny sat up as well, and immediately latched onto Stan again.
“Dude!!!” Stan yelped before being smothered in kisses all around his face.
Kenny chuckled. “Thank you for yesterday.” His eyes and voice expressed the blonde was still kind of tired, but Stan was glad he felt a little bit better.
They remained in silence again, staring at each other while smiling.
That was, until Sharon busted the door open as her usual, making the two jump, Kenny instinctively hid under Stan's arm, the noiret started laughing as he looked at his mother, who leaned against the doorframe with the same happy expression she had when Kenny visited. “Hi mom, is everything ok?” Sharon looked at Stan with a smile, “Nothing sweetie, breakfast is ready for Kenny as well, I heard him coming from the window yesterday.”
Kenny frowned, hoping the ground would swallow him whole, slowly sinking in the blankets again, Stan smiled as he pulled him up in his arms again before he drowned in the blankets.
“yeah thanks mom, we'll get down now.” he replied before Sharon closed the door.
Kenny finally looked up, “Sorry for busting in yesterday..” Stan chuckled. “Don't worry dude, my parents don't care either, let's go eat.” He stood up, dragging himself and his boyfriend out of bed, as they walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, Sharon was doing the laundry in the other room, Stan mentally noted Randy had, for once, taken Shelley with him, possibly he heard Kenny's arrival yesterday as well.
He sat at his usual place and Kenny sat across him, both eating in silence.
Eggs and bacon, again? Stan frowned, but he saw how his boyfriend was about to devour everything, he smiled softly as he asked “Ken, do you want my bacon as well? I'm not that hungry.” Kenny tilted his head but shrugged, taking Stan's bacon slices in his own plate and eating them, Stan simply finished the eggs and stood up, grabbing both their plates as Kenny stuffed himself with orange juice, they thanked Sharon as they went to their room, while Kenny was still dressed from yesterday, Stan was wearing his pajamas, and immediately changed in his usual jeans, brown jacket and red puffball hat, he still didn't grow out that hat, it was too important for him.
Kenny smiled before they heard a knock at the front door, Stan's eyes widened, “right! We had a hangout with Kyle and Cartman today.” He pinched the bridge of his nose as Kenny laughed softly and walked to the door and opened.
A redhead and… Cartman stood still on the other side, Kyle didn't even look up from his attempt to light a cigarette as he said, “Hey dude, you ready? Kenny wasn't ho–” “dumbass Jew, look up.” Cartman cut him off, Kyle glared at the brunette before looking up and seeing Kenny hold his laughter. “Kenny?! the fuck are you doing at Stan's?!” Eric scrunched his nose back as Stan walked out the door behind Kenny, still fixing his shirt, “You guys didn't do it, right? Nasty fags.” Kenny sighed “No, I didn't wanna go home and slept here instead. I already texted Karen and Kevin I wasn't gonna be home, they were already asleep tho.” Stan held Kenny's hand as they walked out the door, looking at the other two, Stan yawned, “where are we going??” He rubbed an eye, Kyle crossed his arms. “Cartman proposed the arcade, and honestly I feel like beating him to some games.” This last statement got a glare from the brunette.
Kyle and Eric already started walking off without waiting for a reply from Stan or Kenny, as this last one looked at Stan with a fond look and started dragging him out, Stan yelled a goodbye to his mother and his dad, and let himself be pushed around by the blonde.
Not that he minded, of course.