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It was another average day in South Park- as average as it can be at least. Craig Tucker couldn't be bothered by whatever Cartman and his crew were doing. The sun was close to setting, leaving the little mountain town in a pink-orange glow. The town almost seemed peaceful- again, almost. It’s South Park we’re talking about.
A loud and dull banging echoed through Craig’s room. Someone was banging on his window, slightly scaring him. Dropping his controller, the boy sighed.
“Come in, asshole!” The raven haired boy shouted, his eyes never leaving the tv screen in front of him as he picked up the controller again. A breeze of cold air flew into the room as the window open and then closed again. Craig continued to look at the screen mumbling swears under his breath at the video game.
“Craig..” The boy with hair as bright as the sun mumbled. That's when Craig snapped his head up from the tv and towards Kenny.
“Jesus Christ.” Craig whispered as he stood up and dropped the controller on the ground, “What happened this time?” His soft hands immediately grasped the other boys face. Craig's blue irises took in every inch of Kenny's now bloody and bruised face.
“My dad is pissed at me, what else is new? He finally found the report cards from like last month and he was so angry I got bad grades again. It made him more mad that I hid it.” Kenny sighed softly while Craig was still inspecting the new injuries on his face.
“You know the drill, go sit at my desk.” Craig gently pushed Kenny in the direction of his desk. After, he went to his closet and pulled out a small box and brought it over to his desk, “You're dad is a real asshole, I'm going to beat him up one day I swear.” With a loud sigh Craig started to pull the usual stuff from the box. The blonde boy just chuckled slightly while taking off his orange parka, “I mean it Kenny, he's always hitting you. Sorry if this stings.” Carefully Craig wiped away the blood and cleaned the cuts. A sharp hiss left Kenny’s mouth as the liquid stung his cuts, “It’s okay, baby, it's okay. I'm sorry it stings but I have to do to this so you won't get an infection. I'm sorry I called you an asshole, I was joking around and I didn't know something serious had happened and-”
Kenny chuckled at the raven haired boy as he went on, “Look at Craig Tucker, the toughest kid in the grade worrying to death over the little sting the medicine has. I'm also pretty sure I heard him call me… baby? Is that right? Look at Craig Tucker now. Next thing you know you'll drop the alcohol, cigarettes, and stop skipping class.” As he went on, Kenny broke into a fit of laughter while Craig's pale face became a deep scarlet shade.
“Shut it, McCormick. You know that will never even happen. I should stop helping you since you want to be such a jerk. Maybe I'll just never talk to you again, yeah? Pretend like I never see your bright orange parka as you walk past me.” Craig smiled and his face soon turned back to it’s normal pale color.
“You are a feisty one Tucker, aren't you?” They both laughed a little, the sounds of their laugh combined was angelic. The laughter was also much needed after Kenny arrived injured, “About you saying you'll beat my dad up, you do remember he hates you right? Cause you turned his son gay.”
Craig smirked as he finished cleaning the blonde’s injuries, “Oh please, since we were young everyone knew you were clearly gay. It’s all those girls you talked about, were they just cover ups?” Craig brought his face closer to Kenny’s. His voice dropped and became even deeper as he pushed some hair aside and whispered into his ear, “What about Tammy? Was she a cover up? Who gave you a better blow job, me or her? Who's better at it?” Craig nibbled softly on his ear and left a small kiss. Kenny sat there blushing like crazy. His olive skin was a deep red. The pale boy laughed hysterically at this, “Alright loser, time to play some video games.” Craig sat down on the floor again and picked up his controller.
Kenny soon sat next to Craig on the floor and began to focus on the game as well, “Damn you, Craig Tucker. You always know what to say to get to people, don't you?”
“What can I say? I’m a charmer.” He laughed softly as his eyes completely focused on his game. Soon their conversation stopped and all that could be heard were the noises from the video game and small clicking noises as they rapidly clicked the buttons.
“No fair! You’re cheating!” Craig gave a frustrated sigh. He was extremely concentrated. Craig’s small tongue stuck out the corner of his mouth. While Craig tried hard to win, the blonde boy to his right remained completely calm. His lips were set in a confident smirk. He had easily beat Craig in the fighting game. Seeing he had lost, Craig loudly huffed, flipping off Kenny. In response he just laughed.
“How about we watch some Red Racer?” Kenny laughed softly as he ruffled Craig’s hair. Instantly Craig smiled at the idea and started to set everything up. He went out of the room and returned minutes later with his arms full of snacks and drinks.
“So are you going to stay the night?” The raven haired boy asked with a hopeful gleam in his eye. He slept best when he was intertwined with Kenny. It was something about the warmth that radiated off Kenny when they were close together.
“Of course I am, Tucker.” Kenny smiled, already taking his pants off and changing into a pair of Craig’s shorts. With a large grin, Craig followed suit and changed into his pajamas. While he did so the blonde boy had already put in the DVD and set the bed up how they usually did. There were many pillows and snacks laying around the bed. Kenny climbed onto the bed and waited for Craig to do the same. After they had both gotten settled down into the bed, Kenny hit play and put the remote down.
Not many words were spoken between the two as they intently watched the show. The room was dark expect for the bright tv and the soft glow of the fake stars stuck to Craig’s ceiling. Looking up at them always made Kenny smile because the reminded him of why he loved Craig so much. He knew who the real Craig was. He saw beneath the bad boy facade and took the time to really get to know Craig.
It didn’t take long for small snores to escape from Craig’s mouth. He seemed so peaceful and happy while he slept. Being careful not to wake the sleeping boy up, Kenny turned off the tv and moved the half eaten snacks to the floor. Afterwards he intertwined his lanky limbs with Craig’s shorter ones and brought him closer. The moon peeked out from behind the dark blue curtains. In this very moment he forgot about all the bad things. He pushed his father’s hateful words and his stinging cuts out of his mind, and smiled. A true genuine smile. Kenny smiled as he brushed small pieces of the black hair off of Craig’s forehead and planted a soft kiss, “I love you, Craig Tucker.”
“I love you too, McCormick.”