Author's Note: This was a request on Tumblr, posted it here too in case someone actually wants me to add or even if someone had critique on their characters or story, etc.

Craig pushed open the exit to the building, leaving early after yet another suspension-threat from the principal. Blinking at the bright sunlight to which he was greeted, he placed his hand over his eyes. A scent he recognized well pushed through his nostrils. "Smoking already, McCormick?" he questioned, knowing if he didn't speak first, the other would most likely make an unneeded comment. This way was easier.

He could practically feel the other's smile. Turning his head, he let his hand fall-placing it inside his coat pocket instead. "Tucker," the blond greeted in an even tone, mocking the other's own. "I see you've been suspended already. Looks like I win the bet."

Craig watched as Kenny took a rather long drag of his cigarette. He tilted his head, thinking on this 'bet' for only a moment before deciding it was taking too much thought to care about. "Only a threat." he replied simply.

Kenny nodded, shaking the ashes from his beloved smoke, letting them litter the gound below. "You will be by tomorrow then."

"And what makes you think that exactly?" Craig found himself asking.

"You're ditching now, aren't you?" the blond countered, shifting his free hand in his parka's pocket. Craig watched, having nothing more to do at the moment. He briefly wondered if he should've just went to class and just sat through it. It might have been better. What's done is done, he reminded himself. Kenny finally found what he was looking for, a battered box of Golden Gate. He opened it, holding it in the direction of Craig.

Half-empty… Craig noted absently. He shrugged, taking one of the offered, knowing it was rare for Kenny to share something so expensive-well, for Kenny's standards. "Lighter." he stated. Kenny nodded, fishing a box of matches from the pocket opposite. "Matches, McCormick?" Craig commented absently.

"Damn lighter's dead, deal," Kenny replied. He flicked the tip on the box edge, lighting it easily. He leaned closer, offering the fire to Craig.

Shrugging, Craig put his own cigarette between his lips, leaning forward to the light. The tips met, smoke beginning to stream from the stick. "Thanks."

Kenny shrugged, again mocking the other's gesture before shaking the match free of the fire. "Think you could make it up to me later?" he asked, wriggling his eyebrows.

Craig gave him a blank look, blinking at the advance. Kenny faltered, "Dude, you're no fucking fun when you do that." The blond leaned back onto the wall, a knee bent, foot connecting to the brick behind him.

Craig took a drag slowly, letting the smoke fill him. It felt nice, relieving. Been too long since I last had one of these… "What made you think I was trying to entertain you in the first place?" he asked simply as he pulled the stick from his lips, letting the smoke from the inhale fill the air with his words.

"No fucking idea, honestly." Kenny admitted, laughing a little. Craig raised an eyebrow at that, not knowing what to say. "Bet you react a lot in bed. Heard the quiet ones are usually the loudest. And most times the freakiest too." he added, deep in thought on the subject. "I guess there's only one way to find out, right?" He laughed again.

Craig flipped him off, taking another drag as the laughter continued. Who the fuck laughs that much over their own jokes? Lame. "Who says you'd be topping?"

Kenny paused at that, shifting to lean better on the school wall. "I'd bottom for you any day. Just give me time and place," he blew a kiss, winking before he chuckled again.

"You wouldn't be able to handle me, McCormick. You talk big but I know you wouldn't know what to do with me if you had me." He inhaled more smoke, feeling a bit jittery from the substance. He hoped he didn't end up like Tweek from smoking…

"I'm willing to learn," Kenny supplied, taking a long drag. "You wanna teach me?"

Craig shook his head and gave the barest of smiles at the words. "You're fucked-up, McCormick."

"Name one person in South Park who isn't."