"Hey, I'm getting some snacky smores, want anything?" Kyle asked, pushing himself up from the couch. "Cheesy puffs." Cartman replied, then added on second thought "ah'll come with you actually. Can't trust your sneaky jew germs not to sneak into mah food."
Grumbling, Kyle turned to me and Kenny. "You guys?"
"No thanks, I'm good." I said, shaking my head politely. "Anything that's there!" Kenny said vigorously, voice muffled but excited. Laughing at Ken's free-food-is-good-food policy, Kyle and Cartman left to the kitchen.
Kenny edged nearer, and rested a hand on my thigh. "Dude!" I exclaimed quietly, "They'll be back in a second!"
Grinning, Kenny leaned closer. "We'll have to be quick then." He whispered, pulling down the bottom of his hood to reveal his mouth, which had a smirk plastered to it. Knowing that Ken wouldn't quit, I sighed and gave in, leaning forward myself to bring our faces together. Our lips molded softly, afraid to get too intermit incase they came back. The blond sighed happily, closing his eyes and moving his hand up to my arm.
"Hey, I can't find your snacks Stan!" Kyle called from the kitchen, causing me and Ken to shoot apart. Lucky thing too, because a second later he popped his head through the doorway. "Dude, are you okay? You're sweating bullets." He asked innocently. "Haha, yeah of course dude. Um, Mom moved them to the upper right cupboard, near the fridge." I replied, nervous edge to my voice. "Okay? Thanks." and the redhead moved back to the kitchen.
"So, where were we?" Kenny's voice came from next to me. When the guys came back in, Kenny was nursing a rather bad bruise on his face.
Hey guys! Sooo, with my many MANY OTP's, Stenny is up there with the best. Probably third place. First being Cryde, then Cran. You know, if you put Craig or Stan with anyone, even CARTMAN I will probably be very very happy. But Cryde is the best ever. THE FLUFFY BROMANCE! NHGNNN! Dude, I can not take it, the feels!
Anyway.
This is going to be a little thing of connected drabbles, simply because I cannot be arsed to right a full story, but lovelovelove Stenny so much, I basically come up with fluffy shit like this whenever the feels attack me. I'm like, in total rabid fangirl mode right now.
If you're reading this, you're either new to me or a fan of my story 'Keep it close to your heart'. If you haven't read that, It's a Stutters story which fails so so much. So, like, don't read it. Seriously. But if you have read it, a little message for you! If you ever want updates on my stories, of stories I may be planning, I update my profile with the progress of anything I'm writing or thinking of. I'm currently trying not to write anything new until KiCtyH is finished. Obviously, that isn't working. I am also looking for a beta reader, because I'm lazy and don't like reviewing my own work, so that makes the updates take twice as long. Such as right now, I've written chapter six, I'm just too lazy to edit it :P
So if you like KiCtyH enough to scold me into working, please message me! I will be very annoying!
Ha, this is longer than the actual story.