There was a lot of blood, too much blood. Kenny had seen blood before obviously, that being mostly his own blood. This, this wasn't his own blood. This was so, so much worse. This was Butters' blood soaking his hands and slowly coloring the white snow on the road beneath them. This was Butters' eyes staring up at him filled with panic. Butters' hands that were clutching tightly to Kenny's arms. Butters whose face was turning paler and paler, Butters who was gasping after air. Kenny hadn't realized they'd both been crying as he carefully placed a hand behind Butters' neck to hold him up a little.

"Shit…Butters…" his voice broke and Butters tried to smile up at him.
"It's… It's o-okay" Kenny shook his head and place his forehead against Butters' own. Butters coughed a little.
"No it is…it's okay" Butters choked out as Kenny tried to wipe Butters' tears away, only succeeding in smearing some blood on Butters' cheek.
"It doesn't-" Butters coughed again, coughing up a little blood as he did "it doesn't… doesn't hurt, Ken" he said weakly, Kenny let out a loud sob and held the smaller boy tighter. Butter carefully placed a shaky hand on Kenny's chest before coughing a little. Kenny buried his face into Butters' hair.

Butters sighed softly as he watched Stan and Kyle on the other side of the hallway, Stan was leaning against his locker and Kyle was leaning against him in return. Their chests pressed together as Kyle had his hands on Stan's shoulders and Stan's left arm around Kyle's waist as he softly ran his right hand through Kyle's red locks. They were exchanging soft kisses and small giggles. Butters leaned more against his own locker as he watched them. Kenny closed his locker, which was right next to Butters' instantly noticing he was a little out of it.

"What's up, Buttercup?" Kenny asked softly and Butters looked at him.
"I want that..." He said a little sadly "a happy ending, like Kyle 'n' Stan" Kenny chuckled softly and leaned against the lockers as well.
"How do you know they've reached a happy ending?" he asked and Butters turned his attention back to the teens across the hall.
"They will" was all he said before leaning a little against Kenny "Why can't I have that?" Kenny smiled and kissed the top of Butters' head
"you will, Buttercup. One day" he said softly. Butters hummed softly, he glanced over one last time at Stan and Kyle who were busy exchanging eskimo kisses before Kenny pulled him along to class.

"I'm sorry Butters" Kenny sobbed out "I'm sorry you never got your happy ending" Butters gently moved his hand up to Kenny's cheek as he smiled softly
"But… I did... it-" he coughed again, choking a little on his blood. Kenny moved his hand carefully to hold the one Butters had placed on his cheek.
"It w-was you..." Butters choked out "It was always you..." he was starting to have even more trouble breathing as he whimpered out the last part
"You… were it… you were my... my happy ending, Kenny" Kenny inhaled sharply before leaning down and kissing Butters gently, ignoring the taste of blood on his lips
"You were my happy ending too" he sobbed out as he felt Butters go limp in his arms and he broke down crying even more. Pressing a soft kiss to Butters' forehead and holding him tightly.