I'm thinking about starting a new romance series on another show. It won't be gay, though, like this one. I already have a plot lined up for two stories (one is a sequel), but I need to check a few things first. I also have to see how it goes, to judge whether or not I want to continue with the series.

Keith woke up with the sun shining through his bedroom window and slowly rose up from his bed, yawning loudly. Kenny and Kyle woke up to the same, but they were quicker to rise, since they knew what to expect.

Kenny and Kyle rushed to the bathroom to shower and shave. By the time Keith arrived in the bathroom, it was locked from the inside, and he could hear Kenny showering and Kyle shaving.

"Damn... Oh well. I guess I could check my email while I wait, or something..."

Keith dragged himself back into his bedroom and turned on his computer, to amuse himself while he waited for his parents to finish preparing themselves for a new day.

Almost an hour later, the whole family had gathered in the kitchen for breakfast and a revelation as to what Kenny and Kyle were going to do together.

"Keith, today we're going to the old amusement park near the edge of town."
"Cool! Can I come too?"
"Of course. It's a day for the whole family."

"But mostly for Kyle." Kenny thought. "He's been feeling depressed; I can tell."

For once, Kenny was right. He didn't understand why, and neither did Kyle, but the green-eyed boy had been feeling increasingly depressed. He had everything he ever wanted – a good job, a bright future, a family – yet he had never felt so sad in his life, even when he had been forced to be away from Kenny by his mother.

"What's wrong with me?" Kyle thought as he ate the breakfast he had prepared for himself and his family. "Hopefully today will fix it for good..."

Later that day, the McCormicks gathered outside the only amusement park in their small town, trying to decide where to head to first.

"What about the roller coaster?" Keith suggested.
"Sure." Kyle replied. "That could be fun."

Kyle took Kenny's hand and lead him and their son to the roller coaster, where they purchased a ticket, waited patiently for their turn for almost half an hour, and got on the very last seats when the time came.

"These seats aren't very good." Kyle complained.
"They're fine; trust me, it's gonna be awesome." Kenny said.

The roller coaster began a slow ascend, until the very top. Kyle took a deep breath and prepared himself for the quick descent, followed by the rest of the course.

Once they were done with their ride, Kenny, Kyle and Keith discussed it.

"That was awesome!" Keith said. "Can we do it again?"
"Maybe later, kiddo." Kenny replied. "Right now we have some other places to visit."
"OK..."
"Kyle?"

Kyle stared off into the distance for a while before he noticed his family was waiting for him to speak.

"S-Sorry, what were you saying?"
"I was gonna ask where you wanted to go next."
"I dunno... Maybe the haunted house?"
"Sure! That could be fun! Right, Keith?"
"Right, dad."

Kenny could tell he was beginning to lose Kyle, so he tried his best to cheer him up. He tried everything, from laughing at almost every chance he could find, to spitting out random lame jokes to see if Kyle would laugh. Eventually, however, he simply gave up and decided to leave him alone for a while.

"I gotta let him come around on his own. This is gonna work. It has to."

Kenny was starting to lose hope in his plan, but he tried to hang on to it, for lack of an alternative.

After the McCormicks left the haunted house, Kyle was starting to feel somewhat better. He looked relaxed; almost happy. Kenny smiled to himself, realizing that his husband was improving with each passing moment.

"It's working... I can hardly believe it."

"Where do you want to go now?" Kenny asked Keith.
"Can we go to the house of mirrors?"
"Sure, kiddo. Whatever you want."

"What I really want is to go on the roller coaster again..." Keith thought as he nodded.

The family waited in line to buy a ticket to go into the house of mirrors. Unlike the roller coaster, the line for the house of mirrors was short, so it only took the McCormicks a few minutes to get their tickets.

"C'mon, let's go!" Keith yelled from the entrance.
"We're right behind you, kiddo."

Keith ran into the house of mirrors alone, followed by his parents. They lost track of Keith almost immediately, due to his speed, but quickly caught up once he ran into a mirror by accident.

"Ow..." Keith moaned.
"Are you alright, kiddo?" Kenny asked.
"Yeah, dad... It just hurts a bit." Keith replied as he rubbed his forehead.

"I'm surprised you didn't break the mirror." Kyle thought.

The McCormicks slowly crossed the long hallway, stretching their arms outward to feel the mirrors around them, until they bumped into a mirror that was right in front of them.

"Dammit!" Kenny thought. "I'm sure Kyle's gonna be pissed after this..."

Kenny turned his gaze toward Kyle, and was surprised to find his husband smiling. Keith also noticed this and smiled himself, before Kyle's smile faded and he continued along the designed path, leaving the rest of his family behind.

After the family made their way across the maze of mirrors, they had another decision to make: where to go next.

"What about the bumper cars?" Kyle suggested.
"Sure!" Kenny said excitedly.

Kenny's excitement was short-lived when he realized that he was too tall to fit comfortably in a bumper car, unlike his husband and child, who were a perfect fit. However, rather than complain, for fear that it would make Kyle sad, Kenny stuffed himself into a bumper car anyway, with his legs crushed under the steering wheel.

"Try to ignore it." Kenny thought. "It's worth it. For him."

A bell rang, indicating the beginning of a round of bumper cars, and everyone started crashing against each other. Kenny's legs kept hitting the steering wheel, causing him some pain and discomfort, but he did his best to overcome it, always thinking about Kyle's well-being.

Once the family got off the bumper cars, Kenny could barely walk, which Kyle noticed.

"What's wrong, Ken?"
"Yeah, dad. You look like you can barely walk."
"I'm fine. Just a little sore."

Several hours later, the day was almost over, so the men decided to do their kid a favor and got in line for the roller coaster a second time.

"Really?!" Keith asked excitedly.
"Sure, kiddo." Kenny said.
"Thanks, dad. You're the greatest!"

Keith ran toward the roller coaster to get in line before his parents even had time to say anything else.

"C'mon, Kyle. Let's go, or we'll lose him."

Kyle rushed after his son, followed by Kenny. Once they arrived, they found Stan waiting in line and started talking to him.

"Hey, Stan!" Kenny and Kyle said at the same time.
"Hey, guys."
"How are you doing?"
"I'm OK. Just waiting to buy tickets for me and my family, so we can go on the roller coaster. You?"
"Same. This is our second time today."
"How long have you been here?"
"A while. We've been here most of the day."
"How come we didn't run into you sooner?"
"No clue."
"This line sure is taking a long time..."
"It's normal. It's the longest line in this place."
"But it's worth it." Keith said.
"Where're your kids?"
"They went with Wendy to get some cotton candy for the four of us... There they are right now." Stan said as he pointed to the rest of his family.

Keith was happy to see two of his best friends – Aaron and Dave – and they, in turn, were happy to see him. The boys started talking loudly about the games they had been playing, while the adults talked about different issues, like politics and the economy, something which bored the boys to no end.

After a while, the McCormicks and Marshes got on the roller coaster, this time on the first group of seats. Kyle was excited to go on the roller coaster again, but his excitement was almost nothing compared to Keith's.

"We've got the best seats!" Keith said.
"We sure do, kiddo. This is gonna be awesome." Kenny replied.

Once they were done with the roller coaster, the McCormicks and the Marshes left the amusement park and headed home. Kenny cooked dinner for his family and followed Keith into his bedroom, where he resumed his bedtime story.

"Alright, Keith, are you ready to hear the rest of the story?"
"Sure, dad."
"Well, like I said yesterday, we were at school, and..."

THIRTY THREE YEARS AGO

"Oh, shut up, blondie!" Cartman yelled. "Let's just get to class."

Later that day, Kenny decided to check on Kyle at his home. He knocked on the door and rang the doorbell, but nobody came.

"Kyle! It's me! Open up!"

A few second afterward, Kenny heard footsteps getting closer to the door, until the door opened and he was faced with a very sad Kyle. He looked like he'd been crying, which raised red flags to Kenny.

"What's wrong? You look awful."
"I was just... Nothing."
"C'mon, Kyle... Something's wrong. Just tell me what it is, and we can talk about it."

"What's wrong is that I like you a lot more than I should."

"It's fine, Kenny."

Kenny realized Kyle didn't want to tell him what was wrong, so he decided to change his approach.

"So, I hear your mom is homeschooling you."
"Who told you that?"
"Ike."

"I should've known..." Kyle thought.

"Is it true?" Kenny asked.
"Yeah."
"Is it related to... the other thing?"
"There is no other thing."
"Kyle, you're a terrible liar. Always have been. I know something's going on here."

Kyle was hesitant to tell Kenny the whole truth, but he didn't feel comfortable lying to Kenny either.

"...Alright, so maybe something's going on."

"Finally! Some progress." Kenny thought.

"OK... What is it?"
"It's... private."

"So that's how it's gonna be... Fine. Whatever." Kenny thought.

"So where are your parents?"
"Mom is shopping, and my dad is at work."
"I thought your mom worked too?"
"Yeah, she quit to... homeschool me."
"Why is she homeschooling you?"
"It's related to... the other thing."

Kenny noticed Kyle was opening up a bit, so he decided to take a chance. He pretended to be checking the time on his wristwatch and came up with an excuse to leave.

"Damn... Sorry, I gotta go."
"Already? You just got here."
"Yeah, it's... my brother, and-"
"Please stay..."

One look at Kyle, and Kenny regretted lying to him. He looked like he was about to break into tears, which Kenny thought was weird, but he ignored it and simply focused on making Kyle feel better.

"...I can stay for a little while longer."
"Thanks, Kenny."

The boys headed upstairs into Kyle's room, where Kenny found a recently-opened box of tissues next to a pile of used tissues and a trash can.

"So you were crying... And you have terrible aim."

"Sorry for the mess... I wasn't expecting company."
"It's fine. You should see my room."

Kyle chuckled and smiled, something Kenny hadn't seen in a while. He smiled back at Kyle and took off his hood. Kyle's heart skipped a beat when he did this. Kenny's rosy cheeks, his bright blue eyes and his medium-sized dark blond hair made him the most attractive boy Kyle had seen in his life.

"Why do you make me feel this way, Kenny? I only wish... I wish you felt the same way about me."

Kenny noticed Kyle was staring at him, clearly thinking about something that he had mixed feelings about.

"What are you thinking about?"
"...It's nothing."

"Right..."

"So, what kind games do you have on your computer?"
"You know, the usual: action games, driving games, an RPG or two... I just installed a new one, by the way. Wanna see?"
"Sure!"

Kenny and Kyle were so distracted playing Kyle's game that they didn't even notice Kyle's mom arriving.

"Kyle! I'm back!"
"OK, mom! I'll be there in a minute!"

Kyle paused the game. turned to Kenny and smiled.

"You should go. I don't think my mom..."
"What?"
"...Nothing. You should go."

Kenny didn't understand why Kyle was sending him away, but he wasn't going to argue either.

"It's his house, after all... I'll just leave."

Kenny headed toward the door, but Kyle beat him to it and hugged him before he could open the door.

"Thank you for staying with me, Kenny."

"OK... Getting a little awkward now." Kenny thought.

Kenny hugged him back on instinct, somewhat weirded out by Kyle's sudden hug. Kyle released him after almost half a minute, with tears in his eyes. Just as tears began rolling down Kyle's cheeks, Kenny gently put his hand on his face and wiped away his tears. Kyle placed his hand on Kenny's and stroked it gently. The boys stood like that for a few seconds until they heard Kyle's mother coming up the stairs. Kyle rushed for the box of tissues he kept on his bed and dried his tears and tossed the used tissue in his bedroom's trash can just before his mother opened the door to his room.

"Hello, Kenny."
"Hello, Mrs. Broflovski."
"Kyle, are you ready to resume your classes?"
"Sure, mom. I'll see you later, alright, Kenny?"
"Yeah... yeah..."

Just as Kenny exited Kyle's house, he became consumed by a single thought.

"What the hell just happened? I was standing there, and Kyle... He started crying. Why did he start crying?"

Thinking about Kyle in tears made Kenny's chest feel funny. His heart started racing, and it brought tears to his eyes as well. He didn't understand what was going on, so he decided to stop thinking about it and headed home.

Later that night, after the Broflovskis had dinner, Kyle brushed his teeth and lied down to sleep. His mother stayed up, discussing Kyle's newfound sexuality with his father.

"Sheila, I think we should talk to Kyle."
"There's nothing to talk about, Gerald. I'm keeping him out of school for his own good."
"Sheila, we both know it's completely normal."
"It's not normal!"

Sheila and Gerald kept talking, with Kyle hearing every word from his bedroom. He started crying and covered his ears, trying not to pay attention to his parents' argument, but it was impossible. His mother's voice was too loud, and his father's was increasing in volume as well the more his mother yelled at him.

"I can't believe I actually listened to Kenny... It was the worst thing I could've done."

Meanwhile, in Kenny's house, the blond boy was still thinking about the moment when everything stood still. With each passing moment, Kenny's mind focused more intensely on one thing.

"I should've kissed him when I had the chance..."

Kenny lied down on his bed, closed his eyes and tried to imagine what it would be like to kiss Kyle. At first, he smiled at the thought, but then he remembered why he would never have a relationship with Kyle beyond simple friendship: Kyle's personality. Everything about him other than that was perfect – his piercing green eyes, his rosy cheeks, his red hair and light, soft skin – but his personality was a deal-breaker for Kenny.

"He's way too sheltered. There's no way I'd date him."

PRESENT

"So how come you guys got together anyway?"
"Have some patience. I'm getting there."
"Can't you just skip to the end? I really want to know how you two got together."

"Impatient, aren't you? You take after Kyle."

"Relax. The story's almost over."
"OK, dad..."

THIRTY THREE YEARS AGO

The following day, Kyle woke up at about 9 AM, as was normal for a weekend. He slowly rose from his bed and yawned loudly.

"No dreams tonight... That's probably for the best."

Meanwhile, as Kyle dragged himself to the bathroom, Stan woke up. Unlike Kyle, Stan had been dreaming all throughout the night and was brimming with energy.

"Boy, do I feel good. I should ask Kenny, Kyle and Cartman to go out with me. Although I should probably wait until after lunch to call Kenny. Guy's lazy as hell."

Later that day, true to his word, Stan contacted his friends. First, he dialed Kyle's number and talked to him about his idea.

"Hey, Kyle."
"Hey, Stan."
"How are you doing?"
"A bit tired, but I'll live."
"Listen, I was thinking about getting the gang together and walk around town. What do you think?"

Kyle became excited by Stan's idea, but there was something else he needed to know.

"...Is Kenny going?"
"I dunno. You're the first one I called."

"I hope he's going..." Kyle thought.

"I'll have to ask my mom first, but I should be able to go."
"Great! Be near the arcade in half an hour."
"Sure, Stan."
"I'll call Cartman."
"Thanks for the invite."
"You're welcome."

Stan hung up the phone and quickly dialed Cartman's number.

"Hey, Cartman."
"Hey, Stan."
"Do you wanna go around town today with me, Kyle and Kenny?"
"Sure. I'm in."
"Awesome! Be at the arcade in thirty minutes. I'll get in touch with Kenny."
"See ya later."
"See ya."

Finally, Stan dialed Kenny's number. Much to his surprise, the blond boy was still asleep. Kenny woke up to the sound of his phone's ringtone, groaning and twisting under his bedsheets. At first, he thought it was the alarm, but then he remembered it was Saturday.

"I should've put this thing on vibrate..."

Kenny opened his eyes and looked at the caller ID.

"Stan? I wonder what he wants."

"Hey, Stan." Kenny groaned.
"Hey. Did I wake you?"
"Kind of."
"Dude, it's almost 2. How are you still sleeping?"
"Practice."
"Look, I invited Kyle and Cartman to go with me and roam town. Do you wanna come with us?"
"When and where?"
"Thirty minutes; the arcade."
"I'll be there."

Stan hung up the phone

"Everything's coming together..." Stan thought.

About half an hour later, Kenny and Kyle had gathered near the arcade, as Stan told them to. However, Stan and Cartman were nowhere to be seen, leaving them on their own. Kyle was blushing ferociously, whereas Kenny was thinking about his missed opportunity to kiss him. Finally, Kyle decided to break the silence.

"H-Hey, Kenny."
"Hey."

Kenny tried his best to act calm, but, deep down, he was boiling with emotion. His gut told him to damn the consequences and kiss Kyle right there and then, but his head was telling him not to. However, his head was losing the fight. Eventually, Kenny brought up the subject he couldn't stop thinking about.

"So, listen... About yesterday..."
"W-What about it?"
"...I-"
"Hey, guys! Sorry for the delay."

Kenny and Kyle turned to the source of the sound and saw Stan, accompanied by Cartman. Kenny immediately let go of his thoughts and focused instead on the day ahead of him.

"Come on, let's go in." Stan said. "I haven't been here in forever."

Later that night, the boys found themselves all the way on the other side of town. They decided it was time to head home, so they did just that. The first one to split from the group was Cartman, much to Kyle's relief. The second one was Stan, leaving Kenny and Kyle alone. At first, Kenny was just going to walk Kyle home, but Kyle had other plans. All throughout the day, all he could think about was the conversation that Stan and Cartman had interrupted.

"So, Kenny... What did you want to tell me earlier today?"
"Hm?"
"You know... About what happened yesterday."
"O-Oh... That... It's just that..."
"...What?"

Kenny was too nervous to say what he actually meant, so he decided to lie instead.

"I was just wondering why you started crying."
"I was... sad."
"Why?"

Like Kenny, Kyle decided to lie, in order to avoid an awkward conversation.

"It's nothing..."

"Right... Like I'd buy that, Kyle."

The boys arrived at Kyle's house before either one had time to come up with yet another topic of conversation. Kyle wanted to hug Kenny in order to say goodbye, but he decided against it at the last minute, instead choosing to shake his hand.

"I'll see you later, Kenny."

Kenny shook Kyle's hand and rushed for his own house.

SIX DAYS LATER

Kenny and Kyle had been avoiding each other for some time, due to what had happened between them at Kyle's house. They could not stop thinking about it, for better or for worse. However, Kenny still kept tabs on Kyle through his brother – Ike. He eventually got Ike to tell him that his mother had been trying to shove homophobic propaganda down Kyle's throat by arguing with their father.
Neither Kenny nor Kyle told anything about their feelings to anyone, fearing their friends and families' reactions. Kyle's parents kept arguing about his newfound sexuality almost every day, much to his disapproval. He didn't know what to do to stop it, and he was afraid his parents would actually get a divorce because of it. Eventually, he resorted to crying himself to sleep every night, as it was the only way he could actually get some sleep.

Kenny woke up to the sound of his phone's alarm at exactly 6 AM. However, he didn't get up right away. As was common for him, he had spent most of the previous night awake, playing games on his computer. He always regretted it the next day, but he hadn't learned his lesson yet.

"I really need to stop playing all night."

After their first class was over, Kenny and Stan had gathered away from Cartman, where they could talk about Kyle in private. Of course, only Stan knew the reason why he wanted to be away from Cartman. Kenny found out later on, as Stan wasn't trying to hide his reasons.

"So, Kenny..."
"Yeah?"
"It's about Saturday."
"OK..."
"What did you and Kyle talk about before me and Cartman arrived?"
"Nothing that concerns you."
"Look, Kenny, I'm not Cartman. I'm not gonna give you crap for liking him."
"I don't like him. He's way too shelter- We've had this conversation before."
"But you do like guys, right?"

Kenny was hesitant to tell Stan about his sexuality, but he decided to do it anyway.

"Like Stan said, he's not Cartman. He can be trusted."

"...Maybe."
"I knew it! The second you said Kyle was too sheltered I thought that."
"Shh! Keep your voice down."
"Oh. Sorry." Stan whispered. "Listen, the real reason I brought this up again is because I think Kyle likes you. He just seems so... giddy when you're around."
"'Giddy'?"
"Yeah."
"...Anyway, like I said, he's too sheltered... I mean, I get the appeal – he's gorgeous, but his personality is a no-go for me."
"I didn't even know you cared about someone's personality."
"I'm not an idiot, Stan."
"Right... Listen-"
"What are you guys talking about?" Cartman yelled.
"Nothing, Cartman. Go away."

However, Cartman didn't leave. He knew Kenny and Stan were talking about something important, and he was far too curious to let it go. Instead, he made certain to stick next to them and never left their side for the rest of the day.

That night, Kyle's father approached him in his bedroom. He decided that he and his wife had been trying to avoid the issue of Kyle's sexuality for far too long.

"Kyle? Are you still awake, buddy?"
"Yeah, dad."
"Listen, I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Let me guess: it's about me liking another boy."
"Yeah."
"...Are you and mom getting a divorce? You argue almost every night..."
"Nah, buddy. We're not getting a divorce. We only argue because we're worried about you."
"...What's wrong with me?"
"Nothing, Kyle... It's just... Well, your mom didn't expect you to tell her what you did. If you had come to me instead, we might have been able to keep it a secret from her."
"Why? Why can't she just accept it, like you did?"
"That's a hard question to answer..."

Kyle noticed his dad was becoming uncomfortable with talking about his wife behind her back, so he decided to ask something that had been on his mind for a while now.

"...Is it normal for a boy to like other boys?"
"It's somewhat common."
"What does that mean?"
"...The majority of people are attracted to the opposite gender, but there's a small group who like the same gender, a smaller group that likes both genders, and an even smaller group that doesn't like either gender."

Kyle became somewhat more relaxed after hearing his father's words. Realizing that there were various groups of people who were similar to him (in that they were uncommon), he smiled.

"Wow, really?!"
"Yeah, buddy. It's OK to like other boys."

Kyle started crying again, this time of happiness. He hugged his father and wept on his shoulder for a while. Gerald gently patted Kyle's back until he was finally released.

"Thanks, dad. I feel a lot better."
"I'm glad, Kyle."

Gerald got up and left Kyle's room, where the latter fell asleep, happier than he had been in weeks.

The following morning, Kyle woke up later than usual. After his conversation with his dad, he had been able to sleep soundly for the first time in a while.

"That was the best sleep I've had in a long time."

Gerald's words echoed in Kyle's head.

"'It's OK to like other boys'... That's what he said. Maybe... Maybe I can... No. I can't. What would mom say? Then again, dad did say... Maybe... Just maybe..."

Kyle's mind raced with thoughts about Kenny. He wanted to go against his mother's wishes based on what his father had told him, but he was too scared of what his mother would say. Kyle kept thinking about his fears all throughout the day, until nighttime came around. It was almost time for Kyle to go to bed, but instead he just stared at the sky.

"Kenny's eyes remind me of the sky... So pretty..."

The more Kyle focused on Kenny, the angrier he got at himself and his mother. Eventually, he snapped.

"Come on, Kyle! Stop being such a coward! Go talk to Kenny!"

Kyle put on his orange jacket and green gloves and rushed downstairs, much to his mother's surprise. Kyle opened the front door of his house, and Sheila yelled at him to stop and tell her where he was going, which stopped him in his tracks for a few seconds, before he went through the door, leaving her yelling at the top of her lungs, without any response from Kyle.

Kyle ran toward Kenny's house and knocked on the door several times. Kenny was the first one of his family to open the door and, much to his amazement, he saw Kyle.

"Kenny, could I talk to you outside for a second?"
"Sure, Kyle."

Kenny closed the door behind him and followed Kyle for a while, until they were a considerable distance away from Kenny's house. At that point, Kyle approached Kenny and finally said what he wanted to in the only way he knew how.

"Kenny, I think you're really smart and pretty, will you please be my boyfriend?"

PRESENT

"No way; he actually said that?" Keith asked as he laughed.
"He sure did. Like I said, Kyle was very sheltered. He didn't know of any other way to declare his feelings for me."
"What did you say then?"
"Well..."

THIRTY THREE YEARS AGO

"Kyle, I-I..."
"Y-You don't like guys, right? Dammit, I should've known-"
"N-No, that's not it... I... kinda like you too, but..."
"...But what?"
"...I dunno. I guess I'm just a little hesitant to date other guys..."
"My mom told me it's not normal... But my dad said it's actually somewhat common."
"It's not very common, but it happens."

Kyle was approaching the limits of his knowledge, so he decided to change subjects to prevent Kenny from seeing just how little he knew.

"Look, Kenny... If we just go out once... I know it can work between us."

"It has to. I've risked everything to get here."

PRESENT

"What did you say then?"
"I agreed with Kyle."
"Why?"
"I was... pleasantly surprised by his braveness. He just blurted out what he wanted to say, in spite of everything his mother tried to shove in his head."
"Then what?"
"We went out."
"And...?"
"Well, you're here, aren't you? It worked out, just like he said it would."
"You've been together for over thirty years?"
"Yup."
"I wish I could meet someone like that..."
"I'm sure you will, Keith. Now go to bed. Story's over."
"What about your first date? You didn't say what that was like."
"That's a story for another time... Now go to sleep."
"Alright, dad..."

Kenny turned off the light in his son's room and headed into his own bedroom, where he lied down next to Kyle.

"Did you finish telling him the story?"
"Yeah."
"What did he think?"
"I think he liked it. Not many people have a backstory like we do. We've known each other for over forty years, and we've been together for over half that time."
"...I love you, Kenny."
"I love you too, Kyle."

Well, that's the end of it. I hope you liked this sneak peek into Kenny and Kyle's future, as well as their past. To answer a question that some of you might have: no, I am not planning on writing a sequel to this and write out their first date.
This story was an experiment: I wanted to see if I could write something noteworthy and still have it K-rated. IMO, and judging from the lack of reviews, it was a failure.
I'm probably gonna take a while to post the next story, given that I'll also be working on the new series I mentioned in the beginning at the same time. However, it should be worth the wait.