I'm still pissed at people for not telling me about the K2 week thing. But no worry, I'm slowly getting over it.
Warnings: Cursing.
Ages: 17 all.
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Kyle's POV.

I sit down and take the headphones out of my ears

"Hey dude!" Stan yells.

"Holy fuck you scared me," I say.

"Well I was calling out to you for like 15 fucking minutes," Stan says.

He has his arms crossed.

"Remind me to never go rock climbing with you. If I were to fall off and ask for help, your deaf ass would not hear me!" Stan says.

"Look, I was concentrating! Also, in that situation, I'm pretty sure I would jump down so you fell on me or something," I say.

"You want me on you, eh?" He asks.

"When did you become Kenny?" I ask.

"Never. But don't you think we'd look alike, if I had blonde hair," he says.

"Oh God, you'd look so weird!" I say.

"Jesus! I never would," he says.

He laughs.

"Fuck, I said Jesus," he says.

"My line you... line stealer," I say.

"Kyle, no, stop," he says.

I roll my eyes. Kenny runs in, breathing in and out at a rabid speed. Kyle, that's called being out of breath. How the fuck did I forget that?

"Hey Dude," Stan says.

"Hey," Kenny says.

He gets up to us and sits on the table.

"Why are you in so late?" Stan asks.

"Late? Look, we have like 10 minutes before class. Kevin and Karen were both having a lot of problems this morning but Kevin couldn't stay so I had to take care of Karen," Kenny says.

"What was it?" I ask.

"Nothing really, it was something I could handle, just took a while," Kenny says.

"How are they, Kevin and Karen?" I ask.

Stan suddenly laughs.

"How the fuck did I not realize that?" He asks.

"Realize what?" Kenny asks.

"All your names have the letters to 'Ken' in them. I mean. KarEN, KEviN and KENneth. How did I just realize that?" Stan asks.

"Wait! You're right. Holy shit," Kenny says.

"I honestly thought you just noticed that they all are called something that has 5 letters in it," I say.

"Wait! I didn't fucking notice that!" Stan yells.

Kenny laughs.

"Why are you pointing out shit I should have noticed years ago but never actually did it?" Kenny asks.

I laugh.

"I'm more surprised that you didn't notice these," Stan says.

"Come on, I don't think I notice anything in time," Kenny says.

I nod, laughing.

"You don't. But we still love you," I say.

He looks at me, surprised.

"That's gay," he says.

"I'm gay," I say.

"Are you happy? With that?" He asks.

"Pretty," I say.

"Wait! Back to your sexuality, Kyle. Why didn't you tell us?" Stan asks.

Kenny laughs.

"My sexuality doesn't define me. I don't talk about it to people until they know me well enough," I say.

I laugh at their faces, Kenny's face is more like a proud parent while Stan is surprised.

"But I've never been exactly in the closet either. Come on. You must've known," I say.

"I mean, I knew," Kenny says.

"So you don't just flirt with random men then?" I ask.

He laughs.

"No, of course I don't! That would be incredibly stupid of me. What if I fell for a straight guy?" Kenny asks.

I laugh.

"Then you would do the same everyone else does in their fucking existence," Stan says.

"Who broke your heart, little boy? They are about to get fucking killed by a hell of a lot of people," I say.

"Hard to kill something that's already fucked up and dying," Stan says.

I smile at him.

"I would never hurt you," I say.

He jumps at the flirty tone, Kenny burst out laughing. Stan gets himself back together.

"Fuck it!" He yells.

He puts his hands up.

"Wanna go out with me?" He asks.

It's my turn to jump, however, my chair isn't able to take it (because it's not a part of the table like Stan's) and I fall back first on the floor. Stan's laughter fills the whole room.

"What say you?" He asks.

"First I say that that sentence is never going to come out of your mouth again, second I say that you've got balls, third I say-," I say.

I get up and kiss him.

"Fourth I say," I say.

I get to Kenny and kiss him as well.

"Fifth I say," I say.

I push Kenny to Stan. He ends up holding onto Stan's shoulders in a weirdly sexual position.

"Oooh. You're suggesting-?" Stan asks.

Kenny takes a deep breath before kissing him. Stan holds onto him and I, like a good person, DO NOT turn my head.

"Fucking pervert," Stan says.

"I didn't do anything perverted, I just didn't do anything," I say.

He rolls his eyes. Kenny winks at me.

"This basically looks like you two are in a club and Kenny is a fucking stripper or something," I say.

Kenny laughs.

"Well hello sir," Kenny says, trying to imitate the voice in shops saying 'we need more cashiers' in every market ever.

No, don't, I hate that voice. I used to think it was a real person and spend like half an hour going around, looking for it," Stan says, burying his face in his hands.

"Why did you look for it, exactly?" I ask.

"Don't laugh but that voice was my first sort of crush," Stan says.

I aw.

"That's adorable. I can't get over the image of little Stan from that one family picture you showed me going around in a shop. Arg. Why is it so adorable?" I ask.

Kenny nods.

"No, don't, it was really embarrassing for me," Stan says.

The teacher gets in and Kenny immediately gets off of Stan.

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I had a crush on this one voice in an ad when I was a kid (about four or something. It was one of those Kid crushes) I thought I liked the product, nope, I just liked the voice.

~Eko.