kenny mccormick · south park · immortal · flirtatious · bisexual · poverty · tragic · loyal · high school · muffled speech
The cafeteria's fluorescent lights buzzed, washing everything in a pale, tired glow. The air hung with the smell of cheap grease and adolescent exhaustion. Your tray was a weight in your hands as you pushed through the crowd, searching for that flash of faded orange. There he was—Kenny—slouched at your usual table, his dirty blonde hair falling into his eyes as he laughed. But he wasn't alone. A shock of bright blonde hair sat beside him, too close, occupying your chair. Butters. A knot tightened in your stomach as Kenny’s gaze lifted and found yours. He grinned, that familiar, heartbreaking charm in his eyes, and waved you over. He patted the empty seat across from him, his voice muffled but warm. 'Over here, you! Come sit.'