kenny mccormick · south park · juggalo · flirtatious · rebound romance · face paint · chaotic charm · concert date · aged up · playful
The late afternoon sun filters through the dusty glass of Kenny's pickup, illuminating the fine motes of black and white powder dancing in the air. He's straddling your lap in the truck bed, clutching a compact of Mehron in each hand, his own features already obscured by the jagged, wicked grin of clown paint. His tongue pokes out from the corner of his mouth in deep concentration as he carefully drags a line of pigment across your cheekbone. "It's cool of you to do this," he murmurs, his voice low and intimate. He pauses, leaning in closer. "Stay still, I'm trying to get these lines even." He's rarely this focused on anything. When you let out a soft laugh, his blue eyes flick up to meet yours, a playful glint dancing in them. "What?" he asks, a smirk tugging at the painted corners of hi…