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Eye of the Beholder	By : DragonSapphire Category: +S through Z > South Park > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4145 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Eye of the Beholder
by KoiFishSushi and Jaden56

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South Park & Characters are property of Matt Stone & Trey Parker
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Chapter Eleven

"Did I tell you that I absolutely adore the way you look without that coat? I mean it... It's nice to see your face, your hair. Those lips..."

Leo was quite glad that Kenny had burnt the coat, no matter how shocking and unexpected the whole situation had been at the time. He nearly purred out in contention as he snuggled against the other. "I'm glad you brought that fucking essay over. I really am going to thank Mrs. Garrison... I'm going to hug her..."

Kenny just snorted. He rarely looked into a mirror anymore, because all he saw in his reflection was a ghastly, bruised skeleton with dead eyes and wild hair that wouldn't be tamed for anybody. He didn't know how anyone could find that attractive, but he wouldn't intentionally try to put Leo off if he still liked him. Kenny had hardly even thought twice about wearing his parka since being over Leo's, which was monumental in its own right because Kenny had worn the thing his entire life like a second skin, or shield.

"Be careful not to pop his tits, he'd have a cow. Or a Cartman," Kenny snickered, rubbing his lips against Leo's temple, his hair, whatever seemed to be in reach at the moment.

"God, that'd be fucking disgusting! I don't want fake tit juice all over me. Or whatever they’re filled with. I don't even wanna think about that." Leo shuddered. "I shouldn't have drank that fucking soda." The last bit was muttered to himself, snuggling in close to Kenny.

"Silicon, dumbass," Kenny murmured, running his fingers once more through Leo's hair - which was starting to resemble his own - before joining that arm with the other already wrapped around Leo's waist, holding him tight.

Kenny was marginally intelligent, but fucking lazy and he hung around dumbasses all day, so he never felt the need to apply himself. He didn't consider college an option, not with his non-existent funds and poor grades from missing classes and homework due to dying and all. The teachers just didn't accept temporary death as an excuse anymore. Fuckers.

"I fucking hate Cartman."

That was unprompted randomness from Leo, but true.

"I think Stan and Kyle are fucking."

"Cartman's a dipshit." Kenny agreed just as aimlessly, holding Leo close while they talked. "They're not fucking yet - they're both too pussy to get it in the ass. Fags." Never mind that he was, and fucking enjoying it, too.

Leo laughed, nuzzling against the other's neck. "We should kill Cartman. I could figure out a way to make it look like an accident..." It was an idle thought, and the most blatant reference he’d made in front of Kenny about his experience with murder, though a grin plastered over his face for just a moment, imagining life without that fat fuck there to harass him and Kenny.

"Fuck, we'd need a dozen horse tranqs to even get his fat ass down, first."

Kenny knew he wouldn't be killing anyone though, he was just talking shit, and initially he'd say the same for Leo... except, Kenny had noticed that quiet, deadly presence that had overtaken his boyfriend before Kenny had lit his parka on fire, and he wasn't so sure. He wondered at the lengths Leo would go to in order to protect himself... and to protect Kenny.

He hoped he'd never have to find out.

Leo couldn’t seem to keep from talking about anything and everything that happened to come into his head, but fortunately Kenny didn’t seem to mind too much. He blushed profusely at the next part, smiling lazily.

"I lost my virginity at fourteen and you'll never guess to who..." Leo was talkative, so what?

"And like I said - whore," Kenny replied to the last with just a hint of teasing affection, dropping his hand over Leo's ass cheek with a light smack. "Umm, some dude at gay camp."

Leo yelped playfully at that smack, and then snickered, "I was fucking nine when I went to that camp thing. Fuck no. I didn't even know what was going on. Bi-curious my ass. I don't want women, at all."

"Women have assholes, too," Kenny pointed out. "They might bitch about anal, but at least you won't have little Butters and Yogurts or whatever running around."

Leo snickered. "Yeah but I like guys better. I mean, you're the first that's let me fuck him, and it was amazing. I don't want any chance at all of having a little me running around, one's enough." He grinned and began toying with Kenny's hair, teasing and playing with those wild, golden locks. He grinned and sat up somewhat.

"I'll tell you who. Since, he's moved and won't come back or anything. No one liked him, 'cept for me." Leo waited a second and then sighed, "It was Pip. That boy needed a friend and we ended up experimenting... eheh... It was fun."

Kenny wasn't too surprised that Leo had fucked around with Pip. They were both so painfully homo and always had been harassed by the other guys, he couldn't fault in them for turning to each other. Although, if Pip ever moved back to South Park, Kenny would punch him in the face for old-times sake just because, y’know, the whole jealous boyfriend thing.

"You're my first guy. Other than...yeah," Kenny coughed and abruptly ended the subject – or rather, Leo did for him.

"You wanna head back home now? We can lay in bed and watch tv. Or we could just head to the mall. I'm not all that sore. I wanna buy you a coat to keep you warm, baby. Schnookums. Pookie. Sweetie." Oh, Leo was asking for it.

"We can head out to the mall if you still want. You're decent." Leo was fucking gorgeous and Kenny wanted to show him off, dammit. "Bitch, asshole, cunt," Kenny drawled, smirking.

Leo snickered to himself as he crawled back into his own seat. He readjusted everything, tucking himself back between his thighs, his eye hooded, so that Kenny wasn't just saying that. He slid a hand over when he was finished, cupping the other's jaw to tug him into a swift kiss.

"I lo... Fuck," Leo laughed as he cut himself off from saying too much, blushing after that kiss and thinking to himself about what he'd almost let slip. Ah, he probably acted too suspicious. A faint smile riddled those plush lips, which were quickly re-glossed before Leo turned the car on and carefully backed up away from the cliff, before heading back into town. The windows had de-fogged, and he was glad that he could see again.

"How about a fleece coat and a beanie or something? Change it up some...? It's up to you. Just... no big gay biker jacket or anything." Leo was grinning like a bastard, bringing up a more neutral topic.

"Whatever," Kenny shrugged. Something cheap, regardless of what Leo insisted on otherwise, so at least Kenny had a chance of paying him back within the year. He adjusted himself back into his pants, wiping his hand off on his denim-clad thigh, and put on his seatbelt after propping the seat up a little from its near-horizontal position.

"So. Mall."

Leo drove on quietly, thinking over everything that had happened in the past twenty-four hours. He hadn't bothered to turn on the radio, and neither boy really noticed, comfortable in the relaxed silence.

Kenny was quiet almost all of the time, of course, but he was accustomed to the people around him constantly talking just about stupid shit. It was nice having someone to be quiet with, although he really didn't mind talking to Leo. Usually he said more than he meant to with the other boy, but he never felt judged or obligated to make conversation, which only encouraged him to talk more when he actually felt like it. Kenny’s hand drifted over to Leo's leg, stroking slowly and low enough on his thigh not to be a major distraction so Leo didn't drive them off a cliff for real. This was...nice. Real nice.

Once they got to the mall, Leo looked over at Kenny and briefly slid a hand down to squeeze his hand lightly. He got out and waited for Kenny to get out too, and then locked the door as he headed around to Kenny's side. He was nice and warm in his coat, so he slipped arms around Kenny and pushed him up against the car in the relatively crowded parking lot.

"Guess what."

Kenny's arms drifted naturally back around Leo's waist with his hands resting perilously low as he looked down into his bright green eye smudged with dark eyeliner. He kissed Leo and then raised an eyebrow. "What."

Leo swallowed thickly, the blush quite obvious on his face. He even went as far as to look away while burying his face into Kenny's neck, words mumbled against his neck. It was something along the lines of 'I think I'm in love'. He just felt so silly saying that. It had only been a day... and Leo had never thought he could really fall for someone, at least anyone in South Park. It just felt so right to be with Kenny. Not just sexually, just with him.

"Yeah?" Kenny prodded, because something about Leo blushing made his heart race and gave him a need to kiss him senseless. "Was the shitty chicken that good? Do you want to go back and propose to the owner?"

Kenny couldn't help teasing Leo when he was being so Butters - it was just a natural thing to do. His hand drifted down to stroke Leo's ass in a comforting manner that with anyone else would have been a pat on the shoulder or back. If Kenny were generous handing out comfort, that was.

"N-No!" Leo laughed, just a nervous little laugh. He knew that Kenny was joking. He kept his eye closed, cheeks nice and red. "You, you dumb fuck," he said quite loudly enough. Leo just snorted and reached up, grasping both hands into Kenny's hair, just to pull him into a kiss, forcing lips against lips. "You idiot."

"Yeah, I get that part," Kenny mumbled wryly against Leo's mouth, cupping his ass in both hands as he pulled their hips together in an especially intimate public embrace. He didn't give a fuck who saw them, even if Leo had been decked out in jeans and a hoodie and obviously male. An old lady passing by clucked disapprovingly at them and Kenny tossed her the finger behind Leo's back, before moving his hand back down and giving him an extra hard squeeze.

A little grunt escaped Leo, eye shut once again. Kenny didn't say it back so it was a bit painful to just fall into that kiss but he did it anyway. He wouldn't assume that the kiss was Kenny's way of saying that he loved him too. Ah well. He shuddered lightly and pulled back from the kiss, wriggling his rear in that grasp.

Kenny's eyes darkened a shade as Leo's wiggling rocked their hips together in delicious ways. Fuck if he didn't just attach himself to Leo's ass and save them both time and inevitabilities. He squeezed that round ass again and released him before he had to walk around again that day with a boner. The jeans were loose on him but not that loose.

"You ready to head on inside and get a coat so you don't literally freeze to death? I said I was going to try and keep you alive, you know." Taking care of Kenny wasn't because Leo didn't want to pay for funeral stuff, he just didn't know how well he'd fare if he had to do without Kenny for a day or a week, or however long he stayed gone. Besides, how would he even know if it was the real death?

“Yeah.” Kenny’s hand slipped into Leo's as they walked towards the mall entrance, couples with small children glaring Hell's daggers at them, which just made Kenny grin. He couldn't wait to see how offended they'd be with Leo's own boner tenting his tiny skirt up later.

Thankfully for Leo, the shorts that he wore beneath that skirt, plus the panty hose, would keep him almost invisibly hard, he wouldn't poke up obviously at all! He smirked and held onto the other's hand, leaning against him as if he belonged at his side. Kenny would say he loved him whenever he was ready to, until then, Leo would just feel stupid to himself.

"So let's go to this one store, it's got some nice coats," Leo murmured, looking up at the other, before he tugged him down the west side of the mall.

He just hoped they didn't run into anyone.

Kenny let Leo tug him wherever without complaint. Normally he didn't like to be touched, and if someone had grabbed him and tried to pull him around he likely would have lashed out or jerked his arm away, followed with that cold blue stare of his. He just squeezed Leo's hand and walked languidly alongside, playing the patient, indulgent boyfriend (which he'd never do for any chick).

Leo tugged him into a semi-gothic, skater type store, except it was really just a trendy whorehouse. But whatever. He began to pick through the selection of hoodies, digging around until he found a few that were satisfactory. One was a dark brown hoodless coat with cream trimming. It was classy but stylish, and not overly... gay-looking. He coupled that with a black beanie. The next was a dark grey hoodie with some scribbled, scrawled writing all over it with obnoxious dashes of pale yellow and whatnot that were interesting and hardly decipherable. And the last was a dark blue zip up hoodie with some black patterning on it.

“Try these on?"

"What. All of them?" Kenny asked dumbly. He figured Leo could, y’know, crank up his gaydar, pick the perfect coat in under .5 seconds, and they'd be done. He did it at home, why not the mall? "The fuck, Butters," he grumbled, already not caring for any of these selections, so why even bother? No wonder no one took Kenny shopping, and he ended up just cutting himself a new parka out of his orange curtains in his bedroom at home.

"C'mon, you have to look around, find yourself something, okay? If you don't like these, pick out your own, but at least try them on?" Leo asked quietly, walking over to put the jackets in Kenny’s arms. He might be surprised at what looked good on him, since Kenny had likely never worn anything else. "Don't fucking worry about price. This coat will probably last you another five or six years..." Leo smiled like the saint he was. He would buy Kenny coats as often as he wanted.

"And pick out some shirts and jeans while you're at it. What I'll do is just give you..." Leo trailed off while thumbing through his wallet, and picked out a few bills. "Here. Spend three hundred, and I want receipts so I can make sure you actually bought stuff. Please spend at least two hundred on clothes? The rest on whatever you want, baby. I'll wait on the bench near the food court." And like that, he shoved three hundred into Kenny's pocket and left.

Kenny stood there - his arms full of fucking clothes he'd never pick out for himself, his pockets full with more money than he'd ever seen in his life - and just looked stupid, his mouth gaping slightly. He blinked, looked at the various hoodies, and dropped them in a pile at his feet.

"Wha--no. Hold up!"

The sales clerk glared bloody murder at Kenny as he took off after Leo, leaving the clothes a scattered mess on the floor, but he didn't give a fuck.

"Leo--HEY. Fucking... Butters, wait!" Kenny shouted at the retreating blonde, catching up to Leo and grabbing him by his upper arm hard enough to leave bruises. He spun Leo and shoved him back against a bricked up wall, toppling over a garbage can next to them. "What the fuck was that," Kenny hissed venomously, his blue eyes darkening with anger as his cheeks flushed with deep humiliation at just having been bought off like that. And in front of other people, no less. "Paying me off like some fucking whore. What the fuck, Butters."

Leo blinked in absolute surprise as his arm was gripped so roughly and he spun around just to be shoved against the wall. A little yelp escaped him and he looked across at Kenny, eye wide and thoroughly shocked.

"I... what? I just figured... you could pick out better things for yourself... I-I wasn't paying you off, Kenny." Kenny’s anger was truly confusing. Leo blushed and looked down with a frustrated frown. "Why the hell would I pay you off like some whore?" The older boy just shuddered and pried Kenny's hand off of him, arms crossed over his chest.

"I just wanted to give you some cash to get some stuff for yourself, for the house. So, you know, have some extra clothes to wear? Since I don't think you'd actually wear half the shit I wear." This was true.

"Goddamnit, Butters..." Kenny seethed. He really, really wanted to hit the stupid bastard right now, but he'd never intentionally hurt Leo out of anger after they'd both gone through so much abuse already from their parents. He never wanted to become that kind of person, which was part of the reason he had burned his parka and they were out looking for a replacement in the first place.

Kenny dropped his hand and shoved both fists into his pockets, looking unseeingly at the spilled trash off to the side. "I told you I didn't want you buying me a goddamn thing," he said quietly, trying not to make a scene, although chasing and yelling after Leo and then shoving him into a wall wasn't a great way to go about it.

Leo raised his hands up, cupping Kenny's cheeks just to tug his face back towards him, and he leaned up, pushing lips fully against lips. "I said I love you. Just let me buy you some stuff because I care," he whispered against his lips, smiling disarmingly. Slowly he pulled back and let his hands fall from Kenny's face.

"Now... Do you want me to trail along with you? Or can I go sit in the food court and eat some ice cream while you spoil yourself a little? I just wanna see you happy, you stupid idiot."

Kenny let Leo kiss him, nearly forgetting his agitation in the wake of that sweet pressure, but the foreign feeling of cash crinkling under his fingers in his pockets snapped him back. He took a step away from Leo, his shoe kicking an empty Harbucks coffee cup as he thrust the money back at the other blonde.

"I don't fucking want your charity, Leo," he said coldly, reverting back from Leo's familiar nickname.

Goddamnit. All he’d wanted to do was spend time with Leo doing something he knew the other would like. Kenny didn't enjoy shopping, he didn't give a fuck about what he wore, but he figured since Leo had a fucking room full of clothes he might like dressing Kenny up for fun, and they'd be out in public like the other wanted. He couldn't find the words to even explain this much to Leo, and his less than adept skills at communication was painful. The reminder of his own poverty when Leo handed him hundreds of dollars like it was nothing was also a fucking blow, knowing he’d never be able to come by that much money in his lifetime.

Leo sighed and took the money, sliding it back into his pocket.

"I don't get you," he said quietly, stepping closer just to hold onto Kenny's nearest hand, "but I'm gonna try. I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to give you charity, I just..." He sighed and shook his head, turning to lead them over to a bench nearby.

Leo sat down, not letting go of Kenny's hand. "Will you go buy us some ice cream though? Here." He slipped him a ten dollar bill, hoping Kenny would at least accept that small amount. "Just get me three scoops of chocolate mint in a bowl, and whatever kind you want."

Kenny looked down at the bill miserably. He couldn't even afford to buy his own boyfriend ice cream, and it fucking killed him.

"Yeah," he said numbly, letting go of Leo's hand as he fisted the ten and walked off towards the direction of the food court. He hated not having a job - South Park was a tiny place and any job openings were snatched up immediately by the adults. Also, no employer would look twice at an underage teen failing high school and who had the look about him of a long-time heroine addict. But, hey, at least now he knew he could suck cock well, so maybe there were some other openings downtown on the street corners.

Kenny was so absorbed in his morose thoughts he didn't even notice the overweight, mobile mountain he was about to walk into.

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