They waited in a moment of silence as the radio played softly in the background before sharing a sweet kiss. Kenny stared back into large innocent baby blue eyes. “So, fill me up, Buttercup….don't break my heart…” he finished softly.īutters pulled away craning his neck to look up into hazel eyes. He pulled him into a light embrace kissing his forehead in greetance. “Aiiiiiiiiiii need yoooooouuu~ more than anyone darlin’ more than I have from the start….” Kenny circled around the corner singing the lyrics a bit more silly than before earning more of his favorite sound Butter’s laughter. He blushed feeling bashful before cracking a big gap tooth smile that said 'fuck it'. The sandy blonde whipped around to see Butters silently laughing. So, fill me up, Buttercup, don't break my heart~” Kenny’s voice cracked a few times elisting a few chuckles from his small lover. Press the space key then arrow keys to make a selection. “More than anyone darlin’~” wrapping his arms around himself he rocked back and forth slowly. Use left/right arrows to navigate the slideshow or swipe left/right if using a mobile device Choosing a selection results in a full page refresh. Butters pulled away craning his neck to look up into hazel eyes. So, fill me up, Buttercup.dont break my heart he finished softly. “I need you!” he then pointed at their dishwasher. Kenny circled around the corner singing the lyrics a bit more silly than before earning more of his favorite sound Butter’s laughter. “I need you!” He used the spatula to point at the fridge. Kenny still oblivious to his presence.īutters just stayed like that watching Kenny dance while flipping pancakes and singing with all his heart. “But I love you still,” Butters took a seat at the island separating the kitchen from the dining area and rested his head on his hands. “And mess me around.and worst of all, you never come, baby, when you say you will,” Kenny continued to belt the lyrics not really trying to sound good but to Butters it was perfectly melodic. “Whhyyyy do you fill me, Buttercup, baby just to let me down…” Kenny’s raspy morning voice could be heard singing over the radio playing the timeless tune.īutters walked to the kitchen area finding Kenny at the stove in nothing but boxer briefs and matching bunny slippers, his freckles visible on his shoulders, holding a spatula. It took him at least an hour and a half to regain his usual bouncy and bright personality. Despite his cheerful disposition, the baby blue eyed 20 year old was not a morning person. Once he washed up, and brushed his teeth like the good little nut he is, Butters picked up his blanket and sauntered into the kitchen still half awake. He wasn't wearing anything under so it was fairly easy access to do his business. The small blonde stumbled to the bathroom dropping the fuzzy blanket just outside and lifting up his shirt. He got up, taking the blanket with him and slipping his feet into the bunny slippers placed at the side of the bed. Butters awoke one morning to his small studio apartment smelling like satisfied stomachs and drooling mouths.Īs he sat up, his (read Kenny’s) oversized band t-shirt was slipping off his shoulders.
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