Our Secret - Kenny McCormick ( Kenny x Reader )

✎Chapter 4 - Camping

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After the long school week was over, it was finally time to go camping with your new friends. Right after you got home from school on Friday you packed a bag with everything you would need. You then said goodbye to Leo and made your way out. It was a short walk from your house to Kyle's, where you all would meet up before leaving.

As you approached, you saw all the four boys outside in the driveway, loading up Kyle's car with gear. "Hey guys!" You shouted out, causing all the boys to look over.

They all, except Cartman, smiled at your arrival. You saw they were packing in a couple tents, some firewood and most importantly, beer.

"Okay, so little problem..." Kyle began to say. "My car can't fit everyone, so one or two people will have to drive there themselves."

You looked over to Kenny, hoping he would volunteer you two. "Me and (Y/N) can ride in my car," Kenny said to the red head, who nodded in approval. Kenny shot you a small wink that made your face turn pink.

Kenny seemed quite excited about the trip, and you could hear it in his voice. "I can't wait to get away from the city and breathe some fresh air," he said.

Cartman rolled his eyes, as usual. "Yeah, because you don't get enough fresh air living in that poor ass neighborhood."

"Shut up, fat ass!" You yelled at him, making him huff and flip you off. Deciding to ignore him, you hopped into the passenger seat of Kenny's red truck. Reminds me of when we first met...

You watch as the blond continues to talk to the other boys before finally getting in the drivers seat. The other boys piled into Kyle's car and you watched them begin to drive out onto the road.

Kenny turned to you and smirked "Wanna have a little fun before we go?" You felt your face get red, "Jesus Kenny, when are you not horny?" you ask him, smacking his arm.

Kenny shrugged his shoulders, "I always am when you're around." He smirked mischievously, he knew it was hard to resist him.

"Ken we have all the time in the world. Plus I don't want to be late! That would be too suspicious" you began to pick at the skin of your fingers.

Kenny sighed dramatically, making you giggle. "Ugh fineee. Let's go then." He turns on the engine and begins to drive to the campsite, one hand on the wheel and one on your thigh.

It was pretty quiet so you were fiddling with the radio, trying to play some music. Kenny already had a CD in there, and "First Date" by Blink-182 began blaring through the speakers.

You choked on laughter. "What? You don't like my music taste?" Kenny said, shooting you a glare from the corner of his eye. You couldn't help but giggle at his mock-offense. "No no, I love it," you reassured him. "I don't know what I expected, to be honest."

With the windows rolled down and the music turned up, you couldn't help but bop your head to the beat as the car careened down the road. Kenny sang out the lyrics, making you smile. You stole glances of him, watching his blond hair blow in the wind and a smile plastered on his face.

As Kenny's truck finally pulled up to the campsite, you couldn't help but gasp in awe at the beautiful scene that lay before you. Thick, towering trees surrounded a crystal clear lake that glistened in the sunlight. The campsite was just far away enough from the town that the only sounds were the chirping of birds that had made their homes in the branches of the trees.

As you stepped out of the truck and stretched your legs, you couldn't help but take a moment to appreciate the sheer natural beauty of the surroundings. The air was fresh and crisp, carrying with it the faint scent of pine needles and wildflowers.

You turned to see that the boys had already started setting up the campsite. Kyle noticed your arrival and called out, "There you guys are. You better come help, we've already got some tents set up."

You made your way over to where the rest of the group was gathered and were pleased to see that they had already set up two tents, with 3 more laying on the ground. You were quick to help them set up the other ones.

It had started to get a little dark, so you all began spreading out to find some good sticks for kindling the fire. The other 3 boys went by themselves while you and Kenny went on together.

It was so peaceful, you and Kenny walked side by side, stopping every once and a while to pick up a stick. Kenny couldn't help but glance at you ever so often, admiring your features in the moonlight.

As you and Kenny continued to gather kindling, you suddenly felt his hand brush against yours. You looked over at him, and he met your gaze with a soft smile. Before you could say anything, he leaned in and pressed his lips against yours.

As his lips moved against yours, you felt a rush of warmth and excitement. The soft rustle of leaves and the quiet hum of insects around you faded away as you and Kenny shared each other.

When he pulled away, you looked at him, and he simply smiled and continued walking. You were a little shocked, fully expecting him to ask if you guys could fuck in the woods or something.

"What was that about," you say, catching back up to him.

He doesn't turn towards you, "just felt like it." You could see a smile on his face as he spoke. You couldn't suppress your own smile as well. You enjoyed just being in Kenny's presence, it felt almost comforting.

You two had made it back to the campsite and all of you gathered around the fire pit. Stan got out his lighter and started the flame, it slowly engulfing all the wood. You could feel the warmth radiate from it as you all sat around it.

Stan had brought up the idea of ghost stories, to which Cartman jumped to the opportunity.

"Alright, kids, gather 'round the campfire, and let me tell you a spooky ghost story. This is the tale of a ghost named Kyle. Kyle was a Jewish ghost, and he haunted all the delis and bagel shops in town." Cartman started his story, and Kyle was already rolling his eyes.

"Anyway, one night, I was walking past a deli, and I saw Kyle floating around inside. I was scared, but I had a plan. I pulled out a bag of bacon and threw it at Kyle, distracting him long enough for me to escape."

"And that's the story of Kyle the Jewish ghost. So, if you ever find yourself in a deli at night, watch out for flying matzo balls and remember to bring some bacon just in case." Cartman finally finished.

What the fuck. You buried your hands in your face in laughter. "Jesus Cartman you're such a fat-ass!" Kyle yelled at him. You couldn't help but laugh at the stupidity of it all.

These boys will be the death of me.

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(also i hope my writing makes sense, i really need to stop smoking before i write LOL)