Kenny x reader

°~•Babysitting

(This chapter is slightly smutty it's more just very romantic then anything but idk.)

After a while, the chill in the air reminded them it was getting late. Kenny tucked his hands into his hoodie as they left the park, falling into step beside Y/N.

"Let me walk you home," he offered, his voice low and casual, though his hand brushed hers briefly, a silent reminder of the connection they'd just solidified.

"You don't have to," Y/N said softly, though she didn't mean it.

"I want to," he replied, flashing her a grin.

The walk back was quiet but comfortable. The town felt peaceful at this hour, and Y/N couldn't help but glance at Kenny every so often, her heart fluttering when she caught the content smile playing on his lips. When they reached her house, however, the warmth in her chest quickly turned to tension.

There, sitting on the porch steps, were her brothers: Jack and James. Jack sat with his arms crossed, his expression unreadable but clearly guarded. James leaned casually against the porch railing, but there was something in his posture-rigid and watchful-that put Y/N on edge.

"hey there, sis," Jack said as the two of them approached, his tone light but laced with suspicion.

Y/N forced a smile, feeling Kenny stiffen slightly beside her. "Hey, Jack. James. What are you doing out here?"

"Came to check on you," James replied, his eyes flicking to Kenny with a pointed look. "And it's a good thing we did, huh?"

Kenny raised an eyebrow but stayed silent, his usual easygoing demeanor replaced by careful neutrality. Y/N sighed, stepping forward slightly.

"Seriously? You don't need to 'check on me.' I'm fine."

"Are you?" Jack asked, his gaze shifting between her and Kenny. "Because it looks to me like you've been out pretty late. And with him."

"Him is standing right here, you know," Kenny said, his voice calm but with a slight edge.

Jack didn't respond to Kenny directly, instead turning his attention fully to Y/N. "What's going on here?"

"Nothing's going on," Y/N said quickly, her tone defensive. "Kenny just walked me home. That's it."

James snorted, crossing his arms. "Sure, because guys like Kenny are always just being friendly, right?"

"Okay, that's enough," Y/N snapped, her frustration bubbling to the surface. "You don't get to interrogate me like this. I'm not a kid anymore."

Jack's expression softened slightly, but the tension in his shoulders didn't ease. "We're just looking out for you, Y/N. You know Mom would want us to."

Y/N rolled her eyes, glancing at Kenny, who still hadn't moved from his spot. He met her gaze with a reassuring look, though she could see the flicker of annoyance in his eyes.

"Look," Kenny said, stepping forward slightly, "I get it. You're her brothers, and you want to protect her. But Y/N's not some helpless little kid. She can make her own decisions."

James narrowed his eyes at Kenny, but Jack held up a hand, silencing whatever comeback his brother was about to make.

"Fine," Jack said, his tone clipped. "But if you hurt her, Kenny-"

"Yeah, yeah," Kenny interrupted, his grin returning as he shoved his hands into his pockets. "I've heard the whole big brother speech before. Don't worry, Jack. I'm not planning on going anywhere."

Jack studied him for a moment longer before sighing and stepping back. "Alright. But don't make me regret this."

"You won't," Y/N said firmly, stepping closer to Kenny.