"Damnit Kenny, why do I have to be the one to take your drunk ass home." Craig grumbled, his breath white and misty in the air. He hated being the one to take the drunkest kid home, but then again, so did everyone else. It wasn't fun, and they usually had to play rock-paper-scissors to see which un-lucky sap would be escort. Everyone had to play, except Cartman because the last time he lost, he just left the kid on the floor (after drawing all over his face with sharpey). Butters still hasn't been able to go out at night beause of this.

So yeah, they had played a game of rock-paper-scissors and Craig had lost. So now he was taking the little-orange-hooded-blonde home...or atleast trying to.
"Kenny, it would be alot eaiser if you would walk!" Craig said looking behind him.
Kenny was just staring up at the sky, while Craig was pulling him. "Hheheh, look craig, its a bunny." Kenny said, his voice slurred with alchol. Craig looked up into the sky, only seeing stars. "Kenny, your retarded, you know that right?"

Kenny looked down at craig and smiled. Then he put both weight on his feet, causing Craig to stop suddenly. "What?!" Craig said turning around, his face a mixture of anger and annoyance. "Why did you stop m-mhf!!!" Craig was cut off by lips preesing against his.

Craigs mind shut off. He just stared at the smaller blonde who had wrapped his arms around Craig's neck. Then not thinking with his brain, but instead with his body, Craig backed Kenny up into a wall, his arms wrapping around the tiny boys waist. Little moans escaped from Kenny's mouth.

Just then, Craig's mind turned back on, and he pushed Kenny away. Kenny, feeling the warmth leave his body, whimpered. "Why'd...why'd you push me awa-"
But Craig cut him off. "Your drunk, you won't remeber this anyway." Then grabbing Kenny's mitted hand, he began walking again. But only a few minutes later was he stopped again.

He turned around, ready to scream at the blonde again, but stopped when he saw tears trickling down Kenny's cheeks. "Kenny?" Kenny wiped the tears from his eyes, only to have more fall down. "Please...please don't take me home. I don't wanna be there. He might be there." Kenny said, hiding his face. Craig looked confused.

"Who, who might be there?" He said, cupping Kenny's cheeks and pulling his face up so they were making direct contact. Obsedian looking into aquamarine. "My-my father...he hit me." Kenny's knees seemed to give out as he fell into Craig's chest.

This time Craig, didn't push him away. Instead he pulled him closer, his fingers running through his blonde hair. "Why don't you tell the police?" Craig said, nuzzling Kenny's hair. Kenny shook his head, "No, I don't want them to take my father away, hes not bad, its just when hes really drunk, he gets out of control...but hes not a bad man." Kenny said digging his face deeper his Craig's chest. Craig sighed, he knew know that he couldn't say no to Kenny now.

"Common," he said pushing Kenny away, then grabbing his hand, "You can sleep with me tonight." Kenny smiled, "Thanks Craig."

Later on that night, after changing into his p.j's and Giving Kenny a spare, they lay on his bed, Kenny's face deep in the crook of Craig's neck. "I love you Craig." Kenny said, his cheeks turning cherry pink. And Craig couldn't help but smile. And as he turned of the lights, he kissed Kenny's head and whispered back. "I love you too, you drunk asshole."