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Kenny - Original Gay Romance || Chapter 3 - The Fight

It has been a goddamn hour. This place closes at 2 fucking AM. What kind of ridiculous establishment works for this long. Additionally, why does no one piss at midnight! And finally, not a single word has been uttered. I want to pass away as I imagine all the germs crawling around this place. And around Lenny’s face, as he picks his nose after rolling around on the floor.

The past few hours have been palpable dead silence only being broken every few seconds by the faint echo of a distant drip. I keep catching him glancing at me, probably frothing at the mouth. Why does he look so disgusted? Jesus!

I'm so done with this. I stand up abruptly going to the door and manically yank at it for what feels like forever with Lenny's eyes on me. It’s finally dawning on me that THIS is who I’m stuck with, even the absurdity of our predicament can’t overshadow this goddamn man.

“You dumbass this is the 5th time you’ve done that now”

AHHHHH, I want to go home! My parents are probably shitting themselves waiting for me to come home. I don’t even live in this stupid city. I want to grab Lenny and just shove his ridiculously calm face in the neighbouring urinal. I AM SO HUNGRY! And why? BECAUSE THE UTTER BUFFOON NEXT TO ME DENIED ME OF MY RIGHT TO ORDER FOOD!

Ugh, I really hate him. However he really needs to genuinely calm down. He's gonna stress me out, and I don't stress. 

“Calm the fuck down.” I say, glaring at his weird dance move as he throws his entire (rather lacking) man power at the door.

Such ensuring and wise words.

I begrudgingly sit down again, uh oh, I sat down too fast and am wayyy too close to Lenny. But if I get up It’ll be too obvious in life. EVERYTHING’S UNCOMFORTABLE. Who cares he doesn't even have one minuscule braincell to notice the distance between us.

Why is his smell so potent? It’s not even bad, it's just so, Kris? I could sniff him immediately as I approached the bathroom in the first place. But now, now I'm drowning in it!

You’d think I would’ve become immune to Lenny’s.. Uhh… stench after an hour. But no. I still feel like I’m stuck inside an NFL player’s locker room after a very long game. I shouldn’t even be smelling him right now. I’m so close! Our knees are almost touching, I’m gonna vomit.

I feel something graze my knee. Kris. I swat it away. I don’t want that touching me right now.

I’ve been fantasising about this… I had a dream where I beat him to a pulp and I woke up and I was like, yeah this isn’t healthy. But now it’s overwhelming, and well ‘taunting’ would be too un-annoying of a word to describe HIS BEHAVIOUR Right now. My mouth physically unhinges itself slightly, disbelief is fuckin seeping outta me. 

‘Seriously’ ‘SERIOUSLY’ 

What's he on about? Is personal space too difficult of a concept for him to grasp. It's comical. I bite my lip and chuckle at the pure rage he shows at my little teeny tiny slap. 

I chuckle back aggressively, trying to make it exceptionally obvious that I’m mocking him, smh… he still probably doesn't get what’s happening. Everything’s starting to feel like that dream again, a fuse conjures itself.. starting in my shoulders and surging in a frenzy to my fists. I’ve never fought before. But at the same time, I’ve never wanted to harm someone so bad. And actually for no concrete reason… I swat away any sense of uncertainty. I AM MAD. 

Shits getting heated. Well this will be fun. I rise, ready to intimidate. As I get up from my sitting position I unfold upwards at an alarming rate. I will scare him off with my incredible dutch high- Oh wait, I'm almost as tall as him. We’re now staring at each other eye to eye. He looks truly rabid.

A disturbing crack echoes through the empty toilets as my fist collides with his nose. Shiiit. Doubt runs electrically through my mind. What have I done? 

My eyes stream with juices. The hit wasn’t even that hard. In fact it was rather pathetic. I think my eyes leaked at the absolute audacity. I can’t even react I’m so fucking confused.

My second of doubt has passed and this time I aim and lunge accordingly at him. This is it. Everything’s a blur yet I’m still in the moment. I punch, well jab at him. I don’t know why, it’s a combination of unsatisfying thrusts and a weird restraint in me. I know I don't feel bad for him, but what am I doing? Everything in me tells me to punch hard. But I can’t. Nonetheless gotta look furious.

Ok well now I am very mad. I flip us over in one surge of adrenaline. The little shit doesn’t look in the slightest regretful. I start beating at his face, particularly aiming at his pale and emotive blue eyes. I didn’t think I could summon that many adjectives to describe them. When I was done with him those eyes were going be black and blue instead. I get in two weak punches and it feels like I’m going to pass out from physical exertion. My lung capacity was at an all time low, I felt like Celine with her asthma. 

At some point in this ridiculousness both of us give up and everything dissipates. We’re sprung out next to each other with the both of us breathing heavily. We lock eyes, both understanding that the one is still trying to intimidate the other. A second later I catch a glimpse of our battered selves in the mirror and find the strength to reposition myself to closer inspect the situation. Surprisingly, he mimics me and we both are looking at each other in the mirror now. It’s different this time, neither of us look away..

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Started: Aug 18th, 2023

Last Updated: Aug 19, 2023

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Kenny - Original Gay Romance

Lenny and Kris hate eachother but will an unplanned hangout change everything?

Chapter 1 - Hatred Chapter 2 - The Hangout Chapter 3 - The Fight

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Kenny - Original Gay Romance || Chapter 2 - The Hang Out

As my weird, culty procession of friends marches out the school I turn my back to notice Kris… Why is he here now, dammit Celine, we could have done without the five nights at freddy's jumpscare.

I hate it here. Honestly, I swear to god if he turns to even look at me one more time, I will throw myself into the ongoing traffic. I dont even fucking understand how people can be around the guy. It doesn't make any sense what the hell. No seriously, he's so cringey and his jokes aren't even funny, there's no substance. Like dude I get it you don't have a dad. Celine and Phoebe and Jason must be delusional.

Kris is snorting so loud I can hear him, even though he's walking a metre or so behind everyone, like we’ll spread a disease to him or something. No one is really bothering to talk to him, I almost feel bad… I wonder who he has a crush on.

Why does it always have to be McDonalds? I thought I quite liked the place. But no, simp man has other ideas. Oh great we have to sit at that one particular table, and order from that one particular machine. I’ll never be able to enjoy this place. 

Since I am the most disproportionately long, I reach the order machine first, I’ll be a nice guy and order for everyone since it’s busy. Celine and Phoebe can barely squeeze through the crowd, such midgets. I yell over the restaurant, asking everyone what they want, one by one, and then it comes to him. He’s anticipating my question, but to be honest I really don’t wanna speak to him. We lock our blue eyes across the crowd. 

Well great I’m broke today. Lenny’s gonna seem like the nice and great guy again, I really shouldn't have come today. Fine, if I’m being truthful he can be nice sometimes but.. oh shit we locked eyes. Damn it I'm just gonna keep staring cause if I look away that’ll be weird. Why is looking at me that way?

Why is he still staring, oh my god bro, just order-

“K-man, order!” 

Oh he’s saying something- “What.”

I didn't hear him, this is embarrassing. Damn it I stared for way too long too.

Nope, I can’t do this anymore. I hit ‘order’ on the machine, he can eat his deaf ass out instead. 

OK WHAT THE FUCK. DID HE JUST ORDER. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO- GENUINELY WHY AM I STILL HERE. I’m just gonna say I’m not hungry and deal with it. 

Lucy pushes half the McDonald's population and painfully elbows my torso, horrendous, she waves a green leather baggie with one long arm. 

“I finally found my money!”  

At least 7 people gasp in shock, I think Phoebe is about to burst into tears, ‘30 euros debt’ she mouths. Well good for her I guess, but I've already ordered. 

‘I can pay for you Kris’ she says, I think Celine is crying now too, ‘She owes me a hot chocolate.’ she mouths. Also ew, get a room Lucy. 

Damn. That was nice of her but I really don't want a mcflurry. Also I’m gonna have to pay her back and I have no idea how I’m gonna do that.  

I ordered way too much food, I hide away a cheese burger in my bag for when I get home. Maybe I can drop it off to Jason on my way home.

We’ve been waiting here for a while, jeez. I NEED TO PISS. I hand my slap bracelet to Lucy… She seems kinda discausted-   “I NEED TO PISS” I announce, and I trot off downstairs to the smelly Mcdonalds bathroom.  “Man it smells like shit in here” I mumble “I might as well be next to Lenny” . At least it's empty.

Bro how many monsters did I have before this. The bladder is bursting. 

“Yeah I need to piss too.” Celine wiggles her eyebrows, Phoebe side eyes me, Lucy is still discausted, Sandy doesn’t care, May is confused and Cat, I can’t meet Cat’s eyes... I head downstairs and OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT SMELL. Must be Kris haha. 

Oh god someone’s coming in, I was enjoying the solitude. Fuck, I think its Lenny.. I can't really see but a Lenny shaped object just walked in. I hear the trickle of ‘water’ some 2 urinals over. Gross.

I think this is the most awkward piss I’ve ever taken. I gave Kris a solid head start and somehow he's still here. Suddenly he tears himself away from the toilet and literally runs to the door.  

NOOO. NOOO. I'm shoving it over and over. Seriously could this moment get any worse. I look to Lenny for help. AHHHH he’s still pissing, shit I saw it. Godddd noo. I frantically grab at the door. I’ll do anything to get out of here. IT SAYS PUSH I'M, LITERALLY SHOVING EVERYTHING INTO THIS THING. It's not working. IT'S NOT WORKING.

Dude, what is he trying to do, he is full on body slamming that poor door. What a squirt. I bet I can open it. I whip around, pants unbuttoned, going strong. I make an effort to really showcase how weak he is, I’m gonna push that shit open with my pinky finger.  Wait… it's not opening… WHY IS IT NOT OPENING. Kris looks very unimpressed. He also looks like he's about to cry for his mommy any moment now. 

Look at him, I told him it wasn't going to work. I’ll just call Lucy down or something. “Don’t worry. I can manage. Thank you.” I grit through my teeth. I whip out my phone, easy fix. … No service.  Of-fucking-course.

“Dude when is that bitch coming?” I ask, this is getting awkward.

“Don’t call her that.” 

I sigh. Dude I just wanna get outta here. Goddamnit I sounded so dutch when I said that, I hate when that happens. 

“I ran out of 4G, call someone.” 

“Aight, aight.” I dial Celine. The phone boops at me angrily. 

“I don’t think this shit hole (haha literally) has service.”

This can't be happening. Not today. “Are you sure?” I ask because Lenny seems too dumb to understand phones. “Oh by the way your fly is down.” I only noticed it when I tried looking at the screen. 

Why is he even looking there? Oh my god I’m really broadcasting out here. Never mind then, valid observation. Anyway, I dial Phoebe this time and shove the phone in his face. To my surprise he snatches it out of my hands. WHAT THE HELL?

This idiot can’t even call a person properly, stop thrashing around dammit I’m trying to call people.

I grab for my phone, how fucking dare he. He screams and we tumble on the dirty floor. I try grabbing my phone again but end up getting my hand between his crotch. 

“OK WHAT THE HELL” he says. 

Still blinded with rage, also ew, I keep trying to get my phone. Good save? Five more seconds of this and I'm gonna start genuinely beating the Jesus out of him. 

Maybe it was an accident. NO. It was definitely an accident… This is getting too weird. I finally scroll far down enough to find Lucy’s contact, what an awkward last message for them, ‘I love you’ my ass. I tap the call. Lenny grabs me by the collar now, but I’ve done it, I’ve called for help.

“There’s still no service dumbass now give me my shit!” I do it, I plant my fist in his stomach. Man this guy can scream. Like a little girl. At least it’ll attract someone to fix the door.  

“HELPPPPP HELPPPPP” I scream. Dammit I seem puny right now. 

“What the hell are we supposed to do?” he says. Like I know dumbass. I’m in pain right now. He can punch kind of good…  

I stare at my phone for a good 40 seconds. What else am I supposed to do, too much has happened already. It’s 11:30 in the night already, we sure spent a long time wandering the town centre before we came here. I finally look up and find him glaring at me.. Why’s he so mad, jeez.

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Kenny - Original Gay Romance || Chapter 1 - Hatred

Of course he has to be there, talking and laughing with my two… situation women? And Lucy, Lucy was there too, but she fucking left me there to deal with him. 

I noticed him, he was standing there, I could feel it. His eyes bore holes through the back of my skull. What a dick and a loner at that, lol.

I’d join in, I have plenty of jokes I wanna tell (they’re all terrible), but I can't even bring myself to approach that… creature.

Hmm, I could go for Mackie Deez with Jason right now. Maybe my other friends could join, that would be very hilarious. Ah, Kris’s still staring at me, probably mad I’m stealing all his bitches. Yup that's definitely it, there is definitely, absolutely no other reason he could dislike me.

I FUCKING HATE HIM. I just can’t stand to be around him, it's stupid, idiotic. Everything about the guy pisses me off. It's just that, when I’m around him..ugh im staring at him. Shit. 

“Guys, guys, guys let's go out to the centrum.” I type out on my phone even though half the people I wanna bring with me are standing right there.

  “I can’t, Ib system, I wanna kill myself *fire emoji* *fire emoji* *fire emoji*”

“Damn” I look up.

“Guys, let's go out?”

“Aight.” everyone said

Celine jabs at Lucy’s ribs, eyeing her saucily. “Kris!”  She yells out

Fuck it. I’ll go with them. Last time I pussied out and said it was too cold. Never again. Never. I’ll force myself for once. Honestly it should be fine. I'll just distract myself again or something.

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