My first fic i've put on the internet.. ^^ sorry if its hard to follow im not that good at writing XD but review anywayss pleasee and dont lie :P
Kenny McCormmick was poor, he didnt't have health care. He died alot when he could of been saved if he had health care, or if his parents cared enough. Kenny just got hit by a motorcyclist. Some would say he was 'lucky' to have survived, but thats not what Kenny thought, he was in great pain. Everywhere hurt like a bitch and he had various cuts and bruises all over his body. He would of rather died, at least he'd come back pain free. Kenny started to feel light headed he looked down to see somthing wet and sticky soaking threw coat. He touched his side and winced. He didn't realize he hurt his side, maybe he would die tonight? Kenny wobled and fought to stay awake but he was too dizzy. He was loosing to much blood. The small blond vaguely wondered why he was fighting to stay awake? He didn't even know where he was going... He guessed he hoped that someone would find him and save him for once...
"It's friday night. Everyones probly hanging with their friends and of course I'm walking outside alone." He sighed and pulled his coat closer to himself.
Craig continued to wander around town till he ended up in the poor part of town, he was aobut to turn around until he heard a small groan. He turned around and sure enough a little bit away from the sidewalk was a lump of a person. As Craig got closer he saw a familar orange coat.
"Oh god Kenny.. Is he dead.. " The taller boy leaned down and gently turned Kenny over onto his back. Kenny let out a soft wimper. "What happened to you Ken? Well I guess I have no choice." Craig gently scooped Kenny up in his arms and started walking home.
Craig sighed what was he doing? He barely knew Kenny. They were kinda friends, either way he couldn't just leave Kenny to die on the sidewalk.
The blonde wimpered again and snuggled close to his saviors chest. Craigs eye's widened, he felt his face turn red. "This better be worth saving you"
Re-adjusting his burden Craig carefully enterted his house and deposted Kenny on the couch a little roughly. He eyed Kennys visable injuries. "Guess I stop that bleeding first before he dies from loss of blood... Hmm I'll have to take off his coat." He smirked. "Finally I'll get to know what you look like under there."Pulling off his yellow gloves, Craig carefully took Kenny's oversized orange coat off.
He was speechless. Kenny was adorable, He had cute messy blond hair , and a pretty face. He had always thought maybe Kenny was ugly since he was always hiding in his coat.
Somehow Craig had managed to bandage and clean Kenny's wound and clean up some of his smaller cuts. A big bandaid across his cheek. He admired his handywork. "You better not die on me threw the night. I worked hard on fixing you" He pointed his finger scolding Kenny's unconcious form.
Craig got some blankets for Kenny and tucked him. He signed staring at Kenny's peaceful face his eyes softened and before Craig knew what he was doing he found him self gently brushing Kenny's blond hair out of his eyes. Kenny sighed contently and moved into the touch in his sleep. Craig smirked and chuckled.