THEY HOLD ME LIKE A DRUG / p

[dannychan]

wanna skip to when they’ve sort of settled down?? maybe they crossed the border to canada somehow?

[peridot.]

( ye ye )

[dannychan]

want me to start or can you~?

[peridot.]

( could you start~? Starting for this one is hard for me cx )

[dannychan]

cx ok. i’m gonna say that it’s been about a year isha so the oldest would be 18 and could legally buy a house for everyone (obv using tokens money bc i bet his parents knew and didn’t mind as long as they get to visit lmao and they put money on his card sksksksksk)

since arriving in canada, the kids weren’t very bothered. kenny, being the oldest southpark kid, had signed off on a house (using tokens card) and they had gotten a.. pretty huge house. tokens parents were amazing, and even came up to visit once they had moved in- even bought some nice furniture. he was currently with butters in the kitchen, sat on the counter and humming softly into a can of soda. it was the crack of dawn, and butters was making some bacon and pancakes.
clyde seemed to really like the house. token and clyde had the room next to karen’s, so some nights she’d have a night mare and had have to take her to kenny. he didn’t mind much, but that didn’t mean he went back to sleep afterwards. he was laying in bed, sleepily scrolling through his instagram and little spooning token.
craig was normally up around this time to make sure tweek had everything he needed. such as pills and ironed clothes. he was currently just running his hands through the boy’s hair, watching him sleep.
stan and kyle.. hadn’t gotten together yet. mostly because stan was convinced he didn’t like boys. so they didn’t share a room. currently, he was just sleeping.

[peridot.]

Butters was humming happily and shaking his hips as he moved around the kitchen, cooking breakfast for everyone since he loved cooking. Piling the last of the pancakes up on the plate, he made Kenny a plate before putting it in front of him, "Here you are~"
Token was technically awake, but he wasn't quite conscious yet, his eyes only opening up occasionally. Finally, however, he stretched out and turned over to face Clyde, touching their noses together, "Mm... Morning..."
Tweek was sleeping surprisingly peacefully for the first time in a while, and he made a happy noise when he felt hands in his hair. Tilting his head into Craig's palm, he slowly opened his eyes, "Hi..."
Kyle was... Sort of sad that he and Stan weren't together. He respected what Stan said though, and figured Stan really didn't like boys. He was curled up in bed, scrolling through tumblr and sighing to himself.
Finally, there was only a certain number of bedrooms in the huge house, and since Kyle and Stan weren't sharing a room, Eric had asked Jimmy if they could share a room however. However, he wasn't pushing for anything romantic forcefully, however. He was just laying in bed with Jimmy, his face buried into the pillows and his breath slow and happy.

[dannychan]

kenny hummed happily, moving to give him a soft kiss. “thanks, cutie~” he said and took the plate.
clyde made a soft noise, giving him a very gentle kiss. “morning..” he mumbled.
craig smiled slightly, pulling tweek closer. “good morning, honey~”
stan eventually woke up and grunted, moving to get up and not even bothering to get dressed or anything, just walked to kyle’s room in pretty much just his boxers, lifting tolhe blanket at the foot of the bed and crawling over him and seeming to just lay heavily on top of him. “hey.” he mumbled.
jimmy didn’t mind cartman. he was a nice source of warmth. he had been awake for a while, not wanting to wake cartman.

[peridot.]

Kissing back, Butters smiled and gave a happy him, "You're welcome, hottie~"
Token kissed back and said, gently putting a hand on Clyde's cheek, "Sleep well~?"
Kyle blushed deeply when Stan laid on him, and he took a deep breath, saying softly, "Hey, Stan..."
Shifting a bit, Cartman woke up when he shifted and brushed against Jimmy. Opening his eyes, he smiled and said, face slightly red, "Morning, Jimmy."

[dannychan]

he hummed. “tired driving is just as dangerous as drunk driving.” he said and rubbed his knuckles slowly. “so try and sleep.”

[peridot.]

Blushing as his knuckles were rubbed, he nodded and said softly, "Okay Clyde.." He then closed his eyes, and it was a few minutes before he finally dozed off.