Bleu Celeste *A Kenny x Reader FanFiction* Ch. 8

It's Easter Sunday, and you smile widely as you watch Kenny hit a beautifully colored egg against another egg a small girl holds tightly. His egg cracks and she giggles, telling him that in her Ma's country, they say the person who breaks the other's egg is going to be lucky this year. He then ruffles her bare head and smiles down at her, wishing her the bestest of luck. The two nibble on sausage, bread, the cracked egg and a small vegetable salad the girl's Ma made for the occassion. All the small portions were blessed in the Church, apparently, especially for Easter Mass.
"I'd love to go to Poland if you celebrate your Easter this nicely. You put so much effort into this!" He looks at the beautiful basket sitting on the girl's bedside table where the blessed food came from.
"When I am cancer-free, I'll ask my Mommy is you can go with us home for Christmas! You should see what we do then!" She grins, and you can't help but feel your heart Sting at her position. She's just a small kid, she should be running around, watching cartoons and drawing instead of being stuck to a hospital bed.
"Kenny, is it true that you will leave us soon?" She asks, her platinium eyebrows furrowing in sadness.
He nods slightly. "I was supposed to work here until the end of Easter, love. You want me to stay?"
"Yes, defini...defnity...def..def..."
"Definitely." He gives her a charming smile, which she returns gently. "I don't know, love, I'd see if I can stay. I'll have to go back to school after this, but maybe I'll still be able to help around at weekends. How does that sound?"
She sighs. "I guess better than nothing."

*timeskip*

"I told you it's not so bad, and it seems like you've grown attached to these kids."
"(Y/n), you have no idea how." He rubs his eyes with his palms in hopelessness. "I just want to spend days and nights nursing them back to health. It breaks my heart. I don't want to leave." A bitter laugh escapes his chapped lips "I would have never guessed I'd get so emotionally attached to them, y'know?"
"Yeah."
It seems to be the only day in North Park where the rain isn't flowing in waterfalls, and the white clouds cover the sky, shielding the sun, yet letting warm air to welcome the people. Their attitudes seem to be just as warm, and they're happy as can be, strolling by one another. Ironically the complete opposite of what Kenny was going through.
"Kenny." You place a dust-made hand on his shoulder, which he, of course, can't feel. "These are times we all wish we could live for. To bring happiness to others. These kids adore you, and you love them too, you know it. Doesn't it give you a fuzzy feeling when you know you can be a tiny shelf of suport in their living room of life?"
He looks at you funny. "What kind of a comparison is that?"
"Are you listening to me?"
"Yeah, and I agree with you." He sighs as he gets on the bus, the driver scanning his card. Kenny plops down on one of the empty blue seats and stares outside. "It's worth to be around to see these moments. To see them happy." He whispers.

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"I think I'll leave the idea of a job until summer." He says to you as he flicks through a newspaper he found in the bus as he lies on his bed. You stare outside to watch the snow drip lightly from the sky, even though Summer is about to start.
"Why is that now?" You ask.
"So I could get a job from Monday to Friday and still visit North Park over the weekend." The newspaper is soon discarded to another corner of the room and Kenny's hands fly behind his head as he stares at the cracked ceiling. "I don't need money now anyway."
You smile as you watch him in thought. "You finally understood you don't need money for some things."
"Yeah. I guess you're right."
"Damn right I'm right."