You were at Butters' house. It wasn't where you usually had sleepovers, but oh well. His house had too many rules. The door had to stay opened while friends were over, you had to be asleep by midnight or else... His dad sucked, to say the least.

You two were currently sitting side by side, watching cat videos on his phone. It was a shame that he didn't have any pets, he would take good care of them. Anyone could tell just by looking at him. The thing you hated about him, though? He was extremely oblivious.

Sure, you always made suggestive jokes. You had a very sex-based sense of humor. But not around him, not when it was just you. Alone. In his room. When you were alone you would genuinely compliment him and slip in a little flirt here or there. You cuddled, you had even kissed him on the cheek once or twice, and he still didn't get it.

"I want one like that, Ken. The fluffy ones are always the cutest," he murmured, pointing at his screen.