Ken is jealous of gn!Reader (but for absolutely no reason)
Gif by @chriswevans
A/N: Dear anons, I am ofc a lazy asshole, but sooner or later I will answer every request, I promise (if I don't, you can burn me in hell);
Summary: gn!Reader interacts with the Other Ken, unaware of the destructive effect it has on Ken. So destructive that he even tore his bandana (but almost immediately sewed it back on)!
Word count: 711 words;
Enjoy!
Ken was very angry. Ken was very, very angry, irritated, furious and hurt. The whole world had suddenly become one big pile of injustice, betrayal and dishonour. Except for the horses, of course.
Every few minutes he sighed sorrowfully, and every few seconds he remembered you and held back angry tears. How could you talk to Another Ken when you already had one? Ken irratable kicked the sand with his foot, but missed and nearly fell backwards. This made him even angrier.
Ken fell rather than sit down on the sun-warmed sand, his head down on his folded arms in despair. It was too heavy because of... Well, because of the heavy thoughts. Ken couldn't stop replaying in his head that unbearably awful moment when he caught you talking to Another Ken.
His heart, soul, and the bandana he was clutching in his hands with all his fury were bursting at the seams (especially the bandana) as he remembered your laughter. No, your laughter itself was just a wonderful, sonorous sound, the best sound for Ken's ears! The problem was that this charming giggle was caused by a Ken. The Other Ken.
"Hello!”
“Ha-ha... Oh, Ken, hi!"
And then the Other Ken dared to speak to you again, without giving poor Ken a chance to get a word in. So he ran away leave with his head held high, went to the beach, sat down on the shore and began to sob with bitter nostalgia, remembering the pleasure of his time with you.
Ken would have sulked until dawn if you hadn't come to his hunched figure.
“Ken?”
He didn't answer. In fact, he showed no signs of life at all. Except for resentment, of course.
You sat down next to him, trying to look into his eyes. But Ken's head was turned a perfect 180 degrees away from you.
“If this is about Ken, there's something you need to know.”
Ken's heart dropped to his heels when he heard what he clearly least wanted to hear.
“Actually, he and I have been discussing...”
Ken squeezed his eyes shut as if he was about to be hit. The most insane versions of your words were swarming through his head, but none of them came close to reality. To the raw, harsh reality...
“We were talking about a film night for you.”
“What?”
Ken's eyelids fluttered shut, and he didn't even notice how he jerked his head in your direction. And when he did... Well, judging by his wry grimace as he looked at your adored treacherous face with pain, his resentment was quite deep. However, after the words "movie night", another terrible monster awoke inside Ken: curiosity.
"Yes, silly, me and the other Kens were planning to have a film party dedicated to horses. In your honour. And it was supposed to be a surprise!”
Try as he might, Ken was too happy to hide his big smile. A film? In his honour? Horses?!
Ken stared at you with the most devoted look possible as his smile grew bigger and bigger. In his pleasantly surprised eyes, you could clearly read "I'm sorry I thought bad things about you (but it was your fault too)". And perhaps somewhere in the secret corners of Ken's unexplored soul, the thought crept in that the Other Ken might not be such a scoundrel after all. But, of course, those were just the secret corners of his unexplored soul and nothing more.
However, even after bringing Ken back to a more positive mental state, you still needed to hear something very important from him:
“Ken, do you... Do you forgive me? I should have told you about my intentions earlier...”
Ken was looking at you with a bit of disbelief, although you could tell from his convulsively trembling lips that he was using all the possible and impossible powers of his plastic facial expressions to keep from smiling.
“Well, if you tell me when the party is, I might forgive you.”
Ken was far from an actor, and you could tell by the way he pouted when he barely found the control not to turn his head towards you again.
“Of course! Tonight.”
In the end, Ken not only forgave you, but also hugged you uncontrollably.
