Pinku Cat Cafe [South Park x Reader]

Ride

You feel like a Disney princess when you open your eyes to the brightness outside. Usually, you have your curtains closed, but maybe you accidentally opened them last night? You're not sure. You slowly sit up, stretching your limbs with a long groan. You peek one eye open once more, and nearly shit yourself at who you see.

Bradley is sitting at the foot of your bed, just staring at you like he was waiting for you to wake up.

"Bradley! Jesus Christ, you scared the piss out of me!" You gasp, holding your heart like it's about to burst out of your body.

"Sorry," he tells you sheepishly. He's sitting criss-cross applesauce, his hands nestled in his lap. "I, um. I wanted to thank you for helping me talk to Butters again. I got so antsy that I couldn't wait for you to wake up, so I opened the curtains..."

Ah, that's what happened... You tug at your tank top, not quite caring at how much skin you're showing. You know very well that Bradley is a gay guy and has no interest in you. Still, it's not like you're showing him your whole titty. "How did your little date go, by the way? You looked super happy together~"

He smiles softly, not quite looking at you as he thinks of the events that transpired yesterday. "... I had a lot of fun. We did a lot of catching up and everything... He's so talented and smart and kind. I feel lucky to even know him." His cheeks turn a bit pink as he speaks. He's so utterly in love. It's so cute! "But he was interested in me, I think... he asked me all sorts of questions and smiled at me and it... it made me so happy."

You reach forward and ruffle his messy hair fondly. "Look at you go! I knew that the two of you would hit it off!"

"Y-Yeah, you were right..." He shimmies off of your bed, playing with the hem of his t-shirt. "Your mom told me that you were on a date last night with a guy named Kyle. How did that go?"

"It wasn't a date!" You whine, covering your face in your hands so he doesn't see you blushing so much. "It was just a hangout session at a Red Lobster, that's all!"

"Did he pay?" He asks.

"W-Well... I was going to pay for my half, but he slipped the waitress his card before I could do anything about it."

"That's a date, then..." He looks out the window, a fond smile on his face. His elbows rest on the windowsill, watching some of the kids playing around in the street. "She said that he's cute and a nice boy. So, what else could you want?"

"Knowing mom, she probably said something to scare the shit out of him. She always does that to male friends I've had..." You sigh before coming out of your bed, your shirt riding up to expose your stomach a bit. "It's really frustrating, but she doesn't listen to me anyway."

"I know what that feels like," he sighs. He watches as one of the kids falls over and scrapes his knee. He wishes that his childhood was as simple as that. "I begged and pleaded with my parents to not make me go to that camp, but they never listened to me, either."

"... Do you ever want to see them again if you had the chance?"

He exhales through his nose. "Honestly? Not at all... I-It may sound bad, but I don't think I could ever forgive them for what they did to me... even if who I am is 'sinful.'"

"You aren't sinful," you tell him with a shake of your head. "People talk a lot of shit even though they personally aren't God. It's not their place to condemn certain people, you know? It's stupid."

He opens his mouth to say something, but blinks when he sees a boy walking towards the home. He moves away a bit, a little nervous about this newcomer. "Hey, t-there's someone coming towards us..."