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Chapter 2

Stan's pov:

The drive home was sort of awkward. Probably cause of my shitty concern. We parked in my driveway. "Is it alright if I go in with you?" He asked. I smirked, Kyles always had a problem with being alone by himself, usually in cars. "Of course" he grinned and followed behind me. Stan opened the door allowing Kyle in and shut the door behind them. "Are you sure you don't want to do any college courses?" Kyle asked as we walked upstairs. "Yeah, besides I'm an alcoholic, not that I'd make it very far." I laughed at my own 'joke' I saw Kyle frown out the corner of my eye. I sighed, he probably thinks I'm turning into my father. I open the door to my room and let Kyle in. I grab a few bags and boxes, I'll be living there for a few years until Kyles is done with college so, gotta make the most of it.

Everything was packed and we headed back out of the car throwing everything in the back with Kyle's stuff. We locked the car for the day and went back in, besides we don't move in until tomorrow. Kyle decided to sleep over instead of dealing with his mom. Which I understand. "Video games or movies?" I asked with a grin. "Hmm... Movie? Do you wanna watch that one horror movie we watched when we were teens?" Kyle asked grinning a grin wider than mine. He's so childish sometimes, but he's adorable- wait Stan what the fuck, no. "Yeah! It's in the drawer hold on." I walk over to the TV drawer and grab the movie he's talking about 'spider legs' dude that movie was so lame, but anything for my best friend. I put it on the TV and grab the remote, I sit on the couch and Kyle sits next to me. "Bro I remember you got scared shirtless from this movie" I laughed, Kyle, slapped my arm, "Shut up whore. Let's just watch it." I shrugged and smiled clicking play.

I yawn slightly, I forgot this movie was 3 hours. It was almost 8 pm and I was already getting tired. Kyles is already asleep on the other side of the couch. I lay down closing my eyes, I hear shuffling but I ignore it, I'm half asleep. But I feel something push up against my chest. I open my eyes and look down seeing- kyle?! Wait what the fuck. I start to turn red, he's still breathing the way he does when he sleeps so maybe it was an accident? He didn't do it purposely right? What if he wakes up and thinks I'm trying to spoon him. Fuck fuck fuck.. I'm not a fag it's fine. I'm not a fag I'm not a...

I wake up, forgetting Kyle was sleeping in front of me. "Fuck I'm screwed.." I say almost out loud. I cover my mouth before Kyle hears and try to scoot back away from him a little bit. Although this was a couch I'm not gonna get far. I can't help but look over his body, he's not wearing his usual jacket, he's skinny, has muscles but not too noticeable, he's not wearing his hat either. His hair is a bright shade of red, it's definitely not an afro, but it's curly. I didn't even realize I was touching his hair until I snapped back into reality. But I didn't care, I continued to play with his hair, it's so soft and curly. I accidentally got caught on one of his curls and pulled it, shit- "mm.." Did he just moan? Or is he still asleep, or both? I start to panic, flustered. What do I do what if he wakes up, I jerk my hand away as he starts to move around. He slowly sits up and then tenses up when he feels something behind him, my leg. Fuck I forgot I was still spooning him basically. He turned around and almost fell off the couch, "STAN WHAT THE HELL?!" He starts to panic. Fuck I didn't mean to scare him, "It's not what it looks like!! You fell against me last night while sleeping!" I shake my hands. He seems a little bit more relieved. He rubs the back of his neck, "Ah sorry I shouldn't have freaked out like that." He sighs. "No, it's fine. By the way what time is it?... OH Fuck! We have to go!" It's almost 12 pm.

I run upstairs with Kyle following behind. I grab two pairs of shorts, a green pair, and a black pair, I toss the green to Kyle. And grab 2 shirts, a Santa Cruz shirt which I hand to Kyle to wear, and some Metallica shirts from my emo phase. "You can change in here. I'll go to the bathroom." I offer, he nods and I walk out to the bathroom. I open the door then lock it. I quickly changed throwing my dirty clothes into the hamper. And walk out, I wait a few moments before knocking on my door just to make sure Kyles did. I walk in and he's sitting on my bed on his phone waiting for me. I try not to stare but he looks so good in my clothes.. especially without his hat. Kyle stands up dramatically and walks out, "COME ON BABEEEE" He yells from downstairs waiting for me. God I know he's joking but the way he calls me that.. FUCK STAN YOUR NOT A FAGGOT.