never noticed him (kyle broflovski x reader)

getting closer

(Y/N)'s pov:
one saturday morning like usual, i was at tweeks with the four guys next to me. they were just as loud and distracting as usual, but unlike any other time, they weren't interacting with me. i didn't mind, at least now i would actually be able to get some work done. when i was deep in my math homework, my attention was pulled away to hear loud whispers of the guys arguing. i couldn't hear what it was about over my earphones but it was enough of a commotion to produce a weird look from me. kyle was bright red in the face and talking a mile a minute. kenny and cartman were arguing with kyle about something and stan sat on his phone looking like he didn't give two fucks about the conversation. kyle noticed my confused face and turned even more red, which i didn't think was possible. when kenny and cartman followed his gaze to look at me, they looked at eachother and smiled maliciously. cartman said something, but i couldn't hear so i took out my earphone.

"sorry, what did you say?" i asked. a mischievous sparkle gleamed in cartmans eyes. he smirked. "oh i didn't say anything. although, i think kyle wants to say something very important." kenny snickered and kyle looked awkwardly at his intertwined hands. i was still confused at what was going on and felt self conscious not knowing. "what's up? did i do something wrong?" i asked worriedly. "no no no, ignore them." kyle said glaring at his friends. he took a deep breath. "the guys and i were wondering if you wanted to come over to mine and play some video games?" i was surprised by this invitation, but also delighted that they had thought to include me. "i mean, sure! but i have to admit, i haven't played any video games since i was really little." cartman's eyes grew wide while kyle smiled and pointed at him. "HAH see fatass? i told you she would say yes!"

oh, was this all just a bet and not an actual offer?

my face fell a bit at that thought and it was noticeable enough for kyle to notice.

"sorry that sounded bad, we do truly want you to come-" "no we don't." cartman said in a huff. his three friends looked at him with the strangest look in the world. "cartman the only reason you don't want (Y/N) to hang out with us is because you can't rip on kyle for her saying no." stan said. "fuck you that's not true!" he replied. "sure dumbass." kenny remarked. cartman rolled his eyes. "fine she can come. but i'm setting some ground rules. first, no..."

he continued to list a plethora of random regulations that made no sense. as he was doing so, i smiled at kyle mischievously trying not to laugh at cartman. he smiled back with a glint in his eye.

(time skip to kyle's house brought to you by man-bear-pig)

"Get fucked fatass!" stan yelled lifting his arms in triumph as he beat one of his best friends at mario kart. cartman made a sour face and said "dude this game is so gay. no wonder you're so good at it." stan ignored the comment basking in the small amount of glory that was provided by kenny. "stan that was sick!" kenny said with a smile on his face. i giggled at the whole interaction while sitting curled up on a chair. "(Y/N) vs me now!" kenny said grabbing the controller from stan. i switched spots with cartman accordingly but paused when i looked at the controller. i hadn't done this in so long, would i be good enough to keep up? i felt the couch move next to me as i looked up to see kyle.

"you okay there?" he asked. i blushed.

"y-yeah i just haven't played in so long i don't really remember what all the buttons do, sorry."

cartman rolled his eyes and scoffed. "ugh give me a break. i told you guys she wouldn't be able to play!" "shut up fatass didn't stan just beat you?" kyle shot back with a piercing look in his eyes. as he turned to me, his emerald eyes once again softened. "here i'll help you." he gently took the controller from me and started to explain it. he then chose my character, car, wheels and parachute all the while justifying why he made those choices. as he was telling me about this game he obviously loved, his eyes sparkled and his light pink cheeks were decorated with freckles. his curly red hair bounced from under his green hat. i was admiring him when he turned to me.