never noticed him (kyle broflovski x reader)

bebe's party

(Y/N)'s pov:
friday night rolled around and naturally someone was throwing a party. this time it was bebe hosting. i wore a tight dark blue dress and had my hair in loose curls. if i do say so myself, i looked damn good.

i left the house and turned to be met with kyle and his friends at the bottom of the small hill that's my yard. i walked them since we all lived near each other. as i was coming down to them, i saw kenny say something to kyle. i couldn't tell what it was, but he seemed annoyed by it. kyle glared at him but quickly recovered as i arrived. "ready?" i asked. The walk consisted of stan already being extremely drunk, cartman and kyle fighting, and kenny trailing behind trying to look at my ass every once in a while. i found it amusing if anything that he was so desperate if i'm being honest. a very drunk stan started to talk to me about the meaning of life and what it was. he seemed so enthralled with it and so i laughed and entertained him with his ideas as we walked.

Kyle's pov:
(Y/N) came out of her house wearing a short dark blue dress and heels. he hair laid in soft curls on her shoulders and a jacket was over her arm. she looked absolutely beautiful. i was staring, obviously entranced when kenny hit my chest. "don't get a boner yet kyle." he said jokingly. i glared at him and soon enough she was standing right in front of us.

"ready?"

we started to walk and the natural order of things were restored when cartman started arguing with me. "kyle, you just think that because you're a jew. you can't blame yourself-" "shut the fuck up fatass my religion has nothing to do with my opinions about the school food." while i rolled my eyes at cartman, i saw kenny start to stagger a bit behind. confused at what he was doing at first i watched him. i soon realized his intentions after he walked behind (Y/N) and started to stare at her ass. i became annoyed at him objectifying her. "kenny, knock it off you pervert" i angrily whispered towards him. he jumped at the comment and hastily walked faster to keep in line with the rest of the group. luckily, (Y/N) didn't acknowledge any of this since she was talking to a very drunk stan. he could barely stand up and yet she still managed to somehow converse with him.

we finally got there and i watched as her eyes lit up to the sound of the music and the view of the lights. we walked inside and naturally, she started towards the dance floor throwing her hands up in excitement.

everyone else started to go in but i grabbed kenny by his sweatshirt. he stopped and turned to look at me with a confused face. "kenny, just please don't make any moves with (Y/N). i really like her and i'm just started to become close with her so, um, please?" i asked him nervously. he smiled genuinely.

"of course kyle. don't worry about it you're my best friend."

and with that, we went inside.

(Y/N)'s pov:
about an hour into the party, red and i were dancing together in the midst of a mess of sweaty, drunk, and horny teens. 'dirty laundry' by black bear was playing and multiple people started getting touchy with each other. i didn't even think about someone coming up to me until it actually happened.

kenny creeped up behind me and his arms slyly started to wrap around me. normally i would've plucked the fuckboy's hands off, but something about tonight felt different.

it's only one night, why not have a little fun?

i continued to dance in his arms and i think he was surprised by my willingness. in fact, i was more than willing in the moment; i wanted him. i wanted to have a meaningless hook up with him and act like it never happened the next day. i wanted to not give a fuck about anything. i was just a horny teenager with nothing better to do. usually, i tried not to be so easy, but having extra fun one time wouldn't hurt, right?