never noticed him (kyle broflovski x reader)

lunch

Kyle's pov:
it was lunch, and my friends and i were sitting together as usual. our table consists of me, stan, kenny, eric, craig, tweek, jimmy, timmy and butters. we had our own little group since we weren't cool enough to sit with clyde or token; but we also didn't want to sit with fucking scott malkinson. sorry, i know that's mean, but i also don't want to get more bullied than i already do by cartman you know? anyways we had started to eat our lunches and talk about the day when a lull came into our conversation. then, jimmy spoke up with a mischievous tone in his voice.

"s-so, kenny tells me you g-guys hung out with (Y/N) this w-weekend?"

i blushed a bit and looked back down at my food knowing this conversation would go nowhere good. cartman responded eagerly. "yeah, but only because kyle-" "shut the fuck up fatass no one asked for your opinion." stan had come to the rescue and glared at cartman, signaling for him to, as he said, shut the fuck up. i continued to stare down at my food only hoping everyone would ignore cartman's comment. "woah woah woah hold on a second stan let's let cartman finish his sentence for once." craig said lifting his finger as if to shush stan. a smirk appeared on his face as he said this, and cartman turned to craig with a knowing smile.

"thank you craig. as i was saying, she only came along because kyle here ha-"

"i swear to god cartman if another word comes out of your mouth." i interrupted him in an ominous tone still staring straight ahead.

all eyes fell on me and an awkward silence hung in the air. unfortunately, craig had put the pieces together quite promptly and felt the need to share them with the table. "no way." he simply said gazing at me. "what happened? am i missing something fellas?" butters asked feeling left out. craig's eyebrows raised briefly and he laughed. "damn kyle, i should've known." "w-what?" jimmy asked, also confused. i looked up at craig and our eyes met in a fierce stare.

"broflovski here is in love with (Y/N)."

everyone's faces slowly turned from craig back to me. i could feel my face turning a deep red as i returned my gaze towards my lap. craig shrugged picking up his milk. "i can't say i blame you dude, she's hot as fuck."

at this, tweek threw a grape at his boyfriend. "craig you're literally gay what do you know?" craig popped the grape in his mouth and replied. "i may be gay, but i have eyes and a brain."

as everyone was processing this secret that craig had spilled, cartman looked at the entrance of the cafeteria. "perfect timing." he said while smirking. our table turned to see (Y/N) going towards the lunch line. i groaned and buried my head into my arms while lying down on the table. "kyle go buy your girlfriend some lunch." craig said giggling. "yeah!" butters followed, trying to be a part of the conversation. "shut up craig go suck tweek's dick." i said picking up my head with a mean stare and in an attempt to change the subject. "gladly. let's go tweek." he said getting up. tweek turned a bright shade of red matching my initial complexion. "craig are you fucking crazy? not now." he whispered the last part but the whole table still laughed. craig shrugged and sat back down. we were all recovering from the funny encounter when someone came up to the head of our table.

"can i sit with you guys today?"

(Y/N)'s pov:
it was tuesday and i walked out of maths. my phone buzzed in my back pocket and i took it out to see a text from wendy.

wendy: bebe, nichole and red are fighting again. i know you don't like being with them when they do, so if you want we can eat somewhere else.

i smiled. she knew me so well. the three of them fought all the time and it was always so stressful. the lunch times during a fight were always so unnecessarily tense and awkward, so i never liked to be a part of them. every time they would fight, wendy and i would usually ditch them to eat in the library until they would sort themselves out and everyone would be friends again.