This Idiot (South Park x M!Reader)

Chapter Seven

Kyle had woken up before the sun came up. He laid there, facing the ceiling. His face was barely lit up by the tv that was only loud enough to help the boy next to him sleep. He wanted so badly to go back to sleep. His heart was racing. He felt movement in the bed next to him. Y/n had curled into a little ball facing the ginger. Kyles heart skipped a beat when the (color) eyed boy wrapped his arm around Kyle's waist and rested his head on his chest. The redhead slipped his arms out from the boys loose grip and put an arm around Y/n and the other behind his own head. He stared at the tv seeing jersey shore. He laughed lightly. He subconsciously began playing with the (hair color) locks. Y/n hummed in his sleep with a small smile on his face.

"What am I going to do with you, N/n..." Kyle stared at the giant that had completely curled up to him. "Little baby." Kyle had always been jealous of Kenny. He wanted to hang out with the little Cartman but he was nervous he'd be like Eric. So Kenny got to him first. And they got closer. And closer. As much as he hated to say it, he was really happy Kenny and Y/n were fighting. Of course he hated seeing the two upset because they're his friends, but he was really happy he had Y/n to himself for a bit.

"Kyle..." Y/n's weak voice broke the silence. Kyle hummed in response looking at him. "Are you okay?" His voice was a little raspy and a little whiny. Kyle smiled.

"Of course I am. Why?" He looked at Y/n. The younger boys face was illuminated softly. The younger just shrugged and grabbed Kyle's hand that was around him. "Are you going back the sleep now?" 

"What time is it?" Y/n asked. Kyle had grabbed his phone and checked the time.

"Its almost five." The boy nodded and sat up. He rubbed his eyes and blinked at the redhead next to him. 

"Lets go make eggs." Y/n sat up and threw on a hoodie that was between the wall and bed. He rolled over Kyle's body, who huffed at the other boys weight. 

Kyle slowly got up and followed the boy. They descended down the stairs and to the kitchen. "I'll grab the eggs if you grab the pan." Kyle spoke quietly. Y/n nodded and went to the cabinet while Kyle went to the fridge. 

"Should we make sausage too?" Y/n whispered. Kyle set the eggs and oil on the counter. 

"Do we have any?" Kyle asked turning back to the fridge and checking the freezer. The ginger dug in the freezer and found a cardboard box. "Sosig!" He whisper-cheered. He turned around and presented it to the younger boy who was standing at the stove which had the pan heating. Y/n cheered.

"Pass the oil?" Y/n asked focusing on the pan. He held his left hand over the pan and held the other out for the oil. Kyle quickly grabbed the oil and eggs and slid the sausage on the counter to the stove. "Thank you." Y/n smiled as Kyle handed him the bottle. He poured a decent amount and coated the whole pan. 

The taller of the two cracked the eggs into the pan. "I love fried eggs." Kyle sighed. Y/n's smile grew.

"I know. Thats why I'm making them." Kyle's ears stared to redden and she shifted his weight. "Grab the plates?" Kyle only nodded. A few minutes pass and the food is done.  The two grab their drinks and sit down.

They sit across from each other at the dining table. Y/n smiles looking down at the table. "What?" Kyle asks with a light laugh. 

"What do you mean what?" Y/n asks, starting to cut his egg with his cutlery. 

Kyle shook his head. "You're smiling," Kyle pauses "at nothing N/n." 

Y/n's smile drops in thought. "I guess I was... I think it's because I'm happy to be with you today." He smiles again and fully cuts his egg. He glances through his hair and sees Kyle look down at his food with red ears. He smirks and starts eating his breakfast. 

The two sat in a comfortable silence for a while, just eating their breakfast. Sheila had come down and went straight to the coffee maker. "Good morning, Mom." Kyles says softly. Y/n waved at the woman when she turned around.

"Hey boys!" She smiled. "How was your breakfast?" The two smiled at each other.

Kyle stood up with his plate and walked to the dishwasher. "It was good mom."

"I can make you some if you want Mrs. Broflovski." Y/n stood up too. He grabbed his plate and cutlery and gently placed it in the dishwasher. Sheila awed at the boy. 

Y/n turned to her and she placed a hand on the counter next to him. "You don't have to do that darling. I have an HOA meeting with the other moms over brunch!" She cheered. He nodded. "It's a beautiful Sunday... Why don't you boys come with us!" 

The two teens looked at each other. "Where are you guys having brunch?" Kyle asked. 

"Oh! It's absolutely adorable. It's the new cafe in town." Sheila picked up her mug from the coffee machine.  

"Morning Glory?" Y/n questioned, sitting down again.  Kyle's mother nodded. "Let's go!" 

Kyle shook his head laughing. "I guess we're going." 

"Don't worry about paying sweetheart. Dad and I will cover it." She smiled and shooed us upstairs. Kyle and Y/n went back to the room to hang out. Kyle grabbed his phone and texted his mom about when they were leaving. 

She had responded. "We're leaving at nine." Kyle smiled. Y/n nodded. 

"Hey Ky..." Y/n hesitated. Kyle looked up at his friend. "I don't have any clothes." Y/n sat down on the floor. 

"Do you think some of mine would fit?" Kyle walked over to his closet and grabbed his biggest clothes. "Maybe try these?" 

It was just a pair of black jeans, a plain green shirt, and a black and grey flannel. Y/n stood up and gently took the clothes from Kyle. He nodded at his friend in thanks. Y/n stripped his clothes from yesterday.  Kyle felt heat rush to his face and looked away. He sat on his bed, now finding his phone very interesting. 

"What do you think?" 

"What?" 

"How does it look, Ky?" Y/n asked, now facing the boy. Kyle looked up from his phone, a small blush on his face. 

He nodded. "It looks good N/n..." He trailed off looking Y/n up and down. The taller of the two noticed.

He walked over to Kyle and sat next to him. "Thank you, Ky." Kyle leaned his head on the others shoulder. 

"Anything for you, Y/n." Kyle stared at Y/n, with some emotion in his eyes Y/n couldn't quite place. 

"Kyle...?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you in love with me?" Y/n felt a pillow crash onto his face. "Okay now answer the question."

A/N:

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