South Park X Reader

Chapter 20: road trip!

The next morning you wake up feeling light on your feet and happy. You've been actually happy lately. Kenny makes you smile and he cares about you, Stan and Kyle are happy together which makes you happy, Cartman isn't being that big of an asshole and you're going to Florida in two days. You smile as you stretch your arms and kiss the blonde boy that snuck into your room at 3:30 am.

"Good morning." He smiles, his raspy voice ringing harmonies in your ears. "Hi" you roll over and snuggle into him. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you close. "School." You groan. "I know." he moans. You stand from your bed and hold your hand out to help him up. He lazily hugs you and kisses you neck. "Okay okay, come on." You smile and grab a pair of jeans and a loose t-shirt.

Kenny slumps back on the bed and puts his arms behind his head. He's wearing his signature lazy outfit; no shirt and sweatpants low on his waist. The outfit is so hot in an odd way. You decide to just get dressed in the room, you don't feel self conscious in front of him, even though his eyes are watching you. You pull your long loose white t-shirt over your head, revealing your tight, full bum underwear and bare chest, your body is turned from Kenny so he can't see the front of your body.

"Holy shit, nope. Nope nope." He says as you reach for your jeans. He comes up behind you and turns you around. You blush and he presses his lips against yours. He pulls your naked chest against his and you laugh as he lifts you up. He throws you on the bed and kisses your neck. "Schools in half an hour." You say. "I only need five minutes." He breaths and lowers his kisses down your body. Your breath hitches when his teeth graze your hip bone. He uses his hire to pull your underwear down. He kneels in front of the bed and puts your legs on his shoulders.

He presses his lips against you and sucks. He flicks his tongue and you let out a soft moan, lacing your fingers into his hair. He puts a hand up and you put your hand to his, intertwining his his fingers with yours. The gesture is so romantic and touching, mixed with the motions of the tongue, I yelp and finish within minutes.

After you finally get him to get up and get ready, you walk hand in hand to school together. "Hey fags," Cartman breaths as we walk up to him. "Hey." You smile. After your dreadful first periods you walk into the cafeteria. You walk to the table and see Kyle lying his head in the table and no one else. "Hey dude." You say, poking his head before sitting down. "Oh, hey." He says, barley looking up from his arms.

"What's up?" You ask, putting a straw into a diet coke and taking a sip. "Ugghhhghhhhggh" he groans. "Oh." You giggle slightly. He looks up at you. "You know, (y/n), I got really drunk last night and starting thinking about you and honestly I started to think you were other worldly, because no matter how hard I try I can't stop missing you. Also, I'm pretty sure every guy who meets you falls in love with you." He says, brutally honest.

You gulp your coke and stare at him with wide eyes. "Wh...I mean...where is this coming from?" I ask. "A hung over gay kid." He snorts and puts his head back in his arms. Your head spins with what he jus told you. "Are you still drunk?" You ask, hitting his head. "Owww" he moans. "No, not still drunk" he answers. "You just said you miss me." You remind him. "Because I do." He says. "Well, first of all, that means you're not gay. Second of all, why the hell do you mean by everyone falls in love with me?" You ask. "No, I'm bisexual. And because I know everyone in our group thinks you're gorgeous, even the girls fantasize about you. You hypnotize everyone, it's why Clyde couldn't keep his hands off of you while we were dating." He spits. "Jesus Kyle calm down, I don't think everyone's in love with me, and it wasn't that he couldn't keep his hands off of me, he was upset and I was still angry out you and I let my emotions betray me." You defend yourself.

"Yeah, and then after you were done being sad about me you went straight to fucking Kenny." He spits, ouch. "You got together with Stan right after me." You retort. "At least I didn't fuck him the first time I hung out with him." He snorts and stands. "What the hell is your problem?" You ask, sincerely hurt by his words. You only care about a few people's opinions, and Kyle is one of them. "Is that what you think of me? That I'm a slut? Because I've been with Kenny for almost two months." You defend. "Honestly all I've been thinking lately is you didn't think I was good enough for you. Because you cheated on me and never with Kenny." He says. "You cheated on me first, Kyle." You say, your sadness breaking through. He rolls his eyes and walks away from the table, leaving you sat with a sad and confused look into your face.