South park x Reader

Chapter 21

Kyles pov:

The next morning I wake up to the sun shining on my face. I groan and place my pillow over my head. I hear some bedsheets rustling, which brings my head out from my pillow and over to my bed where y/n is sleeping with the sun shining on her face. She looks like a princess, with her skin glowing and the way she looks when she sleeps with her hair all messy in her face or on the pillow. I need to look away just in case she wakes up and sees me watching her as she sleeps

I get out of bed and creep my way down the stairs, hoping the guys are still asleep. I stare at what has become of the sleeping arrangement, and Stan has rolled off the couch and is cuddling Kenny, who has rolled onto where y/n was supposed to sleep, and fatass is spread across the whole double bed mattress he was supposed to share with Kenny. I try to hold in my laughter and grab out my phone to take a picture to bully them all later with it.

I turn to walk into the kitchen, making it inside. I open a cabinet door, grab a glass cup, and walk over to the sink. Turning on the tap, I place the cup under the water, my sleeve getting wet in the process. The glass fills up, and I turn the tap off, shutting off the water. I bring the cup up to my face, turning away from the sink to lean on the counter. Before I could take my first sip, a very tired boy with messy black hair and eyes barely open stands in front of me.

"Morning Stan," I say, trying to hold back my laughter as I look at his state. "Morning Kyle," Stan replies slowly. "so where did you go last night?" Stan questions me. I freeze. How am I supposed to answer that without him thinking something happened between me and y/n? I gulp before answering with, "What do you mean?". Stan doesn't seem to buy my attempt to seem confused.

"Last night I woke up in the middle of the night and reached out, but I didn't feel a Kyle-shaped body next to me, so I sat up and looked at the ground, and y/n is missing as well as her mattress. So my question is, What did you get up to last night?" Stan wasn't letting up, his tired voice turning back to its usual deep tone. I take in a deep breath as I have to try to explain what happened last night without Stan thinking something happened between me and y/n

y/n pov:

I open my eyes in a comfy bed, but looking around the room, I realise it isn't mine. I sit up, taking in the room around me since I wasn't able to take a look around last night because one, it was too dark, and two, Kyle came in as well. I bounce out of bed and take a look around his room. It's nothing out of the ordinary; his bed is by the window. His desk on the other side of the room next to his door has his computer, school books, and photos of his friends. Those catch my attention, and I pace over to the desk and pick up some of the photos. Kyle with Stan, Kyle with the three others—the photo that catches my attention the most is a photo of Kyle and Stan when they were younger, maybe in 4th grade, but I couldn't tell.

Kyle wasn't wearing his same old green hat instead his red locks were showing it was spilling over his face long, curly red hair. He looks so happy next to Stan, who also wasn't wearing his hat with his black, unbrushed hair showing; they were side hugging each other in the photo, and at the bottom, Kyle wrote, 'no hats day!' my face was lighting up, a smile creeping it's way onto my face.

I hear footsteps coming towards the door making my smile drop I run towards the bed to make it look like I wasn't snooping to whoever is at the door. To my surprise, a younger child came into view, standing at the door. He looks around the age of 9 or 10, the same age as Kyle in the photos, though he looks nothing like Kyle, so this couldn't be his brother.

"Who are you?" His high-pitched voice rings through the room. I stare at him before responding "I'm y/n, and you are?" I ask back, and he raises an eyebrow before answering, "I'm Ike Kyle's younger brother, and before you ask, I'm adopted." Ike says. That does make a lot more sense if he's adopted. "I've heard a lot about you from Kyle, and he doesn't seem to shut up about you sometimes," Ike says, and my body freezes. Does Kyle really talk about me to his family? I let out an uncomfortable giggle and start for the door. Ike moves out of the way staring at me.