South Park High (Kyle Broflovski x Female Reader)

We Got Caught

(Y/n's POV)

We were walking home from Kenny's house and I grabbed Kyle's hand as we walked. He was staring at the ground flustered, which made me blush too.

I wish he was bold enough to make the move...oh my gosh- I am in love with Kyle! What if he doesn't like me back? Ugh I am so stupid! Who the hell gets a crush on their best guy friend. (A lot of people lmao)

We walked in and were greeted by the endearing smell of Sheila's cooking. Me and Kyle took a seat at the table, and waited for the rest of the family to join us. "Thank you for this amazing meal Mrs. Broflovski!" I smiled, delighting to have a home cooked meal. "Your welcome Y/n! What about you Kyle? Is it good?" Sheila asked her son, but he was deep in his own thoughts. "Hello? Kyle?" I asked, waving my hand in front of his face, which made him snap back into reality. "What is on your mind bubby?" Sheila asked, having a concerned motherly tone in her voice. "Kyle walked in on Kenny and Y/n kissing and he ruined the moment by being a third wheeler asshole." Ike piped up. We all turned our heads with shock. "First of all language Ike! Second of all, is this true Y/n? Have you been getting dirty with Kenny?" My heart dropped, and my face turned crimson, my hands started shaking and I furrowed my brows. Kyle slammed his fists on the table and pointed at Ike, "How did you even find that out Ike?!" "Kenny told Cartman because he was pissed at you for barging in, and Cartman tells me everything, so he told me." Ike smiled annoyingly. "I am going to kill that fucking fatass!" Kyle shouted. "KYLE! SIT DOWN!" Gerald demanded, Kyle slumped down and sighed. "Y/n...you shouldn't be doing that with Kenny, who knows what kind of STD's the poor child has." Sheila shook her head in disbelief. "Also Cartman told me that Y/n and Kyle have LOTS of sex, like all the time." Ike added.

Well that part is definitely not right.

I raised a brow, "What?" I looked over to Kyle who gave me the same perplexed expression on his face. Gerald rested his elbows on the table and put his face in his palms. "Kyle...what the hell makes you think you can take advantage of a young girl?" He asked, disappointed. "Dad, we didn't do anything!" Kyle said, with a tremble in his voice. "No he's right, I would think that you of all people would know that Cartman lies and blows things out of proportion." I said, defending Kyle giving his parents a demeaning glare.

(Kyle's POV)

I was getting anxious, Eric was really trying to fuck up my home life. "Well he also mentioned Y/n giving you a lap dance and also she gave you a blow job."

....fuck.

Ike just kept blabbering, digging me a bigger hole. My parents looked at me with anger, sadness, and disappointment. "I-" I stammered. "Well from how you're reacting, those two things are true." Gerald said. "No! It was at a dumb party, I was drunk because I didn't know the juice had alcohol, in fact Kyle was one of the few ones who were sober. I asked him if I could give him one, but he declined and took me home." My parents studied Y/n and looked at me. "Is this true or is she just trying to save your ass?" Gerald asked. "It's true, we have other witnesses." I spoke. "Hmm what about the uhh- lapdance?" Sheila asked, unsure of how to handle something like this. "Well uhh haha, funny story...We were playing truth or dare, you know how highschool party games can get out of hand..but I promise nothing happened." Y/n spewed out words trying to cover both our asses. Gerald pinched his nose bridge and sighed, "Fine. I honestly do not want to deal with this any further as it seems it has pretty much resolved itself." Gerald then stood up and walked over to the kitchen with his plate, leaving the table in utter silence. I couldn't take it anymore, I shoved my seat back and ran up to my room slamming the door.

Why is Eric such a fucking asshole?

I laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling, when I heard a faint knock on my door. "Come in!" I called, Y/n walked in and sat on my bed. She sighed and looked at me, her eyes watering. "I am so sorry Kyle, this is all my fault. I mean I was drunk when I asked you to let me blow you, and I was drunk once again when I gave you that lapdance...maybe we shouldn't hang out. I mean I love hanging out with you, but I am obviously the problem here." She nuzzled her head into her hands and sobbed, I gave her a questioning look. "Y/n...it really isn't anyone's fault we all make mistakes, and honestly we just need to put it behind us." I grabbed her chin and made her look at me, tears still flowing down her face. I pulled her in and wrapped my arms around her trying to comfort her. Me and Y/n snuggled for a while, I was laying on my back and her head rested on my chest. I noticed she had fallen asleep on me. I studied her face, noticing her cute nose, her soft lips, and her luscious eyelashes. I gently stroked my hand through her beautiful, soft hair before dozing off.

***

Y/n's alarm went off and I got up looking for her phone. I found it, and stopped the timer.

It was unlocked...I shouldn't do this..

My impulsive decision making got the better of me and I swiped up to enter the home screen. She had 2 new messages, I opened them up, two of them were from Stan.

Stan: Y/n you gotta call me back when you can! - 1:06 am

Stan: I can't wait to call any longer, here's the gist. Cartman is spreading rumors about how I cheated on Wendy with you. I am honestly worried, we need to talk. - 5:45 am

...what the fuck?

I decided to text him back

Y/n: What? Why would he do that? I swear is such an asshole for pulling this shit all the time. - 5:50 am

I waited watching the bubble pop up showing he was typing.

Stan: Yeah, I know! I mean we do have proof right? You and Kyle were over at Kenny's the other day. I mean I don't know if this will even be believable because I was with Wendy all day yesterday. - 5:53 am

I thought for a second before replying.

Y/n: You are right, there isn't anything to worry about! I'll see you at the bus stop alright? - 5:56 am

"What are you doing?!" I heard Y/n shout, I turned around with her phone in my hand. She walked up to me and snatched it out of my palm, and slapped me in the face. "You little perv! What if I had nudes in there or something?" She questioned me, waving her arms around. "...You have nudes on your phone Y/n? Who are they for?" I crossed my arms over my chest and looked down into her eyes, she blushed. "No! I- I mean uhh. That isn't the point, the point is that you were snooping!" "Come on...what could be the worst thing I would have found on your dumb phone." I rolled my eyes. "Kyle, stop! Yes I have a couple nudes ok? Damn! If you wanted some you could have just asked instead of stealing my phone." She protested with a smirk on her face. My face turned red and I timidly gave Y/n her phone back, all flustered by what she said. My mind started wandering, I thought about how her nudes looked, and I don't really know why I felt so nervous and flustered around her. I think the thought of me accidentally finding a picture of her naked on her phone had me blushing.

Don't get a boner you son of a bitch!

I scolded myself in my mind. Y/n had complete control over me at this point, and I wasn't mad about it.

(A/N)

I am so sorry this chapter is actually so cringe you guys...