south park style - oneshots [stan x kyle]

[1] twenty questions, but not really

this chapter is actually so ass i hate it sm PLEASE BEAR WITH ME THE OTHER CHAPTERS ARE SM BETTER 😔

2:14 AM - Monday

** Ping! **

SBF: hey, dude, are you up?

I groan, and tumble over to the left side of my bed. My body turns, facing my old battering fan, blowing cold air into my face.

I rub my eyes tiredly, but semi-aggressively, causing one of my eyelashes to easily rip off, in which I flick into some abyss of my room.

** Ping! **

SBF: dude, stan. i fr cant sleep ☹️

What?

I locate the noise of the notification, searching for my phone in the depths of my blanket, finding it resting beneath my legs.
I click the power button on the side of my phone, unexpectedly getting a blast of bright light into my eyes, turning the brightness down as I repetitively blink and blink to adjust.

2:15 AM.

I look below the time, reading my notification list. The top one, being from just now.

super best friend 🫶 : dude, stan. i fr cant sleep ☹️

** Ping! **
Another.
SBF: are u up

** Ping! **
SBF: ??

Dude, chill.
I unlock my phone, resting my dry, flaky finger on the power button. It automatically opens the messages with Kyle, as I was texting him before bed.

God, of course I was.

I squint, looking at my keyboard to respond.

Stan: yeah dude, i'm here but wtf it's like 2:30 💀
SBF: ikik 😭 im just rlly bored
Stan: ok well, im tired and we have school tmr. we can hang out tmr, go to bed 🙏
SBF: nooo ☹️
SBF: can i come over??
Stan: dude, again 😭? my dad will kill my ass.. not much my dad but shelly bro
SBF: i know, but pls? my mom got mad again at me and ike, she's actually going to beat my ass tmr. ike is sleeping in my room and bro is shivering his ass off. he's actually so scared
Stan: are you guys okay? lemme guess u want ike to stay the night too 😭
SBF: ..maayybe yeah
SBF: PLEEAAASE
Stan: okay fine just please be really quiet i wanna sleep and i don't feel like getting whooped tomorrow
SBF: YAYA THANK YOU

I smiled. I always act really annoyed when he asks to come over, especially late at night. I know I'm really tired, but when he texts me as someone he can rely on; it makes me feel really special. It sounds really gay, but I really love kyle. I was so ecstatic for him to come over, even though I was still quite drowsy.

Not like in a gay way though.

___

I sat on my my bed, trying my hardest not to doze off, waiting for kyle. I knew he wouldn't be long.

As my head started to tilt, I jolted back awake due to a knock on my window. I knew he was coming, but that scared the living shit out of me. I saw a faint bit of green from Kyle's hat, looking swallowed from the darkness of the outside. I knew he was pry really cold, and went out of his way to climb up to my window, so I quickly sprinted to open the window to let him in.

I lifted up my window, as it let out a screeching noise whilst a very cold breeze blew into my room.
Kyle came in quickly, followed by a small grunt.
He had the cutest smile sketched onto his face, while he was holding Ike in his arms who looked exhausted and sad, and just desperate to sleep; or just cry.

"Hey dude!" I sort of whispered, trying not to smile too much. Just looking at Ike made me feel upset. What did his mom say to him?
"Hi Stan!" He let out, closing his eyes happily and giving me a half-hug, still holding Ike.
"Thank you for letting us come here.. I really didn't want to see my mom, even if she's sleeping. I don't think Ike does either."
Ike stuffed his face into Kyle's coat, letting out a small, upsetting noise, reaching his arms around Kyle's neck for comfort as Kyle held him, holding him close.