sky full of stars // kyle broflovski 1

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a/n: some more naughty stuff 🫶

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friday the next day you sat down with you friends at lunch. stan was taking the rest of the week off of school, leaving wendy without him. she spent the whole lunch period on her phone, presumably texting stan. you had texted him too here and there, to make sure he was okay.

he told you he had made an appointment to see a psychiatrist, which was a big step for him. everything with kyle was going great. you talked non stop. you were always by each other if you were able to be, and if you weren't able to, you were texting. some might've called you guys obsessed, considering you'd only been official for 48 hours.

"hey guys." you smiled at your friends. nichole leaned into you, a big smile on her face. the rest of the girls gave the same smile, other than wendy who was still on her phone.
"you and kyle seem pretty close-" nichole chuckled. you turned around at the redhead as he sat down with kenny cartman and craig. the girls all giggled.
"i guess you could say that.." you smiled and looked down at your food.

"cmon. we know you guys are together." heidi turner, a sweet girl you didn't know super well, nudged you. you smiled at the girl and nodded.
"you'd be right."
the girls started to chatter, most of their conversations shifted to other things.

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you sat in your art class doodling. you drew a small picture of kyle in the corner of your color theory worksheet. you smiled as you shaded it in. when the bell rang you looked at your phone only to see a text from kyle.

ky <3: meet me under the bleachers? :)

you blushed and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear before responding with a yes. you slung your bag over your shoulder and hurried outside to the bleachers.

kyle sat underneath, holding a textbook. the football team was lining up for practice on the field.
"kyle-" you whispered.
"y/n!" he waved you over, and you ran up beside him. he pulled you close, hugging you tight. "i missed you."
"i saw you at lunch." you laughed.
"i know but that was sooo long ago." he held you tighter.

you rubbed your arms over his muscular back, inhaling his fresh scent.
"it's okay, ya big baby. i'm right here."
"you still coming to mine to study?"
"of course." you pulled away.
"good. i brought you the textbook." he handed you the book he was holding.
"thanks." you smiled and kissed his cheek, which turned warm.
"well, we should go before we get caught."
"doing what?" you laughed.
"touché."

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when you walked through the front door of kyles house, the smell of fresh banana bread hit your nose.
"home, ma." kyle yelled. "y/n's here."
sheila peeked her head around the doorway, wearing an apron with a picture of the star of david in the middle.
"hello y/n!" she cheered before going back to her baking. sheila was a stay at home mom, so when her kids were in school she spent a lot of time baking and doing research on current events.

kyle grabbed your hand and led you to his room, passing ike's on the way. the small canadian gave you a wave. kyle closed his door and jumped onto his bed.
"okay. so you wanna start with calc?"
"woah, are we actually studying?" you sat on the bed next to him.
"well.. yeah.." he smiled. "why? what else would we do?" he looked at you confused. you just shook your head.
"you're so cute." you pulled out your textbook.

you both wrote down problems from the book, kyle had to help you with most of the problems. you sat in his chair, your papers strung out along his desk. he settled for kneeling beside you, since he was tall enough to reach you.