sky full of stars // kyle broflovski 1

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"thank you, mrs. broflovski." you smiled at the redhead as you dished up food on your plate.
"any time y/n, and please, call me sheila."
you sat by ike, and kyle was situated next to you at the end of the table. across from ike was sheila, next to gerald, who was at the other end of the table.

you looked to kyle, who was shoveling asparagus into his mouth. you chuckled at how animated his expressions were.

dinner was quick enough, the broflovskis liked to talk about their day while they ate. sheila especially loved to ask her sons questions about school or their hobbies. it made you smile how close she was with them. kyle was definitely a mamas boy, and it was reflected in kyles sweet personality.

when you were done, kyle drove you back to your place. he walked you up to the door and gave you a kiss goodnight before driving his way home.

you laid in your bed, holding onto your phone waiting for a notification from kyle that he got home safe. you started to feel your eyes close when a soft knock came from your window.

you sat up quickly, your phone going off.

kyle ❤️: got home ;) have a good night

your eyebrow raised at the text. then another tap on your window. you got up and looked out the window, a small pebble hit next to your head, causing you to slightly jolt back. you squinted your eyes to see craig at the bottom, holding a handful of rocks.

you pushed the window up, your lips pursed.
"craig! what the fuck?" you whisper yelled.
"there you are." he dropped the rocks.
"what are you doing?"
"i'm bored." he shrugged.
"what does that have to do with me?"
"come hang out with me." he put on a fake pouty face that lasted a second.
"i-" you looked around him to make sure nobody was around. "okay, hold on." you closed the window and quickly made your way downstairs in your slippers.

you quietly opened the door and huffed at the cold air.
"i hate you, tucker." you shook your head. craig smiled and started to walk.
"i got a new telescope. i thought you'd appreciate it."
"woah really?" you looked around. "is it at your house?"
"no, i set it up at starks earlier." he looked back at you falling behind. "jesus you're slow."
"you just have longer legs than me." you argue.
"hey, kyle's a tall guy. how does he put up with it?"
"shutup." you smile.

you both got to starks pond, where craig had his telescope set up. craig looked into it and a genuine smile lit up his features. you took a seat at the bench and watched him twist his body to look through the scope.
"you dragged me out of bed just to watch you?"
"i didn't wanna be alone."
"where's tweek?"
"he's asleep."
"well i could've been asleep. you didn't seem to mind waking me up."
"he needs it though. tweek never sleeps." craig snickers a little. "he's such a spaz."

you smile and look up into the sky. the stars filled your eyes.
"you know.." craig continued looking through the scope. "stars get their color based on their surface temperature."
"wow." you nod while still looking up. there was a comfortable silence between the two of you.
"sometimes i see tweek in the stars." he mumbles.

you squint your eyes to try and find it. but you couldn't.
"i don't see him."
"i don't mean like a constellation." he took his face away from the scope and looked up at the stars. his tan skin had a purple glow from the moon. "the feeling i get when i see the stars, the beauty i see in them, it's all the same things i see in tweek."
you felt the tough shell you kept with craig soften.
"craig-"
"sorry that was really gay." craig laughed.
"it was sweet. tweek is lucky." you smiled.
"yeah, he is." craig looked back into the scope and started to adjust it to look at more of the sky.