⚠️I do NOT get off on this. It's 4am, I'm bored and feeling silly. This takes place in post-covid but pretend no one is married/dating.⚠️
!Top Stan
!Bottom Kyle
[Kyle's POV]
I grab my bags, and head into my car. Right now I'm on my way to Stan's house to hang out like we used to, we wanna bring back to old times. I pull out my phone, texting him.
"im about 10 minutes away"
"👍"
I put my phone down and begin to drive. I put on my playlist, turning up the volume once I hear my favorite song ever. Loving Machine by TV Girl. It's a little embarrassing but.. nobody has to know I love this song.
"Here she comes walking down the street! Maddie Klein, and her fabulous loving machine! In the place where I used to be, he almost looks like a human being..~"
I laugh at myself, turning my volume to the max. I kinda felt like a teenager again.
"And here she comes walking down the street! Maddie Klein sure loves her little loving machine! Sometimes he holds her hand too tight. Ooh, but that's alright..~"
[STAN'S HOUSE]
I pull up to Stan's house, turning down my music all the way. I grab my bags out of the trunk, walking to the door, ringing the doorbell. "Stan! Your super best friend is here! Come to the door!"
After a few minutes, Stan comes to the door holding a glass of alcohol. "Hey, man!" He says, stepping aside. I walk in, and I drop all of my bags.
"Hey, what took you so long to come to the door?" I ask, raising a brow.
"I was shitting. Can't you let a grown man shit in peace?" He shuts the door behind me.
"Sick dude!" I laugh out, playfully pushing him. He laughs, pushing me back.
"Want something to drink?" Stan asks, walking to the kitchen.
"No thanks, thanks for the offer. But you know what?"
"What?"
"Last one upstairs is gay." I yell, bolting up the steps.
"Ah- no fair, dude!" Stan runs behind me, complaining.
We make it to the top of the steps, and to his bedroom. I was the winner.
"Hah, you're gay." I say, flopping onto his bed out of breath.
"Yea, right. You got a head start." Stan breaths out, also out of breath and flopping next to me.
"Wanna play some music?" Stan sits up. I sit up as well, knowing exactly what I'm gonna say.
"Do you still like TV Girl? Remember in high school, we'd play their songs all day! Laughing, and dancing. Those were good times."
"No way, you still listen to TV Girl? I do too dude, which song?"
I was gonna say Loving Machine, but I remembered Stan really loves Lovers Rock.
