"Friends" Forever |Kyle Broflovski x Reader|

Chapter 4

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Kyle was my first.

My first lov... meaningful kiss.

My first for oral.

My first for sex.

My first boyfriend.

Am I worried because I met him yesterday? Yes. Am I scared to fall in love? 101%.

In love? Jeez, Y/n, you met him yesterday!

Yet you also slept with him that same day... and snuggled...

Oh, yea, I forgot to mention that Kyle spent the night. Which was amazing, because my mom wasn't home. So I wasn't alone. And that meant we got to snuggle as much as we want. And make-out as much as we want. Without a worry of getting caught, so that's amazing.

I was to distracted with my thoughts to realize Kyle woke up, slightly shifting and letting out a groan.

I open my eyes and see him staring at me.

"Hi.", I smiled. "Hey, beautiful.", Kyle kissed my forehead and pulled me closer to him, wrapping my leg around him.

"Dude, we have school in, like, 20 minutes.", I sigh as Kyle brings me closer, his arms laying across me. "Come on, 5 more minutes.", Kyle says, moving his head to rest on my neck. "Come on, pretty boy. We've got to get ready.", I say, trying to escape from his grasp, "I don't want to be late.". "Cant we skip homeroom?", Kyle asked. "What's our excuse?", I roll my eyes with a smile on his face. "You threw up. We ordered pizza and it got you got sick.", Kyle explains. "You had that one locked and loaded.", I laugh, "But you are aware my maternal sides Italian, right? I'm immune to getting sick from Pizza.".

"Wait, what was your excuse for your mom to stay over?", I ask. "You were the new girl and felt overwhelmed, so I'm the good boy and made you feel comfortable.", Kyle said. "We could say I felt nervous about school. That's not a lie, either.", I explain. "Why are you nervous? You have me, sweetheart.", Kyle winks as he gets up.

He had no shirt, it might be because I may or may not be wearing it...

"You love to stare, don't you?", Kyle smirked. "Like you don't stare at me, pussy. Admit it.", I roll my eyes. "Pussy, huh? I'm a pussy?", Kyle walks over to me and I bite my lip, "Not really, but I like to tease.". "Oh, do you?", Kyle asks tackling me to the bed sheets.

"Hey, that's not fair!", I laugh as he kissed my neck, "You're like 6 foot!". "6'2, sweetheart.", Kyle explains as he kisses me all over my face. "Stop! You have morning breath!", I exclaim. "You love it.", Kyle teases. "You're right.", I sigh. "Like always.", Kyle winks. "Never say that to your girlfriend.", I get up, "Happy wife, happy life.". "What, you're my wife?", Kyle asks as he grabs something from his backpack.

I wish... GIRL, YOU JUST MET HIM

"Don't you need your shirt?", I ask, avoiding the question. Kyle pulls out a shirt, "I always carry a change of clothes.". "Looks like I can steal the rest of that outfit.", I say as I wrap my arms around Kyles waist. "Hey, mits off.", Kyle tries to shake me loose but I'm latched on, "No. you're to scrumptious.". This caused Kyle to laugh, "Oh, G-d.".

I let go after a bit and head to my dresser, "You want to help me pick an outfit?". "Sure.", Kyle leans down and places a kiss on my neck. I turn around and kiss him on the lips, "You're to sweet.". Kyle then kisses me again, "You're to cute.". We then go back and forth kissing each other before i laugh, "This is the time where I'd be leaving for the bus stop. We should get ready.". "Oh, the guys aren't gonna let me live this down.", Kyle said. "What? You embarrassed to be with me?", I joke. "Not that at all. Cartmans just gonna rip on you and me for dating. And fucking.", Kyle sighs. "I'd say it was a mix of making love and fucking.", I explain and take off Kyles shirt, "Mostly fucking... but I enjoyed it.".