"Friends" Forever |Kyle Broflovski x Reader|

Chapter 6

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As I made my way to the bathroom, I was completely unaware of my surroundings. Which is normal, I'm mostly on what I call autopilot.

As I was about to push in the stall I felt a hand grab my waist and turn me around.

I look up and see that is was Kyle.

"What's wrong, Y/n?", my boyfriend asked. "Nothing.", I sigh, "I just don't want to be around him. And shouldn't I be asking YOU what's wrong? You beat up your friend!". Kyle shrugged, "We fuck each other up all the time. It's normal. Everyone's used to it.". "I'm certainly not.", I sigh.

Kyle reached his hand up and brushed my cheek, "You have nothing to worry about, sweetheart.".

I feel myself basically melt at his touch.

"Oh, fuck off.", I roll my eyes.

"Never.", he smiled.

We look into each others eyes before looking around, making sure no one was looking.

I pull him into the girls bathroom, pressing him against the wall.

I pull him in for a kiss, an especially lustful one.

He grabbed my waist as I gripped his shoulders, both pulling the other as close as possible.

Our lips were in sync as we moved to the stall, Kyle locking the door behind him.

"I never thought I'd be making out with someone in a bathroom stall.", I whisper as I pull away, going back soon after. Then Kyle pulled away, "I've done it before.". "Jeez, when was your slut era?", I ask. "When I got the bj. I was pulling everyone. Still kinda do.", Kyle laughed. "Damn right. I think it's the eyes.", I say. "Oh, really?", my boyfriend asked. "And the hair. And the nose. And the lips. And everything else.", I kiss Kyle again. "Don't forget, you pulled me too. And I think it's all of you, too.", Kyle whispers.

We were about to go back to kissing but then the bell rang, causing up to pull apart.

"Shit.", "Fuck.".

"We gotta get our stuff.", I sigh, "Mine's at the lunch table.". "So is mine. What's our excuse for me to be in here?", Kyle asked. "You walked in by accident and I was doing my makeup. We stayed in here and talked.", I say, reaching over to unlock the stall door. "Alright.", Kyle said and I slipped through the gap between my boyfriend and the stall, "But I thought you didn't wear makeup?". "They don't know that.", I say, "Alright, fake convo, what is it?". "How Cartmans a douce.", Kyle said. "Holy shit, that's perfect.", I laugh.

I inhale and put on a fake smile, making sure a giggle is locked and loaded.

I open the door and laugh, walking slightly behind Kyle after he walks through, "You're right, he's such a little bastard.". "I know. I still can't believe how easy it is to kick his ass.", Kyle smiled.

After a small time, Stan and Kenny saw us and walked over.

"What the fuck were you doing in the girls bathroom, Kyle?", Stan asked. "Did you find anything?", Kenny asked.

I moved to the side, their eyes then shifted to me.

Both Stan and Kenny looked between Kyle and I.

"Did you two...", Stan's finger lingered in the air.

"No.", I scoff, "No way. He accidentally walked in and then talked about how Cartman's a fuck-head. And I was fixing my lipgloss.". "I thought you admitted to being the 'slut girlfriend'?", Kenny made quotation marks with his hands. "Pfft, no. I'm not Kyle's girlfriend. I think he's just saying that to piss me off.", I roll my eyes. "What are you, friends with benefits?", Stan asked, attempting to play along. But in reality, he was making it worse.