photobomb // stan x reader

chapter 2: long hugs

At the lunch table, Kyle glanced at Stan to see his gaze directed onto YN, creepily. He poked Stan's shoulder in order to get her his attention.

"Hmm?" Stan hummed clearly not paying attention, holding his head up with his hand. Instead, his eyes were glued to YN. He leaned closer to him to whisper. "Dude, you're staring." Stan instantly shifted his gaze elsewhere, making Kyle chuckle.

Stan's cheeks were coated red, as he scratched his neck nervously.

YN was having an innocent chat with Craig. She didn't really notice that Craig was being very protective over her. Craig glanced around the table for what felt like the hundredth time, his eyes landing on Stan, as he quickly looked away.

"I think we should leave." Craig whispered to YN, as he fixed his chullo hat that seemed to be slipping off his raven coloured hair. She rolled her eyes at him.

***

"UGH, I hate her, I hate her, I HATE her!" Wendy whined obnoxiously, as she flipped her long dark hair in YN's direction, even though she wasn't looking.

"Don't worry, girl, there's gotta be something we can do," Bebe reassured her. "Yeah, but look!" She pointed Stan. "He's gone totally gaga for her." Wendy grumbled out, annoyed.

"She's gonna steal my man!" She screeched, holding her hair in fists. "We cannot let that happen, now, can we?" Bebe says, mischievously, a smirk making its way to her lips. "I like where this is going."

***

"Dude, I cant wait to try our for the cheer squad." YN spoke to Craig, although the whole table overheard due to eavesdropping.

"You're trying out for the cheer squad?" Stan asked blankly, as YN nodded with a small smile. "Aren't you guys on the football team? I can cheer you on!" She said with a close eyed smile. Kyle nodded, "that'd be cool." He chirped.

YN smiled at them, glad that they were being so nice. Her hpeyes slowly shifted towards Stan, and his Caribbean blue eyes that she always seemed to be lost in. His black hair that framed his perfectly sculpted face...

"I know you like him."

She jumped at his sudden words, her eyes shifting to meet Craig's, as he gave her his usual blank stare.

"N-no I don't!" She snapped, keeping her voice low so the others do t overhear. He looked at you with an 'are-you-kidding-me' face, and she knew she couldn't escape this one.

"So what if I do...? He's dating the crazy bitch over there," she mumbled sadly, nodding towards Wendy who was currently sending her death glares.

He sighs, "Whatever you say..." he grumbles.

"Hey, what are you two talking about?" Kenny butts in their conversation, uninvited. "Uh, I'm excited to try out for the cheerleading squad?...!" YN stammered, letting out a nervous chuckle. "Mmh, mm mh mhmh hmm mm mh mmmh (Yeah, the whole table knows since you won't shut up about it)." He snapped.

"Hey, watch it." Craig stood up, placing a protective arm in front of YN, sending Kenny a harsh glare.

Kenny lifted his arms up in surrender, letting out a huff of air as Craig sat back down next to YN.

***

Kyle, Stan, Kenny and Cartman were walking home together.