Tweek Tweak, a 17-year-old boy who just moved into South Park due to their parents expanding their business, has to go through another shitty school year. Not to mention he's obsessed with coffee, has attention deficit disorder (ADD) and is constant...
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Tweek POV
When they left, i checked my phone, and there were like, 72 texts and 3 calls from craig
lol such a simp.
Asshole - tweek respond :C
simp
i was hanging out with bebe, buttrs, and kyle
butters*
Asshole - why didnt you tell me?
because you told me to fuck off.
did you not?
Asshole - i was jiking
Asshole - joking
mhm
whatever.
Asshole - Bro I really want ice cream right now.
Im going to read a book, so you do you.
I exited the messages app and scrolled on Tiktok for good manwha. I eventually found one that I like and started to read it, occasionally running laps around my house when a dramatic part comes.
I then get a text from kyle.
Curse you kyle! It was getting spicy :(
Twink - Are you up??
The fuck do you want
Twink - Stan just kissed me
holy shit. Spill
Twink - idk he was drunk then he kissed me
drunk words are sober thoughts.
Twink - he didn't say anything, fuck up.
chill out your the one who ruined my peaceful time reading manwha
Twink-?
Go away ther about to fuck
Twink - use autocorrect
Twink - jesus
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Kyle Pov
Drunk words are just sober thoughts.
I wouldn't know because I've never been anything but sober.
I turn over to stan, who is passed out on the floor, but he still looks cute. If you ignore the drool
I feel my cheeks heat up as I remember the kiss
(Intense flashback)
-"Jesus stan! You have to stop drinking so often."
I sighed as the raven haired boy watched me in a daze, not fully comprehending what I had said.
The boy had just threw up four times in the sink, and just finished brushing his teeth. He was staring at me, and it started to piss me off.
-"what, do I have food on my face or something?" I said while crossing my arms
-"..hic..can I do..hic..something?"
-"just don't throw up any more, shitface."
-"mmhmm" he said lazily.
He walked forward, and after the first three steps I backed up until I hit the wall.
-"what are you doing stan..?"
He didn't respond, and continued walking forward, to the point I could feel his minty breath on my face. My hands were on his chest and I attempted to push away to no prevail. Stan did a lot of sports and was well built, so the chances of me being able to push him away were low.
I turned my head as I felt my face heating up.
Why does he have to be so fucking cute?
He leaned in and pecked me on the lips, before going in for another kiss, this time deeper. I knew he was good, his girlfriend was one of the most popular girls so he basicaly had to be good, but damn.
Its almost as if our lips we're made for each other.
He pinched my ass, and I let out a small moan. While my mouth was open, he pushed his tongue in and explored my insides, before pulling away.
We were both heavily breathing, and my one thought was
'I just made out with my best friend, who I have a crush on, while he was drunk. And he has a girlfriend.
He walked out the room, I assume to get more alcohol. I would stop him, but my legs wouldn't even move. I slowly walked over to the mirror and touched my puffy, swollen lip.
God I hope he doesn't remember this.
581 words.
Writers block era <3
Also, I felt the need to make a chapter for kyle and Stan
