My King - Style Stick of truth

Day 4 / Start of week 3

TW - SELF HARM - SMALL MENTIONS OF ED - HINTS OF PTSD - and tiny smut/make out ;)))
I know this is meant to be day four. And it is! But, I need to time skip, so at one point the time will change :)
( Kyles pov )

As our lips disconnected, Stan looked up at me. He looked guilty.
" Stan..? Are you ok...?"
" I'm so- sorry my- king! I d-idn't mean to-"
I kissed his again quickly. I assumed he was saying sorry for kissing back, but I kissed him.
" I-"
" Stan. I love you... I know it's only been 3 days but... I love you."
Stan just stuffed his head in my chest and I hugged him tightly.
" I think... I love you too..."
Stan looked up at me and kissed my jaw line.
I grabbed his face and kissed him deeply.

I licked his bottom lip, asking for entry, and he opened his mouth for me.
I slid my tongue in and we fought for dominance.
" mmm~~" Stan moaned into the kiss.
You would think a kings guard would be dominant, but Stan is extremely submissive.
" Mhm~" I bite Stan's tongue slightly and he put his hand on my shoulder. I pulled him closer and pulled away from his lips.
" I- I'm so sorry my king. I shouldn't have-" Stan looked down from me, I grabbed his chin and he looked into my eyes. His deep blue ones seemed as if they would drown me.
" I love you, Stanley. And I did this... so don't say sorry..." I laid down and pulled Stan closer to me.
He stuck his head on the pillow next to me and I spooned him. I'm big spoon cause I'm better >:3

I woke up to the bright lights of the sun and Stan still asleep in my arms.
I know what your thinking. ( this is some 4th wall bullshit right here :0 )
Kyle, don't you think this is all moving so fast? It's been four days!!
Which, yes it has been. But love at first sight exists right?
( 2 weeks later)

Stan began to stir and sat up out of my arms.
" Morning Stan" I yawn and sit up with him.
" Morning my king..." he was looking at his dads hat that sat by his own.
" You ok..?" I flopped next to him on the bed, holding his hand.
" Yeah... I'm perfectly fine.." he grabbed his armor and looked back at me. " Could you please turn around..?"
I nodded and began turning around.
" You know you have the week off right?"
" Yep. I don't need it."
I turned around again and Stan was dressed.
" Hot..." I mumbled.
" hm?" Stan hummed back at me.
" Nothing!" I changed into my " crusty blanket" as Stan called it, and we headed down stairs. Apparently my father had news for me. Wonder what it is now.

" Good morning boys."
" Morning dad." I replied as I took a set across from him.
" As you will be turning 18 soon, you need to find a bride. Tomorrow, I will have the finest princesses come down to our kingdom, you must choose one and marry her. Understood?"
" WHAT? No!" My father knew I was gay, but he just couldn't seem to except it. " I'm gay."
" Ok son, enough of the nonsense. Go to your room."
I slammed my chair into the table and proceeded to head back to my room. Stan followed close behind.

" My king. May I please come in..?" Stan was on the opposite side of the door.
I unlocked the door I previously slammed shut, letting Stan in.
" It's going to be ok..." He pulled me into a hug, but since I was taller, so I ended him resting my head on his.
" It's not Stan... why can't I be happy?!" I pulled away from Stan and he sat on my bed as I paced back and forth in my room.
" I don't get why he can't let me live happily-"
" Sir.."
" Why do I have to marry some annoying skank who I don't love..?"
" Sir..?"
" I don't get why-"
" Kyle!"

I stop to see Stan with his hand on my shoulder, looking up at me.
" I get your mad my king, but if you tell the princess your gay, I don't think she will mind..."
" Can you ask who the princess are..?" I felt tears prick my eyes, Stan nodded and walked off.
Did he use my name?!
I was about to ask but realized he was gone, I know he said my name. I know for a fact.
I smiled as tears ran down my face.
Stan came back in and immediately wiped the tears off my face.
" What's wrong..? Sorry I used your name by the way."
" I am just upset about the marriage thing, and I give you permission to use my name, as long as we're alone."
I guard is to never use there kings name. I knew that and so did Stan.
" The princesses are Hidi, Rebecca, and Rachel."