Stan x Kyle

Six

Kyle's POV

Monday morning started normally, nobody talking about anything at first. But in the middle of class, we were supposed to get into groups of five.

"So, who should be our fifth member?" Cartman asks.

"Ooh! I know!" Kenny says. "Look! We should ask Marjorine if she wants to join." Kenny tells us. I raise my eyebrow.

"Okay, sure." Stan smiles.

"Hey Marjorine!" Cartman waves at Marjorine. "Come work with us!"

"Oh, okay. Sure, I'll work with you guys!" Marjorine walks over. "Hey, Kenny~" Marjorine winks at Kenny.

"Hey, Marj!" Kenny smiles.

Instead of actually working we all accidentally get off track and start talking about random things.

"Hey Cartman, if you ever wanted to get something from a liquor store, whose ID would you steal?" Kenny asks.

"Probably my cousin's. We look really similar."

"What about you, Kyle?"

"Oh, for me? No way. I'm never picking up an alcoholic beverage ever again!" I smile and roll my eyes.

"Hey! Is that an insult? I'm offended!" Stan quickly covers his mouth and gasps, realizing he shouldn't have said that.

"Oh, don't act like you want people to think you're straight!" Cartman says.

"Dude!" I look at Cartman as my face heats up. "Marj doesn't know! We weren't gonna tell anyone else, Cartman! Nor talk about it, Stan."

"Sorry, dude." Stan says.

"What happened?" Marjorine asks.

I sigh and rest my head on the desk on top of my folded hands.

Cartman whispers the story to Marjorine.

"Cartman, just shut up. Just shut the fuck up. If you had just not said anything to anyone from the start, then Kenny wouldn't have known, me and Stan wouldn't have to tell anyone or talk about it, and Marjorine wouldn't have to know! Just shut the hell up for once, you asshole." Stan rests his head on his arm.

After Cartman finished telling Marjorine the story, she gasps and turns to Kenny. "Are they...?" She puts two fingers out and puts them together.

Kenny whispers something to her. "Can we stop talking about it now?" I ask, keeping my head down, trying to hide my blush from Stan.

Kenny gives me a knowing look. "Okay, fine." He sighs.

"Aww! Come on Kinny!" Cartman crosses his arms.

Stan's POV

I sigh. "Yes, please." My cheeks glow pink. "We have to get to work."

"What even is the assignment?" Kyle asks.

"I don't even know, dude!" I reply.

After school, I sit on the bus and stare out the window. Kyle said that he had promised Bebe he would sit next to her this afternoon, so I sat alone.

At the first stop, I heard I bag move next to me and turned to see none other than Kenny. "Hey dude!"

"Oh, hey Kenny."

"Come on, don't tell me you're still upset about me telling Marj, are you??"

"Ugh, no. I'm just still so... confused. Like, I know it's already been the weekend, but I can't stop thinking about Kyle, and what happened."

Kenny laughs. "Gee, wonder the fuck why." He says sarcastically.

"Okay, if you're just here to convince me I like Kyle, it's not going to work. He probably likes someone else and the kiss was a mistake." I cross my arms and avoid eye contact.

"Whoa, calm down! We said we wouldn't talk about it, so we're not going to talk about it." Kenny puts his hand on my shoulder. He starts whispering, "But if you did, you know that I wouldn't care, right?"

I scoff and glare at Kenny.

"Okay! I'm sorry, dude!" Kenny puts his hands up.

Kyle's POV

This morning I sit on the bus next to Stan, like always. He looks really happy, and I don't understand why.

"You happy about something?" I ask, turning to him.

"Kyle, I have to tell you something. Something that I'm thrilled to tell everyone." He turns closer to me.

"I, Stan Marsh, am bisexual!" He lifts his fists in the air.

"Oh, well, good for you, Stan!" I smile, my cheeks heat up slightly, knowing I probably helped him realize that.

As soon as we get off the bus, I run through the crowd, searching for Wendy. I recognize her dark hair and beret and tap her shoulder.

"Oh hey, Kyle!" She turns around.

"He's bi! He's bi! He told me he's bi!" I smile widely.

"Wait, really?! That's great!" Her eyes widen.

"I know! Now I finally have a shot with him!!" My eyes twinkle as we walk up to our lockers, which are right next to each other.

I see Stan glaring at us as he walks up to us. Me and Wendy make eye contact.

"Hey guys. What were you talking about?" He says, almost sounding angry.

"Oh, uh, hey, Stan." I blush awkwardly.

"We were just, um. Talking about... cute guys?" Wendy says. Starting to sweat.

"Oh. Well, okay." Stan takes my hat off and roughs up my hair. I smile anxiously and laugh. "And I'll see you at lunch!" He points and clicks his tongue, walking away.

My face goes entirely red and I stare at Wendy, wide-eyed. "Cute guys?? How is he not onto us?"

"He was too focused on you, dipshit. He's definitely jealous that you're talking with his ex girlfriend instead of him. Because he likes you." She smiles and rolls her eyes, crossing her arms. "Honestly, I don't like any guys in this school." She smiles sweetly and blushes.

"The hell is that supposed to mean?!" I put my hat back on and walk to first period.

I sigh and sit down in my seat. "Hey dude." Kenny waves at me.

"Oh. Hey Ken!" I smile happily.

"What's with the huge grin, loverboy?" Kenny asks, smirking suggestively.

"He's bi, dude! I have a chance!" I light up, excited to know that I have a chance to get with my one crush I've had, for forever. "But, seriously, you have to cut it out with that nickname, it's weird and people are gonna start asking questions."