Stan x Kyle

Twelve

Kyle's POV:

I'm really concerned for Stan right now. I caught him making himself throw up in the bathroom, so I made him a sandwich.

He's in the kitchen now, I told him he should eat at least half of it. I need to keep a close eye on him. I really hope I don't have to catch him throwing up again.

I don't want to have to baby him, but I'm just really worried for him. I don't want him to pass out from not eating, or worse. I walk out of my room and back down to the kitchen.

I see Stan eating the second half of his sandwich. I smile at him, he smiles back. I rest my arms and elbows on the table and watch him eat.

"Hey." I say, then I nod at him. "Good boy." I smile again.

He nods. "Yeah, um, thanks.." Stan chuckles awkwardly.

He finishes his sandwich a minute or two later. "Oh, good." I put my hand on his shoulder, I see his cheeks get a bit red, but I don't say anything.

"You wanna go to the park? The other guys wanna meet us there." I offered. "But if you just wanna talk or anything..."

"No, I'm okay.." He stands up and smiles. "Let's go meet them."

I nod. "Okay, you bring your jacket?" I ask.

"Yeah, it's in your room."

"Okay, let's go get it!" I smile and take his hand, we walk upstairs together.

How am I keeping myself from freaking out at the fact our hands keep touching? I thought. But, I kept composure and tried as hard as I could to not blush, at all.

We finally made it up to my room, after what felt like an eternity. Then, Stan grabbed his jacket and we got our phones before leaving.

We walk to the park mostly in silence, until I noticed a familiar face from across the street.

"Oh, hey guys!" Kenny yells, so we could hear, then he waves at us.

Kenny's POV:

I was walking to the park where Cartman wanted us to meet, when I looked across the street.

Huh. I thought. Did Stan and Kyle come here together?

I watched them for a minute, just to see if they would kiss or anything, which wouldn't surprise me, these past few weeks have been crazy stylewise, which "style" is my nickname for them, I've never really told anyone about it.

After a moment, I wave at the two and yell to get their attention. "Oh, hey guys!" Kyle looks over and then it looks like Kyle tells him that I'm there, because then he points at me.

Stan looks over as well and they wave at me. I run across the street, and—

"OH MY GOD, THEY KILLED KENNY!"

"YOU BASTARDS!"

(NAHHH I'M JK I'M NOT THAT MEAN)

I look back and forth and cross the street when I see there are no cars. "So, didya guys come here together?"

"Yeah." Kyle says with a smile, his hand on Stan's shoulder. I can tell they are hiding something, by the sympathetic look on Kyle's face when he turns to Stan, who stays quiet while slightly blushing the whole time.

"What's this?" I say and gesture my hands.

Stan shrugs, then smiles at me. "I don't know, man."

"What do you mean, "this"?" Kyle asks, crossing his arms and looking at me in a way that says 'please don't tell him that I like him'.

"I meant why are you two together?" I ask, covering up for Kyle, remembering he said he'd pay me if I didn't tell.

Since me and Marjorine are together now, Kyle has no blackmail he can use on me to get me to not tell Stan. So he just payed me a decent amount not to tell. (Like $5)

Stan shrugs. "I just went over to his house and then we decided we should go meet you and Cartman at the park."

Obviously I don't believe him, but I say nothing and keep walking with them.

Kyle's POV:

<Time skip bc I don't feel like writing a reason why Cartman wanted to meet with them!>

Me and Stan are walking home, the plan was supposed to be that I would drop him off at home, but we had to get his things from my place first.

We walk in silence for a bit, but then I decided to say something. "I'm really proud of you."

Stan's eyebrows rise and his mouth hangs a bit open. "Really?"

"Yeah. And not just for eating today. I'm really glad that you trust me enough to be honest, and how you came out to me that night? I know that it was a very strange night, but we were both drunk and it isn't your fault."

Stan smiles. "Exactly how proud for me are you?" Stan chuckles teasingly.

"Very." I answer seriously.

Stan notices my seriousness and laughs awkwardly. "Sorry."

"No, it's fine, it's fine. I just want you to know how seriously proud of you I am." I smile and pat him on the back.

"Thanks." He smiles.

We start approaching my house. "Okay, so we'll run in and grab your stuff, then you can head out."

"Yep."

And we did exactly that. We went upstairs and he grabbed his stuff and then we moved, so we were at the doorstep, the door closed behind me.

"Okay, well, bye." Stan hugs me. Then I can't help but have the strong need to kiss him. So I kissed him on the forehead, then realized I shouldn't have done that.

"Oh shit, sorry, dude. I don't know why I did that, my bad." I say and blush awkwardly.

"U-um.. it's okay.. you know, we're friends, it's not weird if we kiss each other on the forehead and stuff, in fact, you can kiss my forehead whenever you want." Stan's face is red from embarrassment and he smiles at me again.

"Oh, okay." I laugh awkwardly and pat him on the shoulder. "Well, see you tomorrow?"

"Yep, see you!" He smiles and walks away happily and cheerfully.

A/N(edit): Sorry it's taking so long for the next part to release😭 I've been working on it on and off for a while and it's taking a bit, so I'll tell you what it's about to not bore y'all: So basically, it's Cartman's 15th birthday (idk if he's the youngest I just guessed) and Stan is nervous to see Kyle at the party. It's way more detailed in the actual part, but I think you guys will like it! Thanks for reading!

-C🪐💚