Stan x Kyle

Fourteen(Cartman's bday party)

TW!: Self harm!

Kyle's POV

"Dude, this party is fucking lame." Stan groans as he leans into me while we are sitting on the couch next to Kenny, waiting for Cartman to get out of the bathroom for truth or dare.

"Tell me about it." I mumble. Finally, the bathroom door opens after a toilet flush is heard. "Here comes big chungus." I chuckle to myself and hear Stan laugh at it too.

"Alright, who wants to got first?" Cartman asks while sitting down. Kenny's arm shoots up.

"I'll start. Kyle, truth or dare?" He turns to me.

"Dare." I reply confidently. "What? I'm no pussy." I cross my arms.

"Okay, dude, whatever you say..." Kenny says jokingly.

"Give him a fucking dare!" Stan says impatiently. "I want to see something funny happen."

"Okay, fine. I dare you to... ding-dong ditch a house somewhere around the block!" Kenny says after thinking for a second.

"I'll do it." I stand up. "Anything to prove that I'm not a pussy."

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After he ding-dong ditches a house

"That was such a fourth grade thing to do, that was easy!"

"Really? It wasn't when I did it.." Cartman puts his fingers on his chin, thinking.

"Yeah, 'cause you're a little bitch." I laugh. "So don't go around being a hypocrite and calling other people pussies."

"Yeah, whatever, Jew." Cartman rolls his eyes.

Stan's POV

I don't know what Kyle's deal is today, but he's trying to get me to do something. Why? I don't know. Maybe he's just making sure I don't have a crush on him. I think I'm pretty good at hiding it(dumbass).

Kenny can't stop laughing. "Oh my god... and... he.. he actually did it! I'm gonna die of laughter!" (That was on purpose btw.) Kenny's eyes actually started tearing up because of how much he was laughing.

"It's not that funny, Ken-" I start laughing too as Kenny falls to the ground in laughter.

I make eye contact with Cartman, who's trying not to laugh as well. Cartman snickers, and eventually Kenny calms down.

Then it got a bit awkward for a moment. Nobody said anything but the others kept looking at each other knowingly, as if they were trying to secretly communicate, but I couldn't understand what they were implying.

"Um..." I scratch the back of my head, trying to think of a conversation starter. "So will there be any food?" I ask Cartman.

"Not for me, my mom says I need to 'lose weight' or some bullshit." Cartman complains.

"That's because you do have to lose weight, fatass." Kyle chuckles.

Cartman tries thinking of a comeback. "No I don't! You're just jealous I have more friends than you, Jew."

"Knock it off, you two." I try stopping them.

"W-well, he started it!" Kyle crosses his arms. He had always been the type to fight against Cartman, and I usually had to stop it and calm Kyle down, so I was prepared to go there.

"I know, I know." I add and smile at him to make him happy. Kyle frequently tells me that he's only happy if I am, so if he thinks that I'm happy, maybe he'll calm down faster.

I notice him starting to calm down, but still a bit worked up. I lean my head on his shoulder and he completely calms down now. At this point though, Kenny and Cartman aren't even paying attention and are just talking to each other about something.

Part of me was relieved that they didn't pay attention because they would've shipped me and Kyle, but I secretly hope they keep doing it for obvious reasons.

I hold Kyle's arm as we listen to what the other two are talking about.

I take a step back. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom.." I say to everyone and walk away. Obviously I don't have to go to the bathroom, I'm just really flustered. I start walking towards the bathroom and I hear the bedroom door open and close behind me, making me stop in my tracks.

I stay still until hearing the familiar voice. "You don't actually have to go to the bathroom, do you?" Kyle chuckles, leaning against the wall in the hallway.

I turn around and smile shyly, too flustered to say anything. Kyle walks right up to me and puts his arms around my waist, pushing me against the wall.

"K-Kyle..?" I mumble before he kisses me for the second time ever. The same feeling I felt when I was drunk with him washes over me. I put my hands gently on his shoulders and kiss him back.

He turns the kiss into us fully making out for over a minute. "M-maybe it's okay just for today..?" I question to myself before he pulls me in again for more kisses.

"W-wow..." I speak finally after we finish kissing. "That was... wow." I blush and chuckle.

"Yeah, wow." He chuckles too and gives me a hug. "Good boy." He pats my head. "Sorry, I couldn't resist that time! We cool?" He asks. How can I say no to him?

"Yeah, it's cool. I don't mind.. we just had to get it out of our systems."

But it wasn't cool. It was amazing and this moment will probably never happen again. Something about that makes me really sad. Along with how I'm too afraid to tell my dad I'm bi, and I think my mom is scared to as well, I've just been hurting a lot. I know exactly what I should do to make myself better when I get home. I know that I shouldn't and I'm not proud of this. I've been clean for over six months... but I can't to it. I need to hurt as soon as possible.

I wait until the party ends and when Kyle's driving me home, I stay dead silent. I really don't want to accidentally tell him what I'm planning on doing in just a little bit.

"So.." Kyle tries to start conversation. "Can we just... never talk about what happened again?" Kyle asks.

I nod. "Mhm."

Apparently, Kyle notices how little I'm talking. "Hey," He starts. "I'm sorry about that. I couldn't control my own body for a moment."

I nod again. "It's fine."

"Are you okay?" He asks again.

"Yep, I'm just tired." I fake smile.

Somehow, I get through the car drive without Kyle noticing anything else off.

As soon as I got home and made sure my parents were busy, I rush to my room and lock my door.

I need to fucking hurt. I thought to myself. I open the drawer with my supplies.

(I won't add the actual sh I'll just skip to the aftermath next chapter)