Stan's POV
I yawned and sat up a little, adjusting my self so I was more comfortable, trying not to wake Kyle who was asleep and leaning against my chest.
"Guys, I'm gonna stop and rent is some hotel rooms....I've been driving all day and I'm tired as fuck." Kenny said and pulled into the nearest hotel. It was pretty nice. Indoor heated pool, and apparently a spa.
I tapped Kyle's shoulder. "Dude, wake up. We gotta get out of the car." Kyle mumbled and then yawned, sitting up seconds later.
"Are we there yet?" He asked and stretched.
"No, we're just stopping for the night so we can get some sleep. Kenny is starting to fall asleep at the wheel." I said and smiled a little.
Kyle nods and then sighs.
"Alright, everyone just grab your bag and head in." Kenny said. "I'm paying." He said with a smile.
I nodded and got out of the car, opening the trunk and pulling mine and Kyle's bag out.
Once we we're checked in we decided Kenny, Kyle and I would share one room, and Eric would have a separate one.
We arrived at our rooms, argued with Cartman over who's room was who's, and then finally got into our rooms.
"Uh...Kenny ...there are only two beds."
"So? You and Stan can share a bed, right?" The orange-clad man asked.
"Yeah I guess." Kyle said and sighed. The tone in his voice made my heart drop.
"Dude it won't be that bad. Besides we're best friends, we used to sleep in the same bed all the time." I said and patted Kyle's back.
Kyle nodded and sighed.
"Well I'm gonna go down to the weight room for a bit. If you guys need anything don't call Cartman." Kenny said and grabbed his card key before leaving Kyle and I in the room.
I looked around the room and sighed.
"You okay dude? You've been acting weird all day." Kyle asked. I looked over at him and gave him a smile.
"Nothing, I'm just thinking. There's a lot of things on my mind...." I say.
"Miss your family dude?"
"Yeah." I said.
It wasn't techencally a lie. I was thinking of a lot of things, my family was one of them yes but I was mostly thinking about Kyle.Kyle's POV
I gave Stan a sympathetic smile and patted him on the back.
"Need a hug?" I asked, opening my arms to him. The black hairehaired man smiled and nodded, wrapping his arms around my waist and hugging me tightly.
"Don't worry, college is a good opportunity for us. Besides, you'll get to find a new girlfriend too. You have been with Wendy since fourth grade." I said with false hope.
Stan smiled. "Thanks dude." He said and the let go of the hug.
"Wanna go swimming? We have time." I suggested and smiled.
"Yeah."*time skip*
Stan and I laughed. We were sitting in the hot tub and talking about how stupid we were in the fourth grade.
"And remember that project with the eggs?"
"Dude that was so gay!"
"Well that was kinda the point. Garrison was trying to see if it was possible that two men could raise a 'child'." Stan said and laughed.
I loved his laugh. It was even better when I knew I was the one making him laugh. He always looked so at peace around me.
"Dude? Duuuude?" He said, waving a hand in front of my face, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Huh? Yeah?" I asked.
"You spaced out." He said and smiled.
I thought a moment. "Have you ever thought of what it would be like to be gay?" I asked.
Stan gave me a confused look and shrugged. "Yeah, but I never thought I'd have to talk about it. Why do you ask?"
"I dunno, I just felt like asking..." I lied.
"Honestly Kyle...I'm probably more bi than anything. I mean, there are some guys I'd probably go gay for." He said and sighed. "So what about you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Are you trying to tell me your gay?" He asked.
I blushed and shook my head. "No! I'm just confused...sometimes I feel like I'd like girls...but other times, like that time Wendy tried to kiss me after you and her broke up, I feel like I'd throw up because I don't like them..." I admitted.
Stan stayed silent for a moment before looking at me. "Maybe you need to get with a guy just once and you'd know." He said. "You can do that later though. I'm pretty sure there's gonna be plenty of time for that in college."
I laughed. "Yeah. Thanks dude."
"I'm glad you told me though. Come on, we should get back to the room before Kenny does." He says and climbs out of the water. I did the same and then realized I didn't bring my towel.
Damn it.
"Here." Stan wraps his towel around my shoulders and smiles.
"Thanks."And on that not I leave you with a cliff hangar!
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Sleeping With A Friend
FanfictionStan Marsh and Kyle Brofloski are now in they're senior year of collage, after they both decided that they'd go to the same collage together so they could stay friends, is that really what they want?