Forever {Kyle Broflovski x Reader}

Thirteen: Kyle's mine

Y/n opens the passenger side door, sliding into the seat and setting her backpack on the floor. She turns to the driver, smiling brightly. "Morning, Ky."

"Good morning," Kyle greets her back with a smile, not paying any attention to the other person entering the vehicle.

"Can't believe I've been demoted to back seat," Stan complains, playfully glaring at the new couple.

Kyle rolls his eyes. "You let Wendy sit up front anytime the three of us go out. Quit complaining."

Y/n snaps her head towards her brother. She narrows her eyes and hisses, "You told me I could sit in front!"

Stan chuckles. "I'm just messing with you guys."

Kyle turns and makes eye contact with Y/n, giving her a look that screams 'unbelievable'. She smirks, leaning forward, and kisses him square on the lips.

Kyle melts into the kiss, not caring about Stan watching them. His eyes slowly shut, and he leans into her more. Kissing her still feels like a dream come true.

"Don't kiss in front of me," Stan groans, shutting his eyes.

Y/n pulls away from Kyle, giggling at him following her lips for a moment. He slowly opens his eyes, smiling softly.

'He is so freaking cute.'

She turns to Stan with a small smirk. "Every time you wanna be rude, I'll kiss your best friend."

"Cartman will have a field day with that." Stan chuckles, opening his eyes.

"Don't tell Cartman shit. I don't want him to ruin this for me," Kyle demands, clenching the steering wheel. He is getting angry thinking about that stupid, fatass.

Y/n places a hand on Kyle's middle thigh, rubbing her thumb back and forth to reassure him that everything will be okay. "Yeah. Eric can be a bit..." She pauses for a moment, trying to think of the right word. "Intense."

"That's an understatement," Kyle mumbles. He sends her a small smile, appreciating her support. He puts the car in reverse, backing out of the driveway.

"Smart. Cartman will be pissed when he finds out. Then he will do something stupid and hurt someone. Specifically, Kyle."

Y/n cocks a brow, crossing her arms. "Why is Eric so obsessed with Kyle's love life anyway?"

Stan shrugs. "I don't know. It's kind of gay."

Y/n snickers, holding up a fist to cover her mouth. "Totally gay."

Stan chuckles, happy to see his sister smiling. "Totally."

"That's disgusting," Kyle shudders at the idea.

"Too bad for Eric, Kyle's mine!" Y/n states proudly, placing a hand against the middle of her chest.

Kyle's face flushes red, and his heart races. Does she have any idea what her words do to him?

Stan snickers, seeing Kyle flustered. He's going to have a fun time teasing his best friend. It's Kyle's first real relationship, and Stan couldn't be happier for him. And the same goes for his sister, too.

"Before I forget. Kyle, you might want this," Stan starts. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a condom, holding it up between Kyle and Y/n.

Kyle glares at Stan in the rear view mirror. "Why the hell do I need a condom?"

"Fine. I guess Kenny's going to know you fucked his best friend." Stan glares at Kyle. "Unless you are saying you didn't use protection with my sister."