South Park X Reader

Kyle X Shy!Artist!Reader

Request: I forgot to ask, can you do a KylexArtist!Shy!Reader? If you could, that would be great. If you can't, it's fine. I enjoy reading any of your writing, you are really talrnted
My response: thank so much and if you like my writing go check out @zo1515!! she's a homestuck writer mainly but will eventually post stuff such as South Park!
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(Y/N) sat on the park bench, the wind blowing her hair around her face. She watched as children slid down the slides but one boy was sitting in a tree. He looked to be about her age and he was wearing a green hat. The boy was playing a guitar and seemed to be singing quietly. Her eyes lit up, she'd been wondering what to draw for the past couple of weeks but she finally had an idea. Her pencil moved quickly as her eyes followed it. She drew the basic structure of the tree, the boy's outline body, and some detail in the background. (Y/N) looked up once again so she could draw the boys facial structure. The girl gasped, then frowned upon seeing he wasn't there. She shut her sketchbook, and put her pencil behind her ear.

"Don't shut it, it was just getting good!" (Y/N) jumped, and turned to the right. She saw the boy in the tree sitting next to her with the biggest grin on his face. Her mouth moved but no sound came out. He tilted his head in confusion and laughed. "You don't talk? Don't worry, I can do the talking for both of us. That," he tapped the sketchbook in her hands. "Is really good." She gave a nod. "Can you continue?"

"If you get back in that tree and continue playing, then..then I guess yeah." He gave a nod, grabbed his guitar and started for the tree. He swung his way up into the tree. He started singing loudly.

'Ooooh, I don't know her name but I'm in love with her~'

(Y/N) giggled and finished the boy in the drawing. She added final touches to the tree, and finished the background. The drawing was nearly complete. She added in the guitar and added music notes coming from the boys mouth.

'She's cute and quiet and, I, uh, I think I love her~'

"You done?" He hollered from the tree. I give a nod and he runs to me. He stares at me expectedly. "Well? Can I see?" I hand him my sketchbook. His mouth falls open. "You did it so quick!"

"O-oh..it's really nothing. You can even have it."

"That's awesome! Thanks. My name is Kyle by the way."

"I'm (Y/N). I think you go to my school."

"Yes, I do! We both have Mr. Garrison. You're (Y/N) (L/N)."

"Yep. That's me."

"Well, catch ya tomorrow?"

"y-yeah."

"I got a curfew so I gotta run, bye."

"bye!" And with that, Kyle ran off. Literally ran. (Y/N) sat on the bench, smiling to herself. He was a nice guy, not to mention cute. A couple of minutes passed before (Y/N) realized something. She never gave him the paper. She grabbed her sketchbook and started running. It would of been better if she knew where he lived. (Y/N) eventually gave up, and slowed her pace to a walk. Through out the walk, she was cat called, some guys even felt her ass. She let out a shriek. She learned that on tumblr, it scared the guys away.

Just when she thought all hope was lost, she heard a familiar voice and another voice.

"Dude, just ask her out already."

"I don't know, Stan."

"You like her, she obviously likes you. Go for it."

"Kyle?" I ask, finding the source of the words. Two guys my age.

"OOOH, KYLE SHE REALLY LIKES YOU SHE HUNTED YOU DOWN!" Kyle shoots a hand across the guys mouth. The guy continued blabbering although there was a hand over his mouth. Kyle blushed shades of red.

"That's Stan. Ignore him."

"Hi Stan." Stan waves his hand. He also makes a heart figure with hands and then points to us both. Kyle punches Stan in the side of his stomach and Stan clatters down. He grins up from the ground.

"Now I can talk." I ignore him and hold my hand with the drawing out.

"H-here." He takes it from my hand. Kyle examines it and smiles.

"It's beautiful...just like you."

"KYLE, YOU DID NOT JUST DO THAT! THAT WAS WAY TOO CHEESY!" Kyle kicks Stan and takes my hands. He tucked the drawing in his pocket.

"Listen, I-I know I don't really know you, but, uh, you're really cute and I think I love you." He stutters.

"You're song was about me?" I gasp.

"You remembered my song?"

"Duh." Kyle brings me close to him. Our noses touching, I held my breathe. He was going to kiss me. He was going to kiss me! He uses his hand to bring my chin up, I look away, feeling a blush rise upon my cheeks.

"Look at me." He whispers. I slowly adjust my gaze to his eyes. I hear Stan giggling from the ground. "Shut it, Marsh." I inhaled his scent of peppermint. Kyle gently touched his soft, unchapped lips to mine. He tasted like strawberries. I hesitantly kiss back as he places his hand on the small of my back. He pulled back, his forehead against mine.

"Go get a room." Stan calls from the ground.

"That's Stan. Ignore him." Kyle whispered, repeating what he said earlier. He chuckled and pulled me close to him.