Sick Of It (Kyle Broflovski X Reader)

Party

After School we all made our way to Kyles house. His house was bigger than average at least it was bigger than my own. The big green house was a bit intimidating seeing how I've never been to another persons house before and that my parents had no idea where I was, but I walked in anyway.

"Why hello there bubby, I see you brought your little friends, uh- who am I kidding you guys are all grown up now, haha well anywho, don't worry, your father and I wont be in the way, we have some errands to run around town, so you guys will have the place to yourself." Kyles face turned a deep red after his mother finished talking. I didn't mean to stare, but I was amazed at how quickly his face reddened. I wonder if that's how I blushed, does my whole face turn red like Kyles? As the rest of the guys ventured into the living room I had a clear view of Kyles parents. His mothers hair was just as red as Kyle's and she had it pulled into a big bee hive type shape on the top of her head. I could faintly see the bees buzzing around, crawling into her big head of hair. God, I hated how overactive my imagination is sometimes.The way she talked to Kyle was so mothering, she seemed very sweet. His dad on the other hand hadn't said a word. He was to absorbed into the news paper he was reading. Unlike Kyle and his mother, he had brunette hair, but Kyle obviously received his curly hair from his father. Placed on the top of his head was a kibbot, that was obviously hiding the bald spot that was starting to seep around the side of the Jewish cap.

"Oh and who is this? I haven't seen you around before?" Kyles mother gave me a welcoming smile as she nudged her husband to look up.

"Look Gerald, our little Kyle has brought a girl over! Oh isn't this exciting!" Gerald looked up making eye contact with me and smiled.

"Mom, dad this is (y/n). And she's just a friend!" Kyles face seemed to turn a bright pink as he flew his hands out in front of his self, trying to make his words sound more serious.

"Well its very nice to meet you (y/n). I'm so sorry we are leaving so soon after meeting but we are running on the clock. Come on Gerald let get going" The red headed lady grabbed her husbands hand before heading toward the doors.

"You boys behave now! Oh! and (Y/n)? Have a nice time" And with that both of Kyle's parents headed out the door.

"Sorry about that (Y/n), I didn't mean for this to be uncomfortable.." Kyle rubbed the back of his neck while gazing at the ground.

"Oh it wasn't uncomfortable at all. Your parents seem very nice. It seems like your the one that was uncomfortable" I let a small laugh escape my lips as Kyle gave me a teasingly dirty look. As I looked around his house I noticed they didn't have any pictures hanging on the wall. I remember the first time Kyle talked me, saying he's been through what I'm going through. I began wondering if he was a single child just like me, so I asked him.

"So Kyle are you a single child... like me?" I asked still looking around.

"Oh, uh- no. I have an adoptive little brother Ike. He isn't here right now though. He is usually off with his friends around this time, he wont be back until later. Ill introduce you to him sometime." Kyle gave me a warm smile as foot steps stomped across the ground.

"I'm a single child (y/n)" Cartman looked at me with a sad facial expression,

"I also never knew my father.." Cartman let a single tear cascade down his face. I felt my hands go to my heart by instinct.

"Cartman, don't be a manipulative asshole." Kyles words rung me by surprise as Cartman looked up and winked at me.

"Eh, its all true through. But I couldn't care less really." Cartman spoke with a side grin as I let my hands return to there sides, a bit annoyed that he had played me with such ease.