Another week passed, and it was your turn to not do anything. Stan took over your position as a scavenger, and Kyle and Tweek were in charge of protecting the walls from the infested parts of the school. You would get up every now and again to help tend a wound or treat a sickness, but other than that, you did nothing. Even though no one really said so aloud, you thought everyone blamed you for Butters' death. You hated this feeling, the feeling of uselessness. It was horrible. It made you unable to do absolutely anything, and it killed you inside.
You sit with your head in your knees, when a click of a door brings it up. Kyle walks in, and sits next to you. You put your head back down, not in a mood to talk. You felt a sudden arm around you, and what sounded like someone speaking. The words were fuzzy.
"No one blames you."
You never knew four words would hurt so much, but make you feel so happy at the same time. You felt so alone inside, but so warm. What is this.
Tears sprang to your eyes. You wanted to answer, but you would just stumble over yourself. So, you just sat and cried. You cried until you couldn't cry anymore. You let out all those feelings that remained frozen for the past week.
You didn't even realize Kyle had taken his arms away from your shoulder. You didn't see him sit in front of you. You didn't feel him pull you to him.
What you did feel was the greatest kiss of your life.
His hands were on the small of your back, and as you began melting into the kiss, your hands snaked under his hat, playing with his curly red hair. But soon the need for oxygen took over and you pulled away, smiling.
"Thank you for coming in here... This jut made my entire apocalypse."
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Little Mountain Town ~South Park x Reader ONE - SHOTS~
FanficHello. Welcome to my silly lil south park book. Yeah, it's small, and broken, but still good. Yeah, still good. Anyway, this is an xreader book, but if you have a ship from the show you'd like me to write, talk to me and I'll see what I can do for...
