South Park Imagines

Drabble Challenge - Stolen Coat (Stan)

12. Stolen Coat - Send me a number from and a character 

Recently I've been staying late at Stan's house. He's been training almost everyday of the week for his upcoming game on football. I knew nothing about sports, but as his friends I stayed longer than usually in the school's library just so Stan and I can go grab dinner together. Stan has a tendency of skipping dinner after practice, so his mom made sure that I help him out. Sharon was going to ask Kyle, but we've noticed how busy he has been with the debate club and dealing with Cartman's attempt to get him kicked out of the school. Kenny on the other hand was MIA I was told that this happens at least once a every five years and he'll come back soon.

"Achoo!" I found myself sneezing from the cold. It's currently 5 pm and it's freezing cold. Today I was waiting for Stan at the bleachers outside, I could see him practice usually I would be in the library, so I rarely saw him train. The library closed early today, so I brought out a coat I had in my locker and went out to watch Stan practice instead. Garrison would have scolded me if I stayed inside an empty classroom. I picked up the coat I brought with me and wore it. I thought I could handle the cold better, but I couldn't be more wrong.

"(Y/N)!" I hear someone calling me from a distance. I turned my attention to the football field and found a familiar brunette waving his arms out to get my attention, It was Clyde Donovan. I remained seated and just waved at him. Clyde and I have been talking for a while now, being labmates helped us get to know each other. He wasn't such a fuckboy most girl make him up to be. He did try flirting with me, but the moment he knew that I was waiting for Stan after school he stopped. He misunderstood our relationship, but I don't mind as long as I don't have to deal with him and his cheesy pick up lines. After waving at him I put my hand down and I slowly watched Clyde walk up the bleachers and make his way in front of me. "What are you doing here?"

"I told you before I wait for Stan to finish practicing."

"I know. I just wanted to see you blush while saying that, but sadly there's not a single tint of red on your face right now"

"I feel like I'm turning blue from the cold instead."

Clyde laugh and then placed his hand on my shoulder. "There. There. Practice is almost done. You can go home with Stan in a few minutes" He said as he let's go of my shoulder and waves goodbye as he headed back to the members of the football team. As my eyes followed Clyde to the field I met Stan's eyes. He had this annoyed look on his face before he made his way back to the locker room. "What's his deal?" I thought to myself as I found myself waiting for him at the bleachers still.

A few minutes passed by and Stan finally got back to the field. I got up from the bleachers and made my way down to him. Stan was currently holding his varsity jacket when he said. "Take your coat off." My eyes widen and moved back. "What are you up to?" I asked. "Idiot. You were shaking during the last few minutes of practice. Wear this. It's thicker." He said as he held out his varsity jacket closer to me. "Oh.." I started removing my coat and folded it. Stan went behind me and pulled out on sleeve at a time to help me put it on. I didn't need him helping me, but I let him. I put my arm through each hole and when I was done I found myself with my arms wrapped around my folded coat pressed against my chest. I look over at Stan and he had an annoyed look from earlier. As I was about to ask what was wrong I felt his cold fingertips found its way to my cheeks. "Stan, your hand feels so cold."

"I didn't really wear anything on them during practice." He said as his face moved close to mine. Knowing what he was up to I put the coat between our lips as he was about to kiss me. "I told you not to kiss me in public. You know how I feel about PDA." Stan and I have been hiding our relationship. If Sharon found out that Stan and I were dating she would talk about it with Randy and the next day everyone will know about it and spread rumors about Stan and I are out during the night. We're just waiting for the game to end until we can properly tell our friends and family we were going out. "It's fine. Everyone already went home." Stan said as he tried to pull down the part of the coat that in his way. "No" I said as I put the coat against my lips. "Then I'll just settle with this."

Next thing I knew I felt his lips through the fabric of the coat. His lips were against mine despite the coat still being between us. A few seconds late he pulled back and grabbed my coat. "Alright. Let's go eat. I'm starving." He said as he placed my coat on in his hands. "What do you want to eat?" I tried acting normal, but I felt my cheeks turn to an even brighter shade of red. "Tacobell."

"That's new."

"When I saw you talking to Clyde earlier all I could think about is Tacobell"

"So that's why you were annoyed."

Stan looked at me with an annoyed look and said "I'll be keeping this." Stan said as he raised my coat up in the air. "Hey, no fair" I said as I tried to stretch my arms high enough to get it, but alas I lacked the height to swipe it from him. "I'll just wash off the part he touched and I'll give it back to you." Stan said jokingly. "Stan!" I tried tiptoeing to get it, but like my other attempts I failed and all I got was a kiss on the forehead from him. "You're such a dumb"

"I love you too."