South Park x Reader

Near Death (Cartman x Reader)

((This is going to be pretty dark in the beginning I'm warning you.))

        You were walking home, cold and shivering from the freezing rain. What you were doing out here in the first place was unknown to you. Maybe it was the fact that your life had turn to shit since you moved to the mountain town of South Park. You were constantly picked on at school. Especially by Cartman. He was terrible, racist, sexist, and hated everyone. But you didn't care. You actually liked this kid. You knew something was wrong with you but you didn't care.

        While walking, the rain came down harder and you couldn't even see your hand in front of your face. You knew you had to get home, but was in no rush to do so. You crossed the street blindly. Right into an oncoming car. It hit you and a fiery pain shot throughout your body as you were thrown onto the sidewalk. Apparently, the person who hit you didn't even care. He/she drove away, leaving you battered and bleeding on the curb. You slowly crawled away from the road to an alley. If you were going to die, you didn't want to do it in the open. You lay there, feeling your life slowly drain.

        You then heard the scrape of gravel and looked up weakly. And there he was. Eric Cartman. But instead of the usual gleam in his eye whenever he bullied you, he had a look of pity on his face.

        "Kill...me..." you groaned, "Please......" Cartman turned away, and you expected him to walk away and leave you to die. He then came to your side and slowly and carefully picked you up, craddling you close to him. That's when you blacked out.

        You woke up and instantly felt a warm hand in yours. You expected it being your mom's, but instead it was Cartman.

        "C-Cartman..?" He bolted upright and looked at you, meeting your (e/c) eyes.

        "Eric." he said, "Call me Eric." Your breath hitched in your throat. This didn't seem like the same boy.

        "Why? Why did you save me?" Was that a blush you saw on his face? You finger twitched, causing Cartman's grip to tighten on your hand.

        "I couldn't leave you..." You blinked at him, only to open your eyes and find his lips pressed against yours. Your face grew hot, but you deepened the kiss. This definitely wasn't the same bully.

        When you got back to school, Eric was always by your side, hand on your waist and holding you close. Some of the other kids made fun of you two, but you didn't care. Neither did Eric. And neither of you talked about what really happened the day in the alley. So you made up some stupid story about falling down the stairs. Everyone laughed at it. But all that mattered was that the bullying had ceased and you found someone.

((Cheesy, I know. But screw it. I'll keep going.))