South Park One shots!

Kyle X Cartman // Request 7 // I Hate you 1!

It only took the same sound to drive a man wild. It would take hours before mentally ruining them. The same water droplet continuously hitting your forehead, blindfolded, tied to a chair. Helpless and alone with that same splash, over and over again. Until you went mad, thinking you were drowning. Your body would twist and shake, jumping and trying to get out of the ropes... Rope burns, distorted limbs and your body figure outlining every bone you had, stretched onto your bones... One could get deranged but one noise leads to annoyance. Something so simple and then lead to anger... soon it would be hard then a struggle to get free of that one noise... Soon you just accept it but other times you just can't... It didn't take Kyle Broflovski to snap silently... 

Sitting outside of school, the day ended. For Cartman, it was an ordinary boring day for the 18-year-old. But for Kyle, it was agonizing. It was hard and painful. How?...? Well, dating Eric Cartman in secret wasn't as easy as it seems. There was a consistency of being blackmailed by his boyfriend: he had to do errands, he was forced to kiss Eric under certain circumstances that could get him in trouble or spotted and on top of that, Cartman had made Kyle do his homework but oddly he has asked for help with some homework even studying together... But, sometimes, it was all too much and Kyle feared it would all get worse. Why and how did he fell in love with Eric Cartman? Why him? Was it his big eyes? His gentle chubby face? His soft sides that Heidi always talked about? Kyle just didn't know. Kyle was stuck under 6 feet deep. Ah, but the same sound continues, click, that your Apple Phone makes. 

Click, 

Click,

 Click...

It made only Kyle worse as he sat next to Cartman on the steps of their school. Their last class ended an hour ago and they were just sitting. Kyle had to wait for Eric to finish his texts- Tweets actually, talking about how Black Panther was so horrible. The jew nearly cried. His body was hot, his face red with tears at the corners ready to expel and cry because of the noise? yes, it made him annoyed not because Eric broke his phone but the noise... Broflovski fists wrapped tightly into his palm, his fist resting on his knee. He sat and waited. Having to hear chuckles from Eric and iPhone clicks. 

Click,

 Click,

 Click...

 Kyle snapped and it didn't take long. The jew blinks away his tears and yanks Cartman's arm, wrapping it around the Jew's shoulder. Kyle didn't stop there though, he sat closer to Cartman and placed the larger one's hand on his crotch, forcing Cartman to rub his aching erection. A brilliant distraction for Cartman. A wobble of a weak moan escapes Kyle's mouth although.

"dude, the fuck you doing?" asked Cartman as he moved his body to give Kyle awareness, trying to move into a position to hide what lewd things were happening.

"Dammit, Cartman... Don't you see..? I need you, fat ass..." hissed Kyle in Eric's ear. THe regrets saying that but he needed to do it. The ginger looks down, blushing more so then he did before. 

"You don't touch me... A lot... Anymore... I-I... I.. Feel horny.. " whispers Kyle in embarrassment, this is something that he would see as disgusting as a child but considering he was madly in love with Eric and in "need" of him for the sake of no more clicking. Cartman preferred the dominant superior role and in order to control Cartman you needed to swallow your vomit and force yourself to be the weaker one. Cartman looks around, he too wanted to keep this relationship a secret and unfortunately, he had to decide to take Kyle to his home immediately.

"Jesus... You damn Jews always ruin everything... I was in the middle of a good roast" Cartman bickers and stood up immediately, leaving Kyle with a swarm of cold air attacking the warmth he shared with cartman for a brief time. "let's go... My mum won't be home until tomorrow" mumbled Eric as he forced Kyle up, scowling at him. Kyle didn't look down in shame, he felt no guilt but he wanted to snap at him but he couldn't, he just stayed quiet and let Cartman drag him. 

A few steps into their walk... The two were so close to each other, touching arms and holding hands. Something the group of boys would gawk at in shock but no one on the street seems to notice. Kyle was silent and looked down. Kyle thought his life was all over while Cartman was busy thinking so much of his roast about Black panther online. "you know the meaning of secret do you?" asked Cartman suddenly.

"Yeah, of course, I do fat ass, do you? You keep making me kiss you in public" mutters Kyle, looking away.

"well, that's how I keep the relationship exotic, hm?" Cartman asked and kept his eyes on the path ahead of them. He heard Kyle sigh and also noticed a roll of his eyes when he glanced at him in time. Cartman felt his blood boil, no one can just disrespect him like that. He was above and Kyle had to submit like a dog.

"yeah... Whatever" mumbled Kyle, looking down. Cartman huffs in annoyance and held kyle's hand tightly, so tight it could crush his Jew's bones. They say, kill them with kindness but Cartman went too far. "ow! Hey!" whines Kyle as he tried to get his hand loose. "Stop it, Cartman! That hurts" Kyle whines and soon he was struck by Cartman's dark brown eyes.

"then cut it out... Do you think I want to be in this lousy relationship with you? I'm trying my best to be a good boyfriend and you act like a jew?" Hurls Cartman towards Kyle, looking sideways suddenly. Kyle looked away from himself and looked downward. They walked to Cartman's place in pure silence with a bottle of compressed anger between them. The anger on their faces, they despise and hatred in their soul and heart for each other... Was their room for love? Was there anything for them? Cartman sighs and unlocks the door to his house, he placed his keys in his pocket and watched Kyle walk in, storm upstairs in permafrost quietness.

Cartman made a scoff and shut the door, following Kyle upstairs and into Eric's room. Eric shut the door after themselves and gently whispers in kyle's ear "get naked, now~ on the bed~" it was almost like an order but Kyle went through with it. He took off his hat and let it fall to the ground while his red hair bounced up in a curly mess. He took off his jumper and let it slide off his arms and on the ground, he took off his shirt and pants and then his trousers and shoes eagerly and crawls onto Cartman's bed, knees together and pressed onto his chest when he sat down and faced Eric. Cartman took off his hat, jumper, and shoes and leaned on his desk, watching Kyle with beady dull eyes.

"are-" Kyle hesitated. Before being with Cartman, he was never afraid to say anything but now it was like a time bomb and every cut you make to disarm it was risky. Talking or saying anything to Cartman was risky, he was a bomb.