South Park x Reader

Stan x Reader

•FIRST PERSON POV•

Cheering loudly from the bleachers of the stadium, I noticed a certain raven-haired cheerleader staring me down. Wendy. She was dating the boy who I had a crush on, and she was well aware that I liked him. Wendy, and her best friend Bebe, probably had a sixth sense for things like that.
After the football game ended, South Park winning, I hopped over the low bar that was kept for safety reasons on the bleachers and dropped the field below, running over and pulling Kyle, Stan and Clyde into a big hug. All of us were overjoyed.
"Great job, guys! Damn!" I exclaimed and pulled away from them after they each hugged me. Wendy didn't like it when Stan and I were near each other, and was glaring daggers at my back. She stomped over here, then pulled Stan away, talking to him about some stupid shit that she found important. Stan glanced over his shoulder at us while she pulled him away, eyes full of disappointment since he was taken away from us; his friends.
Kyle noticed my sigh and put his arm over my shoulders comfortingly. "Don't worry, (Y/N)," he murmured.

•THIRD PERSON POV•

Stan glanced over at his group of friends just in time to see Kyle's arm around the girl he'd come to crush on, and at this point, both were smiling and laughing with each other. Jealousy raged through Stan's veins, ice blue eyes glancing back and forth between his best friend and the (H/C) girl.
'Are those two together? They didn't tell me, if they are... I won't let that happen; I love her and I hope she loves me back...' Ran through Stan's mind before he set his attention on Wendy again.
Once Kyle caught sight of Stan's jealous eyes, he automatically dropped his arm off her shoulder to show his best friend they weren't together, as he remembered of Stan's crush on (Y/N), and chuckled a little. "My guess is, is that Wendy and Stan will break up soon,"
Strangely enough, just after Kyle said that, (Y/N) saw Stan starting to talk to Wendy with a serious expression, hers becoming somber. Tears now bubbling her eyes, she screamed at Stan, "ITS BECAUSE OF HER, ISN'T IT?! FINE! FUCK YOU, STAN, I CAN FIND SOMEONE BETTER THAN YOU!" And she stormed away. "How'd you know, Kyle?" (Y/N) asked, but he didn't respond.
Slowly, Stan turned to look at his friends and smiled at them, but mostly at (Y/N). "Go tell him," Kyle mumbled and pushed her forward. She stumbled forward, then nervously made her way to Stan.
"She sounded...mad," (Y/N) started, and Stan nodded, smirking a little. "I don't give a fuck about her, though," and he pulled (Y/N) to his body.

•FIRST PERSON POV•

I blushed heavily, and put my hands on his upper arms for balance, then leaned up and smashed our lips together.
'Dear god, tell me he loves me the way I love him...' I thought, and my prayer was answered when he brushed his tongue over my bottom lip and let one hand go to my hip, and the other held our lips close together by keeping his hand stuffed in my hair. My own hands were gently gripping the upper part of his arms, and I heard Kyle cheer, then yell to us. "I knew you guys were perfect together!"
When we pulled apart, I blushed and hid my face from our friends while Stan threw up by some bushes. I saw him get up and come back over to me, his eyes full of as much love as he could muster up and I hugged him. Stan then buried his face in the crook of my neck.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked sweetly, and I giggled. "Of course I will; I love you~!"
I felt him give a little kiss to my jawline and heard Stan mumble against my skin again.
"I love you, too, babe~,"