South park oneshots

Stutters - I think I like you

" Uh,  Stan? Are you ok?  You've been staring at your locker for the past five minutes. " Butters shyly asked,  making Stan shake his head as he came out of his thoughts. " Huh?  Oh..  Yea Im uh..  Im good dude. " Stan replied. Leo knew something was on his friends mind as the two stood in silence.  " Butters....  Can I ask you something? "" Well sure! " Butters answered,  always happy to help. " How would..  How did you know that you liked..  Guys? " Stan stuttered,  blushing red as he looked away. " Oh well gee that was easy! Why do you wanna know? " Leo said happily.  " I..." Stan blushed darker,  for some reason finding it impossible to lie to the sparkling blue eyes in front of him. " Butters come here I n..  Oh hey Stan" Cartman interrupted the pair. " Why do you look like a parsnip dude? " He asked Stan curiously.  " A what? " Stan raised an eyebrow,  his blush fading.  " You know those red circle vegetables" Cartman said, picking food out of his teeth. " Oh I think he means a beetroot! " Butters realised helpfully,  earning a scowl from Eric.  " No one asked you Butters" He snapped,  making Stan frown.  " Why are you always so mean to him dude,  like I know that you're an asshole but like..  Just leave him alone for once" Stan groaned,  finally calling Cartman out. " What the fuck Stan,  sorry I insulted your boyfriend jees" Cartman rolled his eyes sarcastically.  " Anyway,  Butters you're doing my homework tonight because that lazy Jew won't help me" Cartman ordered,  shoving paper into Leos hands. " Aww gee,  I don't wanna seem rude Eric but I'm really bus-" Butters began,  before Eric interrupted. " Why are you breaking my balls dude, you're breaking my balls,  I need it by tommorow. " He deadpanned,  looking at his phone. " Aww well I dont wanna break your balls Eric" Butters sighed apologetically. " Ok good,  see you tommorow" Cartman said,  saluting him as he walked away before Butters could get another word in. Stan looked at his friend with an open mouth.  " Dude" He said,  taking the papers from him.  " You are not doing anymore homework for that peice of shit. " He defended him,  walking over to the bins.  " WAIT STAN! " Butters yelled,  making Stan turn around. He was afraid that Butters was going to try to defend Cartman and for a second Stan questioned whether Leo would think that his actions were too rash.  " The recycling bin is that one" Butters grinned shyly,  making Stan smile.  " Thanks dude" He chuckled,  shoving Cartmans incomplete  homework into the bin before rejoining Butters next to the lockers. " You think Eric will be mad at me? " Butters asked,  biting his lip.  " Nah,  I'll tell him I did it.  Besides,  fucker deserves it" Stan smirked. Butters giggled,  making two dimples appear on his cheeks,  dimples that made Stans heart do backflips in his chest.  " What is it? Is there something on my face? " Butters looked confused,  wiping his sleeve on his face to check if he had dirt on him. Stan realised that he had been staring at him,  quickly looking away when he noticed.  " Uh..  No you..  You're face is fine..  Well its better than fine..  I dont mean like..  Its good..  I mean.. " Stan spluttered,  making Butters remember earlier,  before Cartman had appeared.  " Oh yea,  what were you saying earlier,  you know,  before Eric" Butters smiled warmly,  genuinely interested in what Stan had to say.  Stan had to admit that this was a nice change,  as most people didnt really pay attention to him anymore,  they really just waited until he was finished so that they could go and take the entire family away from their friends to go and live on a weed farm with a talking towel.  Stan felt his face heating up in anger when he thought about how shitty his dad had been recently. " Stan? " Butters asked,  raising an eyebrow and putting a hand on his shoulder for comfort.  " You can talk to me buddy".  Oh right,  the thing he had been planning to ask Leo for the entire month. " I was just thinking..  Like..  How someone can be sure that they like guys.. " Stan forced out.  " Oh,  well there is one way that I find is really helpful,  doesnt ALWAYS work but-" "Do it" Stan interrupted,  desperate to have answers.  " Are you sure?  You dont even know what it i-" Butters began,  before Stan eagerly interrupted again.  " I trust you Leo" Stan said sincerely.  That was the first time that Stan had used his actual name,  and it made his insides feel funny, in a good way. Butters shrugged and leant forwards,  kissing Stan on the lips.  Stan stood there,  eyes wide as he stared in shock at Butters.  " Did you like it? Thats what I was talking about when I said that there was a way. " Butters said,  suddenly feeling a wave of nervousness as he tried to read his friends expression. " Oh gee,  I'm sorry Stan..  Was that bad?  Was it-" Stan stopped him by smashing their lips together again,  making Butters heart leap. Butters had admittedly felt things for Stan for a long time,  but had no idea that Stan would ever even consider him an option,  after all,  Stan was way out of his league.  He had friends,  he played sports,  he was popular.  " Butters...  I think I like you..  " Stan admitted when they finally pulled away for air.  " I think I like you too" Butters grinned happily. Maybe he wasn't so out of his league after all.