South Park One-Shots

Style-Insecurities

Kyle and Stan, 15.
Self doubt, self hate and gay.
And Kenny being a mood in the background if I want him to idk...

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Kyle wasn't one to feel this insecure about his body, usually not caring about it. He had occasional self doubts like any other 15 year old... Thinking he was fat, that his thighs were too baggy, that his stomach was too set out, complaining about his height, about the amount of freckles he's got over his face, back and shoulders, over his hands etc. He usually never cared, he really, really didn't. He was happy the way he was, just happily going on with his life, in his happy main group of 4 guys causing chaos and havoc...

Why he felt like this, and why he stood there, his more tight, dark forest green turtleneck hugging his skin, he never had issues wearing it, but his stomach decided to set out a bit today and he felt horrible about it, tucking it in didn't have the effect it should've had... And only made him feel even more uncomfortable because of the hardness he had breathing with it...

A deep sigh escaped the red head, as he pulled the shirt off, reaching in his closet again, going with a simple sweater under his jacket. It felt warmer, hid his stomach up more and felt way more comfortable.
Perfect.

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Stan always framed his face, not on purpose, it just happened. His raven black hair sticking out from under the blue and red cap, causing the first amount of framing to happen.
Then the hair that'd stick out under his beanie to be on his forehead also cause more of a framing.
So having his black hair really frame everything up like that, caused such a huge focus on his face, he never was quite fine with it, but any other hairstyle he tried didn't suit him. The longer and messier hair style fit him, it was soft and easy to tangle your fingers into. Kyle and Kenny did it to calm him down after anything when alone.
When he really needed to sob, and needs a friend for the nice and sweet support he craves at the moment... Kenny or Kyle would be his solution.

Kenny was silent, and listen to him ramble until he was finsiher talking mumble something back for comfort, holding him, rubbing his back, playing softly with his hair, even give small kisses for Stan's sake... Kenny really didn't mind it.
Heck, if needed he'd make out with one of his friends.
15 and not giving a shit, holding a 16 year old who's breaking down. Sounds nice...

But somehow, Kyle did a lot the same, hold him, give those soft, sweet and loving kisses onto his forehead, press them against his forehead, hold his face--wiping away the tears flowing down, once they stopped to have his hair be ruffled up, looking up to see Kyle with a shit eating grin on his face, calling him an idiot, a dork, a dumbass or anything. It made him happy.
It made him feel so special.. and usually longing for Kyle when feeling down. Ranting, screaming everything while Kyle held him, held one hand against the back of his head, having a grip into his hair, holding his head onto his shoulder, while the other hand was running soft circles over the lower part of his back, his shirt pushed up slightly to hit the skin, rubbing softly. Sometimes it'd go higher, and Kyle would scratch his back and Stan would relax even further... It made him feel better.
Kyle, made him feel better.
Kyle, made him feel special...

It made him feel a lot better about the way his hair framed his face, and showed the horrible acne scars onto it, unable to not touch them... Leaving the hair be grown out like that, knowing it wasn't there for nothing...
But the insecurities still won't leave the raven heads mind...

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Kyle said his bye to Ike, giving him a pat on the head with a smile, as he walked out of his house, fixing and playing with his hat, making sure it fits comfortably over his head for the rest of the day. #walking to the bus stop they'd always collect at.