South Park One-Shots

Beachboy - Style

Trigger warning. Swearing, underage drinking and smoking.

I also just want to say that I don't promote underage smoking or drinking (no judgement if you do tho), this is just for entertainment purposes.

Stan's pov

"I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD, ERIC. I'LL TURN THIS FUCKING CAR AROUND. SHUT THE FUCK UP," Kyle yelled as he slammed on the brakes. I choked on a gasp as my body was slammed forward. Kenny and I tried to hold back our laughter as Kyle and Eric yelled at each other. I looked over at Kyle and gently grabbed his wrist.

"Dude, come on. You know that the fatass is just trying to get a rise out of you," I said, trying my best to soothe the angry red head. He turned around to face the road and took a deep breathe, placing his hands back on the steering wheel. I removed my hand from his wrist and grinned as he calmly started driving again. I could only hope that Cartman would keep his mouth shut for the rest of the ride. Eric snickered from the back seat.

"It's not my fault your mom is a big fat bitch."

~~~

Thankfully, we managed to get to Token's house with no injuries. I sighed deeply as I got out of Kyle's car and closed the door. I don't really like parties. The only reason I tag along is to make sure my friends don't get too crazy and do some shit they'll regret. Ususally, they're pretty chill, but when Kyle starts drinking, the entire group gets crazy. Kyle made his way around the car and stood next to me. I looked down at the ground. Everything was quiet, except for the music that I could faintly hear from where we were.

"You okay, Stan?" Kyle asked as he tilted his head closer to me. I looked up at him and smiled softly.

"Yeah, You know how I am about parties." He frowned softly and nodded.

"I know. How about I be the designated sober friend for tonight. Sound good?" I thought for a moment. It might be nice to let loose for once. Maybe have a few drinks, play some stupid party games. Just be a teenager for once. I smiled again and nodded.

"Yeah, sounds good." He smiled down at me and gently tugged me into the house.

~~~

I held back a cough as I tried to hold in the smoke. I had never smoked weed before, but I knew what I was supposed to be doing. Kenny looked up at me and grinned. I exhaled the remaining smoke and coughed a bit more, unsure of how I felt about this.

"Okay, dude. Since this is your first time smoking, it might take a bit for this to kick in, but this is also kind of shitty weed so you can definitely smoke some more and be fine." I nodded at him and took another hit from the joint, handling it much better the second time. It went on like that for a while, Kenny and I passing the joint back and forth for a bit. After about ten minutes or so, it kicked in. My mouth suddenly felt very dry and I couldn't feel my limbs. My head felt fuzzy as I leaned into the chair I was sitting in. I giggled to myself as I almost tipped the chair over.

"Kenny, I feel weird." Kenny laughed and looked over at me. He looked happy, genuinely happy. I don't think I had ever seen him like this. That made me frown. I didn't want to think about how sad life is and how sad all of my friends are, how sad I am. I quickly stood up, holding onto the arm of the chair so I wouldn't fall.

"I wanna talk to Kyle," I said as I started walking towards the door. Kenny quickly stood up and walked towards me.

"Okay, I'll help you find him. Don't want ya getting lost," he chuckled, causing us both to erupt into fits of laughter. As we walked downstairs to look for Kyle, I couldn't stop giggling to myself over the dumbest shit. Kenny gently grabbed my arm and pulled me outside. I quietly gasped as the cold air hit my arms. I hadn't worn a jacket to the party seeing as it was very warm earlier. I held onto Kenny's arm as I looked up at the night sky. The stars were so beautiful. But why were they moving?

I looked down and remebered that Kenny was making me walk with him. I giggled as I realized that made a lot more sense than the stars moving. I smiled excitedly as we finally saw Kyle sitting with the goth kids, smoking a cigarette.

"Kyle!" I shouted happily as I ran up to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, shoving my face into his chest. He dropped his cigarette from the impact and quietly wrapped his arms around me.

"Heeeey, Kyyyle," I heard Kenny say nervously. Why was he nervous? I felt fucking great, he should too.

"What did you do to Stan?" Kyle asked sharply.

"I may have gotten him a bit too high for his first time smoking. But he should be fine as long as he's with someone he knows and trusts," Kenny said quickly. Kyle sighed deeply, which felt weird to me because I still had my head on his chest. I giggled softly and Kyle pulled me closer.

"Thanks for bringing him to me, Kenny."

"Well, duh. Stan told me to," Kenny said as he started walking back inside. Kyle gently pried his body away from mine, causing me to whine.

"I'm so cold and you're so warm." Kyle smiled softly and quietly took off his jacket, handing it to me. I smiled brightly as I quickly slipped into the warm jacket. Kyle was a little bit taller than me so the jacket was slightly big on me. I didn't mind. I really didn't mind since it smelt like his cologne. I happily sighed. By now, the goth kids had already went back inside, leaving me and Kyle alone. Kyle sat down against Token's house and patted the spot next to him. I practically fell next to him. Kyle pulled out his cigarettes and silently offered me one. I put the cigarette in my mouth and leaned closer to him. He lit it for me. I inhaled a bit too quickly, causing me to choke on the smoke. Kyle patted my back, trying to help me. I eventually stopped coughing and started laughing.

"Sorry about that. I can't feel my body." Kyle looked at me, slightly concerned. I shook my head at his concern. "It's a good feeling," I mumbled as I rested my head on his shoulder. I took a drag off my cigarette and exhaled, trying to smoke like a normal person. This felt nice, being here with him. My best friend. My crush.

I quickly sat up at that thought, having no idea where it had come from. What the hell?

"Stan, are you okay?" Kyle asked softly. I looked up at him and was met with his concerned emerald eyes. They were so pretty. They made his freckles really stand out. I couldn't believe I had never noticed how pretty Kyle is. I snapped out of it when he gently grabbed my wrist, realizing I had not answered his question yet.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I mumbled as I looked away from him. I didn't know what to think or how to feel. It made sense that I would call him my crush. I think I've always known that I like him, I was just in denial of my sexuality. Maybe. I'm not sure. This is so confusing.

"Kyle, I love you, man," I said quickly as I looked back up at him. He blushed lightly but chuckled.

"I love you, too, dude," he replied. He didn't understand.

"No. Like, I love love you. I'm in love with you. Like, I wanna have your kids." Kyle blushed profusely and laughed.

"Stan, you're a boy," he said softly. I looked down, thinking.

"Oh yeah," I mumbled. "But that's not the point. I've been in love with you since we were kids. I've just never had the courage to accept that and tell you and shit," I finished. I felt so stupid. Oh god, I shouldn't have said anything. He's so going to reject me. I should just leave. I quickly stood up but got dizzy and almost fell. Kyle stood up with me and grabbed my shoulders, holding me steady. I wanted so badly to look away, but I couldn't. His eyes met mine and I felt myself melt into a puddle of love. I hope he doesn't reject me.

"Stan," he finally said. "I love you, too, man." I felt my cheeks heat up as a smile spread across my face. Kyle's hands gently cupped my cheeks as he pulled me closer.

"Can I ki-" I cut him off by pressing my lips to his, closing my eyes. Kyle relaxed into the kiss as I pulled him closer to me. I really love this boy.

Teehee, I actually kinda like this one. It's a bit longer than the others, I'm sorry, but I'm actually kinda proud of how this one turned out.

Anyways, I hope you liked it. Feel free to point out any errors or give me constructive criticism, it is greatly appreciated :)