Counselor, help me. //Style(stanxkyle)

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stan

"my name is kyle broflovski, but you can just call me kyle and ill be your new counselor for the moment."

my heart begins to skip a beat and i watch the young man open his folder and pick out some papers. he's beautiful. the way his red curly hair shapes his face perfectly, the lush green eyes, the way his freckles kissed his skin. now i know why i had the feeling earlier.

"okay since i dont know any of you, i would like start by having everyone tell me their name and why they are here. starting over here on my right."

i completely drown out what everyone is saying all i can think of is this beautiful human being is actually real and here in front of me. i was shot out of my thoughts when i was nudged on my arm.

"oh uh, my name is stan and im an alcoholic." i stare at the ginger as the rest of the group says their shit. i cant stop looking at him, something about him is so intriguing.

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the rest of group goes by pretty fast as some people share their stories. kyle looks over at the time.

"oh well look at the time! alright everyone i hope to all see you back here next week." he smiles, god this boy will be the death of me.

"oh and before everyone leaves i do offer one on one counseling, just come up and talk to me before you go if you're interested," everyone starts to leave but i sit in my seat watching kyle as he writes down some things. he looks up and meets my gaze.

"o-oh, stan you're still here. you can leave now if you want."

"i want one on one counseling." he smiles.

"thats great im always glad to help someone. now we can have the meetings here or at my house. which would you like?"

"your house."

"okay perfect let me give you my card." he reaches into his bag and pulls out a card and hands it to me.
i put it in my pocket.

"so when will be a good day for you?"

"tomorrow."

"okay perfect, im open anytime that day."

"noon?"

"sure." he quickly jots down something before closing his folder.

"ill see you tomorrow stan." he says as he stands up smiling. he reaches his hand out for me to shake. i stand up and take his hand in mine and shake it. his skin is so soft and i want to feel more of him.

we let the handshake go and he shoots another smile my way causing me to smile for the first time in awhile, its been quite a long since someone else has made me smile.

we say our goodbyes as i leave the building. i reach into my pocket and grab my pack of cigarettes and take one out lighting it. my mind is filled with thoughts of kyle, his soft skin, beautiful face. the things i want to do to the boy is ungodly. i smirk getting into my car.

i look at the door to see the ginger walking out getting into his car and drives off. i start my car and begin to drive. i inhale my cigarette wondering where hes going.

i shrug it off because im not going to follow him like a creep. i drive back to my apartment building and park in my registered spot. i turn off the car and get out putting my cigarette out in an ashtray by the stairs. i head up the stairs to my floor.

i walk into my apartment, the smell of liquor and cigarettes hit my nose harshly. i sigh and put my keys on the hook beisde the door and take off my shoes.

i walk into my apartment unsure of what to do next. i decided to clean up a little bit, but first i go to my room and shot a couple of shots real quick. the liquor hardly fazes me as it goes down. i put on some music as i begin to clean up my room.

i take my basket of laundry to my washer and begin to put my dirty clothes in the wash and start it up. i go over to my room and start picking up and throwing away any trash laying around.

my mind wanders off onto the boy i met today. a smile slowly creeps onto my face thinking of his perfect face and body. i quickly snap out of it because how could someone like him like someone like me.

i sigh and head over to my room and go to my liquor bar and pour myself another shot real quick. i shoot it down, feeling the warm sensation go down my body. i get pumped up and head over to my computer and start setting everything up. i turn off the music i had playing earlier. i put on my headphones and start streaming my mind filled with thoughts of a certain ginger haired boy ill be seeing tomorrow.