I know - Kyman Fanfic

Chapter Twenty Three

I woke up at home, in my bed with Cartman beside me. Luckily, I could tell by how we were both dressed, we didn't do anything together. I remember getting slightly tipsy, but my mother picked us up at about 3am. It was 12pm. Great. I've already wasted a lot of the day.

I got up, carefully so I didn't wake up my new boyfriend, to have a shower. It was cold at first, but eventually it heated up. Afterwards I brushed my teeth and got dressed into a casual, loose outfit.

I watched how Cartman fidgeted in bed, slowly reaching to his side. When he realised I wasn't there, he seemed to freak out for a second until he saw me applying some foundation and mascara because I felt like it. He smiled, sitting up to yawn and check his phone.

My mother came up, plate of breakfast and two mugs of coffee in her other hand. Her grin was vast and warm. "Hello boys! I made you some food and drinks before I went off to work. You two have a nice day now!"

"You too mom!" I replied, giving her a hug.

"Thank you, you too." Cartman spoke, yawning straight after.

"So, did you enjoy last night?" I asked.

"Couldn't have been better. At least I didn't get involved in those stupid fights. I just don't remember getting picked up."

"Oh, yeah, you got a bit drunker than me. I think everyone else is still there, and I think Kenny's single again. Poor Butters, having to make out with his ex."

"God, that was the best! It was awkward yet fairly funny." He got up, hugging me from behind as I was seated in a chair. I held his hand in return, leaning my head into his chest. "We didn't do anything..at here or the party did we?"

"Nope! We just kissed. We're still innocent."

"Good. That would be too quick for me. But besides that, do you want to order pizza or something? I'm starving!"

"My mom made us breakfast!"

"Oh, I didn't realise." He took a piece of toast, sitting on the edge of the bed. "So, any plans today?"

"Not at the moment, I was thinking that we could just chill out."

"Sounds like a plan. I feel like chilling out with my favourite person today." I grew red, facing my mirror again. As if I could actually be his favourite person. He pondered in his mind, it looked like, as he started walking around my room. I ignored him, finishing my face off to walk downstairs to see what was on tv.

He followed, surprisingly, with the whole plate of food. He put it on the coffee table and sat next to me, scanning my face. I didn't take note of him, casually going through Netflix to try and find some good enough stuff. I found a random anime then put that on. It was fairly interesting.

Cartman tugged me into a hug, so he was spooning me. I hated being the smaller one. When we were in kindergarten I was taller than him for only a few months. For being the bigger one of the group, he was still taller than Stan.

"I feel bad for leaving our friends at the party." I spoke my mind. He tightened his grip on me, his chin on my head.

"Don't. They'll find their own way here, eventually. They have eachother, remember."

"Yeah. Think they remember us getting together and- wait god I forgot about the hickeys! My mom probably thinks we-"

"Chill! Yes, they're visible. Yes, I went hard on you're neck, but I'm sure she didn't even notice."

"So her looking at my neck as she walked off, isn't her realising we might have..you know?"

"No. Hickeys mean nothing."