Blades Sink Deeper - Kyman Fanfic

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~Sorry if there's errors, I was quick to get this chapter up after writers block :)

Kyle forgot he had homework, so I said goodbye to him at his door then went home myself. I only lived over the road, and as tempted I was to study with him, I decided to pick out an outfit for tomorrow. I heard it's going to rain after school, so I made sure to pack an umbrella and a hoodie. I'd even take a few snacks while I'm at it, Stan's games always get boring eventually.

I got a message from my mother, saying that she'll be home within a week. That didn't give me a clear idea of when she was coming home, though, so I still felt that bit of loneliness kill my excited buzz. I decided to walk to Kenny's, he was free most of the time. As I walked out, I saw Kyle looking down at me calmly, a little smile forming on his face. He opened his window, resting his chin on his hand. "Thanks for paying this time, Cartman. I appreciate it." He called down, leaning forward.

His skin was visibly covered in goosebumps from the cold, and his voice was between wanting so seem grateful then also annoyed. He hated when others paid for him. His skin was fairly pale, showing the faint freckles on his shoulders. To be honest, they were adorable. I always teased him for his features, but I was secretly obsessed with them; especially the red tint he got to his face when he was mad.

"It's fine." I replied, hands in my pockets. "I know you're saving up for that new game, what was it again?"

"It's a sim pack, actually. It's an expansion so it's fairly expensive."

"Maybe I could play it with you sometime." Come on, please? I'm bored out of my mind all the time because the worlds so boring.

"It's a single player game, but sure! We could made some fucked up characters and give them a shitty life."

"Kyle! Language, mister!" I heard Sheila chime through the open window. We both faced eachother, starting to laugh lightly.

"I'm down." I responded, wanting to walk away because I was freezing my ass off. "I'm going to Kenny's now, maybe once you're done working I can come back for you." Come back for him? God, I sounded like a sappy movie scene, someone calling out 'I'll come back for you, I promise.'

"I'll think about it. I'll call you if I decide you can. Have a good time."

"And may you have a good day, sir." I waved then walked off, pulling my hood over my head. As much as I loved talking to Kyle, it was like -2 degrees out here and I wasn't that thick.  The walk to Kenny's was boring, apart from the fact that I could think of my gorgeous crushes smile. It was so pure, yet had a mischievous hint to it. Perfect.

I knocked on Kenny's door, letting myself in afterwards like usual. Karen was playing with her doll, smiling and giggling like she always was. She looked at me after a minute, looking into my eyes. "Kenny's in the back digging a whole for the new swimming pool. Isn't that exciting?!" Her voice was so hyper and high pitched, it was sweet.

"Yes, very Karen. Thank you." I gave her a small wave then walked to the back. Kenny was, for sure, digging a deep whole while measuring it meanwhile. He noticed me instantly, jumping to my body.

"Ericccc!" He chimed, kissing my cheek friendly. I pushed him off playfully as he started licking me, usual Kenny with his shit tricks. "How you been man? I missed you! I've been dying for you to come over and dig a hole with me!" He pointed to the hollowed out earth, purposely sounding enthusiastic as his father probably told him to do it, or else he'd be grounded.

"Ah yes, a hole." I repeated, placing my hands in my hips. "That's kinda an effort so I'll just watch." I sat on his sun bed, enjoying the cold beer beside me. He rolled his eyes then continued, probably warm by the movement. "So, is you're dad out at the pub this early, again?" I knew the answer, ever since his mothers got her new job he's been taking most of it and spent his days in the local pub. He shot me a glare then sighed longingly, laying the blue plastic inside of the ditch.

"Yep. I'm just doing this for Karen, she really wanted a swimming pool. But with our current state, we didn't even have enough to get a small inflatable one. This stuff is just leftovers from the junkyard." It must be hard being this poor, but I never let that thought get the best of me. "How's Kyle?" I grew red instantly. He knew I had the biggest crush on that damn ginger, but then again I did tell him literally everything. He was the only human on earth who understood me and didn't judge.

"He's good. We went out for coffee this morning, he might call me in a few, he said we could play sims. You talking to anyone? A girl?"

"Nah, more like a guy. Who's..already in a relationship. So not really."

"Spill it."

"Craig. I know he loves Tweek, and he'd never go out with me so.."

"True that. He's a loyal guy. Maybe there's someone else you'd be interested in?"

"I'd have to go on tinder or somethin'. Loves too annoying."

"You've got that right." I looked down at my phone, Kyle said he could fit in for me to come over at 6pm. "Wanna play something on you're Xbox? Watching you mope around is heartbreaking."

"Yeah, Karen's not watching Peppa Pig, is she?" I shook my head. "Let's go in then." He put on a fifa football game, both of us playing until it got dark. I needed to start seeing him more, it was hurtful knowing he was in a shit situation anyway. But if it wasn't for me leaving on time, Kevin would have already done it for me. He waddled in through the front door, slurring obscene homophobic and fat shaming sentences that he wouldn't say if he were sober. Kenny kicked me out before I could start a fight, so I was left in the cold.

I forgot my hoodie in there, shit! It was useless trying to get it now. I walked along the path, scrolling through social media as I had nothing better to do. "Fatass!" I heard a voice screech, so I look up. Oh, right, Kyle. I fixed my pouting and hair then smiled up at him. "You look freezing!" He pointed out, I had just noticed my pale goosebumps. I stepped through the door before ruining my chances, nodding welcomely at Ike while he watched a show filled with swearing.

I went up to Kyle's room, avoiding Sheila before she kicked me out for my bad nature. The ginger was on his bed, laptop on his lap. He smiled at me widely, shuffling over so I could be seated next to him. "I was expecting Stan to be over too, or for you to wanna be alone." I said, taking the warm side. His bed was so soft, I could fall asleep now.

"Yeah, well, Stan's our at practice still and needs sleep. Besides, you're growing on me. I mean, you know, you're kinda nicer now. You're more chill." I smiled at that note, leaning into him slightly to look at the screen. He actually liked me? Wow. For so long I thought he hated me, yet I just needed to be a bit nicer and understanding.

"Thanks, I couldn't say the same about you. You've always been nice." He smiled too, turning his attention to the current sim. "So, you can just make whatever you want?"

"Kinda, in a way. You can pick their name, their gender, what they wear, their features, basically we're gods in their world." Gods? Kyle and I? Gods? Ruling over everyone who wronged us? That sounded perfect, normal even.

"You want to make a straight couple then make their lived a living hell until the guy turns out gay?"

"Huh?" Did I just...oh god I spoke my mind. I turned my attention to my lap, trying to make up some dumb excuse. It didn't sound too odd? Did it? Cliche? "Well, if that's what you want. We'll just make that extra character after we do these guys." I looked at his lightly blushed face, looking me in the eye. "Sounds like a cliche love story, but I like it." Yeah, no shit it probably is. Oh well, at least he's happy.

He goes onto making a guy, so specific on how he looks, then just downloads a girl from the gallery. "Do you prefer boys then?" I asked softly, trying not to ruin the calm atmosphere. His dim lit room with candles on his desk were really setting the mood for me, but what could I do? I couldn't let him know I loved him. He nodded after a second, my hands starting to shake. I couldn't help but lean into him more, he smelt like vanilla. It was comforting.

After 5 hours, we were both visibly growing tired, him leaning into me fully. I wrapped my arm around his neck, letting his eyes close. I saved our progress, like he showed me, then put the laptop aside. I let my body settle down, wrapping us both in his duvet. As the window was open, I cuddled up to him tightly.

I don't think I could have fallen asleep faster.