"𝐈'𝐌 𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍! 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧!" "𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐓 𝐔𝐏! 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆! 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄!!" •~• Stan hasn't been himself. Actually he hasn't ever really been himself since 6th grade. Always quite. Distant. Cold. Spaces out and just out of it in general. Even more than Kenny. Kyle began to grow more concerned over the years. Until one, faithful, accidental walk in that might answer all of his questions. Or, maybe, raise even more. Stan x Kyle = S T Y L E TW: talks of sexual assault of a child. Grooming. Under age drinking. Under age drug use. Possible smut (if any probably just kissing) self harm. Thoughts of suicide. Strong language. Angst. I mean the list goes on. It's south park what did you fucking expect?? This is going to be a pretty short fanfic. Maybe. Anyways uhm- Enjoy...💗