I rested my head on his pudgy shoulder, twiddling my finger around the popcorn box as the movie start playing. Being in relationship with someone that you know all your life makes everything seem common and sometimes complex. My relationship with Eric has some several trustworthy issues and unpredicted arguments, but we've managed to keep our temper down occasionally. Cartman look at me with an elated smile, jostling gumballs in his mouth. "Wanna rent another movie tomorrow after school? We can use your mother's credit card if it's not declined."
I sighed, resignedly. "Dude, we can't use her credit card again. Do I need to remind you about what happened last year?" I warned him, raising my head from his cozy shoulder. Last year, during Christmas Eve, Cartman had overspent my mom's credit card with inadequate Nazi materials and biography video tapes of Hitler on Ebay. Yes, he's still a Hitler worshiper and attempts to exterminate all the Jews despite failing the preparation mission.
Sighing irritably, Cartman replied."Okay, we won't rent any movies online anymore."
I slanted on a cushion beside me, smile gaily at my lover's poignant appearance. I lean closer to him, moving a string of hair away from his thick eyebrow. "Love you." I murmured, pressing my lips on his pudgy neckline, leisurely trailing my hand underneath his crimson flourish trousers. Cartman breathes heavily as he tilts his neck from aside, closing his dark russet eyes while throttle a soft moan.
"God, Stan….you're such a tease."
Short Stanman drabbles. Any request theme for StanxCartman are welcomed.