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Title: Number Thirty-Two: Night
Summary: Kyle is not a fan of being woken up in the middle of the night. Style
Warnings: Yaoi Cussing PWP (Kinda)OOC
Couple: StanKyle
Written By: Shino
Inspired By: Poltergeist III
Comments: Ugh, reminds me of something I wrote a few days ago. The 'Food' one.
Note: Really, really short.
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Number Thirty-Two: Night
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"Man, this is ganna kick!" Stan grinned, drinking some of the Miller in his hand, careful not to let any of the cans he was holding in the other, fall.
Kyle glowered sourly at the ground, three bags of chips cradled in his arms. "It better. I mean, you snuck INTO my room, in the middle of the night, coaxed me into going to a PARTY, in the middle of the night, snuck me OUT, in the middle of the night, dragged me to a 7-Eleven for BEER and CHIPS, in the middle of the night, and now we're walking around with NO purpose, in the middle of the night." Closing his mouth with a soft clack, Kyle picked up his pace. "Where ARE we going?"
Stan stopped in his tracks. "Huh," He paused and looked skyward. "I think it's at Token's."
Stopping also, Kyle turned and gave Stan a disbelieving stare. "You don't even KNOW where we're GOING?" Kyle's head drooped. "I can't believe I let myself be pulled out of bed for this. To think, I thought he was trying to be ROMANTIC." He muttered the last part to himself bitterly.
Dropping his head back down, Stan pouted in the direction of the muttering red-head as he started walking off again. Trotting up beside the other he leaned close and whispered. "Wanna skip the party and watch the sunrise?"
"Hmm," Kyle tried to force his growing smile to be a frown but only half managed. "I don't know." He glanced up at the other, one side of his mouth tweaked up into a small grin. "Do you know where that is?"
Grinning broadly, Stan advanced on the other until he had the Jew pressed against a car. Pressing closer, he kissed the Kyle. Instantly after, one of Kyle's bags popped and had both of them laughing. "Maybe we should just walk together forever." He eased up a little, but stayed close enough for their noses to touch.
Kyle stifled his giggles and let a teasing smile pull at his lips. "Maybe we should."
"Well," Stan started, moving away. "Shall we?" Winking at the other, he made a bow, just to drop some Coke. He picked them up, to see that none were broken.
Kyle mocked a curtsy and, with a slight bounce, started walking. "Yes, we shall."
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AND THEY WALKED OFF INTO THE GAYEST SUNSET EVAH.
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Sorry, this is all I can write now. ;-;
I feel bad cause I promised pK a 'M' ChristopheGregory ficcu by Thursday (today in my world) And all I'm inspired to write is fluff and stupid things like this. D:
INSPIRATION PLEASE:D
AND, I'm leaving on Monday to go see Rosie (my sister), Shelli (my other sister), Nicole (Shelli's baby), and Greg (Rosie's hubby – Oh, I've never met Greg before D:) So that means, like, no typing for EIGHT DAYS.
D:
I'm ganna die!
Ooo, wait, the icing on the cake. I'm not going to be able to see my Wife before I leave!
:curls up and dies:
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