Title: Early morning greetings
Author: Zel
Pairing: Cartman/Kyle
A/N:Hi, I'm a newbie and I come in peace. (and with a fic) Oh and this is a little future fic.
I already posted an old version of this on LJ and I thought I'd share this new version on the folks .
I really hope you guys like it.
Summary: Kyle has never liked alarm clocks.
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Ever since he could remember, Kyle has never liked alarm clocks. It would be over the top to say he hated the things so a strong dislike would be the right word.
Alarm clocks were loud and they woke people up.
Ok...he knows that it's the alarm clock's job to wake people up.
But Kyle thinks there are better ways to wake up to.
He doesn't get why anyone would want loud, obnoxious, buzzing or ringing to be the first thing they hear in the morning.
Kyle prefers to be woke up in a different way.
Like when he used to be a kid his mom would whisper a gentle "good morning, sweetie."and he'd get a good morning kiss. (He loved it when his mom was just being his mom and wasn't being, well, a bitch.)
Or when it's the weekends or the holidays and he was allowed to sleep in, his dad would be the one to wake him up with a soft, "come on sport, you can't stay in bed all day." along with gentle tugging of his blanket. Sometimes he appreciates laughter first thin in the morning, like how his little brother Ike would wake him up by jumping on his bed. He'd pretend to be asleep the first five seconds and then when the Canadian's guard was down, Kyle would get his brother with a tickle attack.
Yes, Kyle definitely believes that there are way better ways to wake up.
Especially if it's form the people you care about.
Whether it's a gentle greeting form his mom, a playful scold from his dad, and a full blown attack form his little brother.
Or soft, gentle kisses along his naked 24 year old body. Small nips on his shoulder neck and ear.
A soft whisper of "mornin' JEW."Opening his eyes and seeing the face of the man he used to "hate" when he was a kid.
Years passed and their banters turned to friendly rivalry, which turned into camaraderie, which turned into real friendship, which evolved to, well, love.
How the hell that happened? No one knows!
It just did.
The truth is both of them are glad that it did.
Specially Kyle (but don't tell Eric that!)
Because out of the ways the people have waked him up he cared about.
Being woke up by Eric Cartman was the best, fucking, way.
Seeing the sexy smirk on his lover's face, his tousled brown hair, and the look of love in his brown eyes was the best thing to wake up to.
Yeah, Kyle never did like alarm clocks.
Cause there are so much better ways to wake someone up.
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A/N: Um...well that was my first attempt in SP fic. A Cartyle nonetheless.
Yeah, I know it was a little OOC. (And by little I mean a lot!) But hey their adults here so let's pretend that they changed through the years.
Well that's all!