Hey everyone! This is my first story, so I'm reallyyy nervous. I hope it's not too cliché or boring. And I want to give a special shout-out to ChapeauVert, Onigiri Reject, and TripleS-18 for writing such amazing CartmanxKyle stories and inspiring me to attempt my own. Thanks guys!
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"Fuck you, fatass! I hate you so much, you have no idea!" Kyle screamed in a rage that had obviously been building up for days.
Cartman opened his mouth to respond with one of his usual witty retorts, but Kyle had already stormed off. For once in his life, Cartman was utterly perplexed.
"All I did was call him a stupid Jew, just like everyday. Why the fuck is this any different?" Cartman wondered aloud now that he was alone since Stan and Kenny had run after Kyle.
Although Kyle always had some sort of angry response to Cartman's endless tormenting, he had never flipped out completely over one of Cartman's more trivial comments. This was new and Cartman wasn't sure what to make of it.
"If only you knew, Kahl. If only you knew."
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Once he had managed to escape Stan and Kenny, Kyle locked himself in his room. He appreciated his friends' concern, but he just wished they could understand that he wanted to be alone right now. What had come over him? He always prided himself on being a rational person, but his recent outburst at Stark's Pond was anything but rational. If he was going to get so worked up over one of Cartman's offensive insults, why didn't he wait until Cartman said something more, well, intense? Kyle had to admit that it was odd that Cartman had simply settled on "Stupid Jew." He hadn't even added a "fucking" in there for emphasis. But perhaps the most confusing thing to Kyle at the moment was why he even cared so much. Didn't Cartman insult him every day of his life?
Why am I so upset over this? Why does it matter? I just… unless….
Before he could stop it, sudden realization came crashing down on Kyle. And whether he was willing to admit it or not, it was a realization that he had been suppressing for years.
No…! I can't be. That's impossible.
Some would call it denial, but Kyle would call it common sense, seeing how something like this was totally unrealistic… right? He tried to shake the thought from his mind, but he couldn't seem to fight it.
Holy shit. I'm in love with Eric fucking Cartman.
Immediately it all made sense. Why he felt so hurt by their pointless banter. Why he shivered uncomfortably whenever Cartman made any physical contact with him whatsoever. And most of all, why he hated the way Cartman treated him, yet couldn't bare the thought of Cartman not acknowledging him at all.
This was bad. Very bad. Even if Kyle could admit his feelings to himself, he could never ever tell Cartman. The reason for this was quite simple…
"He could never feel the same way," Cartman said to Clyde Frog.
Clyde Frog appeared to have no response to this statement.
"'Ey, don't call me a dumbass, you stuffed piece of shit!"