Kyle woke up in the emergency room, a pretty nurse was wrapping his hand in bandages. She looked at him and smiled.
"Hey, sleepy head. We had to give you thirteen stitches. Good thing your boyfriend saved you." She patted Kyle on the shoulder after she laid his hand back down on the bed. Kyle sat up, groaned from his headache, but he remembered everything and laughed bitterly.
"Actually I got this saving his ass. And he's not my boyfriend."
"Oh, I'm sorry. He mentioned you both got mugged and the way he carried you in I just assumed…He's just so big and you're so…" She was embarrassed.
"I know, it's deceiving. I'm stronger than I look." Kyle smiled sardonically. He was annoyed, but he was used to people thinking he was weak. It was a great advantage though. Suddenly his green eyes widened in realization, just like Cartman likes that everyone thinks he's an idiot…it's to surprise them.
"We contacted your parents, they should be here to pick you up soon." She informed him, picking up her clipboard.
"Oh great." How was he going to explain this to his mother?
"Kyle?" Cartman's voice came from behind the curtain.
"What, fatass?" Kyle all but snapped. It was all Cartman's fault they were in this mess.
"I'm glad you're okay." Cartman walked in now, and the nurse left hurriedly.
"Whatever." Kyle was still very upset with him.
"I want to start over, Kyle. I want to show you I'm not as bad as I seem." Eric sat on the edge of Kyle bed.
"Good luck starting over, everyone's afraid of you, Cartman. Just like you had wanted." Kyle was the kind to be honest, even when it didn't comfort others.
"I just don't want you to be afraid of me." Eric almost whispered, looking so down. Kyle rolled his eyes because Kyle wasn't sure now if this was the real Cartman, or Cartman just trying to act like a wounded puppy.
"I was never afraid of you. I am always wary, but there's a difference." Kyle explained.
"Maybe that's why I always liked you. You didn't put up with my shit and you were there when you thought I was doing the right thing. Like Cartman Burgers. Remember that? We got along so well then."
"Yea, until I found out you farted on the meat. Pretty sick stuff."
"Remember when you saved me from being on Dateline?" Cartman smiled.
"Yea you wanted to blast the Jews on the air." Kyle sighed.
"Remember when you took Nicole to the basketball game and I sang on the megatron screen?" Eric smiled wistfully. Kyle was surprised at his smile, it seemed so genuine. It made Eric look so innocent and pure for a moment.
"Yes. You viciously cock-blocked me." Kyle mused, but then his eyes became sad. Kyle remembered that as huge turning point in his sexuality. Cartman was the first boy to say that he loved him, even if it was to get Token and Nicole together. It was first time at school when the other kids thought he was gay. It was embarrassing but it also felt right. Like he finally got a secret off his chest. He regretted lying to everyone and himself until last year.
"What I sang on there was true." Cartman said.
"No it wasn't, dickhead. We never kissed and or made love or anything. You just wanted to convince her we were a gay couple. You didn't have that interest in me and I didn't have that interest-" Kyle interrupted by Cartman kissing him.
Kyle had only kissed two boys before in his entire life. He kissed Stan when they were kids, just experimenting, but Stan knew right away it wasn't his scene. He kissed Kenny last year before he came out of the closet, they kissed, made out, had mind blowing sex…but it was empty. They were just using each other. Kenny wanted another gay notch in his belt and Kyle just wanted to know for sure he was gay. He was.
Cartman's kissing was awkward, like he had never kissed anyone before. Which was probably the case. Kyle knew he should have been angry. Kyle knew that he shouldn't enjoy this, but he did. Something about taming Eric Cartman excited him, something about showing Cartman, the resident racist and psychopath, how to be romantic was intriguing.
Kyle placed his hands behind Eric's face and pulled him away, ignoring the stinging in his hand.
"I'm sorry." Eric said, his face turning furiously red. Eric wondered if he went too far. He didn't know Kyle's type…he didn't know how to properly seduce him. He thought maybe being forward would excite the Jew. Kyle was the only openly gay kid in the high school, surely he was in desperate need of action. Surely, Kyle was an awkward, nerdy virgin. Surely seducing him would be easy…but maybe…maybe I was wrong? Cartman thought worriedly, looking into Kyle's thoughtful green eyes.
"Someone needs to teach you how to kiss properly, Eric." Kyle smirked, an emerald fire in his eyes. Kyle accepted this challenge. He would tame this beast.
Cartman's eyes widened and his heart flipped when he heard Kyle say his first name. And he felt relief. It worked. The only problem was that Cartman didn't realize that it wasn't just him planning to dominate the other…Kyle had the same idea.
It should have been evident to Cartman then, that Kyle would be a challenge to dominate, because when Kyle brought him in for another kiss…Kyle devoured him.
Cartman didn't know one could kiss like this. It was passionate, it was hot, and they were fighting with their tongues and softy moaning into each other's mouths. This was war.
Suddenly there was a commanding coughing sound, and the boys pulled apart to find the pretty nurse standing there, beet red in the face.
"Um…your parents are here."
"Fuck." They said in unison.
