South Park really is a beautiful town. Its streets lay hidden under a blanket of sparkling snow. The stars are shining brightly through the hazy, navy sky. It's a sight you can't get anywhere else.

But Kyle doesn't notice this.

His feet quickly throw around the glittering snow. His path, his mission, is lit only by those dazzling stars overhead. He manoeuvres around buildings until finally the hotel comes into view.

And there's Wendy.

Kyle's run turns into a jog, then a walk. He stops several feet away from her, afraid to get any closer. She lifts her head and catches his eye. She sneers.

He wants to ask, Where's Stan? But there's something in her eyes that says, 'drop it.' Don't even think about bringing him up.

Kyle sways on his feet slightly, struck by his indecision. Cock blocked by an angry chick. But through the tense atmosphere, something changes. Wendy smiles at him.

She walks slowly over to Kyle and places a hand on his shoulder. He can't help but flinch at her touch. She leans close to his ear; her hot breathe stands out against the cold air.

"We've been friends for a long time, Kyle. But..." She pauses, letting out an irritated sigh. "If I want something, I'll take it. You'll see." She pats his shoulder and continues to walk past him. Kyle watches her retreating form in awe. She glances over her shoulder, giving him a wink and a large smile. "No hard feelings," she tells him before turning the corner and disappearing from view.

She's pretty and smart, and next to unstoppable when she gets determined. And what should win, Wendy's stubbornness or Kyle's?

*.*.*

Stan's alone in the hotel room. His vacant eyes stare blankly at the floor. It's only when I close the door behind me with a quick slam that Stan even notices my presence. He looks up at me through watery eyes.

One of his cheeks looks red, like he's been slapped.

I can't say anything. I make my way towards him and sit beside him on the bed. With a shaky and uncertain hand, I reach up towards his face and cradle the bruise in my fingers.

He recoils slightly before relaxing into my palm. I'm about to take away my hand, but as I start to slide it off his face, he places his hand on top of my own. He holds it in place and the warmth is overwhelming.

I pull away and walk towards the door, only to turn around at the last second. Stan's watching my every move. His stare is burning my skin and the silence is deafening me.

Any second my heart will explode. And wouldn't that suck for the maid?

Stan's still not saying anything, and his stare is unmoving. I look away several times, trying to gather my thoughts. It's like trying to hold water in my hands. These water droplets keep disappearing.

"So, where's Wendy?" I ask, already knowing the answer. Finally he breaks his gaze and there's a huge gap of emptiness.

"She's gone, Dude. It didn't work out."

If I want something I'll take it. You'll see.

It takes me a total of five seconds to embarrass myself.

"I want you to have me," I tell him.

. . .

What did I just say? Did it come out right?

Oh, shit. Stupid Kenny.

*.*.*

I scoot closer to the end of the bed and lean forward in anticipation. Did he just say what I think he said?

He scratches the back of his neck in a nervous motion. A deep blush covers his face.

"Sorry, Dude." I don't know what he's apologizing for.

If I didn't have any self control, I'd throw him on this bed. My hands would roam every inch of his body. I would have him shaking beneath me.

I'd get him to scream my name.

"Stan?" He questions me quietly. I shake my head, desperate to shake away those thoughts.

"Wha – Uh..." is my brilliantly put-together response. He seems to frown at this, shaking his head and dropping his gaze to his feet.

"I'm sorry," he whispers. Again with the damn apologies. "It was stupid of me to say. I honestly didn't know what I was thinking but, I had to say something. I had to say it. It's my present to you." As much as he tries to hide his face, I can see the tears fall. The sight rips at my heart. He mumbles to himself, and it almost sounds as if he's asking, "Am I worth it?"

I slip off the bed.

My legs move before I can even think. Everything's in slow motion now.

I'm walking towards him. It takes four large strides and I'm right in front of him. I reach out my hands to cup his face, and gently lift his head to gaze into his eyes. Those amazing green eyes stare back at me.

And my body's going numb now.

His crimson curls. His dishevelled uniform. His rosy cheeks and tiny freckles. It's enough to make me go mad.

The world is spinning slowly beneath my feet.

I glance at his lips, then back into his eyes. He's stopped crying.

I lean forward. Closer and closer.

His hot breath comes out unevenly and ruffles my bangs. The world has stopped spinning now.

My lips press against his, sending waves of sensation all over my body. He kisses me back shyly.

He wraps his arms around my hips and holds me tight against his body. He opens his mouth, inhaling sharply, and I take this chance to glide my tongue along his bottom lip.

He moans.

I would have completely lost control right then and there if he hadn't broken the kiss, looked me in the eyes and ask,

"So, you like me, right?" I'm far too stunned to even speak, so I just nod my head. "Why didn't you say something? Why couldn't you tell me what was in your heart?" Oh, Kyle, always so poetic. I feel a sly grin tug at the corner of my mouth.

"I don't always have to use words," I tell him before swooping in for another kiss.


The End


A/N: YES! They got together, they finally got together! So... now what?

Want to follow Stan and Kyle as they continue their relationship, get physical ;D deal with the crazy town of South Park, finish high school, and go to college? YOU DO?

Good.

Stayed tuned for, 'It's Not That Simple,' A South Park fan fiction where things aren't really that simple... :P As for Wendy, I like her. So I already have plans for her in the sequel.

Thank you so much for all the reviews and to those who've stuck with me from the beginning. It means a lot to me. :) Thanks for putting up with the long updates too. I'm working on a novel at the same time, but it's summer break and I will stand behind my fanfictions!

Peace out!