KYLE
"That was fucked up Kyle," says Butters folding his arms. I stare out the window as Stan walks down the street. I don't give a fuck how Butters really feels. Stan and I have something going on between us. Sure we haven't spoken since California but it is still there….
"You're just mad because you weren't fast enough," I reply. We have this code between us. If one of us is interested in anyone we call dibs. Most of the time Butters is the one acting quickly.
"What are you guys talking about?" asked Tweek. Tweek scratches his shaggy blonde hair. Tweek and I are about the same height. When Kenny went away to college to Tweek and Butters became my two best friends. Tweek and I are bi while Butters is straight up gay, no offense.
"Kyle totally cock blocked me on that guy," he pouts.
"That Stan guy?" asked Tweek. "Gah, he is pretty cute." Tweek gives me a look that lets me know he knows not to say anything about Stan and I sleeping together previously. I'm still looking out of the window as Stan stops walking turning around. I know he can't see me all the way up here, but I feel guilty looking away.
"I know….."says Butters. "I definitely wanted to fuck him."
"Well you can't," I reply. "He's…he's different." There is no way I can let Butters have Stan. I mean sure Stan can date who he wants but definitely not Butters.
"I thought he was into Wendy for a second," says Tweek shaking a little.
"He was being polite I think," I reply. "I mean he was telling me how he likes to take showers when he leaves parties." Tweek raises an eyebrow. "Exactly. He didn't make fun of me…" Butter's growls tossing back the reminder of his drink walking away pushing his way through the crowd. I sigh. "I almost feel so bad about that….."
"Don't," says Tweek softly. "Butters always gets the guys. You should be able to have this one. Besides we all know Butters isn't capable of being in a relationship." As I said before Butters is known for hooking up. I nod my head spotting Kenny on his couch making out heavily with Bebe. I roll my eyes. Yeah, he's getting laid tonight.
"Thanks, Tweek," I reply. "I appreciate you supporting the feelings I have for Stan." I drink some more from my cup when I spot Craig. "Tweek, Tweek! He's here!" I begin slapping his arm to get his attention. Tweek looks around blushing deeply when he spots Craig. Tweek and I are both really shy. He is also a very clean person which is why I love him as a roommate. I'm so glad I went with him instead of Butters as a roommate.
"Shhh….." says Tweek. "He….he might hear you."
"Over this music," I scoff. "I doubt it. Um maybe this is the best time to tell him you're into him…." I can see Tweek freaking out already. "Relax buddy, you don't have to do anything."
"So easy for you to say since you got Stan's number," he replies. Not really. I'm super nervous to even text him. "Y-you also know that Stan likes you too." Well he has a point there. Stan has been very upfront about his feelings towards me. I glance at Craig standing in his jock like glory. He played basketball in high school and college. He has been playing for the NBA for over a year. He still likes to come around us from time to time. Lucky for us he is not one of the well-known players on the team, at least not yet.
"That's not it…" I mutter feeling bad for Tweek. His feelings for Craig have grown over the years. Although they have never been more than just friends I know he loves him. "I just know Craig is not around as much. You should try and you know…connect with him….." Craig's tall ass spots us making his way across the room.
"Hey," says Craig. "How is it going? Tweek where the fuck you been?"
"Running my parents coffee shop," he replies playing with the hem of his shirt. "The commute is a total bitch." Tweek shakes from nerves.
"I keep telling you to stop being so nervous around me," says Craig rubbing Tweek's hair messing it up. "You guys trashed or what, your faces are so red." It's probably flushed because we were talking about guys we are totally into right now.
"It's hot as fuck in here Craig," I state. "What do you think of Kenny's place?" Craig shrugs.
"Mine is bigger," he smirks. I shake my head. Craig got an advancement when he signed with his team for 4 years. All I can say is I hope his ass can budget. "Still for Kenny this isn't too bad." Considering that Kenny grew up a shack like home this is a huge improvement. I look up to see Token jumping on Craig's back. "The fuck!" Token gets down laughing as Craig turns around to face him.
"Hey man," says Token. "Where the fuck you been stranger?" Clyde is walking up with his drink.
"You know how it is," says Craig. "I see you're doing good."
"You can say that…." says Token with his voice trailing off. "Is that Nichole?" I follow his gaze and sure enough she is over there partying it up with Red and Annie, oh shit. Clyde puts his hand on Token's shoulder when he smacks it away.
"Don't do it man….."warns Craig. Token ignores Craig walking over as we follow knowing this could get nasty.
"Nichole," says Token with some base in his voice. "What the fuck you doing here?" Nichole rolls her eyes.
"I'm enjoying the party," she replies.
"Who the hell is watching our son?" he asks.
"Calm all that attitude down," says Nicole now stopping her dancing. "My mother is watching him….."
"Why are you always putting him off on your mom!" exclaims Token.
"Tok, I'm not doing this in front of an audience," says Nichole.
"Fine," says Token grabbing her by the arm dragging her.
"Really!" she exclaims as he pulls her. "Get the fuck off of me." Token ignores her yanking her into Kenny's spare room. Token is not violent or rough with Nichole, but they have this love hate relationship that is insane. Token and Nichole are both very responsible but all it took was one time with the condom breaking and she got pregnant. Nicole spent our senior year pregnant and gave birth on prom night. Things were fine until Token went off to college which left Nicole with their son all the time. A year and a half later Nicole got tired of doing everything for their son alone. She started to rely on her parents to help more and Token didn't like that. No offense, it takes more than just money to raise a child.
"They will be okay," says Clyde. "I don't know why she likes doing this to him."
"Him?" questions Red swinging her long red wavy hair over her shoulder. "He treats her like she can't have a life, what the hell?" Red…..she just looks weird to me. For her 21st birthday she got a boob job so now she looks not real to me. I have nothing against plastic surgery, but I prefer the more natural look, that is all I'm saying.
"Stay out of it Red," says Craig. "It has nothing to do with you."
"You guys speak on it all the time," says Red rolling her neck.
"No, we don't," defends Clyde. "We mostly try to keep Token from going off the deep end. You on the other hand entertain Nichole's bullshit."
"Are you fucking serious?" scoffs Red.
"Tweek," I reply. "I think I'm ready to go…" Craig hears this turning to Tweek immediately.
"I just got here," he states. "You're staying right?" I smile on the inside. Craig has to like him in some kind of way. It's so hard to tell. I do know Craig made it clear he is not into guys but I see otherwise but I'm not going to poke the bear. Tweek shivers before nodding yes.
"It's cool," I reply patting Tweek's shoulder. "Craig you will be dropping him back off home, right?" Craig tilts his.
"No Kyle," he snorts. "I'm going to leave him on the streets." I roll my eyes making my way over to Kenny. God he is still going at it with Bebe.
"Kenny, I'm leaving," I reply. Kenny doesn't stop kissing Bebe but waves goodbye. I pull out my keys to get in the SUV. Being in the city I like to be ready. I have a Taser and pepper spray. I would carry a gun took if I had the money to buy one. Sorry I don't trust these city folks. I get down to the parking garage getting inside my Kia Sorento. I don't need an SUV but it has come in handy when I go out with friends. I leave the parking garage with my stomach growling like crazy. "Guess I should get something to eat." I think of what is open. There is 24 hour diner that actually has good food. I head that way since it is along the way home. It is now 3:30am so I manage to get a parking space up front. I lock my doors heading inside looking around for somewhere to sit. I spot Stan in a corner reading on his phone as he sips a coffee. My heart starts beating so fast I feel like I might have a panic attack. Stan looks up as if he knows I'm there. He locks eyes with me waving at me causally. I shyly wave back with him motioning me to come over.
"What are you doing here?" he asks. "Having an early breakfast too?"
"Um no I'm just hungry," I mutter. Stan chuckles clearly amused.
"Sit down," says Stan. "I mean if you want." I do, I really want to sit down. I swallow hard trying to calm down. It's not like Stan is a total stranger.
"You left a while ago," I reply joining him. "I thought you would be home showering." I cover my face, god damnit. "I mean I just thought you would be home." Stan grins at me.
"I would have been if I was up for cooking," says Stan. I nod in agreement. "You're really shy. No need to be embarrassed around me." I blush harder hating that he noticed that. I am trying not be so easily flustered but I like him. A lot. I don't know if he really likes me or the guy I pretended to be in California. "It's okay, I use to be shy but living in Cali changed that." He chuckles lightly. "You saw how I was out there. It's just weird seeing you blush so easily after everything we have been through." I stare at him blushing deeper as I recall our intimate moments together.
"How long you been here?" I asked flipping my curls to the side.
"A couple of months," he replies. "I'm the one who found that place for Kenny."
"Nice place," I reply. "It was right in his budget."
"I know," says Stan. "He was completely clueless. I did a better job than him getting set up out here." I chuckle.
"That's Kenny for you," I reply as the waiter walks over. "So you have been here a couple of months…" Stan looks at me and it looks like he doesn't really want to tell me.
"Yeah more like six months," he finally says. I hide the sadness that I feel.
"Nice," I reply to downplay how hurt I am.
"I tried to find you on Facebook," says Stan. "I couldn't find your profile."
"Oh!" I reply. I shut down my Facebook after some shit went down. I almost want nothing to do with social media at all. I still have my twitter and Instagram, but I barely post on there. I see a server finally reaching our table.
"Hello," he says a little flatly. "My name is Bryce, what can I get for you?"
"Can I have just bacon and 2 eggs," I ask. "OJ too." Bryce nods.
"Is this together?" he asks.
"Yes," says Stan speaking up for me. I'm flattered hiding my smile.
"I will have that right out," he replies walking away. Stan looks at me beaming a little.
"So Kyle," he says slowly. "I don't know a lot about you….."
"Not much to know….." I reply not knowing what to say. We talked but we didn't talk talk the last time I seen him unless speaking in tongues counts.
"I'll start then," chuckles Stan. "I'm Stanley Marsh, liked to be called Stan. I'm 23 years old, my favorite color is red. I love all the marvel movies, like seriously all of them. I always buy their movie tickets in a pre-sale. I'm really into alternative music but the lyrics have to mean something for me to really get into them. I have one older sister; my parents are divorced. Uh….let's see, despite me going to parties I actually like relaxing at home when I can. Yeah I think that about covers it." I wasn't even expecting to hear that much. "Your turn."
"Oh right," I reply. "I'm Kyle Broflovski, 23 years old, my favorite is orange. Um….I like to do a lot of reading, rather it is kindle or auto books. I have a younger brother Ike who is adopted and he gets on my nerves." This causes Stan to laugh. "I actually get dragged to a lot of parties thanks to Kenny or Butters."
"I see," says Stan. "What is Butter's story?" I feel my heart fall. He doesn't like Butters does he? Why is he asking about him? I mean sure he said he is into me but how can I be so sure. "I'm not interested in Butters. He is cute but I'm not interested in him."
"H-how did you know?" I stammer.
"It was all over your face," replies Stan. "I'm going to be straight forward, I like you. I want to get to know you more than I already do. I asked for your number for reason."
"Why me?" I ask curiously. Stan looks at me blushing for the first time.
"It's hard to explain…" he replies before taking a sip of his coffee. "I want you to know I don't just ask anyone out. Unlike Kenny I can't do the whole random hook up thing. Well, minus us back in Cali." My cheeks begin to heat up matching Stan's I'm sure.
"I know," I reply. "I know you aren't like that." Stan nods seeming to relax a little. Makes me wonder did he not have sex since he was with me. "I'm not saying hook ups are bad but too often is a bit much. That is why Tweek my roommate is perfect. Butters…yeah I can't deal with waking up, leaving my room and there is some random dude in there."
"I would be seriously disturbed," says Stan. "Kenny being my roommate he would at least do his best to keep me from seeing his company." Stan begins to smile. "I won't count this as a first date so you still owe me." I chuckle thinking we are way beyond first date.
"Okay," I reply as the server sits down my meal. I eat with Stan talking about the latest Avengers movie. We decide to go see Deadpool 2 for our first date. Stan pays for the meal before we head outside. I really don't want our night to end. I haven't seen him so long and it's nice to be in his presence again. "You live close to here?"
"Yup," he replies. "Just one more block."
"I can uh drop you off home if you want?" I offer. Stan appears to be thinking about my offer. Deep down I know we will probably end up doing more. I'm doing my best to keep my hormones in check.
"I don't know…." he says surprising me.
"Wha….." I say before closing my mouth.
"It's not you," he replies. "I just would want you to hang out for a while." I look at him unsure of what to say.
"Hang out at almost 5am?" I question. I chuckle a little to break the nervous energy that has slightly developed.
"What?" asks Stan. "This is a sleepover. The sun isn't even up yet." That actually makes me laugh.
"Well…" I say pulling out my keys. "I haven't seen the second Thor movie."
"Oh, hell yes, you're coming over," says Stan causing me to laugh.