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Stan's house.
Stan stood there in their front window, his stomach turning over and over as he saw Kyle walking up the street and talking with Kenny. He was a bundle of nerves. He's never really felt like this around Kyle before, but something about the prospect of being only meters away from him for the next week or so, made him feel very nervous for some reason. He didn't know whether it was to do with his feelings, or just nerves, plain and simple. Kyle waved at him, so he waved back.
He stood there a few moments longer, watching Kyle and Kenny approach their house. "Oh man, is Kenny going to be coming in too? I was hoping to get a little while alone with Kyle. Oh Don't be an Ass, Stan. You'll have plenty of time with Kyle over the week" He thought.
He had to think and move quickly as he saw Kyle walking up the garden path towards the house. He had to try and get his nerves together before Kyle saw him, and he had only seconds to do this. He raced to the door and opened it just as Kyle banged the mud off his Green boots.
"Hey Stan" Kyle beamed.
Stan Swallowed hard "Hey dude" he replied. "You gonna come in or are you just going to stand there and bake to death?" he asked, Motioning Kyle into the house, although he was tempted to reach out and grab his hand to bring him in.
"Thanks" Kyle walked in, took off his jacket and hat, letting his Alban bangs fall into his eyes, before brushing them back. Stan's mind went off into it's own world, Imagining what Kyle would look like if he took more off. Stan had seen Kyle without a shirt on before, that was certainly nothing new to him, since they went swimming in Stark's pond all the time, and he really did find Kyle attractive, but he realised at that point, he'd never seen Kyle fully naked, so he started undressing Kyle with his eyes. Slowly taking his shirt off, and admiring his firm and semi-toned torso, then he un-clipped his belt, letting his trousers drop to the floor, and finally, He slowly pushed his boxer shorts down, letting everything show in his minds eye. He stood there, smiling and admiring Kyle's beautiful body. Stan stood there smiling stupidly at him without even realising he was doing so. "What?" Kyle asked.
Stan's mind came back to reality. "Oh, Nothing" He smiled. "Wanna put your stuff upstairs?" Stan pointed up the stairs
"Sure" Kyle replied and followed Stan as he went up the stairs then into his room.
Stan's room was not the tidiest of rooms in the world, but it wasn't exactly unbelievably messy either. There was a pile of stuff on his desk next to his computer, clothes on the floor, and the less said about what was under his bed, the better. Other than that, the room wasn't too bad. Stan pointed to a camping bed that was set up a few feet away from his own. "I set up an extra bed in here. Do you want that one or do you want the proper bed?"
Kyle felt a little bit embarrassed that Stan had offered his bed for Kyle to sleep in, so he chose the camping bed "I'll take this one, if that's ok with you" he said, dropping his bag on it and sitting down.
"Fine by me" Stan Smiled, sitting down on his own bed, facing Kyle "So what do you want to do? I didn't exactly make any plans" Stan turned a little bit red
Kyle laughed "You aren't exactly the most organised person in the world, are you?" he said, sitting next to Stan and elbowing him playfully.
Stan just smiled weakly as his stomach growled "How about we head out and get something to eat?" Stan suggested
"Yeah! Then lets see if there is anything on at the cinema!" Kyle sounded excited
Stan stood up and walked over to his desk, then started hunting through the draws. "For Fuck sake, where's my wallet?" Stan cursed. Kyle got up and started looking around for Stan's missing wallet.
Stan started to get worried "I had fifty bucks in there. Where the hell did I put it?" he said as he bent down into the bottom draws of his desk.
Kyle turned around and noticed there was a square bulge in Stan's back trouser pocket. "Erm Stan? I think you're wallet is in your back pocket"
"What?" Stan looked up, put his hand in his back pocket and pulled his wallet out. He checked what was in side and looked relieved. "My parents would have killed me if I had lost my allowance again." He said with a weak smile
"Again?" Kyle stared at him
"Yeah. Come on, lets just go before I lose something else" Stan put his hand in his pocket to make sure his keys were there, before walking out of the room, closely followed by Kyle.
The both walked down the stairs, grabbed their hats, coats scarf's and gloves, put them on, then waked out of the house. Stan locked the door behind them and they headed back into the High street.
