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Pillow Talk

Kyle and Stan were laying in bed that night, neither of them could seem to get to sleep, so they just lay there holding each other.

"Stan?" Kyle spoke quietly

"Mmm?" Stan replied

"I know what happened earlier" Kyle responded

"Say what?" Stan really had no idea what Kyle was on about

"We had a fight. You shoved me, I fell over and the next thing I know, you're kneeling next to me with tears in your eyes" Kyle was staring up into the darkness

Stan rolled onto his side to face Kyle "I'm so sorry, Kyle. It was my fault, the fight, that is. I didn't mean to hurt you, or do anything like that to you" Tears started to well up in Stan's eyes again.

Kyle turned to face Stan. "I know you didn't. it was in the heat of the moment, I was being just as bad as you were. I'm sorry" Kyle reached up and cupped Stan's cheek in his hand. He felt the wet streak that Stans tear left on his face. "Are you crying?"

Stan nodded. "I could have killed you, Kyle. It only takes a blow to the wrong place and you could have died"

Kyle moved over and hugged Stan tightly "You have to hit me in my temples for that, Dear. As in, the front of my head."

"I could have broken your neck" Stan sniffed and pressed his teary eyes against Kyle's shoulder.

Kyle thought for a minute and held Stan gently "Yeah, you could have, but the chances are so remote, you wouldn't believe me if I gave you the numbers" Kyle reached over for Stan's bedside table and grabbed a tissue out of the box "here" he said, dabbing the tissue on Stan's face, drying his eyes for him.

Stan held Kyle tightly "I love you, Kyle. Lets not fight like that again."

Kyle kissed Stan deeply, Stan Kissed him back for a few moments, but Kyle noticed Stan drifting off to sleep, so he lay him down on the pillows, and Kept his lips pressed against Stan's until Stan was asleep.

Kyle lay back, feeling a little bit better, and he also soon drifted off.

Stan wasn't asleep for very long, something woke him. He blinked hazily and looked around in the darkness. Seeing nothing, he lay his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes again. Suddenly he heard something, like footsteps approaching him. He felt Kyle's arms wrapped around him, so he knew it couldn't have been Kyle, so who was it?

Stan got sleepily out of bed, grabbed his torch off his desk and switched it on, to save waking Kyle with the main light. He shone it around the room and found no one in there. He checked under the bed and in the closet, no one but he and Kyle were in his room. He looked over at Kyle, sleeping soundly. Stan turned around and ventured out onto the landing where he instantly bumped into Sharon, who was walking down the hall.

"Stanley, Honey. What're you doing up at this hour?" Sharon asked

"Oh, nothing, I thought I heard someone in my room is all" Stan replied

"Oh sorry, Stan. Did I wake you? I only came in to check on you boys." She whispered

"Oh…yeah. Don't worry. G'night mum" Stan turned back into his room.

"Night sweetie".

Stan put his torch back down on his desk and climbed back into bed, met immediately by a tight hug from Kyle. He kissed him on the cheek and whispered "Are you awake?" Kyle didn't reply. Stan lay his head down on his pillow, closed his eyes and fell back to sleep.