Stan took a very deep breath. Today was Saturday and Kyle was coming over. For some reason Stan felt afraid, or at least anxious about his friend coming over. He wasn't coming over until three since they figured they would have slept in. Both though, were up at nine in the morning slowly waiting for the clock to hit three. Kyle had left his home at 2:30 and was now heading to Stan's. Kyle felt pretty okay about this, but didn't know if Stan was thinking this was a date or something. That was the last thing he needed was to get kissed again. Not that he didn't like, it was just that… Kyle quickly changed his trail of thought. Playing mind games with himself was something he tried hard to avoid. He was now parked in front of his friend's house. Walking up and knocking, he was greeted by Stan who led him upstairs. They both sat in the room wondering what to say to each other.
"So, what's new with you," Kyle asked out of the silence. Then they both started laughing. It was funny to them because so much had happened to them it was hard not to laugh at, even if it was depressing things. It was a lot to go through for them, not having your best friend talk to you, or not being with the ones you loved.
"Those two or so weeks we didn't talk felt like 100 years," Stan said.
"Fuck yeah it did man. It seemed like so much time passed," Kyle agreed. It was crazy to think it was two whole weeks they didn't talk. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you lose your cell phone, for real this time?"
"Uh, well," Stan felt embarrassed, "I may or may not have thrown it in the lake." Kyle stared at his friend for a moment.
"How did you manage to do that?" Kyle slightly laughed.
"I went down to the lake to take my mind off things. Which it sure as hell didn't, and I broke down. I got so mad at everything," Stan spoke, realizing how distressed he was at that time. He was glad he made it through it though for the most part. "I was trying to talk to a few people, but they weren't really helping. Not you, I mean, I understand that you didn't want to talk," Stan said quickly not trying to offend Kyle. "So I just threw the only thing that was in my hand, being my cell phone," Stan explained. Kyle frowned at this; he knew at least one of his texts had to be part of the reason for it. He didn't want to ask for sure even though Stan said he didn't add to it. "Did you know Wendy hung out with Cartman last week? At least that's what he told me," Stan asked changing the subject to something less depressing.
"Really? That doesn't sound like her," Kyle said going with the topic change.
"Yeah, I think she was trying to make me mad. I told her to fuck off a few days before then," Stan laughed at it now.
"Proud of you dude. I'm glad you told her that. She's a total bitch, especially if all she is trying to do is make you mad."
"She was only hanging out with me to make her ex jealous too," Stan said. "I don't know why I fell for that. Then again, I fall for a lot of things," Stan in his head, took back what he just said, but it was too late. Kyle was quiet once again; he knew Stan didn't mean it like that. The room had an awkward aura in it now.
"Do you just want to play some video games?" Stan asked getting away from all the talking he could. Maybe if they just played a game there wouldn't be any more bad things said.
"Yeah, dude that sounds good," Kyle said back thinking that was a good idea too. Stan started up the game and gave Kyle a controller. They played the game for some time losing track of what the actual time was. There was a knock on the door and it opened.
"Kyle, are you staying overnight?" It was Stan's mom asking.
"Uh," Kyle slightly looked over to Stan, but didn't make eye contact. "I'm not sure," he answered quietly.
"Okay, well, I'll make pancakes in the morning if you do decide to stay," she said with a smile. Whenever Kyle stayed overnight they had pancakes in the morning, since it was one of his favorite foods. Stan's mom left and closed the door again. Neither of them started playing the video game again. They sat in the static of the TV in the background.
Kyle knew he had to take the lead and speak first. He just wasn't sure if he wanted to stay or not. Nothing would happen, but a part of him wanted to leave. He also wanted to stay for his friend. Maybe it was best if he left though, so he stood up not knowing what the best option was.
"Yeah, I don't know, I think I might go," Kyle said to his friend.
"Sure," Stan winced, but he also stood up to match his friend. Kyle deep down had hoped Stan would have tried to make him stay or at least said more. He walked closer to the door, but he felt his own heartbreaking as he walked towards it. Maybe he had to be the one to take the lead this time.
"If you want me to stay, please just say it," Kyle turned and begged Stan while his hand was still rested on the door. They both looked at each other's eyes, and just stood there for a few moments. Stan now, took the lead and walked up to Kyle. Kyle felt his heart racing. Is this what he wanted? To be with his best friend? Kyle took a deep breath and pulled Stan in. They started to kiss. Not only did Stan feel the sparks, but so did Kyle this time around. To the both of them, it felt like it was the greatest thing on earth. They pressed more in to each other, taking little breaths here and there.
"Yeah," Stan spoke a little. "I think I want you stay."
Kyle smirked and parted from Stan, "Good, I just wanted pancakes in the morning." Stan rolled his eyes.
"This means what I think it means right?" Stan asked with hope.
"That you got me to be gay with you? Yeah, good job kid," Kyle laughed and fist bumped Stan, who just smiled.
"Good," Stan said happily. "Really good! I'm so happy right now, I don't think you understand."
"No, this time I think I understand completely," Kyle spoke back grabbing Stan's hand and holding it. Stan blushed and held Kyle's back. They both just stood there taking everything in. They were both happy knowing now that there was nothing bad between them. No more being scared of what the other person had to say. Everything was complete now; Stan though, was surprised Kyle did like him back. It also surprised Kyle himself, the reason might be because it just felt right. There was no one else he'd want to be with male or female, he just wanted to be with his best friend in the entire world, Stan Marsh. Stan felt the same exact way. He had to deal with so much to get to this point, and was glad he got what he deserved.
"I should probably call my parents and tell them I'm staying over," Kyle spoke. After Kyle had called they sat down on Stan's bed. Neither of them really knew what to say.
"Do you think we should tell people?" Stan asked.
"I'm probably going to tell my brother, I know what much," Kyle said back nodding his head. "He's been really helpful for me throughout the past month or so. I know he, for sure, wouldn't judge or anything," Kyle chuckled.
"True. We should tell Kenny, since he was basically the one who got me to crush on you," Stan admitted.
"Really?" Kyle said surprised. "Did he go on about how hot I am and you fell in love?"
"Oh yeah, most definitely. He basically said we'd be a good match because we could skip the 'getting to know each other' part in the relationship. Which we've known each other for 13 years or so, I'm sure we know just about everything about one another."
"It wouldn't surprise me," Kyle agreed. "Going back to who we tell, are you going to say anything to your parents?"
"Fuck no dude," Stan firmly said. "My sister would hear about it, and I'd never hear the end of it. What about yours? I'm sure they'd be ecstatic having two gay sons."
"Yeah, hell no, I'm not telling them either. I don't need to ruin my relationship with them too. Same thing goes if we told Cartman or anyone else really. Kenny is okay since I'm sure he isn't going to tell anyone. There is just no one else I really trust," Kyle said, but Stan nodded in agreement. Their friends would just make everything worse than it needed to be. "What if our friends are okay with it, like, there has got to be someone else who would understand," Kyle questioned.
"Like, Butters maybe. Tweek, if we threatened him," Stan laughed. "Other than that, I can't think of anyone else."
Kyle yawned, "Whatever dude. We don't need to tell anyone if we don't have to. It can be our little secret," Kyle smiled to the other boy.
"Sounds good to me," Stan said back.
"So, how do you want to do this sleeping thing, because I'm getting tired," Kyle asked.
"Uh," Stan wasn't even sure himself. As much as he wanted to sleep next to Kyle he was too embarrassed to ask. Normally Kyle would sleep on the floor next to the bed.
"It's up to you man," Kyle said to him. Kyle wanted Stan to take the lead and ask him what they both wanted.
"If you want to sleep on my bed then I can sleep on the floor. I don't care," Stan said very confused, he was so scared to ask for both to sleep in his bed. Kyle sighed to himself.
"I'm going to have to teach you how to ask the right questions," Kyle said and cuddled up to Stan. "I am really tired though, we should lie down." Stan blushed and got up to turn off the lights. He threw an extra pair of sweatpants to Kyle, since he didn't bring any clothes with him, and he wasn't going to sleep in his jeans. Kyle laid back down on Stan's bed and made himself comfortable. Stan though, wasn't sure if he should lie next to Kyle or not. He knew that it was what they both wanted. Taking a deep breath, he gathered the courage to lie next to his friend. Kyle once again cuddled up to Stan.
Stan smiled dumbly to himself, he finally got what he wanted. To be next to the one he loved. It was crazy to think at the beginning of the school year he would have been disgusted at thought of lying next to a man. Now he was lying next to the boy he had a crush on Kyle Broflovski. He turned to Kyle and kissed him one last time before the night ended.
They awoke to the smell of pancakes. Stan slowly opened his eyes, but quickly got up. He knew that his mom might walk in to tell them the pancakes were done. He didn't want to explain why he and Kyle were sleeping in the same bed. Kyle was still asleep, but moved when Stan got out of bed. Stan just stood there looking at his friend, well now, boyfriend. He smiled at the fact he could call Kyle that.
"Stan? Kyle? Are you up? Breakfast is ready!" Stan's mom yelled from downstairs.
"We'll be down in a minute!" Stan yelled back. He walked over to the bed and pushed Kyle awake. "Come on sleepy head, your stupid pancakes are ready."
"Yeah, yeah," Kyle said with a heavy yawn. Once he woke up it took him a few seconds to realize that he was in Stan's bed. Also, the fact that he slept next to him the whole night. Kyle looked up to meet Stan's eyes and they just smiled. Kyle got out of the bed and walked over and got his face really close to Stan's. Stan wanted to lean forward so their lips met once again. "Let's go get pancakes," Kyle teased him and left the room to head downstairs.
"Fuck you," Stan muttered under his breathe, but followed Kyle happily. They got their pancakes and every once in a while they would take glances at each other.
"It's going to be really cold today," Stan's dad started. "It might even snow." Kyle and Stan looked up at each other once again.
"Wanna go somewhere?" Stan asked Kyle from across the table in a bit of a mocking towards his dad.
"Yeah dude. Let's get some warm drinks," Kyle replied, it would nice to sit somewhere and watch the snowfall.
"Last time I went to Tweek coffee I had so much fun," Stan said sarcastically.
"This time it won't be as bad," Kyle winked at Stan. No one at the table noticed. The boys finished up their last pancakes and got into Stan's car.
"This counts as our first date right," Stan asked Kyle while starting up the car.
"I would assume so. I guess we can officially say we are dating," Kyle smiled. "Boyfriend and boyfriend, rolls right off the tongue."
"I could make a comment about that last part, but I won't," Stan laughed. "It's such a nice thing to be able to say though." Kyle thought the same thing.
They arrived at the coffee shop and entered it. Going up to the counter Stan ordered two hot chocolates, one for himself, and one for Kyle. Not only was it Stan's favorite drink, but it was one of Kyle's favorite too. So he paid for both and handed the second one to Kyle.
"Oh, thanks dude. I appreciate it a lot," Kyle thanked Stan, and he meant it. Kyle had the money to buy his own and had planned on buying it, but it was nice having Stan care and buy it for him. They sat down at an open table and started drinking their pleasant drinks. "When do you want to tell Kenny?" Kyle asked.
"Maybe like tomorrow? We could all go to the park or something," Stan suggested.
"That would work," Kyle said back. "You know Stan, this may just be some stupid little date to a coffee shop, but I really enjoy your company. And just you in general. You are just so perfect, I'm glad you decided to like me and not someone else," Kyle spoke before taking another drink. Stan felt his face flush red.
"That means a lot to me Kyle," Stan smiled into his cup. "You are coolest person I know and you listen to everything I have to say and what not," Stan wasn't sure what to say, but he felt his heart flutter. They both continued to sit there in peace enjoying their hot chocolate. Later on Stan drove Kyle home, and Kyle kissed the other boy goodbye. It was a lot better kiss than the one after he went to Tweek Coffee with Wendy.
That next day at lunch Stan told Kenny that he, Stan, and Kyle would hang out after school. By this Kenny already knew what they were going to say, but agreed to go anyways. Kyle and Stan had been sitting next to each other as they normally do at lunch. Kyle though grabbed Stan's hand from under the table. Stan didn't grab Kyle's hand back, worrying if people would see. He gave Kyle a look hoping he'd acknowledge how he felt. Kyle gave him a reassuring looking back though, and held Stan's hand tighter. Stan slowly nodded and held Kyle's hand back, Kyle smiled at his boyfriend.
After school the three boys headed over the park. Kenny laughed, "Remember playing here as kids?"
"Damn, that was so long ago," Stan said looking at the playground.
"So," Kenny spoke again, "I can already assume why I'm here judging by how Stan has looked all day."
Kyle laughed at Kenny's comment, "Kenny is right, you've had a stupid smile on your face all day." Stan blushed at the comments.
"Whatever," he simply said to his friends.
"Don't worry about it bro," Kenny said and gave Stan a little nudge. "I would say I'm pretty happy for you guys being together," he said looking at Kyle and Stan, who both nodded. "Who made the first move?"
"Kyle," Stan slowly muttered.
"Really?" Kenny was surprised by this.
"Yeah, Stan isn't too assertive when it comes to this stuff it seems," Kyle now spoke and Stan felt his face get red again.
"Well, unless you count our first kiss, that was my doing," Stan said trying to give himself some credit.
"Look where that got us. We didn't talk for two weeks," Kyle said starkly. "I guess then we did eventually make out in your room after words, but that was my lead," Kyle started and Kenny made a gagging noise.
"That was nothing compared to what we did after words," Stan joked slyly towards Kyle who went along with it.
"It was a long, long night, but not as long as," Kyle was cut off.
"I didn't need to know all the details of how you guys eventually butt fucked okay?" Kenny said stopping them. All three of them laughed. "Deep down, somewhere in my heart, I feel like you guys are a pretty cute couple either way," Kenny continued.
"Deep down, in my heart, I think you and your sock are a pretty cute couple either way," Stan mocked Kenny, who flicked him off. Then they started to laugh once again. They stayed at the park until seven since Kenny wanted to go home and do 'homework.' The boys piled into Kyle's car and got to their friend's house pretty quickly.
"So, Kenny, you know not to tell anyone about this right?" Stan asked him as they arrived at Kenny's house.
"Your secret gay relationship is safe with me," Kenny replied with an upbeat voice. They said goodbye to each other and Kyle drove to Stan's home.
"You know, I have the courage to take lead," Stan said as they got to his house.
"Do you now," Kyle was cut off from Stan kissing him. Kyle took his hands off the steering wheel and put his arms around Stan's neck. Kyle slightly opened his mouth letting Stan take control in the way he wanted. They both continued to make out in Kyle's car until they get tired and decided to stop. "Hmp, maybe you can take the lead, but we'd have to do a few more trails," Kyle smirked to his boyfriend.
"Yeah? You'd like that wouldn't you?" Stan taunted him. They both smiled at each other and Stan got out of the car and waved goodnight to Kyle.