Kyle couldn't believe his good fortune. The guy he liked was telling him if he didn't want him to kiss him he needed to stop him. 'Good thing I don't want him to stop then.' However, Kyle's complete surprise kept him from saying anything in response to Cartman's statement.
Cartman leaned back from Kyle now, looking insecure. He looked away. "I get it. Sorry for well, that."
The larger boy tried to get up from the bed, incorrectly thinking the redhead was disgusted or was looking for a nice way to reject him.
"What? NO!" Kyle all but shouted as he yanked Cartman's chubby arm pulling him to sit back down on the bed where he had been.
"Cartman look at me." Kyle instructed.
Nothing.
"Eric, look at me." Kyle pleaded.
Cartman turned fearful hazel eyes towards Kyle and faced him fully. Though the vulnerability was rather sad to see, Kyle thought Cartman looked gorgeous at the same time.
"You have nothing to be sorry for. I, well." Kyle rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Let me just show you so this isn't more awkward than it has to be."
Kyle was now the initiator as he pulled Cartman into a tight hug and pressed his lips gently to Cartman's, only applying a slight pressure. Cartman gasped at the sensation, feeling his heart burst with joy. He began to kiss back, his insecurities fading away as Kyle returned the kiss with equal fervor as he felt his own insides turn into mush. The foreign feeling he had been feeling for a while had not faded it had only intensified.
When the two had to separate for air, Cartman grabbed Kyle by the hand and pulled him flush to his still bare chest just enjoying holding the smaller boy. He sighed happily.
"So what did you think?" Kyle asked awkwardly. 'I hope he felt that same spark I did. That was amazing. Who knew a kiss could be that great?'
Cartman hugged Kyle tighter if at all possible. 'It was fucking perfect. Just like you are.' "It was…great." Cartman said after searching for a word that was the right middle ground between unimpressed and sappy.
Kyle smiled widely while nodding. "It was pretty great wasn't it?" He leaned his head up to kiss Cartman on the cheek quickly, causing the other boy to blush crimson.
"This is so gay." Cartman complained without releasing his hold on Kyle.
Kyle laughed clearly amused by the irony in Cartman's statement. "Let's put on a movie. I pick The Day After Tomorrow."
"Who said you could pick the movie Jew?" Cartman asked only slightly annoyed but he got up and put Kyle's choice of movie in the DVD player without another comment.
When Cartman came back he didn't snuggle back up to Kyle but laid close beside him as he turned on the lamp and reclined on the pillow to begin the film. Kyle was about to comment on this when he felt a steady warmth come over his hand. Cartman was holding his hand, albeit without looking at Kyle at all, but holding his hand nevertheless. The two enjoyed the movie in companionable silence for the most part only speaking at parts where the characters were being morons or when something super cool happened onscreen.
Cartman kept yawning throughout the movie and when it was over quickly turned the TV off with his remote and flipped the lamp off.
Kyle wasn't sure if he was already asleep but decided he would ask the question on his mind anyway. 'If he doesn't answer I can always just ask him again tomorrow.'
"So, what does this make us?" Kyle felt nervous asking but judging how Cartman had yet to let go of his hand this was probably not just a one time fling. The blood rushed to his face.
Cartman turned sideways carefully so as not to hurt his side further and whispered in Kyle's ear while his hand touched the side of Kyle's face. "What do you want this to make us?"
Kyle sputtered. 'Why is he making this so fucking difficult?' Kyle decided to try a different tactic. "Well I guess it just makes us friends who have kissed. So we are both free to do what we wish with other people.." Just the thought of doing any of this: the gentle holding, the arguing, the kissing, with anyone besides Cartman caused a sharp pain in Kyle's chest, but he figured the easiest way to make his point was to be direct.
"The fuck you say!" Cartman had raised his voice releasing his hold on Kyle. "You are not free to do what you want with someone else, Jew! You're exclusively MY boyfriend and anyone who doesn't like that can go fuck themselves."
Kyle smiled in the dark, running his hand up and down Cartman's arm as he pulled him close to him. He then said jokingly, "What if I'm the one who doesn't like it?" He quickly laughed and kissed Cartman full on the mouth but this time was different. Kyle began to lick Cartman's lips experimentally wondering how he would respond to French kissing. Cartman moaned and opened his mouth while their tongues fought for dominance. Kyle felt his erection growing as he got more and more involved in the kiss. Cartman was running his hands through Kyle's hair as Kyle began rubbing his hands up and down Cartman's chest. Cartman flipped Kyle over where he was on top of him as he turned on the lamp.
Kyle responded to the sparkling in Cartman's eyes by saying boldly, "I'd love to be your boyfriend Cartman. And the same goes for you. You're my boyfriend and no one else can have you. Although there are still some things we have to sort out, namely my mother's issues and coming out to our friends and family."
"Let's not worry about all of that heavy shit right now. Not to discount what you're saying Jew, though." Cartman then attacked Kyle's mouth again as the two rolled around on Cartman's bed, both sporting erections by the end of the heated makeout session. Kyle genuinely wouldn't have minded going further but when Cartman turned the lamp off again and pulled Kyle up to his chest, he couldn't deny it was irresistibly sweet for Cartman not to try anything too sexual. 'My hormones really need to chill out.' Kyle reprimanded himself. He wasn't an overly sexual person to begin with but just the sheer fact that he would have been okay with second base or possibly even going all the way right when they became official scared him. 'Slow is good.'
"Goodnight Kyle." He whispered as he snuggled against the redhead.
"Goodnight Eric."
Cartman kissed him a final time on the lips before the two fell into the best sleep either one had gotten in a while.
A/N: I know this was really sweet and short, but I didn't want to post it with the other one and I didn't want anyone's [Cough cough Sheila] drama ruining the special Kyman love right here. The story is far from over so there'll be plenty of time for that later on. Feel free to share if you loved it or hated it.