The last few minutes had been nothing short of crazy, and revolutionary. There was no running away, confusion, or arguing. Stan turned towards Kyle, trying to fathom his reaction to see if he was okay, because while he was happy, he was also overheating and losing his mind. Kyle looked up at Stan, smiling at him, and Stan's heart was beating normally again. Stan couldn't help but giggle. "Wanna watch more TV?" "I'd love to," Kyle said. Stan wrapped his arm around Kyle's waist, and kissed him on the top of his head as the two boys subsequently continued watching TV.

A little while passed before the two boys said anything, but Stan was wondering if Kyle was thinking about their kiss. For the last twenty minutes, it was all he could think about, with every single detail replaying over and over in his head like a internet video on a loop. He kept on thinking about how Kyle's lips felt, how comfortable he was holding his best friend, in his arms, and how much he wanted to do it again. The two boys looked at each other, and Stan was staring at Kyle's hypnotic eyes, that temporarily transported him to another world. Stan cleared his throat, smiling sheepishly at Kyle.

"I can't believe we had our first true kiss with no problems," Kyle giggled. Stan laughed, stroking Kyle's curly red hair. "Can we kiss again?" Stan asked softly. "Absolutely," Kyle whispered, leaning up, with Stan meeting him halfway. The two boys' lips met with more certainty than the last time, while the TV was instantly forgotten about as Stan lightly nudged Kyle into a laying position. When the two pulled apart, Stan was staring into Kyle's green eyes, flushing slightly before the two reconnected their lips. Stan felt the corners of Kyle's lips curl into a smile, while his heart was beating slightly faster than usual. He stroked Kyle's cheek with his thumb, while Kyle pulled sighed before pulling Stan even closer. "I love you," Kyle said.

Stan pulled his head up to get a good look at his best friend, and what he saw was breathtaking. Kyle's hair was slightly unkempt, with his curls disjointed, and his lips were slightly red from being kissed by Stan. Stan was smiling as his heart continued to beat quickly. He kept stroking Kyle's cheek, leaned down, and whispered, "I love you too." The two boys kissed again, both relieved that they admitted their love for each other. Every time they pulled back for air, Stan got a peek at his friend, just to make sure this wasn't a dream, and every time, he gazed at the eyes of the person he fell in love with. Kyle's whole body quivered, the feeling of his waist being touched by Stan's hands was melting his organs. He pulled him back down to his lips, Stan letting out a breathless laugh as he did and kissed Kyle with all the love he could give.

Kyle laughed, causing Stan to pull back slightly, grinning at his friend. "What?" Stan said, chuckling. Kyle shook his head, still giggling a little. "Nothing. I'm just really happy." He said, looking up at Stan with a carefree smile. Stan's whole body became warm, his heart blossoming as he said while smiling, "I am, too." He whispered, gently kissing Kyle's forehead and caressing his cheek. The two boys smiled at each other, before pressing gentle, loving kisses to each others lips. Their lips met again, and Kyle's heart was bouncing rapidly. The kiss was soft, yet it shocked Kyle like lightning. He pulled his best friend closer, running his fingers through his black, silky hair that he always wanted to touch, and his fingers were tingling. Stan kissed Kyle's lips before kissing his forehead.