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kyle was just swiftly walking to english when he heard a voice yelling his name from the end of the hallway. he turned around and there was cartman, running up to kyle. kenny was with him, going slowly so cartman could catch up.
“kyle, oh my god.” cartman said, sounding sarcastic but that’s sort of just his normal voice. “i heard a rumor about you.”
“oh god, what?”
“you. like. stan.” he said, way more loudly than he should’ve.
“WHAT?” kyle was panicking. who the fuck told him that? “who said that? it’s not true. i’m not gay. you know that.”
“oh you know, i just heard it through the grapevine.” cartman said dismissingly.
“we’ll help you get together!” kenny said, muffled but cartman and kyle can understand after years of this.
“…i don’t trust this.” kyle said quickly as he started to walk away, but cartman grabbed his arm. “okay, let go, fatass.”
“not until you admit you’re in loveeeeeeeeee!” he teased, pulling kyle closer to him and making kissing noises.
“you’re gonna make me late for english.” kyle dismissed cartman and tried to walk away again, but cartman just grabbed him harder.
“oohhhh someone wants to go to english cause stan’s gonna be thereeeee!” cartman said, still teasing kyle, and holding him very close.
“oh let go of me, you fat bitch.” kyle broke away from cartman’s grasp, and began walking away.
“kill yourself, jew boy!” cartman yelled before he walked the other way, and dragged kenny along with him.
when kyle arrived at english, he sat down next to stan and just stared down at the desk to avoid eye contact. he could feel his face getting hot and his hands were fidgeting. “h-hey stan.” he stuttered. he had been extremely nervous ever since his little crush on stan started.
“hey kyle! you wanna come over after school? shelley’s going to her friends and my parents will be at work for a while so we can just hang out alone. you wanna invite cartman and kenny or just us?” stan sort of rambled on, you could tell he was nervous too.
“yeah, let’s invite cartman and kenny too. i’ll text cartman, he’s with kenny anyway.” kyle pulled out his phone, and texted cartman.
‘cartman come to stan’s after school. bring kenny.’
cartman texted kyle back a few times, but he didn’t bother to look at it, he knew he was just teasing him.
after that class, all four of them walked home together. stan and cartman were both in the front talking, but kyle and kenny were in the back quietly. when they arrived, kyle whispered something to cartman then said, “you two go in, me and cartman need to talk about something real quick.”
kyle grabbed cartman and walked him a few feet away from stan’s house. “dude you were right.”
“KYLES GAY FOR STAN GUYSSS!” cartman screamed while banging on the window, before kyle grabbed cartman and shoved him into the snow.
“asshole! come on just help me. please.” kyle begged.
“fineeeee you fag. i hope you die you gay jew.” they both walked into stan’s house and went to stan’s room.
they were all playing a card game, which kenny always won. hey stannnnn.. i have a question.” cartman said, while he stared at kyle, as he smiled and snickered.
“what do you want cartman?” stan said, clearly not having a care in the world about anything he had to say.
“have you ever thought about being gay for kyleeeeeee?” he said extremely teasingly, while he acted all innocent. stan stared at cartman like he was psychotic.
“what.” he said, with a straight face.
“kyle told me he’s gay for you stannnnn!” cartman kept saying, as he teased kyle and pushed stan towards him and made kissing noises. kyle was just standing there. but his jaw had dropped. stan was staring at cartman, wondering what the fuck was happening.
kenny’s eyes were wide and stared at cartman. “dude that’s fucked up..”
“oh shut you your mouth you goddamn poor retard!” cartman yelled, feeling like everyone had been bothering him.
kyle walked out of the room, down the stairs, and out of stan’s house. he didn’t say a word. he started walking home in the snow, and cried while he walked. he felt a hand on his shoulder and it pulled him backwards so he turned around. it was stan. kyle wanted to turn back around and run away, but he didn’t.
“kyle, was what cartman said true?” stan questioned.
“y-yeah. i like you. i hope this doesn’t ruin our friendship. i’m sorry i didn’t tell you.” kyle sniffled as he talked, trying not to cry more.
“oh.”
kyle just started crying. until something made him stop. “i like you too.” stan blurted out.
“w-what? really?” kyle said sadly as he looked at stan, and wiped his tears away.
stan grabbed kyles hand and pulled him closer, and kissed him. kyle felt uplifted, this was the best day ever. kyle put his hand on the back of stan’s neck and pulled him closer, starting to make out with him.
“goddamn fags!” they both heard from behind them, and looked and it was cartman. of course.
“dude we gotta stop being friends with him.” kyle suggested.
“yeah. definitely. he needs to shut up. and die.” stan muttered the ending, but he didn’t mean it any less.