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TW!! Mentions of SH + Scars (Including human centipede)
Kyle Brofloski. Does that name click in your head? Well he’s my best friend who I may or may not have a slight crush on not important. It had now been about 5 Months since Stan Marsh had moved away, during winter break of our junior year of highschool. Kyle wasn't handling it well. I mean Stan had been his boyfriend for years after Kyle had liked him and when he moved without saying something, he didn’t handle it well and he still wasn't good and he wasn't coming to school now either. I have to see what is up with him.
After school I was walking to Kyle’s house, I knocked on the door and his mother Sheila had opened the door.
“Oh Kenny! It’s a surprise to see you here” I sighed before saying
“Can I see Kyle?” His mother nodded and pointed up the stairs. She let me in and I walked up to his room, I opened his door to see something I thought I would never see. Kyle was on the ground balling his eyes out with a blade from a pencil sharpener. His arms were covered with blood, his eyes were puffy and red. I walked in and closed the door locking it behind me, Kyle had looked up and gasped he was speechless. I slid off my Parka before rushing to hug him. I never knew Stan moving had affected him so much. Kyle had cried on my shoulder, Kyle moved his face so our faces were very close. I looked at him this time closer, his eyes were red and the beautiful green I loved, his scar that formed a smile around his mouth from an incident that happened when we were kids, he had so many freckles i could make constellations as if they were stars, his amazing curly red hair. It made me sad to see him this way, the boy I loved so much, hurting so much. I wish I could just protect him from all bad things.
“I’m sorry you had to see me like this Kenny..” Kyle said sniffling, I let go of him and grabbed his arms softly and looked at them. New, old, and healed now scars, how long had he been doing this. I stood up and walked out the room to the bathroom and grabbed cleaning supplies and bandages. I walked back to see Kyle on his bed, the blood rubbing on his Terrance and Philip bed sheets. I put the stuff down and locked his door once again.
“You should have said something Kyle, I could have maybe helped” I grabbed one of his arms and started to clean it, Kyle made a face and whined from the pain.
“I know Kenny, but I- I was scared you would laugh” I paused and looked at him.
“I would never laugh at you Kyle.” I put the antibiotic cream on the cuts before wrapping one arm in bandages. “In fact I wouldn’t laugh, I would try and comfort you, hug, cuddle, and even kiss you” Kyle’s face let out a small smile while also having a blush creep on his face. I loved Kyle, I loved him so much more than any girlfriend or even boyfriend I’ve had in the past years. I had to help him.
“I’m glad I have you Ken” Kyle smiled as I wrapped up his other arm, I handed him my Parka to wear to cover the bandages. I was a bit taller then Kyle so I was a bit big, Kyle had hugged me before pulling me down onto his bed.
“I’m glad I have you too” I hugged him, Kyle had yawned. Me and Kyle were cuddling till Kyle had passed out, I had lifted his hair then kissed his forehead not long after falling asleep.
“BANG BANG BANG” I opened my eyes to someone knocking the door aggressively. “Kyle it’s dinner time, Yes Kenny can stay but come down now.” I looked over to see Kyle’s arms around my waist and his head on my chest. His eyes opening and looking at me, he smiled after all what happened he smiled. A few minutes later me and Kyle walked down, Kyle’s mom, Ike and the smaller goth kid named Firkle, and now me and Kyle were sitting at the table. On the table was some Chinese take out, probably from City Wok. Kyle had placed his head on my shoulder, his mother noticed how tired he was.
“You okay Boobear” Kyle looked at his mom and nodded, his blinking was slow and he yawned quite a lot. He grabbed a fork as he slowly ate. I looked over at Ike and Firkle, it was an interesting pair alright. Ike was now a middle schooler, 7th grader to be exact. Him and Firkle were very close it seemed. Ike had looked at me and waved, I waved back then looked back at Kyle. He was almost done eating, and so I tried to eat my food a bit faster and he could head to bed. As I finished Kyle was also finishing up his food, I grabbed out plates and placed them in the sink before heading up to Kyle’s room. Kyle sat on his bed.
“Hey Ken?” I looked up at him, “I really appreciate you being here for me”
“Kyle I’m glad I could be here for you, I mean I really lov- like you as a friend” Kyle’s expression had changed instead of tired and bored. His face was red and shocked, my face turned red but this time I had nothing to cover the fact.
“You love me? Why?” Kyle looked at me his eyes slightly watery
“I mean, you're an amazing person Kyle, Your kind, and you deserve way more than Stan gave you” I grabbed Kyle’s hand, he grabbed me and pulled him into a tight hug. Our faces really close, I looked at his mouth scar once more before grabbing his face and looking at him.
“This may be weird but, can I kiss around your scar Kyle?” Kyle’s as well as my face had become red as Kyle nodded. I had planted many kisses around his scar before planting one quick kiss on his lips. I’ve always wondered if his lips were soft, they were very, very soft. Me and Kyle had laid down and cuddled until we both drifted off to sleep.