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"and... done! alright, I think that's all we have to do" Stan announced proudly as he looked down and his and his boyfriends finished science project.
"I didn't think we'd be done so early. what are we gonna do now?" Kyle sat himself down next to Stan on the couch, leaning his leg against his. Stan shrugged and thought for a moment before reaching up for some chips on a shelf. Kyle took notice to this and got up from his seat, reaching up for the food only to find out he was the slightest bit too short, still taller than stan of course but not quite tall enough.
"I can get the stepstool...?" Stan suggested motioning his hand. Kyle shook his head, in his mind this was some sort of assertion of masculinity I mean- what kinda guy can't get something down for his boyfriend right?
He just needed to be... a little taller... come on...
Kyle's hand fell on the shelf, his weight causing the shelf to collapse and with a BANG! fell to the ground.
"Kyle! Dude are you okay?" Stan rushed over and ran his hands across Kyle's curly red locks "You're not hurt are you?"
Kyle didn't respond, his head leaned down before he muttered: "I'm sorry I couldn't get your chips"
Stan sighed and wrapped his arms around the redhead, pulling him closer. "dude I don't care about the chips, I'm just glad you're okay" Stan put his hands on both Kyle's cheeks and gave him a soft kiss. "why were you so determined to get those chips anyway? we could just make something else you know?"
"well... because... nevermind its stupid" Kyle sighed as Stan sat him down on the couch. "...I just... I don't deserve you, you should be with a real man"
Stan paused for a moment, the puzzle pieces seemed to go together "Kyle.." He sat down, taking his boyfriend's hand "I already am"