(I FOUND ART ON TENOR, artist by "TROPHIED._")
I woke up early, y'know to get ready for me and Kyle's hangout. I'll dress a bit better than I normally do, but I have only baggy clothes in my closet.
"Uh- I guess...this will work?" I pick out a suit and lay it gently onto my bed, it's so formal but whatever.
Before I change I go into the bathroom, take a shower brush my teeth, and maybe put some gel in my hair...nah I like it fluffy.
I chew some mint gum and change into my suit
"Ew, why the fuck do I look like that"
My eyes roll, but I shrug it off and put on some white socks and black shoes. Alright, okay, why am I so nervous? I mean it's like every other hangout with Kyle, just more affectionate. should I consider a date or a hangout? I dunno, but it doesn't matter, I need to get my act together.
I walk downstairs and see my mom.
"Hey sweetie, awww you look so adorable" My mom pinches my cheeks, this is so embarrassing.
"Mom- I gotta go now, uhm- do I look decent?" I nervously asked
"Hm..." she does one sprit of cologne on me and then smiles sweetly "There you go, now be safe! Call me if you need anything! Have fun sweetie" She waves goodbye as I walk away, and I wave bye back.
"Okay..." I take a deep breath, my heart is racing so badly right now, I walk to Kyle's house and knock on his door.
"Okay, I can do this," I say under my breath I didn't even notice I was holding my breath.
Kyle opened the door, and my jaw dropped. He looks gorgeous, his hair looks curly and perfect, and he smells like freshly bloomed flowers. He is also wearing a suit, I guess we had the same idea.
"Oh! Stan! You look nice" Kyle says with a warm smile.
"I- uh- y-you uh...you too" I smile nervously, and a pink tint grows on my cheeks, I clear my throat embarrassed from my stuttering
"You wanna go to the movies? I can buy the tickets don't worry" I nervously fiddle with my fingers, but I try to keep eye contact
"That- sounds great, Stan" he has the cutest smile ever, how does he get better looking every time I see him.
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My hands are sweaty so bad right now, I wipe them down on the sides of my pants. Trying to keep my calm composure. But I think Kyle knows
Kyle extends his hand for me to hold, I blush slightly.
We hold hands.
Why does this feel different? We used to hold hands all the time, but this feels better. It makes my heart race, his cold hands make me smile. It's refreshing
"Your smile is beautiful..." I say to break the blushing silence
"It....it is? Thank you" I see Kyle blush and look away with a bashful smile.
We reach the movie theater but there's a long line, this sucks.
"Wait is that?-" Kyle squints a bit and his eyes widen and his expression grows with annoyance, he sighs...
"Cartman is here," Kyle said to me, I swear I could hear dramatic music.
"Oh heyyy guys, I didn't even know you were here" Cartman giggles, it's obvious he's lying
"Did you seriously follow us?" Kyle said raising an eyebrow
"Noooo-" he stops talking for a second "maybeee, anyways. Are you faggy waggys going on a date?" He makes an annoying expression, how the hell does he make a ">:3" face?
Kyle let out the most exaggerated and long sigh I've heard, kinda cute if you ask me.
I see Kyle's facial expression toward Cartman... I gently squeeze Kyle's hand, rubbing circles with my thumb. Cheesy I know, but it seemed to work.
Cartman cringes, "Actually never mind I might get the gay disease if I stand by you guys any longer" he looks at me and Kyle's hands intertwined. Cartman cringes even harder. He walks away and starts walking towards some fast food place.
Finally alone.
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