Reunion In Costume (Goth Stan X Kyle)

Ass In Em Jeans

It was a cold morning, and Stan just lay in his bed procrastinating the start of a new day. That was until he remembered everything that happened the day before. Thinking about what he had planned for today, Stan jumped out of bed and started getting himself ready for work, and mentally for socializing later on. The raven haired boys mind kept playing that kiss, that beautiful smile, the light freckles that painted the boys face, those emerald green eyes, and the flippy red hair that he could almost feel between his fingers at just the thought. Kyle...

As Stan got dressed, he couldn't help but question his clothing choices, 'will this make me look too dorky? I think he might like my ass in these jeans better.' The boy mentality argued with himself. After he was satisfied with his outfit, he made his way outside to meet up with his father. The goth was in such a good mood that he didn't even start the day off with booze as he usually did. Instead he wore a genuine smile that announced to everyone that he found purpose in life again.

Randy smiled at the difference in his son's attitude, the depression that weighed his boy down was like a curse finally being lifted.
"Morning Stan, today I'm just going to have you help me finish putting on the labels. Shouldn't take long."

Stan just nodded, seeing his Dad wear the Witches costume made him wonder what kind of costume Kyle had for him, the thought made him smile ear to ear.

"But first, let's go to the shed and smoke just a little bit of crack." Said Randy, earning another nod from his son.

***Time skip***

A few hours went by, Stan had already finished with his chores and was outside smoking a joint to calm his nerves before Kyle showed up.

When the ginger peeked around the corner to see Stan, he smirked at just how tight the raven haired boys ripped skinny jeans fit. As he walked up to the goth he couldn't jhold his comment to himself "Damn shmexy, how do you fit all of that in them jeans?" A smirk lingered as Stan's face brightened a light pink.

"It took me awhile before I concluded that these would probably be your favorite."

"Oh but as much as I love them, I'm more excited to see them come off and you get into costume." The ginger came back with a wink.

The pink darkened, and Stan's face quickly became a tomato. 'To see them come off' his mind played back, oh but just then he couldn't help but imagine Kyle stripped down to nothing. The boy bit his bottom lip and smiled "Now whatever you're having me wear can't be too... uh, promiscuous. I don't want to have everyone see me for the first time in years and think to themselves that I'm a freak on a leash."

Kyle just smiled, little did Stan know that that was exactly the gingers plan. "Oh don't worry, it will be the perfect costume for you. You'll just have to wait and see." He said sticking out his tongue playfully. "Shall we be heading to my place now?"

Stan agreed with a nod and the boys walked to the gingers house hand in hand.