Style (stan x kyle) dude you're not a failure..

40- The Letter

I took in my surrounding as I slowly came back to reality, I'm not really a morning person so i need some time to wake up.

Stans warm breath was hitting the back of my neck, his arms were wrapped around me.

I smiled in pure bliss.

Feeling nice I thought I'd get up to make breakfast for us.

Gently I unwrapped stans arms from me and tiptoed out the room.

Once downstairs I wondered the cupboards, looking for something to make.

Hmm not much, I thought to myself.

"Oh I know! I'll make French toast" I smiled, one of stans favourites.

While waiting for the toast to cook, I heard a knock on the door,

Slightly nervous from what happened that time Stan opened the door to find his evil fucking dad, I peeked out the window.

Relief washed over me as I saw it was just the postman.

I opened the door and greeted the man, he handed me a letter which had stans name on it.

I placed it on the table, not opening it as it wasn't my business.

Stans Pov

"Stan"

"Mmm" I groaned

"Get up I made food" a soft voice whispered

I turned around and opened my eyes slightly to see Kyle staring back at me.

I smiled and grabbed him pulling him on top of me

"What are you doing Sta.."

I cut him of as I went to kiss him

Before i could kiss him, I was blocked by kyles hand

"What the fuck dude" I huffed

Kyle chuckled "not before you brush your teeth"

I rolled my eyes, letting go of him.

I laughed as he rolled of the bed and hit the floor

"Dude!" Kyle scowled

I bit my lip trying not to laugh anymore,

"Alright alright I'm getting up" I sat up and headed towards the bathroom.

After I was done, I headed downstairs.

The smell of sweet syrup and fresh fruit filled my nose,

French toast.

My favourite

I smiled as I sat down

Kyle placed the plate in front of me before sitting down next to me with his plate.

"Oh yeah that letters for you by the way" Kyle smiled before stuffing his mouth.

I laughed before reaching out for the letter.

Hmm I don't usually get letters, I wonder what this is.

I opened the envelope gently and began to read.

Kyles pov

"Stan?" I spoke nervously

Stan hadn't spoke since he began reading the letter

I looked at his face that had turned a pale shade.

He turned towards me and handed me the letter.

I began to read