Make Me Blush. (Stan X Kyle) [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter Seven

notes
lines mean POV change
dots mean setting change

word count: 2,671

warnings: none :)

When Kyle woke up the next morning, the only thing he did was cuddle closer to Stan.

His wrists stung a bit, but he didn't mind.

"Stan...?" He whispered, sitting up a bit to look at his boyfriend whom was still asleep.

Kyle cracked a small grin, running his fingers through Stan's hair.

Stan groaned, rolling onto his side, hugging Kyle closer than he already was.

Kyle sighed, melting into his embrace.

Then Stan's blue eyes opened.

With a yawn he stretched, rolling onto his back, bringing Kyle with him.

Then he looked down at Kyle, kissing his forehead.

"Mm, good morning," Stan said, moving some of Kyle's hair out of his face.

Kyle smiled.

"Good morning."

Stan sat up, pulling Kyle into a hug.

"Wanna tell me what happened last night? What triggered you?"

Kyle groaned. He should've expected this.

"I guess so..." He mumbled, before explaining what happened. Kyle explained everything as he remembered it, and Stan sat there the whole time listening to him.

When Kyle concluded, Stan pulled him into another hug, peppering his face with multiple kisses.

Kyle laughed, closing his eyes with a grin.

"Stop it!"

Stan smiled, pecking his lips.

"I love your laugh, Kyle," Stan confessed.

"I love you," Kyle smiled, his eyes opening.

Stan's cheeks went pink.

Kyle covered his mouth and laughed again.

Stan looked down at his lap, blushing even more.

Kyle pushed Stan down onto the bed, leaning down and kissing him.

Stan kissed back of course, why wouldn't he?

They shared a sweet, passionate kiss.

Once they pulled away, both of their cheeks were a brilliant red.

Kyle shyly smiled, and Stan pulled him in for another kiss.

Thankfully it was Saturday and they could do anything they wanted, without Kyle's parents knowing of course. 

Kyle smiled against Stan's lips.

He was happy with Stan, but he wasn't happy in general. His feelings were always all over the place, but with Stan he felt safe, safe from everything almost.

He felt that way even before him and Stan got together, but he wasn't as happy then.

But he is now.

How could he not?

He was with his crush now, they were together. Finally.

Stan pulled away from the kiss, smiling.

"We should go out tonight, to eat maybe."

"You mean, like a date?"

"Yeah, we haven't gone on our first date yet, and I figured I should get you out of the house and away from your homophobic parents," Stan shrugged, wrapping his arms around Kyle's waist.