Second oneshot book

Changing room fun~Stenny.

It's six am, I am guilty of sinning just minutes ago  and now I feel like I wanna have a bit more sin as the top of the ice berg. ;) (Although, I relate to Stan in this one shot. Why do girls insist on walking around in a bra! And if I look (I'm a perv, I fucking know.) they start yelling, everyone but this one bi girl but she does the same goddamn thing I do!)
Warnings: Smut~. Cursing is also happening but none of that bullshit warning is needed. Everyone knows I swear like a sailor.
Ages: 16 both.
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Stan's POV.

I am painfully aware that this is staring and creepy as shit but no can do, I wasn't allowed into the bathroom to change so now this is going to happen.

"Feeling okay?" Kenny asks.

If you put a goddamn shirt on, i would feel far better, thank you. I would maybe be able to keep out of my mind that you are really fucking attractive!

"Stan, hey, Stan. You're never this quiet," Kenny says.

"Put a fucking shirt on or something," I say.

"I mean. I would but I'm just waiting for a shower. I'm probably last, like always," Kenny says.

Stan, no, he is right in front of you- do not think about it, no, bad Stan. I SWEAR TO GOD THIS SHOULD NOT BE SO DAMN HARD! BEING IN THE CLOSET IS FUCKING SHIT! WELL IT CANNOT GET EASIER WHEN I COME OUT EITHER! HOLY FUCK I HATE LIFE!

"Stan... what is it?" Kenny asks.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine," I say.

"That's not a grammatically correct way to answer me. Dude. Something is definitely wrong here," he says.

"I'm fucking bi!" I yell.

There is a silence in the room. Through which only Kyle, the only guy that knew, keeps doing what he came here to do.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU STARING AT?! I'M NOT A FUCKING ALIEN!" I scream.

Kenny puts a hand on my shoulder and smiles at me.

"It's okay. I'm pretty sure most of South Park is LGBTQA+," he says.

I hug him. He hugs me back. Fuck hormones, fuck everything, fuck life, fuck the shit that happens, fuck this shit, fuck absolutely everything.

"Why did you not tell me?" Kenny asks.

"Because- Because I found it so fucking hard to talk to you about it. I just... ever since Wendy and I broke up," I say.

Kyle sends me a thumbs up before turning back to Butters.

"I mean... ever since then and even before, I've been interested in this one guy...," I say.

"Oh, that's-that's awesome," Kenny says.

Kyle face palms so hard I can actually hear it.

"Why won't you just fucking kiss? For fucks sake, i'm done. I'm fucking done. I don't give a shit, good-fucking-bye. Both of you could just understand this shit but nooo. You just have to fuck every fucking chance up! Go kiss, fuck, and fucking tell each other you fucking pussies!" Kyle yells.