PAIRING/S: christophe, damien x reader [ platonic // romantic ]
GENRE: fluff
PRONOUNS: gender neutral
REQUESTED: yes // no
" may I request foreign kids crushing on reader:> "
– anon
A/N: omfg foreign kids request lets go!!,, sorry anon i didn't know which foreign kids you wanted so i went w/ these two. if u wanted any specific characters pls send in another ask :))
christophe ✰ !
christophe didn't notice his crush on you at first. but it was little gestures of his that gave it all away
stares from afar–and he doesn't really know why he stares. he claims your face is "nice."
oh but how about when he immediately turns to the sound of your voice?? he apparently likes your voice too or what?? hm?
and of course it's no other than gregory who notices this first, and therefore questions him about this first. yet he knows what's going on
and honestly? part of christophe knows what's up as well. but obviously he, out of all people, would not fall into this silly, overrated facade known as.. *coughs out a lung* love...........
to him, being in love is like having a tiger as a pet; dangerous, foolish. and you'll have to enjoy the happy side until eventually that tiger punctures your heart with its claws!!!.
at least that's what he said when a random kid asked about it
overrall, love is a waste of time, and losing half your brain is both a "symptom" and an "effect."
yet even with what he claims, it's starting to take control of him. thoughts of you flood his head and instead of this "love" taking away his brain and making him lose his mind, it's him who wants to throw his entire brain into a trash bin and making himself lose his fucking mind.
but then he stays up at night, giving into these thoughts. and eventually, he's swimming in them, rather than laying on his bed. he reminds himself that he's talking about you. you, who somehow manages to be his only reason to actually even go to class. you, who even bothers sparing him a glance–and fuck, even a smile. while others either look at him like he just talked to a bear in bear language, or he's the fucking bear himself
while giving into these thoughts, he gives into you, and he gives into this disgusting love
love is a waste of time, but christophe would gladly waste his time for you.
damien ✰ !
at first, damien just thought of you like he thought of everyone else; worthless mortals, humans,,weak and pathetic.
but while he looked down at others like the inadequate beings they are, he can't seem to even look at you.
but after a while, he warmed up to you. but not in the way you think. he started approaching you himself, only to pick on you
but not in a way he's like "haha measly mortal *almost burns you to death*"
more of in a way to pinch on your cheeks and enjoy how you react, and then drag you around with him just so you can do everything and anything he orders you to because you're nothing but his "personal servant"
when the truth is that he only uses that lame excuse to hang out with you (in such a way he doesn't realize you don't find appealing).
but then pip tells him that it won't do anything, that you'll just distance yourself from him and he won't hold any positive impact on it
damien shoos him off, telling him it's none of his business and he should just stick to his tea and crumpets
but later when he's alone, he flicks his hand, igniting a flame to dance around his fingers.
and he folds his hand to a fist, then does the same again. surprising himself to find an image of you along the dancing flames, the way your eyes put the brightness of the fire to shame, and your smile always seems to be so infectious to everyone around you
the pounding of his chest, so loud that it sounds like drums are ringing in his ears.
he takes it that you must've learned how to start a fire too, in your own sense. a fire nothing can put out.
guess you're not just some measly human after all.
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I honestly feel like this one is my worst HC List yet, but I tried.
And like I said, I will now post out of order, since I now go along with what I feel motivated for at that moment, so you can get the good stuff.
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The boys (Main4 I CATG I Forgein Kids) x Shy!Reader
Cartman:
He doesn’t get why you’re shy. Like, just stop being that?
He slowly grows to accept it and kind of likes the roll he slowly slips into.
Anyone being a dick to you? He will berate them on your behalf.
A waiter brings you the wrong order? You don’t wanna make a fuss and just eat what you got but he will make sure that the waiter regrets working that day.
You appreciate him trying to get you heard but you would also like if he brought less attention to you.
Stan:
You do you. He likes you for who you are and won’t change a thing about you.
Being shy and his family is no good combination.
Randy really tested your limits when you first met his parents.
Stan will always make sure you feel comfortable when he is with you, not wanting to scare you off or anything.
He thinks its super cute that you’re shy. He can’t help but find you adorable if you’re flustered.
Kyle:
Thinks you’re adorable.
He will always make sure that you will be heard and try to work with you on your shyness.
I mean, hanging out with Kyle and his friends kinda requires it but you manage.
His family finds you charming and think you’re a perfect balance to his hotheadedness.
He won’t let anyone talk shit about you and your comfort is his number one priority!
Kenny:
He loves to make you flustered and stumble over you word.
He does it with such ease that you sometimes hate him for it.
Kenny knows what it’s like being shy (He used to when he was younger, and Karen still is) so he will just let you be.
He will try to get you more confident, like he did but once he sees that it’s no use, he will stop.
His favorite thing about you? You getting flustered when he flirts with you.
Butters:
You’re both rather shy so you’re a rather quiet couple that just enjoys each other’s company.
Unlike the other boys, should you get a wring order at a restaurant, you two will just enjoy what you got, not wanting to cause a commotion.
Butters parents love you. You don’t get him into trouble, you are quiet, well behaved, what’s not to love?
Butters is the perfect SO if you just want someone who will just quietly enjoy the world with you.
Clyde:
Like Kenny, he loves seeing you flustered.
To him its like a game, seeing how far he can push you.
A big problem with him is his ego though.
Some guy bummed into you.
You will just quickly say sorry and continue.
Clyde however will try to pick a fight and will probably lose it, leaving you to profusely apologize.
Token:
He is so in love with this quiet being named Y/N.
He will gladly do anything you don’t feel like doing.
You have a phone call that makes you nervous and you struggle to get your words out? He will take over.
His parents are in love with you.
They think its so cute how flustered you get when Token talks about how great you are.
Craig:
Craig and you are a thing to look at.
This tall giant with a shy partner clinging onto his arm whenever he lets you.
Craig really likes your shyness and thinks that it fits you perfectly.
“I love how youre not one of these annoying other girls that just cause trouble wherever they go!”
Craig enjoys spending your time together with just cuddling and listen to music, no talking needed.
Tweek:
People wonder how you even got together and who made the first step.
(It was you when you just couldn’t wait any longer)
Tweek thinks you compliment him very well and loves that you can manage to keep him calm.
Tweek is also somewhat shy, so you’d be a quiet couple and his parents are crazy about you.
They love how you keep him calm and just smile at them.
Jimmy:
Jimmy likes to jokes about you being shy but you don’t mind that.
You know he means well and means no offense.
You like that he besides that he really doesn’t care if youre shy, he just lets you be you and be happy.
Should you ask him to handle something for you, he will always try.
Pip:
Cute little tea parties.
Pip is a sweetheart and likes that you’re shy.
He tries to not make you flustered and will occasionally stand up for you.
Like should you really want to get something, but someone messes it up and you just don’t want the confrontation, he will try to make it happen.
Damien:
Kinda annoyed that you’re shy until he gets used to it.
“Y/N, just stand up for yourself, I can’t always do it!”
Won’t admit that he does kinda find it cute when you blush around him.
Like Clyde, he will pick a fight should someone come at you, but he will win. Always.
Christophe:
He is nonchalant about it.
You shy? Cool, but can you handle him? If yes, then he doesn’t give a shit how you are.
You thought that was kinda mean, but you eventually get what he means.
If you can handle his with God-hatred loaded rants, rambling about missions then you’re amazing in his eyes. (He won’t be caught alive stumbling over his words should you do something cute while he talks.)
Eventually he admits that he thinks you’re his beautiful “homologue”, that is just so cute and quiet.
Gregory:
He’s so charmed by your shyness.
He always thought his ideal partner would be super outgoing and not afraid to directly speak their mind.
But once he got to know you, he threw those thoughts right out of a window.
He loves seeing you blush, or maybe hide in an oversized hoodie.
Should someone be mean to you, you wont even have time to react before Gregory has them apologize to you.
David:
You two met when he served you in his family’s restaurant and he just couldn’t help but fall for you while you were awkwardly trying to order from the cute waiter.
It’s quite an endearing story and his family thinks it is so cute.
They really like you and keep joking about if you weren’t so shy, you’d be a perfect second waiter.
You just awkwardly laugh at that and blush.
David is just in love and can’t help but always think about that fateful day you two met.
Gosh that was so good I’m literally loved it thank you can I request what type of yandere is everybody or just some random ones if this makes sense ❤️
HCs for Platonic and Romantic Yandere Christophe, Gregory & Damien
A.N. - Glad to hear I did my favourite character justice! So I just used this as an excuse to write for a few of the characters that I figure won't get requested much but still wanted to do something for. Fair warning that all three of these boys are quite high on the yandere scale, so the danger is afoot.
Christophe (aka "The Mole")
Platonic:
The ultimate soldier of fortune and guard dog rolled into one. No task is off-limits, out of the question, or too daunting for Christophe. If his friend wants it done, he will make it his mission in life to see it come to fruition no matter how many lives get thrown under the bus or ended prematurely in the process.
He devotes himself to serving them and eliminating all obstacles and irritants from their life, as it is the only way he knows how to express any sort of positive sentiment for another person. Christophe is woefully inexperienced with the concept of friendship, and it shows.
It's something he never believed to be genuine nor allowed himself to indulge in due to deep-rooted trust issues largely stemming from his mother's poor treatment of him, so this sudden and overwhelming preoccupation with defending his friend from the world is entirely foreign to him.
Christophe is all too familiar with how unfriendly and predatory people can be, so he takes it upon himself to become his friend's self-proclaimed bodyguard. A target now lies on the backs of anyone they interact with.
Their friends are manipulative moochers who will turn on them the moment times get tough, and their family is waiting for the perfect excuse to disown them and finally be rid of them.
Strangers and acquaintances are dealt the worst hand of all. Christophe has no time for tomfoolery, and if someone rubs him or his friend the wrong way for even a second, he will not hesitate to crack them over the head with his shovel and spit on their corpse.
His friend will likely be subjected to various long-winded rants about the futility of relationships and how the world has gone to hell in a handbasket, but there is always a recurring theme. No one is worthy of their trust except him.
Romantic:
Christophe is already fiercely paranoid and unstable. Throw obsession into the mix, and it’s a one-way ticket to hell on earth. At first, he loathes these feelings and his partner for causing them. In his eyes, love is nothing more than a sham revolving around leeching on to one another only to get stabbed in the back.
He tries desperately to bury his raging emotions and ignore his partner’s existence, but they invade his thoughts every second of every day without fail, never allowing him a single moment of reprieve. It chips away at his remaining sanity, keeps him up at night, and leads to many instances of him absentmindedly following them for a while only to come to his senses and be enraged by his own behaviour.
Just because Christophe is obsessed with his partner does not mean he is nice to them. If anything, he is actually ruder to them than he is to most. For the longest time, he refuses to accept the fact that these feelings are not going away and blames his partner for his inner turmoil, expressing his denial and frustration by acting belligerent towards them and making them think he detests them.
In a way, he does, but his true feelings become all too apparent whenever someone flirts with them or when they avoid him. Christophe will eventually crack during one of these two scenarios. What follows is a tumultuous rage in which the mercenary screams his head off, assaults anyone who attempts to impede him, and unloads on his partner.
They have every facet of his real opinion on them shouted in their face before he takes his shovel to whoever may be with them, not relenting until the other person is unidentifiable. Every perceived culprit and contributor is absolutely brutalized. When the smoke clears, his partner is left with no friends and a dwindling number of living relatives.
Gregory of Yardale
Platonic:
The one who seems to know everything about anyone his friend ever comes into contact with while simultaneously being everywhere they are yet never where they need him to be when they actually need him.
When his friend wants his help with something, Gregory suddenly vanishes off the face of the earth or conveniently has a prior commitment that takes priority even if he told them he was free a mere moment earlier. He thinks asking him for help is the only sensible choice because no one else could ever hope to match his intellect and prowess, but just because his friend’s life is the only one he values other than his own does not get them a free ride.
If they truly desire his assistance, they can earn it by either waiting for him to become available or begging him to make an exception because there are few things Gregory delights in more than some good old-fashioned ego-stroking. At least, that’s his thought process. In reality, it does not play out that way most of the time.
His friend usually turns to someone else for help at this point, which insults Gregory to the core and makes him insanely jealous. It is a slap in the face reminding him that they do not hold him in as high of a regard as he holds himself.
Infuriating but manageable, he decides. All he needs to do is exterminate the peasant they dare to believe can compare to him and announce that his so-called busy schedule has miraculously opened. A deal fell through or a client cancelled a meeting and now he has all the time in the world to assist them.
If the deed is already finished, it is a disgrace to everything Gregory stands for, and whoever replaced him is dying if it is his final act on this earth. If the task is only partially completed, it spells a marginally better fate for the other person, as he will focus more on debasing and criticizing their undeveloped work rather than on hunting them down.
If they fail or ditch his friend, he interprets it as proof of his superiority, and his friend will never hear the end of his monologues about how he is the only one they should rely on and who will always be there for them.
No matter what the case is, their helper would be wise to sleep with one eye open for the foreseeable future.
Romantic:
Gregory loves what he does. Every untimely death brings a smile to his face. Plotting the murder of his rivals and any pests who cannot refrain from sticking their noses in his private affairs is an art form to him. Watching the authorities scramble for the slightest shred of evidence while the helpless denizens of South Park grow evermore desperate and paranoid with each disappearance instills in him a profound sense of pride.
If he feels generous, they find the body. If not, it will be as if the victim never existed outside of a few stray memories that will fade once the case inevitably goes cold.
Gregory is far from an overenthusiastic amateur when it comes to under-the-table deeds. Every death is manipulated to support his alibi and outfitted with a backstory dissuading any notion of his culpability.
When his partner is left lonely and disheartened by their friends' passing or vanishing, he offers them his shoulder to cry on and feeds them lies. One friend up and left due to a family emergency, another missed weeks of school only to return a shadow of their former self unable to look them in the eye because of a deteriorating home environment, and their best friend was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time when that car rounded the corner.
Has a dangerous taste for the dramatic. Gregory prefers to steer clear of harming family members, but that will not prevent him from endeavouring to convince his partner that they are holding them back and killing their true potential.
He drips with charm and charisma at all the right moments and leaves little to no trace of his nefarious pastimes in his dialogues, but the ever-intensifying urge to spill his guts about everything he has done in their honour and revel in obtaining their undivided attention for once is more than a little maddening.
In a perfect world, every murder would be a work of art and a testament to his undying adoration of them. They would gaze upon each masterpiece with awe and realize that the only person in the world who deserved them was him. Alas, Gregory finds himself disappointed with reality once again, but it is nothing a little perseverance cannot remedy.
Damien Thorn
Platonic:
Treats his friend more like a pet. Damien regards them as the one being he will order the legions of Hell to spare following the birth of the apocalypse, but their friends and family's fates are not so promising.
In the meantime, he spends nearly every waking moment of his vacation in South Park accompanying them in their daily life. He has no concept of personal space or privacy when it comes to them and will be baffled if they tell him to leave. Not that it matters if they do, for Damien never sheds his sense of supremacy and views their objections as trivial balderdash.
Their independence is all but stripped from them, and he expects unconditional submission else a few poor bystanders erupt in flames. While his fury is rarely unleashed directly upon his friend, he will target anyone unfortunate enough to be nearby and hunt down the people closest to them if he feels especially slighted.
Every living thing that communicates with his friend is a threat requiring barbarous extermination. Damien is more than willing to crack open the earth like an egg and watch with fiendish delight as the victim is dragged into Hell by demonic spirits and consumed by the fires of the underworld. His friend is welcome to watch it with him, and he insists that they take him up on the offer because they are going to see much more of it soon.
Their future was set in stone the moment they met him. Damien is a stranger to connections of any kind, and, while he does not fully understand what he is experiencing, he knows that he wants his friend to remain by his side for all eternity.
Unfortunately, he cares neither for how this goal is achieved nor whether they consent to his plan or not. Satan eventually catches wind of his scheme when his son rejects the opportunity to return to Hell unless his friend accompanies him.
The devil explains why that is impossible, claiming that they must be dead before their soul may safely traipse through the underworld. Damien takes this at face value and announces to his friend that he wants them to join him in the afterlife. He promises their fate will be a prosperous one, as a majority of demons are bound by his father to obey him.
Trying to escape now would spell the demise of hundreds, if not more. The possibility of sparking a premature Armageddon by refusing looms over his friend's head. Regardless of their response, the decision is not theirs to make. It never was. Endowed with the legacy of Satan, the throne of Pandemonium is his birthright, and Damien was never taught to take no for an answer.
Romantic:
Everyone in his partner's life has been marked for death and can expect the forces of Hell to come knocking on their door shortly. Damien houses no regard for any living thing except himself and whomsoever fate curses to catch his eye. He will pursue them with all the diligence of a merciless demon, never sparing a second thought about the many casualties.
There is a complete and utter lack of prudence and tact in his actions, as he is violently impatient and fails to see the purpose of hunkering down for the long haul when he can trigger Armageddon with a snap of his fingers. Playing the waiting game is such a colossal waste of time for him that he will not hesitate to appear before his partner one day and inform them that they are now a resident of Hell.
Damien does not understand the ways of mortals yet and will likely attempt to bring them to his home with cataclysmic effects, unaware that the souls of the living are not designed to be tethered to the underworld. Being scolded by his father will not be the worst part of that day for either of them.
The unwanted journey may leave his partner traumatized or with a fractured psyche, as they had numerous images of countless people being tortured by methods they thought too barbaric to conceive unrepentantly thrust upon them. If that does not make them crack, the piece of their soul now trapped in Hell begins to tear their mind apart at the seams.
No one will ever have any doubts about Damien's stance on his partner's social life. People are incinerated daily for the slightest transgressions, and there is not much anyone can do about it other than to avoid his partner like the plague.
Born in the seventh circle of Hell, the Antichrist possesses no capacity for morality or compassion. Humans are naught but dirt under his boots. He refuses to allow his partner to leave his sight for any reason, and no one who dares to interfere is graced with so much as a shred of mercy. Their family inspires a special type of hatred within Damien, for they were around when he was not and share an inherent bond he cannot replicate or replace.
His partner may get the sense that he is merely biding his time until they die so he can claim their soul. It certainly is not the worst path to take, but he is prone to altering his methods on a dime. He may start to influence aspects of their life to be more hazardous and continually place them in life-threatening situations. Anything to speed up the process.
I saw a user requesting for quiet s/o and I wanted to get on board too! Can I request a s/o that never speaks but is mostly smiling and running around in non-stop and if they aren't running everywhere they're asleep anywhere?
I don't know if this is a clear idea, they would be super hyperactive but would also fall asleep easily. I would like to see them with the foreign kids (counting Damien) or the goths!
So sorry for taking so long, had lots of shit going on and I had some trouble writing but here I am. I really hope you enjoy it and thank you for making me rewatch the movie and all Goth Kids episodes! :D
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HYPERACTIVE/SLEEPY S/O WITH THE FOREIGN KIDS AND GOTHS
Pip
Pip is that kind of person, who doesn’t care. If you’re hyper, he will try to keep up with you and make the most of your adventures together.
If you’re sleepy and want to rest, he will gladly do so too.
He somewhat flexible in that regard, just being happy with doing what you want to do.
He will tell you though if he thinks you’re maybe a bit to hyper or warn you to not endanger yourself.
Damien
He does not care at all about anything.
If you want to be active so be it, but he not gonna join in activities or anything, as he would rather just sit down and watch you do it, without breaking a sweat himself.
He does like it if you come to him when you tuckered yourself out and just want to relax with him.
Satan loves you and thinks it’s adorable that his moody and grumpy son has a always smiling sunshine by his side.
Gregory
Some people would wonder how you two ended up together, as no one would have thought Gregory could have a S/O so different from himself.
Everyone sees him as the quiet, well mannered, and hardworking young man and then there is the always hyper goofball Y/N. People just question how. The. Fuck.
Well, what others don’t see is that Gregory enjoys your hyperactivity. He loves just watching you do your thing and maybe read a book while doing so. He enjoys listening to your opinion about topics that interest him, since you have quite a different few on things.
He loves your differences and his favorite thing about you is when you’re rather quiet and snuggle up to him, while he reads or something. It warms his heart and he so head over heels in love with you.
Christophe
Just like Damien, he likes watching you do your thing rather than join. His physical activities are very limited, and he would rather just relax with a cigarette in his mouth.
When people see you, no one believes that Christophe managed to get with someone so different from himself.
He constantly tells you that if there is a god, you’re the only good thing he ever created.
If anyone talks badly about you, he will gladly dig a grave from them.
David
He such a chill guy.
He doesn’t care how you behave as long as you have fun.
You don’t mind helping in his parents in their restaurant and they absolutely adore you. Especially his mother.
He loves doing sporty activities with you, so you power yourself out and then just relax with you.
Napping after a nice round of soccer or football is a must.
Michael/Pete/Henrietta
(Sorry for clumping them all together, I just think they would be pretty much the same…)
They loath your hyperactive site. Its just… It is cute to them, but they really can’t relate to you on that topic.
They love having you around when they meet up with the other goths and talk about how much they hate life.
The only thing they don’t hate is having your head in their lap.
You nap and they just caress you ever so slightly with a content smile on their lips. (They would never admit that there’s something in this world they don’t hate.)
They don’t really respond if you say, “I love you”. They would just nod in public places and suppress the tiny smile that wants to creep on their face.
Their way of saying, “I love you” is, “I guess I don’t hate you as much as everything else.”
Christophe x childhood friend reader x Kenny, Christophe, Gregory and reader have been friends since gradeschool. Reader was a very emotional person who cared about everyone. She was very sweet yet still helped the boys assassinating people. Reader had always had an obvious crush on Christophe but she never seems get to an direct answer and it really starts to bum her out. So she starts trying to stop showing her feelings to him. It worries people because she starts being more quieter than her normal self. When asked, all she can say ' I just realized that there's something I could never have' and nothing else. It's until reader's parents (who are bakers) get a job opportunity in a town named South Park. It's a very awkward goodbye (with Christophe, it's sad af with Gregory) and she leaves.
As if a switch was pulled, reader goes back to being a sweet and emotional girl (much to her parents delight/relief). We makes lot of new friends and gets a new crush too, Kenny McCormick. She's shy around him at first, much to her friends: Bebe, Wendy, and Nicole's confusion. She confides in them and tells her past troubles with love. They comfort her and tell that it's sure to be different. So reader lightens up around Kenny and they begin a beautiful relationship.
Yet we hit a rough patch when Kenny's womanizing way Catches up with him (Kelly, Tammy, etc) so we naturally get defensive (not to how we were with Christophe but still pretty strained). But worry not, reader (and her friends) win their class a trip to London (they sold 7,777 cookies!!!). Reader is nervous but doesn't stress to hard, it's not like Christophe is still leaving there right? Well after settling into their hotel, Reader and Gregory run into each other and have a heartfelt reunion then reader reunites with Christophe and it's really awkward. So Gregory and Christophe decide to join them on their trip, but something wrong. Christophe seems a lot more open with reader, which confuses reader and Kenny, having connected the dots, tries keeping reader for himself. And poor reader's in a blushy confusing emotional spiral.
I had such a blast writing this. Writing Christophe is mad fun.
Btw, I implied that the events of the movie never happened here, so Wendy and the others never met Gregory or Christophe.
Kenny and Christophe are also pretty mean girls basically but I loved it so much, I couldn't help myself. ^^
(EXCUSE MY BAD FRENCH; IT HAS BEEN YEARS SINCE MY LAST FRENCH LESSONS AND I WAS PRETTY BAD AT IT)
Warnings: Kenny and Christophe are a little OOC I think, swearing, French, Bad French.
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Christophe x Childhood friend!Reader x Kenny
You hummed as you waited for your best friends in the whole wide world. You had prepared a nice little lunch with self-made sandwiches, lemonade, and brownies.
Your excitement went through the roof, once you heard the door to your secret hideout open. Gregory was the first to come in. “Ah, Y/N, what a lovely surprise!” He said gleamingly and admired the beautifully set table. He put down his backpack and as he did so, your longtime crush strolled in. Cigarette in mouth, dirty all over him and an annoyed expression painted on his face, Christophe.
“Hey, how was the job?” You asked sweetly, as Gregory sat down, and Christophe did so too after a short hesitation. “It went well unti-” “Until zat fucking dumb kid made the wrong zound and made me mess up the whole time plan. Why does no one know what a dying giraffe sounds like?” He ranted, hands moving around hastily, while you and Gregory chuckled. “It’s not funny!” The dark-haired protested while he lit his cigarette. You just smiled.
Despite Christophe’s mean demeanor, you had a huge soft spot for him. “Hey, Christophe?” You asked, demanding his attention, which he gave you, while also taking a bite of a sandwich. “Would you maybe like to hang out sometime?” Gregory pretended to not exist and focused on the suddenly very interesting drink in his hand. He knew you liked their friend. But he also knew Christophe better than anyone else. And the blond knew this couldn’t end well.
“Ah, excuse moi, mais…I just don’t have the time currently.” You nodded, trying your best to not show how disappointed you were. It pained Gregory to see you like this. He loved you like a sister and seeing how Christophe was constantly breaking your little heart made him sad.
To his demise, you only grew quieter with time. When Gregory pressed you on the matter, asking what’s wrong, all you managed to mumble was: “I guess… I just realized that there's something I could never have”. It made him worry. You were such a sweet girl but recently you had become a husk of yourself and today was no different.
They had just come back from another job but this time you didn’t even greet them, just passed the folders in which you listed the new jobs they could take. “Here. I am afraid I have some bad news though.” You mumbled as you pressed the papers in their hands. Gregory looked at you with worry on his face. “What’s wrong, dear?” He asked and noticed how close you were to crying.
“My parents got a really good job over in Colorado. We will move next week.” You mumbled. Gregory threw the papers across the room, before storming to hug you. You held him close, feeling sad, that you would never again drink tea with your favorite English gentleman, and that deeply saddened you.
Your eyes wandered over to Christophe, who looked somewhat sad but made no move to express this. “I can't believe it. You’re THE most important part of this organization and you will be gone by next week?! Who is gonna help me with all the papers?” Gregory held you so close, you almost had trouble breathing.
“I gotta go early today since I have to start packing. I will miss you two so much.” You said, not being able to stop the tears from flowing down your cheeks. “Yeah, sure, take your time. If you need any help, you know you can always count on me.” Gregory said, finally letting go of you. You nodded and walked up to Christophe.
“I guess that’s it huh?” You muttered. “Oui. You will be a great loss to zis organization.” Awkwardly you nodded. Was this really everything he had to say? You didn’t see Gregory in the background, wildly gesticulating for him to say more. The dark-haired raised an eyebrow until he finally got what his partner tried to say.
“We will miss you.” He thought this was a perfectly fine answer, but didn’t catch how much that hurt you. “Yeah, me you too.” You said and walked towards the exit. “See you guys!” You called out before you vanished.
“Great job making her feel like shit.” “What waz I supposed to say?”
“My God, Y/N, you have been here for over half a year now! Just tell him already!” Bebe commented and you blushed profusely. “N-no! He doesn’t even like me that much!” You protested, your cheeks colored in a deep red. “There is no point in denying sweetheart. You both are head over heels for each other. Trust me, Stan told me how much Kenny talks about you.” Wendy reassured you. She pointed with her fork over to the table the boys were seated on and sure enough, the blond boy you were talking about was looking over, waving even when he spotted you looking at him. You shyly waved back, before hiding in your sweater.
“Okay, Y/N, what the fuck happened when you lived in England? I can’t imagine you always behave like this around someone you like.” Nicole looked sternly at you, and you let out a deep sigh. “Well, fine, yeah, there was a guy before Kenny that I liked.”
The girls all pushed their food trays to the side, to stick their heads closer together. “In England, I was close friends with two guys.” “Ohh, a three-way?” “Bebe!” Wendy hissed before they let you continue. “They are assassins and I helped them with everything behind the scenes, like contacting clients, paperwork, and all that. Gregory was my best friend, and the other guy is a French, god-hating, foul-mouthed idiot named Christophe. And I really had a thing for him, but he was always super cold and just not that interested in me.” You rambled and the girls listened attentively. “Okay, okay, Y/N, hear me out on this one…” Bebe began, and you looked at her. “Have you maybe thought about the fact that that Christophe guy was just an idiot? You’re great and Kenny sooo has a thing for you. Just go for it!” Nicole and Wendy nodded. “Yeah, you gotta make new experiences, real experiences.” Nicole agreed and Wendy gave it a thumbs up.
Before they could talk any further, you felt a tap on your shoulder and turned around. Kenny stood there, smiling warmly. “Hey, Y/n, I just wanted to ask if you maybe wanna go to the mall with me on Saturday and maybe get a smoothie or something?” You felt your face heat up and heard the girls squeal quietly. You nodded. “Yeah, that would great!” You answered and he shot you a flashy smile. “Great. I’ll come to pick you up, yeah?” You nodded excitingly and he walked back to the boy’s table. “Ahh, you got a date!” Nicole beamed and so did the other two. A big smile was glued to your face, and you only managed to nod. “We will so come over on Friday and get you ready! Girls’ night!” Bebe planed and you happily agreed.
Being with Kenny was great. He was loving, always looked out for you, loved listening to you, and yet, you hated his guts just now. You wanted to strangle those stupid sluts that constantly clung to his side like their life depended on it. Yeah, you knew Tammy and he had history, as did Kelly, but did he really have to talk to them that much? Didn’t he see how much you hated it? “Hey, babe!” He whispered into your ear, and you moved away. “Hey, Kenny.” You said coldly. You waited for Mister Garrison to finally let you in the hotel. You and the girls managed to win the school competition for a trip to London, by selling 7,777 packages of cookies, totally legally, by the way, nothing to see here, so now your class was in London and after you sat with the girls in the bus Kenny had sneaked up to you. You were kind of nervous, fearing that you could maybe run into…him… but there was no chance he still lives here, right? Right?
You didn’t know why, but since Kenny had started to talk to his bitches, as you called them, again you distanced yourself from him. You were afraid of being hurt again, so distancing yourself was an automatic reaction.
Once you got settled in your room, the girls proposed discovering the town, since you guys had no events for the day. You happily greed and once in the corridor, you spotted Stans gang down the hall. Wendy asked them to join, much to your demise. You wanted girl time, not being secretly annoyed with Kenny time.
You, Wendy, Bebe, Stan, Kyle, and Kenny wandered the streets, taking in the new scenery. “It’s pretty nice here, isn’t it?” Wendy asked as she put the sweets she bought in her bag. “Yeah!” You agreed and sipped on the tea you ordered.
You guys had sat down at a café to just watch the bussing streets and enjoy some British tea. Kyle was talking to Stan about Cartman, and what prank they’d play on him tonight. Kenny was chatting with Bebe and Wendy about Tammy and Kelly, much to your demise and you just looked around. Your eyes wandered and you watched the other patrons when you stopped at a familiar seeming one. Your mouth was agape, there’s no way your eyes weren’t tricking you right now?!
The in leather gloved hands, the orange button-up shirt, that thick golden hair… A book rested in his left hand, while the other held the tea with an extended pinky. It was him. Gregory. He must have noticed you staring as he looked up and recognized you as well. A big smile appeared on his face, and he quickly put the book in his leather messenger bag. You got up, ignoring the questions from the others, while you ran into Gregory’s extended arms.
“Y/N my dear! I would have never guessed to see you again!” Gregory proclaimed, spinning you around. Neither of you cared that everyone was watching. “I’m so happy to see you. It has been ages!” You mumbled, still hugging your long-lost friend tightly. You only lost contact because you lost your phone during the move, so you had no way of contacting them. Before you two could talk, Kenny appeared by your side.
“Hey, babe, who is this guy?” He asked and as you turned around you saw the questioning looks of everyone. “Oh sorry. Guys, this is my old friend Gregory, we have been friends since we were little. Gregory, these are my friends from America, Wendy, Bebe, Kyle, Stan, and my boyfriend Kenny.”
Gregory properly introduced himself and moved to sit with you guys. He talked with your new friends, and you immediately saw how Wendy and Bebe hung to his lips. You understood that. Gregory was a really good-looking young man by now. You chuckled when you spotted how jealous Stan became with each passing second. Soon Gregory’s phone rang, and he excused himself to take the call.
“Oh my god! That’s the Gregory, you told us about, Y/N? Why did you hide that he’s a British snack!” Bebe exclaimed and you chuckled. Soon Gregory sat back down and that devious smile on his lips made you wonder.
“Ze Mole is coming.” He just said, knowing you wanted to question his smile. You felt the blood in your veins freeze for a second.
“He is still here?” You asked and Gregory nodded. “Why wouldn’t he? We kept the organization running. And there is always a spot for you if you ever want to come back.” The blond spotted the longing in your eyes at an instant. Kenny watched it happening quietly, carefully watching you. Soon enough, a certain someone arrived, pulling another chair to your table, and sitting on it backward, so that he was leaning on the backrest.
Your heart was beating like you had just run a marathon as you inspected every detail about him. His dark messy hair was roughly still the same and his trademark cigarette his only accessory. The tight-fitting dark green shirt fit him perfectly you thought and the tactical belt around his torso was still there. He also still wore fingerless gloves. The two really didn’t change much, apart from becoming older.
“Well, Christophe, these are Y/Ns friends from America.” Gregory introduced them and the dark-haired male lazily gifted him a wave. Wendy and Bebe noticed how you were obviously checking him out and laughed.
“I see you got a thing for baddies.” Bebe whispered into your ear, and you wanted to protest, but got interrupted by Stan.
“Well, I like this sort of reunion, but don’t wanna want to continue or sightseeing?” Gregory smiled warmly, as he offered to play tour guide for you. Your friends happily agreed to his proposition, feeling glad to have a real British tour guide. So, you guys paid for your orders and started walking.
To your surprise, instead of walking up front with Gregory, Christophe walked next to you, eyeing you curiously. “It’s nice to ze you again, mon chéri.” He said you felt your face heat up. Did he seriously just call you that? Did he actually say he’s happy to see you again?
“Well, it has been a while, hasn’t it?” You mumbled and Christophe had a pleasant smile resting on his face. That was a new thing, you thought. While Christophe walked next to you on your right, Kenny was on your left and eyeing the French with jealous eyes. He was an expert at reading people and he spotted Christophe’s attraction to HIS girlfriend miles go and he wasn’t blind to your body language either. You two had history. That much was clear.
Gregory led the group down to a nice spot near the riverbanks of the Thames where the girls took pictures together. Kyle and Gregory switched taking the group photos, while Kenny stood next to Christophe, both looking at the others.
Everyone felt the obvious tension between the two. “Don’t even think about, frog eater.” Kenny said, which made Christophe chuckle.
“Ahh, you Américains are so funny. You think everything belongs to you, when in reality she was already mine, once I sat down at ze table.” Christophe took the last puff of his cigarette, before stomping on it on the ground. Kenny averted his gaze and looked at his newfound rival.
“Yours?” He questioned but didn’t Christoph didn’t reward him with an answer. He only chuckled and put a new unlit cigarette in his mouth.
“Écoutez-Vous. You sound so funny.” The girl the two were fighting about returned with Bebe and Wendy and they all obviously felt the tension between the two.
“Ken, come over. Group pics!” Kyle called out to him and somewhat annoyed, Kenny jogged over. So you and your two friends were left with the French man.
“I just wanted to say, you look formidable, ma briquette.” Wendy and Bebe quietly squealed, as Christoph took your hand to press a kiss on your knuckles. You blushed a deep red. What had happened to him? He never behaved like that, but you couldn’t deny how he made your knees weak.
“Hey, Hey, Hey!” Kenny called out and quickly came stomping back. “I just told you to back off.” Kenny said. “Ah sorry, my English is pretty bad, I must have misunderstood.” Christophe shrugged. Kenny wrapped his arms around you and held you close.
“I’ll fuck you up if you don’t keep yourself in check.” Kenny spat and you broke free of his forced hug. “Ken, what the hell?” You questioned his sudden aggression, but you were quickly shoved away by Christophe, who now got all up in Kenny’s face.
“Oh, zen pray to whatever hate-filled God you believe in, and I hope for you he’z real because nothing will be as real as your fucked up face once I am done.” “Oh, I don’t believe in Gods. Not when I already know what hell looks like and so will you when I get started.”There was no point in denying that you, Wendy, and Bebe were super interested in this showdown. It was interesting to see two guys who were obviously fighting over you get so riled up.
Bebe leaned over and whispered: “Damn Y/N, you really got the hot guys fighting over you.” You had a faint pink tone on your cheeks. The two guys you liked were ready to basically kill each other over you. It was kind of flattering. Stan and Kyle tried getting the two to calm down, but to no avail, as they just kept going with their petty insults.
Gregory walked up next to you, leaning down to talk. “You are the only one who can get them to stop, you know that right?” He questioned.
“Yeah. But you must admit, this is kinda entertaining.” He laughed and nodded. “You’re right.” “Give me a minute Gregory. I never had someone fight for me.” You whispered with a hot face, watching as Kyle and Stan tried to pull the two away from each other.
Your heart was confused, seeing Christophe again and how he now behaved towards you awakened feelings you thought weren’t there anymore, but you also loved how Kenny was ready to fight for you. How could anyone not find this super interesting?
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