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”if youkeep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.”
Stan said a littlejokingly and looked at his drunk friend who was leaning slightly over the edgeof the armchair, trying to get closer to the sofa where Stan himself wassitting. Kyle just smiled and leaned in further “maybe we won’t need a bed” heh said and let out a low laugh at his own wordsas he looked into Stan’s eyes. Kyle was obviously way to drunk for his owngood, and Stan was basically the only one sober enough to take care of himoddly enough. The dark haired boy sighed and shook his head as he began getting out of thesofa. “Oh you’ll need a bed alright” he said and stood up as Kyle’s eyes widened andhe looked up at Stan with wide eyes, filled of excitement.“Really!?” he asked and took the hands Stan held out for him and let himselfget pulled up from the armchair to stand on his feet. Stan just smiled inresponse as he tried to steady his wobbly friend that was about to fall as soonas he stood up. When Kyle was standing straight Stan met Kyle’s eyes and said:“yeah.. I’m going to get you home and tuck you into bed. And we can’t do thatwithout a bed.”Kyle pouted and groaned as he leaned more against Stan “I don’t wanna sleeeeeep” he whined and buried his face against Stan’s neck“I’m not even tired” he grumbled.Stan just sighed and patted Kyle’s back gently. “Come on Kyle, just let me walk you home” he said before closing his eyes torelax and kind of just enjoy being close to Kyle, since he wasn’t too much forphysical contact when he was sober.It took a little while for Kyle’s brain to register what his friend had justsaid, but as soon as he did he smiled a little to himself.“Only if you sleep with me~” Kyle said and sent Stan blushing a little,and just as he opened his mouth toreject the offer he realized that if he did, he probably wouldn’t be able toget him home. He sighed and bit his lip a little.“sure” he said softly and let his hands fall off of Kyle’s back. As soon as thewords left Stan’s mouth Kyle pulled away to look at his best friend but wobbleda little at the sudden movement. When hewas stable again he looked into Stan’s eyes with a big smile.“Really?!” he asked and Stan looked around to make sure that nobody, especiallynot Kenny, had heard the small promise he’d made to Kyle before he looked intoKyle’s eyes and gave him a small nod. “y-yeah” he said lowly and swallowed “so.. let’s just go, ok?” he said andgrabbed Kyle’s hand softly and began pulling him through the crowd of drunkteens blocking the hall.Kyle just watched Stan’s back with wide eyes as he tried to stumble after him. OMG, was this seriously gonna happen? Justlike that? Had it always been this easy, just ask him? As Kyle was completely lost in his thoughtsStan had begun to get his jacket on. After Stan got his and jacket on and thenhelped Kyle on with his they headed out into the cold autumn night.
Thereweren’t many words exchanged during their walk home, and for the first timeever, Kyle was nervous for being alone with Stan, while Stan didn’t seembothered at all. Kyle glanced at Stan who looked completely cool with thesituation and he blushed a little as he kept watching the taller boy. The onlyreason Stan looked so cool was because his thought were completely differentthan Kyle’s, he was thinking of the best way to sneak into his house withoutwaking anyone and then get him to bed without any protest.. to sleep of course!
When theboys were approaching Kyle’s house Kyle stopped all of a sudden and grippedStan’s sleeve to stop him as well. Stan got a bit confused but stopped andturned around to look at Kyle and as soon as he saw his face his eyes widenedand he began to panic. Kyle’s face was as green as his hat and he held hisother hand over his mouth and looked like he was going to barf any second. “Oh fuck!” Stan exclaimed and grabbed Kyle’s arm and pulled him towards thedoor in a hurry, trying to get there as fast as possible. “Just hold it in alittle longer” he said as they reached the doorstep and was just reaching forthe handle when Kyle reached over the doorstep and puked into a bush quiteloudly. Stan cringed from the noises behind him before turning to Kyle and saw that hehad managed to get some on his shirt. But right now Stan didn’t really have anytime to be disgusted; he had to take care of his best friend. He sighed andmoved a hand to carefully stroke over Kyle’s back. “how are you?” he asked softly and Kyle just looked at Stan with a face thatshowed that he had been as unprepared for that puke as he was. He then shruggedand looked towards the bush “I dunno” he mumbled and Stan smiled softly before reaching for the doorknobagain “let’s get you cleaned up” he said before opening the door and held it open forKyle who wobbled inside, but not as wobbly as he had been earlier. Stanfollowed him in and then closed and locked the door behind them beforestripping out of his jacket, and this time Kyle managed to get his jacket offby himself. Stan then helped Kyle up the stairs as he held an arm around Kyle’swaist, trying to ignore the strong smell of puke that was filling his nose. When they finally reached Kyle’s room Kyle got out of Stan’s hold and moved tothrow himself onto the bed. When his back hit the bed he let out a small groan,he had lost all confidence as he threw up, and now there he was, all alone withStan and no confidence. Fuck. He obviously still wanted Stan, like he had thelast couple of years, but now he didn’t dare to make a move anymore. Stan smiled a little how eager Kyle seemed to be to go to bed as he closed thedoor behind him before approaching the bed. Kyle looked over at Stan as hebegan leaning over the smaller boy, and Kyle was just about to sit up when Stanplaced a hand onto Kyle’s shoulder and pushed him down into the bed again. Kyleblushed like crazy as he watched Stan and his heart was beating faster asStan’s hands went down before coming up again, pulling Kyle’s hoodie off, andhis shirt followed and soon after so did his pants. So there he was, lyingalmost naked in front of Stan who was still fully dressed, and he was justgoing to ask him to strip as well when Stan placed Kyle’s head onto the pillowsbefore tucking him in. Kyle looked confused at Stan, this wasn’t what hewanted. Kyle then watched Stan’s face for a while before he realized what wasgoing on and he began feeling like an idiot and began to blush darkly, but tocover it up he pulled the covers over himself.“you never even planned on laying a finger on me, did you?” he asked and closedhis eyes tightly, waiting for the awful truth. Stan just smiled as he looked atthe lump under the cover that was probably Kyle’s face.“I don’t wanna use my super best friend you know” he said and sat down onto thebed next to Kyle and ran a hand through Kyle’s messy curly hair, trying to calmhim down.Kyle lowered the covers to peek out at Stan a little as he kept blushing, andbefore he had a chance to say anything to complain Stan said:“ And if you’d still want me in the morning I might agree to it”. Stan said itwith a small grin and then patted Kyle’s head softly before starting to get upfrom the bed.“now go to sleep” he mumbled. Kyle pulled down the covers and quickly reached to grab onto Stan’s sleeve “please don’t leave” he said and lookedup at Stan with big eyes and a face redder than his own hair. Stan just smiledsoftly and shook his head as he stopped.“relax Kyle, I’m just getting you some water, there’s no way I’d leave you inthis condition. I’ll be right back” he said and a small smile spread overKyle’s face as he let go of Stan’s shirt and watched as he left the room. Awarm feeling was spreading through Kyle’s entire body, and that feeling didn’tleave throughout the whole night. When Stan later crawled into the bed withKyle to sleep the warm feeling grew and a few butterflies found their way intoKyle’s belly and the redhead snuggled closely before falling asleep with a smileon his face.
Though inthe morning that smile was replaced with a very confused face and Stan had toexplain everything that had happened the other day… or well not everything..
And yes, I am finally doing these.
