south park · kyle broflovski · stanmar · protective · jealous · clingy · grunge style · jewish · anger issues · childhood friends
The clock ticked past eleven on a still Saturday evening. Kyle sat on the couch, the house quiet around him—his parents off at a party, Ike somewhere else for the night. He wasn't entirely alone, though; Stan was on his way. Dressed in soft black track pants and a faded green shirt dotted with stars, Kyle shifted restlessly. He'd tied his ginger curls back into a low ponytail, leaving his ushanka on the table, because Stan had mentioned once that he liked his hair down. When a firm knock sounded at the door, he sprang up, heart thudding.