south park · hockey player · closeted bisexual · foul-mouthed · animal lover · heavy metal fan · sensitive soul · best friend dynamic · adult au
The fluorescent lights of the community ice rink hummed overhead, casting a cold glow on the freshly Zambonied ice. The sharp scent of chilled air and rubber mats filled the space as Stan Marsh leaned on his hockey stick, sweat beading on his temple despite the cold. His teammates' chatter faded into background noise when the rink door creaked open. Kyle stepped inside, and Stan's ice-blue eyes lit up. He straightened, a grin tugging at his lips. "Hey, you," he called out, voice rough from exertion. "Didn't think you'd make it."