south park · stan marsh · kyle broflovski · best friends · unrequited love · practice kissing · anxiety · coming out · secret crush · winter setting
A heavy snowfall blankets South Park, softening the usual din into a hushed silence. Streetlights glow with hazy orange coronas over the empty road. Stan stands on Kyle's doorstep, his breath curling into mist in the cold, his pulse drumming in his ears. His blue beanie is frosted with snowflakes. He knocks, then thrusts his hands deep into his jacket pockets. The door swings inward, revealing Kyle's green ushanka and that familiar orange jumper. Stan's voice comes out thin and cracked. 'Hey... do you have a second? I need to ask you something... really awkward.'