Somethings Change

Visiting

"Why?" Kyle asked, but complied none the less. Touching his palm to hers, she felt cold to him because he still had a slight fever.

"It's something Nichole told me and Heidi about. Most guys have naturally bigger hands than most girls, but some girls also have pretty big hands compared to a lot of other girls." Wendy replied. True to her words, they could both tell that Kyle's hands were bigger than hers by over half an inch.

Kyle stared past their hands at Wendy, taking in each feature of her face. The trail of light freckles that bridged her nose, the bright smile with the barely noticeable dimples at the ends of each, the long dark eyelashes. He had unconsciously curled his hand, intertwining their fingers.

Wendy's expression changed, she had stopped smiling. Now her mouth was slightly parted as she stared up at Kyle.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." He whispered, slowly moving to pull his hand back but was stopped when Wendy softly closed her hand around his.

"Its okay, I don't dislike it."

"I mean, I know I acted on impulse with Kyle and I know I should just talk to Kenny, but I don't even fucking know what to say to him!" Stan paced back and forth in Craig's living room while Craig and Tweek sat on the couch in front of him. "I also messed things up with Wendy again, so not only did I lose my girlfriend, but also my best friends all because I can't control my damn emotions!"

"S-Stan maybe you should sit down." Tweek cut in. Stan stopped pacing and just stared for a minute before dropping to the floor and laying outstretched. "Gah! Not what I meant but it works I guess."

"Seriously, you've been like this all week. Just apologize." Craig sighed.

"I want to but I don't know what to say!" Stan groan, pressing his palms to his eyes. "I just think I'll make everything worse..." he mumbled.

"Enough of the self-pity!" Tweek let out a frustrated yell, burying his face in the arms of the couch.

Craig looked between the two of them before looking down at his shoes. "You know I'm not one for emotional talks and shit. But Tweek and I fight a lot." Stan lowered his hands and Tweek shot up straight to stare at his boyfriend. "Hear me out. We don't always get along, heck we started out fighting and faking a relationship just to make the rest of the town happy."

"Woah, really?!" Stan sat up quickly, wide eyes trained on his friend. "So you guys aren't actually gay?"

Craig just laughed while Tweek just looked at him with a worried expression. "While it started off that way, I quickly realized he was extremely important to me. And I, Craig Tucker, the most emotionally distant and unavailable person to exist, fell in love." He took Tweek's hand and rubbed the back of it with the pad of his thumb, bringing it to his lips. He placed a soft kiss looking directly at Tweek, who at the moment could be mistaken for a tomato. "I came to understand after our first break up that no matter how much we fight or how stupid our little arguments are, I will always forgive him because I can't imagine my life without him in it."

Stan stared in aw watching as Craig declared his love and Tweek gawked at him. He could see that they both had absolute love in their eyes. Admittedly, he was a little jealous. He wanted someone to look at him with that kind of love. But all he could reply with was, "Wow."

"Do you think you understand?" Craig asked, turning his head to look at Stan, still holding Tweek's hand in his.

"I think I do." Stan stood and made his way to the door, pulling on his jacket. "Thanks guys." He said, smiling at them before leave out the front door.

"So yeah, that's the story." Kenny finished. He continued to look at the TV screen, thumbs still twiddling away at the controller.

"Ha! That's so gay!" Eric laughed half-heartedly. He kept his eyes trained on the screen, trying his hardest to stay in his first place position. "I always knew those two were gay for each other."

"Yeah, but I don't wanna be involved. I'm interested in someone else and this kinda makes it harder on me." Kenny sighed as the Victory screen lit up for Eric, Kenny placed 3rd.

"Ah really?! You're into a someone for real? I thought you were just going to be a man whore." Eric laughed. He got up to change the game, going through the different cases he'd brought. "I bet they have huge tits, or a giant penis." Kenny had to give Eric credit, for all the gay jokes he made, he wasn't actually homophobic.

"I don't know actually, I've never slept with him." Kenny shrugged.

"Woah, that's a surprise." Eric placed a new game in the console and sat back down on the couch again. "For real though, you should just be with them if you want. Doesn't matter what Stan and Kyle are going through."

Kenny thought for a moment as the game screen switched on for Mortal Combat. "Hey Cartman?"

"Sup?"

"I'm really glad you came to visit."

"Dude, don't make this weird."