"KYLE!" Stan shouted, calling to his boyfriend. "What?" He responded, sounding annoyed. "make me a sandwich." Stan whined. Kyle shook his head. "Oh c'mon. You're a twenty something year old man, you can get up and walk to the kitchen." Stan simply groaned in response.

Kyle laughed a bit at his annoyingly lazy boyfriend, but went to the kitchen anyway. His socked feet barely made any noise as he crept downstairs. It was a Saturday, so both of them had work off. They decided to just be lazy and stay inside all day in their pajamas, watching TV shows from their childhood. 

Kyle was in one of Stan's old T-shirts and a pair of basketball shorts from high school. He didn't have his hat on, but his hair had definitely calmed down since he was a kid, being less poofy and frizzy and actually looking like curls.

He smiled softly, finally making it to the kitchen and pulling out some bread. He considered being mean and making him a sandwich from the two end pieces, but he didn't do that.

The two had gotten a house together in the little mountain town of South Park. They were both in their twenties and were absolutely in love with each other. They had been dating since the 11th grade, and though they had their fall outs like every relationship has, they always found a way back to each other. Their friends teased them in the beginning, but stopped when they realized the two were serious and committed.

Kyle smiled down at the finished bologna sandwich with chips on the side. The chips were there simply because Kyle was nice and also because he wanted to steal a few, but that's beside the point. 

He trotted upstairs, plate in hand, and a smile on his face. he knocked on the door. "Here, I made you your shitty sandwich." Kyle laughed. Stan smiled at him and kissed his cheek. "Thanks babe." Kyle blushed a bit and laid down next to the noiret.

"Hey. I love you." Stan whispered, nuzzling his face into Kyle's bright ginger curls. "I love you too." Kyle responded, pecking Stan's lips. "Oh please, you aren't getting away with just a peck." With that Stan smashed his lips against his smaller boyfriend. Kyle smiled against his lips before giving a screech as Stan began to attack his sides.

"Hey! No fair!" Kyle glared. Stan knew he was ticklish and Kyle knew that Stan was immune to all tickle attacks. Stan just laughed and kissed his angry boyfriends cheek. "All's fair in love and war."

Kyle gave him a look, "I'm pretty sure that's not the saying..." he giggled a bit. Stan was adorably dorky and a little slow sometimes. It made the red heads heart pump every time, sending blood to his heavily freckled cheeks.

Kyle looked back at Stan and noticed how the other man was staring at him intently. Kyle felt a wave of timidness flush through his whole body, which was stupid seeing how long they had been together. "Ha, what? something on my face..?" Kyle gulped, face red.

Stan just smiled, "Nah, I was just enjoying the view." Kyle immediately flushed. "Oh my God, Shut up!" Kyle giggled, throwing a pillow at Stan, hiding his face. "Oh this means war." Stan smirked grabbing a pillow himself and throwing it at Kyle.

The two began to laugh as they had an all out pillow war. Feathers flew and shrieks of delight were heard through the house as pounding footsteps thundered up and down stairs. "I'm gonna get you Kyle!" Stan yelled smiling, chucking another pillow at his ginger boyfriend.

"You'll never take me alive!" Kyle yelled back, a large smile across his sweaty face. The two giggled and laughed as Kyle hit himself in the head with a pillow, pretending to die. "Oh my god you're such a nerd." Stan smiled, helping Kyle to his feet. "Yeah but you love me." Kyle smirked. "Damn right I do." The noiret also smirked.

Kyle's face flushed red, but not from the exertion he just experienced. No, he was blushing from Stan's sweet words. "Psh, dork." The ginger laughed off his flustered state, looking away from his taller boyfriend.

Stan looked down in admiration. His little ginger boy was so cute, and he was all his. It made Stan's heart swell with joy. Kyle noticed Stan's look of pure love and smiled. "ya know, you still didn't eat that sandwich you basically forced me to make you." The ginger playfully glared. Stan gave a laugh and walked up the steps. "Yeah, I suppose you're right. With all that running around I really worked up an appetite." 

And so the two sat on their shared bed,Netflix on the TV that stood on their dresser. They had picked some random documentary  and then cuddled up, Stan of course, eating his sandwich. 

Stan looked down at Kyle when the smaller stole another chip. "What was even the point of you getting me those if you were just gonna eat them all?" Kyle grabbed another chip and smirked. "Actually, that's the only reason I got them." Stan playfully groaned, but smiled anyway. Kyle was petty, but Stan loved him with all his heart.

Sure their relationship wasn't perfect. like every relationship they had fights and bickered over small things. Kyle's hot headed and stubborn ways never made it easy, but they loved each other and in the end always ended the day with an apology and a cuddle.

They were goofballs. Nerds. Losers. Whatever you wanted to call them, but they were nerdy goofball losers that were in love.

and nothing could take that away from them. 

A/N wow this took fucking forever to do