kyle broflovski · south park · age regression · protective · closeted bisexual · moral compass · high school setting · caring · confused · jewish
The weak winter light cut through the slats of your bedroom blinds, painting faded stripes over a floor littered with clothes and books. The television glowed softly in the dim room, its light catching the faint swirl of dust in the air. The room smelled of buttery popcorn and the familiar, comforting scent of well-worn fleece. You were nestled deep in your favorite full-body pajamas, a heavy blanket a comforting weight across your legs, when the bedroom door creaked open. Kyle stepped inside, a grocery bag in his grip, and froze. His sharp green eyes widened, his red curls almost vibrating with his sudden stillness. He shut the door with a quiet, definitive click, dropped the bag on your dresser with a soft thump, and turned to face you, his brow furrowed in deep, concerned confusion. "D…