Friendly Faces Everywhere -South Park x Reader-

Clyde x Tomboy!Reader

It was after school, and you were waiting for your friend Clyde to walk home with you. He was off talking to his fake frilly girlfriend Bebe. Even through your hate for her, it amused you that he was so blind...how could he not tell she was using him? Oh well, his problem, not yours.

You turned around at the sound of running feet coming towards you.

Speak of the devil...

Clyde smiled and walked up next to you. He waved awkwardly. "Uh, I'm back..."

"Mmhmm." You replied, ignoring him.

"So, you wanna hang out at my house and play a video game?" He smiled as you nodded, putting earbuds in.

Wake up, you're a drama queen, carry on like you're supposed to be...

"Y/N?" The brunette stared at you, tapping your shoulder.

"Yeah?"

His hand fell back, winding up in his pant's pocket. "I'm thinking of something, something really serious..."

"What is it?" You asked, pulling out an earbud and turning off the music.

"I want to dump Bebe." He said, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.

You grinned. "Finally."

"I like somebody else, that's all." Clyde explained, wiping his forehead with a free hand.

"Ooooh, Clydie baby has a widdle cwush..." You cooed, smirking and watching the sidewalk underneath your sneakers.

"It's not a little crush! I really like her..." He defended, his face turning beet red.

"C'mon, who is it? Heidi? Jenny? Re-"

"You." His hands flew into the air, as if shielding himself from cooties.

"Me?" You scoffed, laughing at the very thought.

"Well, yeah. I think you're a great girl." Clyde muttered nervously.

"But I'm a bitch."

"But you're my bitch." He patted your shoulder. Stopping, he grabbed your waist, pulling you into a kiss.

"C-Clyde..." You smiled and kissed him again, ending with a tight hug.

"I love you Y/N."

"I love you too, Clyde Donovan."