OH GOD sorry it sucks i'll edit later.
read author's note at the bottom...
Craig's POV
I swallow the lump in my throat, my breath caught in heartbreaking sweetness at the sight of him just sitting there under a tree. Long, green, shiny grass surrounding him, illuminating his beautiful face. His slender fingers clutching a thermos of coffee to his chest, as if it were some precious treasure.
So damn beautiful….
His hair was a creamy whitish-blond and soft, like feathers, but not too flimsy and silky. More like cotton candy, but not too grainy, just sugary and soft. So damn soft….Probably cinnamon-hazelnut scented.
And those coffee stained lips…
OH MY FUCKING GOD, THIS POETICNESS SHIT IS MAKING ME SICK.
I love him, alright? That's all I can say. My best friend.
"Uh-umm…C-Craig? What the fuck?"
I snap back to reality and find myself kneeling beside Tweek, stroking his hair like a cat.
"Oh, um. I'm sorry," I panic and pull my hand away.
He smiles and giggles a little. I blush like crazy as he takes a sip of coffee and gazes obliviously at the fields.
"Um, w-we're gonna be late for class…." Oh, God, why am I such an idiot?
He laughs. "Since when are you worried about being late for class?"
I blush again, but he stands up. "Let's go then."
Could geometry class go any slower?
I stare impatiently at the clock.
10 minutes until lunch…..
Somehow I found myself staring at Tweek again, who was asleep, resting his head on his geometry book, coffee thermos in hand.
Time passed thankfully rather quickly. It was 11:30 and I ran toward the door.
"Craig," the annoyingly nasal voice which belonged to the teacher called to me. "Don't forget your geometry book."
Completely distracted by his giant nose, I flipped him off and ran toward the cafeteria.
I paid for my lunch and sat next to Tweek.
"Hey, what's up?" I punched his arm playfully.
"Hmm?" he looked up at me, eating a hot dog so slowly and sensually.
Was he doing this on purpose?
My legs felt weak. "Umm. Mm….I…I'll…be right back…" I mumbled and frantically headed for the bathroom.
I sat against the wall facing the small window above the stalls. I could've sworn I heard….was that….moaning…?
"Mmnn….Damien….nghh ahh--"
Orgasm?
More shuffling.
I waited for whoever it was to come out of the stall.
It was Pip, shoving a sex toy in his backpack.
He finally noticed me sitting there, dumbstruck.
"OhmyGod," he freaked and tried to come up with something to say.
"I won't tell anyone," I promised.
He smiled weakly. "Thanks."
Tweek's POV
Craig just suddenly left…
Was it something I said…?
Hmm.
I notice some guys staring at me with an uneasy look on their faces.
Oh crap! What did I do now? GAH! The pressure….
I feel like crying, they glance away as I try to ask what's wrong.
Disappointedly, I throw away the rest of the hot dog I was eating and take a sip of coffee.
Craig dropped his hat….
Craig's POV
Hum? I feel the wind brush through my hair….Where's my hat? I let out an aggravated sigh. It's best not to bitch about it.
I fell asleep in the bathroom….It's past 2 already. School's already out then…
Red Racer's on….
Screw it, I'll look for my hat later.
I want to go to Tweek's house today…
Thank God I'm not locked inside the school.
Tweek's POV
I didn't see him around for the rest of the day. Well, at least during school.
He's probably home right now watching Red Racer.
I sigh and walk back to my house.
Craig's hat….
I'll give it back to him tomorrow.
It smells like him….
I suddenly feel very turned on. Shit, this is not good
Craig's POV
"Is Tweek here?" I ask Mr. Tweak.
"Yeah, he's upstairs."
I head upstairs before Mr. Tweak gets a chance to drown me in coffee metaphors.
I stop in front of Tweek's door.
More moaning….
Is he
….with someone?
I felt my heart sink and my stomach tighten.
"Mmm….n--ahh, Craaaiig, mm…"
Is he….? Curiously, I open the door, hoping there isn't anyone else in South Park with the name 'Craig'.
He's….
As expected, I like what I see.
Tweek, lying on the bed, legs spread, his boxers and jeans pulled down to his ankles, shoving a sex toy up his ass and his hand wrapped around his cock, moaning my name every few seconds.
Unaware of my presence, he slides a hand up his already lifted shirt, swirling his fingers around one of his nipples.
"Can I join you?" I can't help smiling.
He turns his head in my direction and looks at me in horror, eyes widened.
I walk closer to his bed and he jumps and hides under the covers.
"Uhm, I…it's not what it looks like," he says, slurring his words together.
There was a silence, but I could hear small sobs and cries escape from him.
Crying, shaking, too ashamed to face me....
I pull the blanket off of him and kiss him. Holding him in my arms like this
I've been waiting for this….
"Tweek, I,"
…..love you so much. You don't have to be afraid.
"I love you, Tweek."
Author's Note: Oh, goddamn that was horrible. I'm so sorry. There were a lot of gaps in the story and it pretty much sucked. I'm sorry. Shoot me nao DX