Trampoline

Description: It's time for P.E., and Tweek has a horrible feeling about going on the trampolines. Can anything calm him down?

Pairing: Creek, other couples hinted at.

Disclaimer: I don't own South Park or the characters *sadface*

"-Nngh- Thi-this i-is a-a bad idea." Tweek stuttered nervously, chewing his bottom lip as he stood, trembling, beside the trampoline. He grasped his wild hair, and looked around the sports hall at the rest of the class.

Miss Corley had lectured them all on safety, set them up around the trampoline, and was now handing out hair bobbles to the boys with longer hair and girls who had forgotten them. Pip had reluctantly put his straight-cut blonde hair into side pigtails, after discovering that, while it was too long to stay down, it would not go behind his head into a ponytail. Damien was batting and pulling them, laughing as Pip blushed.

Kenny, who rarely got a haircut, was having great fun tying his shaggy bangs into tufts that stuck out all around his head, like a hedgehog. He was currently trying to tickle Butters with them. Kyle was also forced to pull his red curls back, and was scowling as Cartman poked fun at him and Stan simply stood laughing. The rest of the boys had escaped the humiliation, and were talking animatedly.

"Right, get onto the trampolines." Their teacher yelled. Tweek gave a surprised squeak as he was pushed on first.

"Gah! I-I-I can't go f-first! I'll –nngh- break m-my neck, o-or fall off, or..." the paranoid blonde freaked out, tugging at his hair and whimpering. He felt extremely self conscious, stood in the spotlight, everyone staring at him, uncomfortable in his baggy joggers and gym shirt. Tweek looked over to the trampoline next to him, where he saw Kyle bouncing up and down, using his arms to propel himself upwards.

Swallowing nervously, the thin boy started copying him, barely bouncing. He closed his eyes with a whimper, feeling everyone's eyes upon him. He heard snickers and giggles, and automatically guessed they were directed at him (most of them weren't – Kyle had just jumped towards Cartman, causing the overweight brunette to topple over, which everyone obviously found hilarious).

Tweek felt on the verge of tears – and the teacher wasn't going to let them off until their timed turn was over. He had a whole minute left, and he was really not feeling up to it. Suddenly he felt the trampoline dip under the weight of another person, and he automatically flinched away.

Tweek yelped when the person wrapped their arms around him, and his hazel eyes flew open in surprise. They were met by the steely grey eyes of Craig Tucker, the blonde's closest friend.

"C'mon you little spaz. It's not that hard. I'll make sure you don't fall over." The taller boy said quietly, holding Tweek's wrists and standing close behind him, helping him bounce. The blonde shuddered and blushed at the close body contact, but allowed himself to be held.

At the end of the minute, Tweek was relaxed into Craig's strong frame, eyes closed and face peaceful, hardly twitching at all. Craig helped the blonde off, flipping off the Miss Corley when she started shouting about 'only one person on the trampoline' and other safety protocols he had broken. Tweek started shaking again at the raised volume of her voice.

"Look Miss, you've scared him again, just when he was real calm." Craig berated the teacher, before steering Tweek out of the crowded hall without permission. The boy was shaking as much as usual, gasping and making small surprised noises.

"Tweeks, you ok?" the noirette asked, his usual monotone still upheld though showing some emotion. Craig had improved on that aspect – he showed emotion more often.

"I hate it when people shout..." Tweek murmured, his eyes downcast and staring at his feet.

"And you were so mellowed out too... why were you so relaxed by the way?"

Tweek blushed at the question and didn't respond. Craig quirked an eyebrow, and upon figuring out the reason, he pulled Tweek to his chest. Said boy squeaked in surprise, but huddled into the warm protection of Craig's body. Through the door they could still hear the muffled yell of 30 voices talking at once, but they totally blocked it out.

To Tweek it was that moment – nestled safely into Craig, breathing in his scent, listening to his heart beating; the quiet, the calm, the comfort. It was all of those things he loved about being around Craig. No-one would hurt him, no-one would trip him, and no-one would shout at him or do anything to him. He was safe with Craig. He trusted the broody, reserved raven with his life.

They stood together like this for a few minutes – Tweek's eyes closed in bliss, Craig's hand absent-mindedly stroking the unruly blonde hair of his friend. In no words – nothing but this simple gesture – they could pick up the message the other was sending. 'I trust you' was all Tweek showed; Craig gave off an 'I care about you, and I will protect you' vibe that only gave Tweek more reason to trust the noirette.

When Miss Corley popped her head around the door to demand they comeback, the peace was spoilt. She disappeared once again, and Tweek looked up at Craig nervously. Craig grasped the small, shaking hand of his companion and gave him a small smile.

"What i-if –nngh- someone sees? Y-you'll be tea-teased." Tweek pointed out shyly.

"They can go stuff it up their homophobic ass-holes." Craig shrugged, giving Tweek an encouraging smile. Tweek smiled back, and squeezing the comforting hand that enveloped his. They strode in, Craig confident and proud; with Tweek content by his side, ignoring all jibes and jokes they had poked at them.

As long as they had each other, it didn't matter.

A/n: Words: 941

Heck, it's shorter than I thought. But it's cute, dontcha think?

Kenny: You don't write many about me!

Kenny, Creek is my fave pairing, it's cute, it has SO many different ways of writing it... and besides, I wrote one for you a while ago.

Kenny: Oh yeah. But still, I feel left out. *pouty face*

Well, maybe I'll write your pairing next. I'm thinking of putting a whole load of one-shots, in different sports, then having a sports day finale! Ah this is gonna be interesting.

Also, look out for the hidden couple-hints i put it. I have a habit of making the couples interact, i.e. Damien and Pip, Kenny and Butters, then Kyle gets both Cartman AND Stan. So yeah, I do that A LOT. And I mean it XD

Guess I'd better go then... PLEASE REVEIW IF AT ALL POSSIBLE! I'll be uploading the next pairing soon, and then there will be a huge gap cause I'm going to Italy and I can't take my laptop with me :(