AUTHOUR'S NOTE: This is the first fan-fiction that I've ever wrote. I'll try to write more Creek fanfics, Kyman fanfics, and maybe Dip. Thank you for taking the time to read my Author's Note and my fan fiction. I wrote this using a note pad and Grammarly. I'll try to update asap. So without further ado..
Tweek and I have been together for about four years now. We've been together since we were ten because the Asian girls at school started drawing yaoi of us together. At first, I was appalled to the idea of Tweek and I having a relationship. Then, something clicked. It's like we were meant to be like fate brought us together.
I also used to think that he was just my best friend and nothing else. Although after spending almost four years together, I have zero doubts that he's my soulmate, my one true love, my better half. I know a lot of people think he's a spaz. But then again, a lot of people think I'm an asshole. I do admit they're not completely wrong about that part.
Anyway, Tweek's birthday is on September 27th. I want to get him something really special. All the other gifts I got him for his birthday, or for our anniversary sucked.
I remember one year I got him a glittery green shirt for his birthday. Unbeknownst to me, he had an irrational phobia of glitter. After getting a few pieces of glitter in his eye off of his parents' Halloween decorations, he was scared to touch anything that had the tiniest speck of glitter on it. Needless to say, his new shirt was out of the question.
I also remember the time when I got him a fidget spinner. It was a lame attempt to calm him down when the president was tweeting a bunch of bullshit. He must love that damn thing because he still has it. I honestly can't believe he kept up with it after all these years. I really want to get him something that he will love and cherish even more than that stupid ass thing.
He carries it with him everywhere he goes, and he fidgets with it when he gets bored or anxious which is quite often. He's pissed the teacher off more than once by accidentally dropping the goddamn thing, or fidgeting with it the whole class time. Usually, he'll even fidget with it during lunch and recess. I'm really glad that I got him something that he adores to this extent, but I want to get him something better this year.
I've been doing everything I can to earn money for Tweek's birthday. I've been saving up since mid-June, and now it's August. Despite all of my efforts, I have only made $52.19 so far. It's nowhere near enough.
I don't have much of a choice but to find a job somewhere. I've been doing twice as many chores, managed to up my allowance, and stopped spending money unless I have to. I still need to buy Stripe's food and bedding though. Hell, half of the time I don't even eat lunch. I just fill up on way too much breakfast. So half of the day I'm a sluggish mess from too much food, and the other half I'm a sluggish mess from being too hungry.
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At lunch, I chose my usual table with Clyde, Token, Bebe, and of course, Tweek. I picked the seat next to my boyfriend who hadn't even touched his lunch, but his coffee was halfway gone. No surprise there. He also had that stupid ass fidget spinner. Definitely no surprise there. Deep down, I despised that damn thing. Although I guess as long as it calms him down, I can live with it.
Bebe, Clyde, and Token were sitting on the other side of the table. I looked over at Tweek and smiled, and he looked up from his fidget spinner and smiled back. He looks like an angel when he smiles, I really wish he would do it more often. I reached over and I put my arm around his shoulder. He layed his head on my shoulder and put his arm around my back, keeping one hand on his fidget spinner. Everyone at the table mocked and teased us, but it's worth all the ridicule to be so close to Tweek.
After all the teasing died down, Clyde and Token were engaged in mindless chatter about football. I don't give two shits about football, or any other sport for that matter. Bebe sat her lunch aside to fix her makeup after accidentally smearing her lipstick.
I've been planning on asking Tweek if I could get a part-time job at his and his parents' cafe for a while. I needed to ask casually, or he would know that something's up. He is an overthinker after all. My excuse for asking would be that I wanted to buy another hamster to be Stripe's companion. I needed to do that anyway, but I was too busy buying Stripes's food and sawdust for his cage.
Over the years, I have had four Stripes. One of them ran away when I was ten. Tweek had gotten me Stripe Two shortly after Stripe One's disappearance to make me feel better, but I gave Stripe Two chocolate. I'm sure you can connect the dots.
My mom got me Stripe Three for Christmas. One day, Tweek and I were playing outside of his house with our new hamster friend. Then, he ran under a car. Tweek cried and mourned for a week afterward, and he had a panic attack when it happened. I had to scrape his mangled remains off of the road, so Tweek and I could hold a makeshift funeral for him. I didn't have the heart to tell my mom that he got ran over, so I just told her that he ran away. He's still buried in Tweek's backyard with a rock for his headstone.
"I need more money, and owning a coffee shop must be a lot of work for you and your parents. I'd love to work there if your dad could give me a part-time job. I would be happy to earn a couple of dollars an hour." I said as I smiled at the tired blonde on my shoulder. I was trying to be straightforward (as usual).
" I-I'm sure that my parents would appreciate the help. I heard them talking about w-wanting to hire someone, and we'd get to spend more t-time together." Tweek said as he looked up at me. I hadn't thought of it before, but if I do get a job at Tweek Bros. Tweek and I will be spending a lot more time together.
I'm sure that Tweek must be lonely at the cafe. The only people there are him, his parents, and the occasional customer. None of his friends ever visit him at his house or at his cafe. Not that he has that many friends anyway.
"We could swing by your coffee shop after school and see if I can't get a job there today." I gripped my arm tighter around him as I spoke. Tweek's parents have always liked me, and have been very supportive of our relationship. I wish that I could say the same thing about my dad. He has learned to accept us more, but he always gives us dirty looks when Tweek comes over, or when I talk about him. My mom is supportive of our relationship and tries to make Tweek feel as welcome as possible.
My little sister, Red, thinks we're the least dysfunctional couple in all of South Park, and she's one of Tweek's few friends. She goes to South Park Elementary, and we go to South Park Junior High so we don't see her that much unless we're at home. She is part of the cheer leading squad, has chess club, is learning Spanish and Japanese, and she takes art classes. She's obviously the brains of our family.
"S-sure!" he pulled away to take another sip of coffee. "I really hope you g-get hired! I can't wait to spend more time together!" His typical nervous look was replaced by a bright smile and glowing eyes. It's surprising to see him so happy. He's usually a nervous wreck and all the coffee he drinks doesn't help him.