Craig awoke with a start. He propped himself up on his elbows and peered into the darkness. "Tweek?"
"Gah!"
Craig sighed and rubbed one eye wearily. "What did you do?"
"I'm sorry, Craig, I knocked over a chair but I've picked it up now, I'm sorry," he gabbled.
"Forget it. What are you doing up? If you want the bathroom it's just down the hall- "
"I heard something, Craig!"
"Huh?"
"I heard something, I really did this time!" He insisted, frustrated. Even in the dark Craig could tell he was pulling hair.
"Tweek, it was probably just the win- "
"It's 2am, Craig! The underpants gnomes are coming in an hour. What if they're watching?"
Craig bit back a snarling reply. This was the second time Tweek had brought up the gnomes, and the third time he'd been woken up because of something Tweek heard. Tweek had warned Craig what he was like the day before (I'm a little edgy). Craig should have took him at his word. He doubted he would have Tweek over again.
"Tweek, just try to relax," he offered lamely, stifling a yawn.
To his surprise, Tweek didn't yelp, "Too much pressure!" or go off on an panic. Instead, he said tentatively, "I think..could I..could I go down and make some coffee?"
"Now? Tweek, you said it was 2am."
Tweek made an odd, desperately mewling noise in his throat. "But, but I..I'm scared, Craig," he blurted out.
Craig considered him for a moment, head on one side, then offered, as if it was the most obvious solution in the world, "Well, come and sleep in here, then."
Tweek hesitated. "But Craig I..twitch, a lot," he said stupidly, twitching as he spoke.
"I don't mind."
"But Craig, what if- "
"Tweek, just get in."
"Aah! Okay." He climbed in beside Craig and huddled up there, twitching. He couldn't stop himself.
Craig didn't tell him to relax. He knew better than that. Instead, he shifted himself a little closer to Tweek and curled an arm around his waist. He had prepared a little statement to go with that move, something along the lines of "This doesn't make us gay!" but it dropped clean out of his mind.
A few minutes later, to Craig's amazement, Tweek Tweak was asleep.
Craig nuzzled into his hair. Maybe this wouldn't be the last time he'd have Tweek sleep over. He could get used to this.