It was out, Craig and I are dating. Well, fake dating. It all started when the school received a ton of new Asian students, specifically, Asian girls. They all started to draw, uh, yaoi, of us, which in short is two guys in a relationship be it sexual or not. And, they just so happened to 'ship' Craig and I. Which, I don't mind. I've had a crush on him for ages, but... I don't think he feels the , I know he doesn't feel the same. That brings us to today. Craig and I were at his house playing video games per usual, and everything was normal, well, as normal as it can be in South Park. I couldn't help but notice how Craig sticks his tongue out as he plays and it was honestly the cutest thing I had ever seen. I stared at him for a moment before I focused on the TV, and almost immediately, I felt Craig staring at me. Why was he staring at me? Did he think I was a freak for staring earlier?! Oh god! I can't handle all this stress!
"So, C-Craig... What do you wanna do later?" I spoke softly as I kept my attention ahead. Lately, when I am with Craig, I don't twitch as much or stutter. I don't even burst out with my usual anxiety filled expressions. It was nice to feel so... Normal.
"Hm.. I don't know. I guess we could just go walk around town and see what there is to do." Craig spoke indifferently as he shrugged his shoulders and returned his focus to the game. He was honestly perfect. The way he focused so hard on racing games just gave me butterflies.
I wasn't gonna lie, I was excited to just walk around with Craig because that means I can hold his hand. I couldn't help but smile at the thought before a sigh escaped past my lips and I leaned back against the couch. Is it wrong that I like my best friend? He's not even gay, and here I am 'dating' him. The smile I once held transitioned into a frown as I thought. What will happen if we break up again and it's for real..? What if he hates me afterwards? What if we aren't friends anymore after that?! Oh god! I could feel my body start to shake as my mind wandered and I couldn't stop it this time.
"Ah! C-Can we go, ngh! Now!" I couldn't stop the shaking as I stood up and turned my gaze to Craig who was just staring at me in utter bewilderment. He probably thought I was some kind of freak.
"Sure, Tweek..." Craig shut the system off and stood up before walking over to me. He reached down and grasped my hand within his own and I could feel myself calm down significantly just by his touch. Craig opened the door for me and shut the door behind him once we were both outside and I decided to test something.
I intertwined our fingers, and to my surprise, he didn't try and pull his hand away. I couldn't help but to allow a smile to grace my features upon this realization and I squeezed his hand gently. So, the two of us began to walk towards town and we got the usual loving stares. It was kinda weird, but, I honestly loved how much people liked us together. I just wish it was real. My gaze drifted to the ground as we walked and slowly I turned to focus on Craig. He was honestly the cutest guy I had ever seen. As a kid, he kinda had fucked up teeth, but he had braces throughout middle school, and now, his smile was breathtaking. Not to say it wasn't then, but now he is flawless. His nasally voice, how tall he is, his smile, his blue eyes, his pitch black hair. Hell, the way he adores his guinea pig and the way he still has dreams of becoming an astronaut. The way he is just so, normal. I couldn't help myself anymore. I love this boy.
By this point, I know Craig noticed me staring at him, but why bother looking away. I just stayed focused on his features, taking every single detail in. I could have sworn I saw a faint blush on his cheeks, but I think it was all my imagination. It usually is. Craig likes girls. He wouldn't like a twitchy freak like me. Who would..? As that thought crossed my mind, I subconsciously squeezed his hand.
"Tweek, hey, Tweek. Are you okay, dude?" Craig was staring right back at me and I quickly came out of my daze.
"Ah! Yeah, I'm fine... Why?" I decided to tear my eyes off of him in order to look ahead, mainly to calm myself down.
"Well, you're kinda putting my hand in a death grip. Plus, you've been twitching again. You know you can tell me anything, dude?" His voice sounded so sincere, so concerned. But, if I tell him how I really feel, then it's all over.
"I can't tell you this one, Craig." I turned my gaze to lock with his and my heart skipped a beat. He was perfect. God dammit, man.
"Tell me." Craig stopped in his tracks, forcing me to a hault as well and I only squeezed his hand more. My body was already reacting to the stress by causing me to twitch every so often. No was my chance to get it of my chest... Now, or never...
"Craig, I..." I hesitated as I gazed into his cerulean eyes, Was this the best thing to do...? No, I can't back down now. I have to get this off of my chest once and for all "Craig. You showed me something in myself, that I didn't know I had. I know I already said that the other day, but it's true. I've known for awhile, but, I kept it deep inside till recently... Till those girls started shipping us. I didn't wanna admit ya know, man? I thought I would be hated for it, for being myself. But, here we are. Craig.. I-I love you. Okay? Ah! I-I really do and.. Ngh! I- I know you like girls and I-I'm sorry we are fake dating. I-I'm sorry you're forced to be with me to keep everyone else happy. It's just...agh! I can't deny it anymore. I can't pretend to be someone I'm not anymore. I'm not straight... I-I love you Craig Tucker!" I could tell my cheeks were a crimson red, and I didn't wanna wait for his response. No, I didn't wanna hear it. I couldn't bear to hear it, so I did the only thing I could think of.
I retracted my hand from Craig's and backed away slowly. I took one last look at him before running as fast as I possibly could towards my house. I fucked up big time. I kept running until I reached my house and I ran upstairs and into my bedroom where I immediately shut and locked the door. I can't believe I just told him how I felt... Oh god! This is way too much pressure! I went to my bed and plopped down before burying myself as deep as I could within the blankets. My room was a mess, just like I was. Tweek Tweak, you just screwed up the best thing that you ever had. Good job, self...
A/N: So, obviously, if you have seen the newest episode TweekxCraig, then you know this story is going to be a continuation off of that. Well, except that they'll be older.