Day 01 - holding hands.
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It would normally be Tweek who closes the contact between them - he's the one who's more touchy-feely between the pair. Rarely has it been Craig, even in the most private of places, it was Tweek who firstly feels the other's hands; fingers gently intertwining with each other's, squeezing their hands to show his dear affections to Craig.
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( "don't you see how much I love you Craig? This, this is how much I love you." Tweek whispers, audible enough for his lover to listen as his fingers ghosts a heart along Craig's palm lines. The other's breath hitched, and he only nods with recognition. )
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a)
It was Wednesday and by the time Tweek realises that he had missed his chance to buy coffee before class started, he let out a groan of defeat from the world; his eyes were dark that only told everyone 'Look here, look at me, for I am dead inside'. It was a sad, sad day for Tweek Tweak, who have then accepted death with a welcome and was ready for a kick in the ass to wake him up from misery.
The only thing stopping him from giving up and heading home that instant was Craig, who would be sharing first period with him. It wouldn't be too bad, he muses, all he had to do was wait until recess came by and he'd be swimming in his precious café au lait - which will be an exact three hours. Oh god.
Taking a seat on his usual spot, his fingers tapped restlessly against the table, which only earned a low stare from the teacher. He didn't care, send him to the principles office - the principle can hear his excellent finger drumming skills if they want to. Tweek only stopped before he got a good shouting at, and he sighed as he rests his head on the table, forgetting another person in the room who have been staring at him all the while.
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b)
"You know, you have been off today, right?"
"Yeah, you noticed?"
"Get your head in the game, Tweek."
Tweek laughed at Craig's lame effort of a joke; who even used high school musical references anymore? He shook his head, another sigh escaping his chapped lips.
They were in the hallways - Craig leaning against his locker as he stared down the blond and Tweek countering the stare with his own. They had a some time left to chit chat before making ways to respective classes - there was still an hour before break time, an hour left before Tweek can embrace the sweet smell of caffeine.
"Cra~ig," he calls out with a yawn.
"You know, I can keep you energized. At best untill you get your coffee."
"Mmm, yeah? Can you?" Tweek folded his arms, and although he had doubts, he had a fourty percent belief held only for his boyfriend.
"Yeah."
Before he could put a comment on it, his lips met Craig's, they stayed there like that for awhile with none of the parties moving. Tweek's eyes closed, but when they did, Craig was already pulling back.
"You see," Craig said, already flipping off the onlookers that probably would start to gossip, "this is how much I love you."
Embarrassed, Tweek left for his class without a word. Perhaps this could last him a day without coffee.
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A/N: tbh if i actually do keep it up fr 30 days id be damned