Originally posted on my Ao3 account.
~Tweek~
One year, three months, and four days. That's how long Tweek and Kenny have been together. Tweek never expected it to last this long, hell he didn't even think it'd last longer than the first week, much less a year and three months, but here they are.
Before they ever got together Tweek had heard the rumors, he knew for a fact, that Kenny got around. Tweek wouldn't call him a slut or anything like that, that's not how he is.
Everyone's always said that Kenny couldn't be tied down. The honey blond just wasn't the type to get into a relationship. That's how he lived his life, no commitment, no strings, no loyalty. That's what anybody who knows Kenny would say, kid and adult alike.
The rumors stopped on a Wednesday afternoon in October, when the usually cool, calm, and collected Kenny, now a nervous messy walked up to the town's local coffee addicted spaz. The smaller blond didn't pay much attention to him, it wasn't uncommon for Kenny to tag along with him and his friends. The friends that were standing behind Tweek idly chatting as they waited for him to finish putting his books in his bag. The small blond took notice of the silence that suddenly surrounded him. It was then that he noticed the change in the taller blond's demeanor.
Tweek knew something was up, but didn't know what. That was until Kenny cleared his throat and spoke, "uh.. Hey Tweek, I uh. I was wondering if I could ask you something.." Tweek took notice to the color creeping onto Kenny's cheeks.
The small blond shot a quick glance over to his best friend, Craig Tucker, asking for some sort of guidance. He was met with the blank face he has come to know so well, he was going to get no help from him. He turned back to the taller blond, "um, yeah. O-of course Kenny." Looking up, he caught Kenny's gaze, he saw something he never thought he'd see in the eyes of Kenny McCormick, fear. Tweek didn't know what there was to be afraid of until he heard the next words out of Kenny's mouth.
"Okay, I was wondering if," the blond took a breath, calming his nerves, "if you'd like to go on a d-date. W-with me?"
Rejection. That's what Kenny was afraid of. Rejection from Tweek.
The coffee addict was taken aback for a moment. Was this really happening? Kenny McCormick was asking HIM out on a date. Out of all the people in Park County High, Kenny was asking him out on a date. This was a joke, right? Some kind of shitty prank being played on him.
But when he met Kenny's eye again, he knew he was being absolutely serious. And he was expecting an answer. Tweek once again looked to his friends, he didn't know what to expect, but it was not to be met with Clyde and Token sharing a shocked expression that must mirror his own. Or for Craig to remain completely void of emotion showing on his face, or for the look in Craig's eye to change to something he has never seen before, or for his best friend to turn his back and walk away in complete silence.
So Tweek took a moment to gather his thoughts. If he says yes, he'd get to go on a date with one of the hottest guys in school. If he says yes, then maybe, just maybe he'd get over his dumb little crush on the boy with black hair and blue eyes. So that's what he did. With more confidence in his voice than he's had in a long time he said yes. The way Kenny's eyes lit up and the way he smiled and stumbled over his words in excitement, made the coffee addict smile himself.
Tweek was so wrapped up in the excitement, he didn't notice the hurt look he was receiving from the boy in the chullo hat that was standing down the hall, who had watched the whole thing unfold. He missed that same boy walk home with Token and cry in the black boys' arms once they were in the safety of the Black's mansion. He wasn't there when the black boy shushed the boy and told him it was just one date, and maybe it wouldn't go well, and nothing would come of it. Tweek didn't notice how he broke his best friend's heart that day and every day after that.
Token was wrong that day, the date didn't go bad, it went really well actually. Kenny took Tweek to dinner first at a local diner, then ice skating at Stark's Pond. It was one of the most fun nights Tweek had in a long time.
Tweek likes simple, he doesn't want fancy, over the top dates. The diner they went to is one of his favorite places to eat. He would go all the time with his family or his friends. So, when Kenny pulled his rust bucket of a truck into a parking spot outside the diner, he nearly jumped out of his seat. Once inside and seated, Tweek ordered his usual meal. A California cheeseburger, a side of fries with gravy, and a coffee. He usually isn't one to eat very well in his day to day life, but when he comes to the diner, he chows down.
The conversation over dinner was light. The two were never the closest in the past, when Kenny would hang out with Tweek and his friends, the small blond always fell into the background. He was uncomfortable with most other people outside from his three friends. They also didn't have much in common. While Tweek liked to spend his free time reading or drawing, Kenny spent his time fucking some random person. On the weekends Tweek would work pretty much every day, and Kenny would get together with his buddies and drink and get high. Their home lives couldn't be any more different. The Tweak's coffee business took off in recent years, bringing in more income for the family. Kenny's parents still work their low-end jobs and spend whatever income they make on their next fix, which is why Kenny took on two jobs, to support himself and his sister. His brother left as soon as he was 18, nobody has seen or heard from him since.
After they finished their dinner, Kenny paid for them both, even after Tweek pretty much begged him not to. Tweek hates when people buy things for him, he has his own money, he would much rather spend his own money, then feel like people are wasting their own money on him. But Kenny insisted that since he was the one who asked Tweek out, he was the one that was going to pay.
Once the bill was paid and a tip was left, they hopped back in Kenny's death trap of a truck (Tweek was freaking out on the inside, but he wasn't going to show it), and headed out to Stark's Pond. During the winter season an ice skate rental shop opens for people to enjoy skating on the pond. The only time Tweek has been ice skating was with Craig. His parents are too busy with the business to go with him, and Clyde and Token dislike skating. So, it was Craig that took him skating.
Tweek told himself that he wasn't going to think about the noiret during the date, but he couldn't help but think of the first time he went ice skating. When he was younger Tweek was much jumpier and paranoid, he couldn't walk two feet outside his house without feeling like he was being watched. His anxiety was also much worse back then, he barely had any nails left on his fingers from how much he chewed at them. Not many things could calm him down, only his "happy place," his shared Guinea pig, and Craig. At the time, Fifth grade, they were still pretending to be a couple. Tweek loved their relationship, even if it was fake, it was simple, he felt safe, and most importantly he felt he needed Craig in order to function properly. And so, came the night when Tweek asked Craig to take him ice skating. Craig had been going ice skating every winter with his little sister, Trica, since she could walk. Tweek on the other hand, had never actually been out on the ice, he had always just sat and watched as his "boyfriend" held his sisters' hand and glided over the ice. He always wanted to get over his fears, and this could be his first step towards his goals. The next weekend when Tweek and Craig were spending time playing video games up in the latters room, the blond worked up the courage to ask the blue boy to take him skating.
That night is a night Tweek will never forget. It was the night he unknowingly fell in love with his best friend. He was too young to understand the concept of love then, but when Craig held his hand his whole body felt warm, his heart would speed up, and he felt happy. And when he was out on the ice, about to fall on his face, he felt two arms grab his waist and pull him up into a chest, he knew it was Craig and he felt safe. It wasn't the first time they were that close, but it felt so much different from all the other times. When Tweek looked up into those blue eyes of the boy that was holding him to his chest, he never wanted to be held by anybody else.
Eventually Craig stood Tweek back on his skates and pulled him back out on the ice. They held hands and skated until the workers had to kick them off the ice. After they returned their skates and about to head home the blue boy changed direction and pulled the blond deeper into the forest. After a short walk they came upon a clearing, once there Craig dropped Tweeks hand and walked to the surrounding trees. Using the only light from the moon, Craig located a tote he had hid in the foliage next to an old oak tree. From it he pulled out a comforter and a blanket. He laid the comforter on the ground in the middle of the clearing and motioned for the blond to sit. The taller wrapped the smaller blanket around Tweek and then joined him on the ground. The older then wrapped his arm around the younger and laid back, pulled Tweek with him. They laid there and looked at the stars well into the night. In the back of his mind Tweek knew his parents would complain when he did eventually find his way home later. But for the time being he could only focus on the monotonous voice that was talking about what stars made up what constellations, and the heart that was beating underneath his hand that was laid on the noiret's chest.
Tweek never wanted that night to end, but unfortunately it did. As did the pretend relationship, once they entered the sixth grade Craig had told him that they were too old to be pretending. In his naive mind Tweek hoped that the older would be telling him they no longer had to pretend to be together and they could be together for real. But alas, his heart broke a little when the words "we'll still be best friends" left the taller's mouth, he knew it was over, he didn't want it to be, but it was. So, he held his head up high and smiled at the blue boy and agreed. He didn't cry until he was home safe in his room and he didn't stop until he eventually tired himself out and slept for the first time in a long time. The next day at school he put his mask back on and has had it on ever since.
Standing there on the ice with his hand in Kenny's didn't feel right to him. He told himself that it was just the nerves of the first date, he would get used to it if they continued to see each other. And at the end of the night when Kenny walked him to his front door, he had leaned down and kissed him. Tweek let him, it wasn't his first kiss, no, that had been taken by the noiret that had also taken his heart.
When their lips met, the smaller blond didn't feel the same sparks that he had when Craig had kissed him. Sure, Craig had been drunk when he did it and it probably meant nothing to him, but it meant everything to Tweek, his lips felt like they were tingling for days after. He wouldn't want his first kiss to have been with anyone else.
When Kenny pulled back, a dopey smile on his face, Tweek felt the first twist of the knife of guilt in his gut, he shouldn't be thinking about his black-haired friend while someone else was kissing him. The smaller blond felt nothing from the kiss, but he smiled anyway, he wouldn't let his mask fall now. And so, when Kenny asked for a second date he smiled again and agreed. He will admit their first date was fun and went really well, but he couldn't help but think of a different pair of blue eyes all night. But he told himself that the more time he spends with Kenny, the less he will think about Him.
All the dates that followed that first one went really well too. Soon it wasn't the town's manwhore and the town's coffee addict, it was the cutest couple of South Park. Wherever they went together there were whispers of how cute they were, or how others wished to have what they did. There was always smiles and kind words shared between the two. They often shared food, or seats, you name it they did it together. From an outside perspective everything was perfect for them.
But, in reality, Tweek hated it. He hated the attention, hated the lies, hated the smiles, hated himself for doing this to Kenny. He didn't deserve to be lied to, he was a good guy. He cared for his sister, he was a genuinely good person. He deserved a good person to be in a relationship with, someone who could return his feelings, someone who didn't think of another when they kissed. Someone who wasn't Tweek.
At first, he really tried to commit to a relationship with Kenny. He tried to force those goddamned blue-gray eyes from his mind, but when he'd look into Kenny's own baby blue eyes, they were back. He hated forcing himself to smile around Kenny, forcing himself to act happy when they were together whether it be in public or private. The longer they were together the harder it became. Kenny was always so nice and understanding, he never pushed Tweek to do something he didn't want to do. When Tweek said he wasn't ready to lose his virginity, Kenny nodded, kissed his forehead and laid down to sleep.
When Kenny told Tweek he loved him for the first time, that's when Tweek knew he was in this too deep. That's another thing he had to force himself to do, tell Kenny he loved him too. Their relationship would truly be a perfect one, if only Tweek felt the same for Kenny.
This also means Tweek had no real reason to break up with Kenny. Kenny was the perfect boyfriend. He'd buy Tweek things, even when he told him not to. He'd take Tweek out on dates at least once a week. He always made sure Tweek came first (not before Karen though). Anytime Kenny did something nice for him he felt the knife in his gut twist a little more. They never fought, not once did they have an argument. Even when Tweek knew normal couples would at least have a little argument over something dumb he'd done, Kenny brushed it off and moved on. He probably blamed it on Tweek's anxiety or general weirdness.
Tweek couldn't bring himself to end it, he had no reason to. Well, not one that he could bring himself to admit to Kenny. So, before he knew it, it was their one-year anniversary. The blond knew Kenny would want to take their relationship to the next step, but he knew that he was not ready to make himself go through with it. So when the time came and Kenny was pinning him down to the bed, asking him if he was ready, he shook his head "no." Tweek knew Kenny wanted to know why, he could see it in his eyes. But Tweek wasn't about to tell him, "I won't let you fuck me because I'm in love with my best friend, and the whole time I'd be thinking of him." So instead he pushed Kenny on his back climbed between his legs and blew him.
That's the furthest they've gone, but every time after Kenny comes and Tweek swallows it, the small blond will get up and go make himself a cup of coffee, turning down the offer to have the favor returned. He'd never risk crying out his friend's name while Kenny's lips were the ones around him. He could also never let Kenny know that he never got turned on while he blew him, because he knows its Kenny and not Craig.
Tweek isn't exactly sure when Kenny stopped meaning it when he told him he loved him, but he knows it's more out of routine than it is feeling now. This gives Tweek a sliver of hope, that maybe Kenny will be the one to end it instead of himself, but it never comes. The smaller blond also has suspicions that Kenny is cheating on him. Those suspicions become more real when one day he walks into his father's coffee shop and sees his boyfriend laughing and holding the hand of no one other than Butters Stotch.
Growing up everyone thought Butters was going to be this sweet, innocent kid forever. And he was, until freshman year when he started to rebel against his parents. Most kids rebel by dying their hair, or going to parties and hooking up with strangers, but not Butters. He knew his parents didn't like that he was gay, so he used that to his advantage. He'd bring random guys from school home and have sex with them while his parents were in the room next to his. Not only that, but he liked to get caught in the act too by his parents. He'd do it in the living room or the kitchen, knowing that when either of his parents walked in the door when returning from work, they'd be walking in on their child being bent over the counter or the couch by some kid they or he barely knew.
Butters has also made a name for himself as a homewrecker. He'd broken apart at least 3 couples. Two of the couples were random, and the third was Stan and Kyle, his own childhood friends. When the news of that scandal hit the ears of the kids at school, the backlash against Stan was horrible. Everyone placed the blame on him, yes, he cheated on Kyle, but no one batted an eye at Butters who was the reason for it. Stan says he doesn't even remember doing it. He says he got so drunk at the party that they were at he didn't even know he did it until the next morning when he was woke up by a pissed off redhead yelling and throwing things at him. They did eventually talk it out, and while they are no longer together, they are still friends, who, along with Kyle's new boyfriend David, have a mutual hatred towards Butters.
This isn't the first time Tweek has seen Kenny with Butters. The first time they were together they were walking around town right before dusk, Tweek was hanging out at the park with Clyde, Token, and Craig. Kenny and Butters had stopped right in front of the fence of the park, Tweek couldn't hear what they were saying, but suddenly Kenny cupped both of Butters hands in his and brought them close to his mouth to warm them up. Now if Tweek was a normal boyfriend he would have marched right over there and tore them apart, but he wasn't, so he didn't. He just turned his attention back to Clyde who was telling a story about one of the girls he was seeing. He didn't watch as Kenny placed his arm around Butters' waist and lead him away, back to the poor boy's house.
Tweek has also see the way they walk together in the school hallways. They walk a little too close to be the old friends Kenny says they are when Tweek asks him about them. This is what their first argument was about. The smaller of the two had brought it up while they were cuddled up on the taller's couch. When he asked if there was anything going on Kenny got defensive. He told Tweek that it was none of his business how he acts around his "old friend." Cause that's all they are, there's no need to worry, he stills loves Tweek. And when Tweek retaliated with the fact that Butters is a known homewrecker, Kenny scoffed and told him not to worry he'd never do that, not to him. But when Kenny turned his head back to the T.V. and mumbled "not like there's a home to wreck with us anyway," Tweek heard. He probably wasn't supposed to, but he did. And he chose not to push it any further that night, so he let it go. It's not like Kenny was wrong anyway.
Tweek's suspicions are confirmed one night when they were cuddled up, much like the night they argued. Kenny had ditched his beloved parka for the night, only wearing a loose-fitting white tee. And when he shifted the neck of the shirt was pulled down, revealing deep purple marks littering his collar and chest. At least he was smart enough to not let whoever it was mark his neck up. Tweek knew then he was cheating, because not once has Tweek ever given him a hickey, hell if it was up to Tweek he'd never even kiss Kenny. But he has to keep the relationship alive, he feels like he doesn't even know why anymore, but when he sees a girl hanging off his best friend's arm he's reminded. He's in love with a different guy but can never have him because he's straight and would never feel the same for him. So, he forces himself into a relationship he doesn't want to be in, and by the evidence, neither does his partner.
Tweek doesn't know if Kenny doesn't notice that the marks are showing, or if he just doesn't care if Tweek finds out. If the small blond had to guess it'd be the first one, Kenny's too proud of this relationship to let it go so easily. His little sister adores Tweek, and Tweek adores her too. Whatever makes Karen happy makes Kenny happy, so he isn't ready to end it, because it would break Karen's heart. This is his first serious relationship and Karen is proud of him for giving up his old ways of sleeping around with random nobody's. And if she found out he was cheating on Tweek, she'd have his head. She's a pretty scary 13-year-old.
And so Tweek turns his head back to the movie and acts as if he never noticed. The blond didn't really feel like fighting tonight, he's had a hard day at work and he just wants to relax and watch a movie in peace. And he learned the last time they fought, Kenny can get very scary when he gets angry. Tweek doesn't think he'd ever hit him, but the look in his eyes, when he gets mad enough, tells him otherwise. He's seen Kenny in a few fights, and he does not want to be on the other end of his fist.
Somehow, they've made it work, one year, three months, and four days they've been together.
It's Craig's birthday today, January 25th. And Tweek has had enough, he's done waiting for his friend to reciprocate his feelings, he knows it's never going to happen. Especially not with the way Julie Watson from North Park has been hanging around him for the past two weeks. Tweek didn't even think Craig knew the girl, but sure enough they must know each other somehow, otherwise she wouldn't be sitting in Token's seat at lunch or kissing him goodbye at the end of the day. This is one of the longest flings had this year, most girls only last about a week until they come to school upset over something Craig did. Or rather didn't do.
Tweek's usually always there when an angry girl come storming over to the blue boy's locker, pissed off at him for standing her up, or ignoring her calls and texts. His normal response to her is a blank face and the question of "when did I ever agree to a date with you?" "how did you get my number?," or "who are you?" The last question has earned him several slaps to the face. Once the pissed off girl storms off, Craig would usually earn a clap on the back from Clyde and the question of what he did this time. His reply more times than not is, "I don't know." At first Tweek believed it was part of the cool guy vibe that Craig must have been going for, but after a while he started to believe the noiret didn't know what he was doing wrong. Tweek never saw Craig go up and talk to any of the girls that accused him of not texting them back or standing them up. Tweek really hasn't seen Craig talk to any girl since he dated Annie 2 years ago.
After they broke up, Craig never really talked to any other girls. Really, he didn't talk much to anyone for that matter. Once he left Annie it's like something changed in him. He talked to less and less people, it's like he closed himself off from the world. He's even become more distant to Tweek in the past year or so. Which should be a good thing for the blond, it should help him move on from him. But it doesn't, if anything it makes him think about the black-haired boy more. He wonders what happened after Annie, why is Craig shutting himself out, what happened to his best friend. But whenever he asks him about it, he brushes it off and says it's nothing. So, he went to Token, the two have become closer over the past year, but he tells the blond that it's not the black boy's business, so he shouldn't be the one to tell him. The small blond was left in the dark. He couldn't go to Clyde, cause he's just as clueless as the blond is, if not more.
And so, today is the day. Today Tweek is going to lose his virginity to Kenny. He's going to move on from Craig once and for all. If he's not wanted or needed by the blue boy, than he doesn't need him either. So today after school he is going to march over to the poor boy's house and demand he fucks him… Well maybe not demand him, Tweek's not a very demanding person. He'll ask him to fuck him, he's finally ready. He's willing to forget the cheating for one day.
But what he wasn't ready for was a half-naked Butters to open the door to Kenny's house when he knocked. Or for an equally half naked Kenny to walk down the hallway asking, "who's at the door babe?" Tweek knows he isn't asking him the question, he hasn't been called babe in months. He also isn't supposed to be there, he's usually at work by this time, but he asked his parents for the weekend off. He planned this as a surprise for Kenny, but he was the one surprised with the sight before him. When their eyes met, he could see the pure panic in the taller blond's.
The first thing out of Kenny's mouth is, "Shit. Tweek what the hell are you doing here?" He asked as he quickly grabbed a shirt and threw it on. But it was too late, Tweek saw the hickey's and the scratches in all their glory. The whole time he was standing in the doorway, he hadn't taken his eyes off his very soon to be ex-boyfriend, he almost forgot about the other blond in the doorway. Which has had a goddamn smirk on his face the whole time. This is what he wants, to see them fight and break up. It's like he gets off on other's misery.
But that smirk left his face when he heard Tweek breath out a "thank Jesus." The smirk was replaced with a confused look.
"What do you mean 'Thank Jesus?' you just found your boyfriend is cheating on you," the platinum blond in front of him questioned, "shouldn't you be pissed and like throwing shit or something?" Whatever reaction he expected from Tweek, he did not get.
"Butters, knock it off, leave him alone." Kenny ordered, "Go get your clothes and leave. Now." He made his way over to the door and stood in front of the smaller blond. Tweek had been silent since his little outburst. Butters then turned on his heel and left down the hall.
The third blond reappeared fully clothed, but before he left, he made sure to stop beside Kenny, stand up on his tip toes and press a kiss to the taller's cheek. Butters eyes never left Tweek as walked passed him. He then bounded down the stairs and skipped down the driveway. Once he was out of view, Tweek looked back to the boy in front of him. "Tweek, listen. I'm really sorr-" the taller started but was cut off by the smaller blond.
"You don't have to apologize, I've known for a while. I'm not that stupid Kenny." Tweek told him, "and I-I've needed a reason to break up with you for a while."
"Wait, you've known? And you didn't say anything?" Kenny looked in disbelief. "Shit, Tweek I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done this to you. I'm such an asshole." He shook his head and looked down at his feet, he couldn't meet Tweek's eyes. "What're you doing here anyway, don't you have work?"
"Oh. Right, uh. I um. I took this weekend off." Tweek sucked in a breath, "And I was actually going to ask you to, um... Take my virginity today," he let out his breath as he said the last words. Kenny's head shot up at those words, he couldn't believe what he had heard, and he threw it away because he couldn't keep it in his pants.
"Fuck Tweek. God, I'm so fucking stupid. You'll never know how sorry I am." Kenny looked away ashamed. He couldn't believe what he did. Tweek had meant so much to him, he was ready to give himself to him and he fucked up. Not only is he disappointed in himself, but Karen is going to be disappointed in him too. He had one good thing in his life, aside from Karen, and now it's over.
The whole time Tweek has held his head up high, his mask was not going to slip now. He knew this day was coming, he knew Kenny was with other people, he didn't know if it was just Butters, or if it was multiple. He was going to be strong, he's wanted this to end, neither of them deserved to be put through what they were doing to each other.
"So, I guess I'll be going now," Tweek said as he took a step back from the door, "and I'm sorry to Kenny, I should have ended it earlier, I shouldn't have dragged this out for so long." Another step back, "Bye Kenny, I'll see you Monday I guess." Another, and another. Soon Tweek was off the stoop.
"Yeah, see ya Monday Tweek." Those were the last words he spoke before he closed the door. The small blond stood there for a moment, taking in all that just happened. It's over now, he now longer has to force himself to be someone he's not. It's like a weight has been lifted off him. He feels free, but as he walks further from the house, the more the tears flow.
He never loved Kenny, or really liked him in that way, but it still hurts to lose someone that gave him the attention and love he received from Kenny. He was the only person who ever looked at him like he was different from everyone else. It hurt to lose the only relationship he's ever been in. But he couldn't control his feelings for a certain black-haired boy, no matter how hard he tried to.
When he reached his empty house he stood outside, just looking up at it. He really didn't want to be alone right now, and there was only one person he knew that would be home right now. So, he turned away from his house and started walking again. His tears had dried during the walk, but he still felt like shit. He pulled his jacket a little tighter around him and left. His head hung low the whole way.
He soon found himself outside a tan house, not much different than the other houses on the block, only the color. The blond knew who he was looking for was home, the black truck in the driveway a dead giveaway. He didn't knock, he just twisted the knob and pushed the door open. The Tucker family has a habit of not locking doors, a fact Tweek has gotten used to after nearly 10 years of friendship with their son. He wasn't surprised to find the bottom level of the house empty, Mr. & Mrs. Tucker usually have date nights on Friday, and since it's nearly 5:30, they must have left a bit ago.
He pulled off his coat and hung it up next to the door. He made his way up the stairs, all the lights were off in the house too, so he had to find his way in the darkness. Thankfully he knew the house like the back of his hand, being in here so many times, and the likeness to his own house. There was only one light on in the whole house, Tweek could see it seeping out into the hallway from the crack under the door. He passed three other doors on his way, the rooms on the other side all dark and empty. When he made it just outside the door he stopped. He stood there and listened for a moment, the only thing he heard was the T.V. that is on.
He didn't make his presence known to the boy inside, not until he pushed the door open and walked in. This was a common occurrence for the two, they had an unspoken agreement to leave their doors open for each other, no need to knock, they just came and went as they pleased.
Craig looked up from his laptop when he heard the door close. Tweek stood there, no inclination to move. When their eyes met, Tweek finally broke. He wrapped his arms around himself and let the tears fall. In the process of throwing the covers off himself, the noiret dropped his laptop on the ground.
The tall boy, well man as of today, made it across the room in two long strides. His arms were wrapped around his small friend in an instance, bringing him to his chest. One hand resting on the small of his back and the other petting the blond hair under his palm. After years of friendship, Craig has learned how to best comfort his blond friend.
"What's wrong Tweek?" were the first words out of his mouth. So much is going on, he doesn't even know where to start. He wants to tell him about Kenny, tell him that he really doesn't mind it being over, he wants to ask why he has been so distant towards him lately.
But the only thing that comes out of his mouth is, "it's over."
The taller gives him a questioning look as if to ask what's over. But before Craig can even open his mouth to ask, Tweek's already speaking. "Kenny, h-he was cheating on me. A-and I was, I was there, and Butters opened the door. And, and it's over Craig. I-I broke up with him, but I'm not really that sad, but, it just, it still hurts. Ya know?"
The older is quiet for a moment, as if he's taking all the information in, then he squeezes the blond a little tighter. "That asshole," he says with venom dripping from his words, "I'm gonna beat his fucking ass."
"NO! No. Craig it's okay, really." The blond quickly blurted out, "I knew he was cheating on me, it wasn't that hard to tell. But I'm happy it's over I can stop pretending."
"Stop pretending what?"
At this point Tweek has Craig's shirt so balled up in his fists, he's pretty sure when he lets go it'll be wrinkled. He also notices that it's the shirt he gave to Craig earlier that day as a gift, it's a black shirt with the NASA logo on it, and it's surrounded by guinea pigs in space helmets. He drew it himself then brought it to a tee shirt company to get it printed.
"Stop pretending I'm happy." He says so quietly he barely heard it himself, he doesn't know how Craig could hear him, but he did.
"Why are you not happy?" The noiret asked as he looked down to meet Tweek's eyes. It's then that Tweek knew he had to say something. Why was he not happy? Because he's in love with the man that's holding right now, and he was in a relationship with another boy. He knows he needs to either confess right now or live with the heartache for who knows how much longer. "Did he hurt you? I swear if he ever hit you, he's a dead man."
"No, it-it's nothing like that." The blond hid his face in the taller's chest, how the hell was he going to say this next sentence. He doesn't know why he's so scared to tell the black-haired male. What's the worst that'll happen? He gets called a fag and is thrown out of the house? It wouldn't be the first time he'd be called a fag by a Tucker.
But this is Craig, he'd never call Tweek that. He's known the blond was gay for years, he was the first one he told. And he never once judged him or called him anything along those lines. He's been supportive to the blond since the day he came out. He's even broken a few noses of those who did give him shit or decided to call him something offensive.
Tweek doesn't understand why he's so afraid. Here he is, standing in the arms of the guy he is in love with, he's no longer in a relationship, and by Monday Julie will probably be walking up to Craig asking the same questions all the others do.
So why is he so worried? It's not like Craig would reject him. Well maybe romantically, but not platonically. He'd never do that to the small blond, they both know that.
With his face still buried in his love's chest Tweek mumbles his answer.
"Tweek…" the noiret huffs, "you know I can't understand you when you do that. Look at me."
And so, he does, Tweek picks his head up and locks eyes with him. Without breaking the contact, he tells him "because he's not you."
The taller boy repeated that sentence to himself quietly before questioning the smaller boy. "What the hell do you mean by that Tweek?"
The boy in question didn't know how to further explain what he meant, he thought it was fairly easy to understand what he said. But then again, his friend is pretty dense. So, he did the only other thing he could think to do at that moment.
He grabbed the strings of the chullo hat that's always on Craig's head, pulled him down, and planted his lips firmly on the other's.
Tweek expected to be pushed away, not grabbed by the waist and pulled closer. He expected to get punched, not kissed back with more fever. He didn't expect this outcome, but he isn't about to complain, not when it's Craig he's kissing. He can barely believe it's really happening, he must be dreaming, and if he is, then he sure as hell does not want to wake up now.
But it's not a dream, this is all real. It's real when his back hits the door he had just entered not too long ago. It's real when his feet leave the ground they were just standing on, when his legs wrap around his best friend's waist, and when his arms snake around his neck and pull them even closer together. It's very real when the taller boy's tongue brushes against his bottom lip, asking him to open up and let him in. He is in no state to reject to the request. And when his own tongue meets the other boy's, he can't suppress the very real moan that escapes from his mouth. And he can't help the feeling of never wanting this kiss to end.