I'd like to start off by saying that I sadly do not own South Park. Now Enjoy!

Craig smiled as he handed over a French vanilla latte over to his slightly twitching boyfriend. It was two am and he had once again climbed up the tree and let himself into Tweek's unlcoked window. Tweek sighed but accepted the drink.

"What no kiss?" Craig asked playfully wrapping his arms around the smaller teen, who only pushed him away.

"Craig we can't keep-nngh-doing this. It's w-wrong." Craig wasn't sure if he was hearing this right. He blinked and tilted his head to the side.

"What do you mean? I thought..." Tweek shook his head and choose to turn away from the hurt boy in front of him. Craig could have sworn he had seen a flash of disgust in those green eyes.

"No C-Craig. It's w-wrong and you k-now it." The taller boy took a step back; he could literally feel his heart start to break.

"Tweek, are you saying what I think you're saying?" Tweek turned back sharply and this time Craig knew damn well what he was saw.

"I thought that-gah-I could just make it r-right. Pretend I didn't know...I-I can't change the way I f-feel." The blond explained sadly.

Craig grabbed his hand not wanting to ever let go. He had to find a way to convince Tweek not to leave him.

"Please Tweek, how can I make it right again?" He thought the blond loved him, how did he screw this up so badly?

"You can never m-make it right!" Tweek pulled his hand back. "D-Do you have any-erk-idea what my parents would s-say? W-What they would gah do to me if the found out?"

"We can talk to them, we'll make them understand together."

"You don't know them like I d-do. They'd hate me, k-kick me out...fucking disown me!" Tweek cried.

"But-but"

"T-This is blasphemy Craig. It's blasphemy! I'm slandering my f-family n-name."

"I love you."

"I love you too. B-But this can't ever happen again Craig...You can n-never bring Harbucks coffee back into t-this house."

"...What?"

"My family owns a coffee shop. You know this! But you insist that I drink H-Harbucks! How can you live with yourself?"

Craig blinked again.

This was all over Harbucks coffee? He didn't even see the difference between the two, except he only lived a few blocks away from one. It was convenient for him to just swing by grab a cup and be off.

"I love you so much, but I can only b-be with-ack-you if you promise to n-never buy from Harbucks again."

Craig wasn't sure if he should storm out, give Tweek the finger for scaring the shit out of him, break down with relief that he wasn't losing the most important person in his life?

"Deal."

A/N: Thanks for reading!