It was another day at school and Craig saw that sight he hates seeing every single day. That disgusting sight that makes him want to rip out his eyeballs and step on them a thousand times. At the corner of his locker, he saw Tweek and Kenny kissing passionately. It made Craig want to just rip them from each other so they can stop this.
Craig wasn't homophobic, he just really likes Tweek. Ever since fourth grade, Craig had these feelings inside. Tweek was too oblivious then, and still is now. They are in 11th grade and Tweek still hasn't noticed a damn thing. Luckily, Kenny and Tweek didn't start dating until 4 months ago. To Craig, it was a painful 4 months, it felt like his heart was being beaten up by Tweek, Tweek just punching at it until Craig can't feel any more, or until his heart will just bleed for eternity. Craig was sure he gave obvious hints that he likes Tweek, but Tweek didn't think anything of it and thought it was just a silly joke.
"So I'll see you at lunch time my beautiful ray of sunshine?" Kenny asked with his eyes staring at Tweek, waiting for him to say his lines like they were in a romantic play.
"Of Course my sugary coated hazelnut!" Tweek replied in a sweet voice that Craig wished he used on him. Of course Tweeks cute sayings involve coffee somehow since he loves that beverage so much.
Craig, as he would do every time they have a sweet talk, would move his hands mocking Tweek and Kenny's conversation because he hears this a thousand times too many! "Oh Tweek, why can't you just love me instead?" Craig thought to himself. Craig was imagining Tweek saying those wonderful words to him instead of Kenny, taking Kenny's place so Craig can hold and protect Tweek. "Oh Tweeky, my lovely blond dumpling, my light at the end of the tunnel, my every wish from a genies lamp, the missing part me. Oh how I wish you can be mine!" Craig would say.
"Oh my blue puff ball, my eye to guide me to your heart, the shelter to my storm inside, I can be yours!" Tweek would reply with those beautiful creamy brown eyes staring up at Craig.
Craig was starting to imagine them running towards each other in a meadow of purple flowers, arms wide open ready to leap into each other's arms so they can twirl around, eventually falling on top of each other, Craig would be on top so he could give Tweek the biggest kiss he ever had! Way better than Kenny's passionate kisses. Craig would kiss the hell out of Tweek, taking his breath away, moaning away with each kiss he gives Tweek.
In Reality though, Craig was making a kissy face to the air in the hallway while Tweek was wondering what he was doing.
"Cr-Craig? Are you GAH okay?" Tweek asked a little worried about what his friend was doing in the hallway, thankfully, no one else was around.
Craig was starting to come back to the real world, noticing that he was in his position, quickly snapped out of it and turned to the boy who was talking to him. Craig looked up at him and thought how gorgeous the boy with messy blond hair was, with that green, unbuttoned shirt, those skinny black jeans, and that spaz he occasionally has, closing one of his eyes like he was winking into Craig's soul.
Craig was a hopeless romantic at heart; he thought things he could never tell anyone, just writes it down in a journal he keeps at home under his bed. All those fantasies with Tweek, all the wet dreams he gets, and all the non-wet dreams gets written down in Craig's journal. Craig never wants to forget his dreams, his favorite moments with Tweek, even though they didn't happen. Craig can just read them and feel happy inside.
Craig realized he wasn't saying anything and it felt like an hour went by, but actually a minute went by and they were still standing in the hall way like idiots. The bell was going to ring in three minutes, so Craig had to think of something fast before Tweek gets suspicious of him.
"Sorry Tweek! I was just day dreaming about something!" Craig gasped and covered his mouth with his hands. "Oh shit! Why did I say that out loud?" Craig thought to himself just knowing what he said; now he would have to think about what he was day dreaming about.
"GAH! That's a relief. I thought you had an allergic reaction to something!" Tweek responded not really caring about what he was day dreaming about. Maybe it involved a girl. He didn't want to know; it was a private thing.
"L-let's walk to class Tweek!" Craig yelled a little taking Tweeks hand and walking really fast down the hall to the classroom that read Chemistry.
At least they were both in a class that Kenny wasn't in. Craig could be lab partners with Tweek all he wanted without interruptions from Kenny. Kenny was very smart, probably smart enough to take Chemistry, but he wants to the take the easiest way possible because he just wants high school to end. He wants to do the least amount of work so he can have more time goofing off like he usually does, sometimes even gets drunk, but Tweek doesn't know he still does that. For Craig, he used to do all that stuff, maybe goes to a party here and there, watching Kenny, keeping a close eye on him so he doesn't screw up, but Craig will never take part in that again; Tweek is way more important to him than getting dirty. He doesn't need that stuff in his life anymore because Tweek is Craig's addiction!
Craig felt bad for Tweek, his boyfriend does all that crap and Tweek probably feels down because of him. "Damn you Kenny!" Craig would think to himself because it makes him feel sick to his stomach just knowing all the pain Tweek is in whenever Kenny does that. Craig wishes he could just take his pain and keep it for himself so Tweek doesn't feel it.
Today was a lecture for Chemistry though, so Craig tried to listen as much as possible; writing down notes, and recording what the teacher says with his phone. He wanted to day dream about him and Tweek falling in love, get married, and dying together with arms around each other never letting go. He would occasionally draw pictures in his red spinal notebook of him and Tweek kissing under an enormous oak tree on a stormy day. Craig drew raindrops falling from the sky, landing on Tweeks messy hair, absorbing the water. If only it could be real.
