PROLOGUE
Craig X Tweek
Written by JEL
Third person P.O.V.
A virus
Is not alive
It is an entity
With the goal of destruction
A virus
Makes you sick
And without antibodies
You would die
A virus
Doesn't care what it hurts
It will not stop at your pleas
It will kill you
Because you are too careless
Craig sat downstairs on the couch, browsing through the T.V. channels. It was common for Tweek to wake up around noon, seeing as to he always had trouble sleeping, even with his boyfriend there with him. To his surprise, when ten AM rolled around, Tweek's small body stumbled its way down the stairs. He seemed unusually sluggish.
"Morning, Tweek. You're up early. For you, that is." Craig sort of smiled.
"Yeah, yeah. No Tweek today. You're stuck with me, luv." His voice rang out while walking to the kitchen.
"Oh, YOU… and just when I thought you were gone."
"Ahh, you never fail to hit me right where it hurts, me amóur… So, what you're saying is that you don't like me?" He changed His route, making His way to the couch, hovering over Craig.
"Finally caught on? And you call ME slow?"
He gave a small chuckle. "Like I said, right where it hurts." Leaning, He connected their lips for a brief moment.
"You know I don't consider you as a partner, right?" Craig glared, monotone in his voice.
"Of course I do. I just like to test boundaries. And you're just the person I like to test with. Any who, want a cup of coffee?"
"I WANT my boyfriend back."
"Yeah, well, he's sleeping. You know how he is. I'm just stretching is all. Now, I'm trying to be polite. Do you want coffee or not?" He repeated impatiently.
"No. And I thought you hated coffee."
"Well, certainly I didn't tell you that. I find the warm, thick taste of coffee quite delightful. Soothing, even. My better half has influence a majority of my personality over the years."
"Yet, I still hate you."
"Oh, you don't hate me."
"How the hell does that possibility even show up in your psychotic head?"
"Well, because I know you. You hide your emotions unless alone with someone you're fond of. You're not very intelligent, therefore you use mindless and seemingly clever insults in an attempt to shut down my self-esteem, then leading me to seem less intelligent than you, pushing a ploy in order to distract me from the obvious. Either that, or you have a silly crush on me like an eight-year-old, and you're throwing yourself into abnegation. One way or another, you don't really hate me."
Craig glared at Him. That remark about his intelligence had sparked an anger. But still… He wasn't just smart, but he was that scary kind of smart. He used big words and logic that Tweek was too shy to show. Craig had no idea if Tweek was secretly this smart himself, but small glimpses in their past said that it was very likely.
"You're a psycho hiding behind a sweet face."
"And that just pisses you off, doesn't it? That I never had any real consequence for all I've done? All I've put Tweek through?"
"You're damn right that pisses me off! You're lucky I'm not crazy like you."
"Ah, you bore me. I'm getting my coffee." He waved His hand, once again heading to the kitchen.
Craig, now incredibly annoyed, kept flipping through channels.
He walked back in, and He stopped, as if waiting for something. Then He smirked, and went to Craig on the couch. With no warning what so ever, He sat on Craig's lap, snuggling to his chest. Craig glared down at Him.
"I thought I said I don't see you that way."
"Aw, but you and Tweek do this all the time… why not you and I..? We DO have the same body, you know."
"I don't care if you share a body! I don't like YOU!"
"Ah, you're so mean to me. Three years, and you still haven't warmed up to me in the slightest."
"Damn, I wonder why. You're a permanent parasite, and just like a parasite, all you do is benefit from pain."
"… True… but also like a parasite, I need human contact to thrive…" He kissed Craig's cheek, resting gently into his neck.
Craig huffed in frustration. "… You really don't listen, do you?"
"No, I listen… I just don't care."
END PROLOGUE
Hey! Sequel came a lot faster than I thought… Yay, JEL made a sequel, yay!
P.S. The poem belongs to me