Story Synopsis

Craig admits his feelings towards Tweek have changed. Strangely, the other boys of South Park also start falling for Tweek. Can they find the reason behind this phenomena before jealousy rips them apart?

Chapter 1: Those Famous Last Words

Craig Tucker was freaking out. To an untrained eye, one would see just a normal boy in a blue chullo hat, with a yellow puffball on top. His blank face matched his normally stoic personality. However closer inspection would reveal his tensed stance, his fists clenched tightly for one second before relaxing, as if trying to decide whether to stay and fight or run away. His green eyes quickly scanned across the tight crowd streaming outside the school building, before finally settling on a familiar jumbled mess of blond hair. An almost imperceptible smile now graced his face, as he moved quickly towards his goal.

"Tweek, hey wait up!" said Craig, his voice deeper than ever.

With a little yelp, Tweek quickly turned around. "Jesus! Craig, don't sneak up on me like that!" His frown immediately gave way to a happy smile. "Oh, did you want to walk home together again?" Tweek's hands fidgeted awkwardly on the hem of his incorrectly-buttoned up green shirt.

Craig nodded, before offering his hand to hold. He couldn't help but stare as his partner's smile turned ever more beautiful at that gesture, everything else seemed to fade to the background. A familiar warm scent of ground coffee beans drifted nearby. The almost irrational feeling increased tenfold in Craig. Time seemed to move slowly in these moments, but never slow enough.

Craig felt a gentle hand slip into his own, which shocked him back into reality. Nearly all the other students were already gone. Now days, the sight of these two together is all too familiar to raise any eyebrows, though Craig couldn't care less about what anyone else thought.

"What's wrong Craig? You seem so tense." Tweek's head turned to give the other a questioning look. Craig allowed himself a moment to stare into those blue-green eyes, before quickly shifting his gaze down to the footpath. He shrugged, unsure how to bring up the topic which frequented his dreams, both day and night. "Oh god! Don't tell me… the underpants gnomes got to you too!"

"Huh?" laughed Craig. "No, I've just been thinking lately…" he mumbled before pausing, uncertain about what to say next. He felt Tweek squeeze his hand encouragingly. Craig glanced up and saw a look free of any possible judgement or demand. "Tweek, I know this relationship started out as fake. But lately my feelings have started to change."

Tweek suddenly turned into a shade of red. "Wha-what are you saying?" he stuttered.

"I really like you, more than just a friend." stated Craig bluntly.

"O-oh... OH! Well… I, um -GAH! Soo much pressure! We-well I… um, I li-" Tweek stammered, almost incoherently. He started twitching so violently he accidently let go of Craig's hand.

"It's ok Tweek," Craig quickly interjected. "You don't need to say anything right now. I'm just hoping we can still hang out, the same as always."

"Of course, Craig!" said Tweek immediately. The taller boy relaxed as he let out a breath he didn't realise he was holding in. Relief washed over Craig, so much so a visible smile now adorned his face.

"Well this is my house... I guess I'll see you around then babe?" asked Craig, wanting a bit more reassurance, but at the same time wanting to flee the scene in embarrassment.

"Ye-ye-yes! I'll see you around!" The messy haired blond waved his arms around animatedly in an exaggerated farewell gesture. Well that could have gone worse, at least it wasn't a complete rejection noted Craig as he turned around to go home. "Wait!" shouted Tweek suddenly. "I... um… Thank you, Craig."

Craig froze as he took in the sight of the other boy's genuine smile. It's disarming, one of the only few things which can get past the shields he puts up. He felt the heat rise on his face. "N-no problem." Damn, and he was sounding so confident up until this point. Turning quickly, Craig walked away with apparent sureness. Craig did not dare look back until the front door was closed. With a mad dash towards the nearest window, he saw the still twitching, but clearly happy figure pivot towards the other direction.

That almost irrational feeling in Craig was now inflamed with hope, since the source of those feelings wasn't opposed to it. He watched as the trembling blond almost clumsily tripped over his own feet, perhaps being too distracted by his own thoughts. Everything Tweek did was too adorable. He was a captivating wonder, beyond comprehension.

Craig couldn't understand how no one else could see Tweek as clearly as he could.