Tweek shoved Craig. "How dare you! You and I, it was just sex! IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO END UP LIKE THIS CRAIG." The small blonde sunk to the floor sobbing. "I wasn't… I wasn't supposed to… We're not supposed to…" Craig kneeled to the ground cradling the shaking boy into his arms. "Not supposed… not… not supposed to…." Craig smoothed the hair of the boy muttering into his shoulder. "Tweek… who said it's not supposed to be like this? WHO SAID WE CAN'T?" Tweek jumped at the sudden escalation of his friend's voice. "Who said… who…?" Craig hushed the crying boy with a deep kiss, wrapping his arms around his frail body. "I already told you how I feel, Tweek. I'm just waiting on your answer…" he held the blonde at arm's length. "Craig…"