"Kenny, I need your help." Tweek mumbled awkwardly, looking down at the ground. He coughed. The air behind the school shed was thick with cocaine, or whatever it was that Kenny was smoking, and Tweek attempted to push back the strong feeling of suffocating and not being able to breathe as the smoke forced itself into his lungs.
In his last period, he had made up an excuse to leave 5 minutes before the end of the lesson - something about needing to take medication - and gotten his books early so he wouldn't encounter Craig, who normally waited by his locker.
So here he was, stuck in a confined space with the one person he knew to stay away from, a few minutes after school. Kenny looked up, and pulled down his orange parka.
"Wazzup, spaz?" Kenny asked, displaying a few of his perfect whit teeth. How Kenny managed to keep them in such good shape, despite consuming so many drugs and growing up in such a poor family background, Tweek didn't have a clue.
He bit his lip at the insult, blinking back tears. He knew Craig would beat Kenny up for saying something like that, then flinched as he remembered the reason he was even here. He felt guilty for avoiding his boyfriend, but knew Craig deserved it for being such a jerk.
"How do you...nngh, dominate someone?" Tweek found himself saying, blushing. Kenny's eyes widened and he quickly dissolved into laughter as he dropped his death stick, clasping his hands and pressing them to his anorexic chest. Tweek scowled.
"Argh! I'm being ack serious!" He cried, glaring at the ash haired boy. Kenny let out a few more breathless laughs, before composing himself.
"Heheheh...Ok. W-who do you want to..." Kenny couldn't keep himself from snorting. Tweek flushed.
"C-Craig." He confessed, and Kenny's face was almost priceless. Before Kenny could make a comment, or "ROFLOL", whatever that was, Tweek rushed over to him, shoving him against the wall of the school building, and clutching a few strands of his hair. Kenny gulped.
"Please, I Kenny. I need your - GAH - help." Tweek whispered, shaking immensely at the thought he may be hurting Kenny. He loosened his grip on him immediately as Kenny rooted around in his brain for a logical answer.
"Okay, I'll help you, Tweekers." Kenny smiled at him, and Tweek smiled back, glad Kenny was going to help him, even if he did feel a little annoyed at the pet name his friend used.
The two set to talking, forgetting all about Tweek's earlier move. Kenny made an occasional dirty joke, and Tweek always found himself giggling, albeit nervously but still in a positive way.
When they parted ways, Tweek frowned at himself. He acted really horrible earlier, not a bit like himself. It scared even him. Was some paranormal source possessing him? GAH! Did the gnomes set this all up? His mind went into overdrive as he walked back to his house.
The only one who remained at the school, near the place Tweek and Kenny had conversed was a singular dark haired teenage boy, complete with a blue chullo, curled up against the fire escape as he let a few tears leave his eyes.
When Tweek didn't show up at his locker, Craig went frantic with worry. He searched the school, shouting Tweek's name as he went and asking everyone he passed if they had seen him.
Eventually, he found him. Craig was too far away to hear, and didn't dare to move closer in fear he would be spotted, but he could still see. His heart broke as he saw what his boyfriend was engaged in. Tweek had Kenny pressed against the wall, their faces only a few centimetres. He watched with horror as his boyfriend whispered something in Kenny's ear, then released him. The two exchanged smiles and Craig shook his head, depserately wishing it wasn't happening.
Tweek was cheating on him.
Tweek was cheating on him.
Tweek was cheating on him.
That was the only thing Craig could think about as he trudged home, eyes bloodshot and puffy from crying.
It was a shock to him when he opened the front door, which for some reason was unlocked already, and bony arms wrapped around him, slamming the door behind them.
