Previously: "I-I left the keys in my room..."
"Just calm down Tweek." He patted the blonde on the shoulder gently. "We can go to Harbucks and get you some coffee. I know coffee warms you up and makes you happy."
Tweek thought about it and nodded. Coffee did warm him up and make him happy, and it wasn't nike he had any other options. He let Craig entwine their fingers once again and they set off for Harbucks.
"W-what are we...?" Tweek blurted out, averting his eyes and looking at the ground. He didn't want to come on too strong, or pressure Craig, but he didn't even know what he was to the boy. A boyfriend? A... Fuck buddy? He cringed.
The raven haired boy squeezed the blonde's hand tightly, looking at him with intent. That was a good question, he knew that they weren't going to be just fuck buddies.
"Well, I think that we could call it a relationship. That you're mine." Craig looked up at the clouded blue sky. "You're my boyfriend. Sounds good to you Tweekie?"
The coffee addict's lips twitched upwards. "Y-yes." He loved when Craig called him Tweekie, he knew the teen never used pet names of any sort for other people. It made him feel special... And loved.
"Glad you like it." Craig pulled his chullo down further over his ears to warm them up a bit more.
They arrived at the Harbucks and swept into the shop. One glance at the blonde and his Dad had always placed a warm latte in his hand, free of charge, obviously.
"What are you kids doing here? I thought Craig was coming round our house?" Richard asked, cleaning the counter absentmindedly. Tweek fidgeted.
"I left the key in my room..." He told his Dad, wanting to leave with Craig already. Mr Tweak shrugged and placed his own keys in Tweek's small hands.
"We won't be home for a few hours, son. As you can see, its rather busy around here." Tweek looked around at the deserted cafe and bit the insides of his cheeks to keep from pointing that out. "Oh and Craig, you're free to stay the night."
"Thanks Mr. Tweak." He grinned at his boyfriend, following him down the street back to the Tweak home. Tweek latched onto his hand, using his other to sip latte every few minutes.
Craig still didn't understand what it was about the coffee that Tweek liked so much, he personally preferred to brew it himself. It didn't leave that after taste that Harbucks did.
Craig slid his free hand into his pocket as he walked along side Tweek. "Better now that you're getting your fix?"
"Yeah." Tweek grinned, flicking a strand of blonde hair away from his eyes. He leaned in close and whispered to Craig, as if it was their very one secret, "But I think I just feel better with you."
"Don't get all mushy on me now." He teased playfully, feeling quite the same. Sure they still hung out with Token and Clyde, but Tweek and Craig were damn near inseparable.
Once again, they reached Tweek's house, and this time, they actually managed to get inside.
"What do you w-want to do?"
