for Guest and RockQueen98 - i know a go on about it, but it does wonder me at the amount of people who crave this pairing haha thanks for the wonderful comments so far!
(oh yeah, i may or may not have added clyde)
Incoming Skype call from Tweek Tweak to Craig Tucker
"Craig? Craig, Is that you? I can't see you, where are you? Craig, are you there? Oh, man, where the hell are you?!" Tweek sat with his back against the armchair of the living room couch, his iPad resting on his knees and his face no further than three inches away from the screen.
"Calm down, you spaz, I'm right here."
Tweek's nerves started to calm when the face of his friend appeared on the screen. Craig was on his bed, his laptop in his lap. The blond opened his mouth to say something, but halted when he noticed a familiar figure sitting next to Craig. "Who- who's that?"
"It's just Clyde." He tilted the screen sideways. Clyde glanced over, giving a quick wave and a 'Sup, dude!' before turning back to his game.
"Oh, hey man! So like, what are you guys up to?"
"Hanging out. Donovan's playing some lame ass game."
"You're lame." Clyde mumbled, his eyes glued to the character on the TV screen.
Tweek nodded, "Sounds.. fun." He would have been offended about not being invited along too, but it just then came to him that he was the one that said he couldn't come out today. It was a Tuesday. And if there's one thing that Tweek didn't like, it was Tuesdays.
"Has Token been round to see you yet?" Craig asked, giving his blond friend a small smile to comfort him.
"Uh, I don't think-"
"He said he was going to see you after your Doctor's appointment. How did it go, by the way?"
Tweek chewed nervously at the stringy ends of his sleeve. "Fine. It was fine."
"Whatchya talk about?" Clyde questioned. He was obviously concerned for his friend too, but not enough to pause his game.
"Just stuff."
"What did you do?"
"I, uh- I learned some new exercises."
Craig gave a short nod. "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah. Like, I got given a stress ball. To, you know, relieve stress and stuff." The blond scraped a hand through his hair, his stubby fingers getting caught in the knots. Just talking about the subject made him feel awkward and embarrassed, even if it was in front of his best friends. Craig, Clyde and Token never judged him for going to these meetings, in fact, they supported him more than anything. But it still made Tweek feel as if he was an outcast to the group. Like he was different, like there was something wrong with him. Okay, so he may have been diagnosed with Vertigo and suffering from anxiety, but that was besides the point. He just feared that his friends would treat him differently.
"Cool. You coming over then or what?" Craig dismissed the subject, because he could see that the blond wasn't in the right mood to talk about it. Especially with a certain brunette sitting next to him. Clyde wasn't bad at listening to other people's problems, but when faced with an awkward silence, he would normally fuck up the situation by saying something stupid.
"What, right now?"
"Yeah, Clyde's leaving soon anyway."
The brunette frowned slightly. "I am?"
"Yeah, you've been here since school ended."
"..So?"
Craig rolled his eyes, "That was four hours ago."
Clyde muttered something under his breath, though it wasn't heard clearly for the other two. "But- but then what about Token?" Tweek asked, starting to worry about not being here when his friend would turn up.
"I dunno, I'll text him or something."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, now get your butt over here already."
Tweek replied with a grin and tapped the screen of the tablet. Just as he was ending the call, he heard a brief outburst made by Clyde.
"Fine, I know where I'm not wanted! God, Craig, you're just jealous that Tweekers and I have a special bond togeth-"
End of call.