Craig ran his thumb across Tweek's cheek, watching the way the blondes body jerked in the opposite direction even in his sleep.
"Nnn," Tweek groaned, his hands raising and clasping onto his own arms, nails digging into the flesh. "Augh."
Frowning slightly, Craig gently pried Tweek's hands away and let the fingers slip between his own, nails curling back up against the back of Craig's hands. He ignored the pain, and leaned forward, his lips now lightly brushing Tweek's face.
Tweek shivered and scooted closer, "Mm, Craig." The name came out in a soft, almost whining, tone.
"Yes?" He whispered back to the sleeping teen, kissing his exposed forehead.
"I don't," Tweek quivered again, his fingers tightening briefly. "Want to. . hurt you."
Craig opened his eyes and looked down at the blonde to see the Tweek looking back. He fought down the urge to smile and replied, still in a soft voice. "I'd rather get hurt than you."
Twitching slightly, Tweek shifted so his mouth pressed against Craig. "Thank you."
Smiling now as Tweek fell back asleep, Craig kissed him back softly. "No problem."
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Surprised to see me?
Well, you can't be nearly as surprised as I am.
I'll write better later.
Love from Against A Wall