So, Craig and I are dating and I'm honestly happy every single day. He's just really, really perfect. I've set it countless times already, but I really love him and today he's making me dinner as our first actual date. I didn't know he could cook, and, I'm so excited... I haven't been this happy in a long, long time. I guess it's because I can finally be myself, not hiding anything. It's a great feeling, ya know? At the moment, I'm under my moms scrutinizing gaze as she fixes the buttons on my shirt, I kind of think shes more excited than I am because all day she's been telling me that I need to look my best. Well, she's not wrong but, I just feel calm? I would think I'd be freaking out since this is my first date ever, but I'm not. Craig tends to have that effect on me.
After about an hour of preparation, mainly my mom fixing my hair over and over again, I'm ready and I don't hesitate to bolt out of the house. I slow myself because I don't really want to show up at Craig's all sweaty. He doesn't live too far away from me so, it only takes about a five minute walk and I'm there. But, as soon as I'm standing in front of his home it seems as if it's looming over me. I feel myself began to tremble, after so long of not being the twitchy freak, it actually really bothers me. What if I screw up the date? What if he doesn't really like me and this is just an elaborate prank? What if this is the time and place that the underpants gnome show up to murder me?! Oh man! Oh man... Maybe I should just turn and run back home and tell Craig I got sick.
No! No way am I going to do that, this is Craig. He loves me. As I force the stress-induced thoughts from my mind, I approach the door and rap gently on it with my fist. Gradually, I force myself to stop shaking and it's a good thing because the door swung open and there he is. Craig Tucker. He's so cute. My gaze looks him over, and he's currently wearing a galaxy apron over a plain white t-shirt and black jeans, along with nebula converse. He's such a dork, and as I take in the sight before me I can't help but chuckle. Stepping forward, I lean up enough to place a light kiss upon his cheek, and he instantly gained a faint pink hue to his cheeks. Without another thought, Craig pulls me inside and shuts the door behind us and I allow my chartreuse gaze to lock with his cerulean hues. I could get lost in his eyes. Actually, I could just get lost in him.
"So... I just now started cooking... And it might be awhile, so if you want to play video games or watch TV you can, okay? No peeking though, because it's a surprise." Craig spoke softly, his gaze never leaving mine.
"Ah.. That's fine! I'll just watch TV, Craig. I won't peek either, I promise!" I reply and lean up to kiss his cheek yet again.
With that, Craig scurried to the kitchen to cook and I made my way to the couch and plopped onto it after turning the TV on. I skim through the channels for a moment before putting it on How It's Made. I've always had an interest in this show for some reason. I think it's calming to me to know exactly how some things are created and the amount of effort it takes. Well, maybe not effort anymore since most companies use machinery, but, still. Plus, I like creating things. When I'm not stressed, or shaky, I always find myself wanting to build things. Like, with Legos. I still love playing with them and trying to build skyscrapers, but more often than not I'm too shaky and I just can't do it. Lately though, I've been tremendously calm and I think it's all due to Craig. He's changed me somehow. I can't put my finger on what, exactly, but he has and I wish I could thank him somehow.
After about an hour-and-a-half of watching how pots and toothbrushes were made, Craig reenters the room and stands in front of the TV to block my view of it. My eyes instantly are drawn to his face and he has the dorkiest grin that I can't help but smile as well.
"Tweek Tweak, dinner is served. I hope you like it." Craig extends a hand out to me and I gladly take it an pull myself up.
"I'll love it, because you made it." Craig shook his head and laughed before he pulled me to the dining room.
As soon as we entered, my mouth fell open and I gasped. In the middle of the table was a bouquet of yellow roses with two candles placed on either side of it, the food was also set on the table and I glanced over it all. He had made steak, baked potatoes, homemade macaroni and cheese, and had some green beans to go with it. As soon as I took everything in, I retracted my hand from Craig's only to lace my arms around his neck, bringing him down slightly so I could pepper kisses all over his face. This all had to have taken so much work, and he did it all for me. Craig did this for me. All my prior fears had been swept away as I placed each kiss upon my boyfriends face. It was all worth it too, to see this big dork become flustered enough to push me away slightly. Even though he halted the kisses, I still had a wide smile plastered upon my lips.
"Craig... Wow... It looks fantastic. I... I'm really happy. I just... T hank you so much. I love you." I murmured softly as I leaned in to peck his lips before I pulled off of him and went and took my seat right across from Craig.
Craig sat himself down. "I love you too, Tweek. But, you really don't have to thank me.. I had to call my mom a few times and ask for help, so... I hope it all tastes okay." He looked super embarrassed by the fact he had to call his mom, but, it was cute. He went out of his comfort zone to do this. I just can't get over it.
"Craig, hush... I'll love it. It all looks really good."
So, we ate the meal Craig had prepared, and it was honestly some of the best food I've ever eaten. I told him so countless times throughout dinner and he just continued to get embarrassed, saying it wasn't much. But, it was. It was everything. We laughed, and talked, and said I love you enough times to make normal being wanna bark, but, it was the best date I have ever had, well, the only date, but still. After dinner, I helped Craig clean up and put the leftovers away because it was te least I could do after he slaved away in the kitchen just for me. He tried telling me not to, but, I ignored his pleas and washed the dishes while he cleaned up the counters and put ingredients away where they belonged.
Once done, Craig walked me to his front door and I pulled him down for a gentle, loving, kiss. After a short moment, I let him go. "Craig, I love you. I'm sorry I have to leave so early... But, this was the best date ever... I'm really happy you did this all for me..."
"I love you too, Tweek... And it's fine. I'm glad you liked it. Next time, I'll take you somewhere fun though, okay?" He smiled as he leaned down and kissed my forehead. My cheeks instantly burned a bright crimson as I looked up at him. I could kiss him a thousand times and be fine, but the second he initiates it, I'm a flustered mess.
"Okay, Craig... I'll see you tomorrow." With hesitation, I left Craig's home and set off for my own. My eyes drifting up to look at the clear star-filled sky. They all seemed to flicker and dance about and it was the perfect sight to end a perfect day. Craig Tucker, is the most perfect human being I have ever met. I love him with all my heart, and I think I always will. I smile to myself as the thoughts pass through my mind. It really was a great day. I can't wait for the next date.
A/N: Okay, so, I was going to follow along with season 19, but I'm a piece of shit, so, I gave up on that real quick. Anyway, I really hope you all like this so far and I would love comments and favorites. Also, if you all have specific things you want to happen next, I will definitely take suggestions. So, thanks for reading!
