A/N: GRAHHH. I'm not going to make it! I can't even believe I made it to the 6th chapter. GAH. The highest chapter I've ever gone in any of my fan fictions was…12 chapters. And that was a looonggg time ago. They chapters were like…only 4 pages long. These chapters are….like….7-10 pages long. WHICH ISN'T MUCH. I'm a horrible writer. T.T Started on 1/23.
Warning: Well…you know. Yaoi. That's the whole point right? You should already know.
Disclaimer: Disclaimed.
--Enjoy
I woke up this morning feeling stiff. I look over to my right to see my alarm clock flash 6:32 AM and Saturday in red on the right upper corner. The window's curtains have been draped back to expose more sun then needed. I quickly pull my arm over my head and squint. It's 6 and it's so bright. But fuck, I guess it's a sign or something. I quickly roll out of my sleeping bag and attempt to stand up. Sleeping on the floor made my slumber hard and cold, but this was an exception.
I slowly stretch my back and my arms quietly. The floor in my room is the only one to have hardwood floor. Every other room in this house had carpet. Oh gee, what a coincidence.
I look over to my bed to see the blankets all curled over to the wall; inside them was the warm, sleeping figure of Tweek Tweak. He had curled over to the wall overnight and stayed that position until now. I walk over to the bed and climb on it. Tweek's head is facing the wall so I can only see his untamed hair. But that's fine with me. I lied down next to him and wrapped my left arm over his body. Peace.
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"Tweek, let's go home."
" S-Sure Craig." I smiled and picked Tweek up bridal style. I walked over to the door but struggled to open it. Tweek is light and all, but I'm too scared to drop someone this fragile. Tweek sees my distress and opens the door for me. I walk down the hall with him in my arms. He loops his arms over my shoulder. It's amazing how calm he is, like… he can trust me.
As we walked through the corridor, we can hear awes and cooing from the visitors and patients we happen to pass by. Surprisingly, most of them were girls. Yeah ok, that wasn't much of a surprise but still. We meet with the nurse at the counter for his check out.
"I'd like to check out Tweek Tweak from the hospital please." I ask with the blonde boy snuggling into my chest. The nurse is clearly awed by this.
" Ohh. But I'm sorry; does he have anywhere to go? We're not usually suppose to check patients out but…you look like a strong young man that would take care of him with all your heart!" The nurse coos while shaking her head from side to side. COD.
" Yeah. He has his parents and a house. He's fine." I reply pull Tweek a little bit more higher. Tweek taps my shoulder and whispers,
" C-Craig. My parents a-are, GAH! Off to a coffee convention in S-Seattle." Tweek whispers in my ear but it's still loud enough for the nurse to hear.
" Oh, that's too bad then. I'm sorry but we're going to have you stay here then." The nurse says with a frown.
"NO!" I shout a little bit too loud. The nurse covers her giggle and Tweek looks away from embarrassment.
" I-I mean! He's staying with me." I answered back more diligently.
"Aw! Good then! We'll need you to return the hospital gown and we can send you on your way!" The nurse chirps.
" C-Craig? Where are my clothes?" Tweek asks looking worried. I gave myself a mental slap on the forehead. Shit. I have no idea. Then an idea stuck me. I take off my sweater and toss it to Tweek. He looks up at my, puzzled.
"Wear my sweater. You're a lot shorter than me so it should cover your legs a little bit." I explain looking away. That wasn't completely true, but it still was an objective statement. Half of me am saying " Hey! Tweek is really short! This way we don't have bother the hospital staff!" But I think I mostly did it because " DAMN. Tweek's legs are fine. I wanna see what's under that gown." Tweek blushes hot red and runs to the nearest bathroom down the hall. The nurse giggles like a maniac.
" So you guys an item or what?" The nurse asks taking out a piece of 5 Gum. I snicker.
"Yeah. Now we are." I say with a smile.
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I close my eyes and stay in our position. Thank God it's Saturday. I scoot a little bit more closer to Tweek and snuggle into him. I take a whiff and he smells like, not coffee, but lavender. I lay my head down near the crook of his neck and rest my eyes once more. His breathing is slightly slower than mine's, but he's fine. He's perfectly fine. I sit up and peck his head softly with my lips. This small boy makes me flutter; like dead leaves in the fall. Soundless, but beautiful…WHAT THE FUCK AM I SAYING?! MAKES ME FLUTTER? LIKE DEAD LEAVES IN THE FALL!? I KNOW IT'S TRUE BUT WHY AM I THINKING ABOUT IT LIKE A CHEESY FAN GIRL?!
I blush hot red and lay back down. Damn, I sound like a squealing 10-year-old watching porn. … Shit that came out wrong. I'm so fucking glad my parents or Ruby are here. That would've fucked me over.
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I walk outside with Tweek who is standing next to me rather embarrassed. He pulls on the hem of my sweater and looks around anxiously. He looks around the parking lot, confused.
" C-Craig? Where's y-your car?" Tweek asks looking around for a banged up Lexus. Oh shit.
" Uh… I took the ambulance here." I say dumbly. Shit. How are we supposed to get back? We both stare at each other and sigh pathetically.
" YOOOO HOOO!!!" I hear a familiar voice screech from half the lot away. I black Mercedes drives in at light speed and parks in front of us. In style. A Mr. Clyde rolls down his window in the passenger seat and pokes his head out of the door. You can see Token in the driver's seat smiling.
" Does anybody need a ride~?" Clyde asks with a hint of teasing in his tone. Tweek giggles and nods his head. I roll my eyes and open the backseat's door. Tweek scoots in and leaves space for me. I carefully get in and clicked my seat belt into place. I see Tweek struggling to get his in so I help him out and did it for him.
" So… what's with the sweet mini-dress?" Clyde smirks looking over at Tweek from the passenger seat. Tweek turns hot red and squeaks. He buries his head behind me and pulls up his legs. U give Clyde my Craig copyrighted death stares. He panics and backs down.
" So. Tweek's house or what?" Token asks looking at the rear-view mirror.
" Mine's. He's staying over." I reply with a smirk. Token rolls his eyes and Clyde stares at Tweek, licking his lips.
" Why do YOU always get the cute ones?" Clyde teases. Tweek stares at him with hurtful eyes and Clyde apologize franticly. Tweek looks up at me and sticks his tongue out in victory. I pet his hair and he cuddles into me with the stuffed bunny rabbit and the orange pillow in his arms. I drape my arms around the small blonde boy and lean my head into his hair. Token starts driving out of the hospital's parking lot and Clyde turns on the radios.
" I've been watching your world from afar I'll put a spell on you
I've been trying to be where you are
And I've been secretly falling apart
Unseen
To me, you're strange and you're beautiful
You'd be so perfect with me
But you just can't see
You turn every head but you don't see me
You fall asleep
And I put a spell on you
And when I wake you I'll be the first thing you see
And you'll realise that you love me,"
Tweek sighs lovingly into my chest. I can tell he's loving the song. Did I ever mention Tweek was in choir? Well he's fucking awesome at it. I don't have choir but when I sneak into the class he sings like an angel. Wait… did I just admit I was a stalker?
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I opened my door and ran over to the other side to open Tweek's. He gets out and hides behind me because my sweater was revealing his long, slender legs. Clyde and Token waves from inside the car and drove away. I took Tweek's hand and we walked towards my house. I placed my key into the lock and open the door. Expecting parents turning their heads at me, I stare into emptiness. My parents aren't home.
"Mom! Dad! You home?" I called out. After a few seconds of silence I called out once more.
"Rubes? Anybody here?" I shouted. Nobody was home. I walked over to the kitchen with Tweek tailing me behind. I look at the fridge to see a pink sticky note taped on the silver surface next to few family pictures. On the note is my mom's messy chicken scratch of handwriting.
" Out of town for awhile. Look after Tweek well and be carefully. Mac n' cheese's in the fridge." Under the pink note was a green sticky note. Instead of another messy handwriting full of instructions, this note was from Ruby with her perfectly vague cursive.
" You better take good care of Tweek! I don't want my future husband to be in ruins when I get back!" The note read with hearts everywhere. Before Tweek was able to read that note I ripped it off and threw it away. Good taste must run in the family or something.
"S-So what are we going to do now?" Tweek asks walking up the stairs with the orange pillow and the bunny rabbit grasped in his arms. Tweek stops walking and yawns loudly into his arms.
"Sleep? I mean, it's like 11 or something. Plus, you look tired." I suggest walking towards him.
"O-Oh thank you for k-kindly saying I look like crap." He says smiling. I roll my eyes and wrap my arms around his skinny waist.
"I fanned that page on Facebook too." I chuckled as we walked up the stairs and to me room.
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"C-Craig…" Tweek moans and turns toward me. His eyes flutter open to stare at me once and then they flutter shut to snuggle into me. I wrapped my arms around the small blonde and smile into his hair. His golden mane is even messier when he sleeps. It's really…funny and cute at the same time. I look over at the black alarm clock and it now reads 10 AM. Geez, the time loves to screw with me; as always…
"Tweek, we should get up." I suggest sitting up. He moans into the pillow and opens his eyes. He tilts his head to look at me and starts to sit up as well. He yawns and leans his head on my shoulder. I grin and rubbed his arms.
"Do you want anything to eat? Or um…drink?" I offered. He sighs sadly and shakes his head.
"C-Craig, I don't t-think I can make it w-without, GAH! Coffee." He confesses and closes his eyes.
"Hey! We're going to get through this and shit. We're gonna find you something else to look forward to! Coffee's crap! Just keep thinking that." I tried comforting.
"GAH! L-Like what?! Without coffee, my whole internal schedule will explode! Then I'll run out of steam and try walking to the nearest coffee shop but then I'll feel dizzy from the lack of caffeine and accidentally walk into the streets and then a Hummer'll hit me! I DON'T WANT TO BE ROAD KILL!" Tweek shouts tugging on his side bangs. I sigh and pull him into a tight hug.
"No Hummer's going to run you over. I'll make sure of that. And your internal…uh…schedule won't explode. We'll just make up a new one." I explain to him with a smile. Tweek looks up at me with honest eyes and nods his head.
"Ok then… Can I have something to eat then? I couldn't eat lunch or dinner yesterday." Tweek explains and places both of his hand on his stomach.
"Oh! Sure thing! Um…how about Mac n' cheese with Spam?" I ask getting off the bed.
"W-What's Spam?" Tweek asks looking worried.
"Um…never mind. How about just Mac n' cheese?" I offered. Who hasn't tried Spam? Not trying Spam is like…not trying Pho. (A/N: AHAHA. I-I'M DYING…AHAHA… You wouldn't know what Pho is if you're not Asian. Hehe. Sorry. But they're Vietnamese Beef Noodles and everybody I know, loves Pho or knows it. AND, hopefully, you know what Spam is. If not Google Pho and Spam.)
"O-Oh, all right then." Tweek nods his head and stands up. I take his head and we walk down stairs. Tweek rubs his eyes with his free hand and tries to calm his hair down by smoothing it. Although, Tweek's hair automatically flips up like it doesn't want to be tamed. Tweek grunts, disappointedly and I smile. I bring Tweek downstairs and he sits at the table. His head rests on the surface and breathes slowly with very little twitches. I open the fridge and take out the bowl of cold, yellow Mac n' Cheese. I stick it into the microwave and set the device for 3 minutes. I walk over to the table and sit down in the seat next to Tweek's. Tweek's head rises from the table to lean on me. I place my hand over to his shoulder and leaned in.
"Tweek, you're going to make it. You're going to have a happy life, go to college, get a job…and have a family." I whisper softly.
"Can I have the family with you?" He asks not moving away.
"Of course. We can even adopt some annoying kids if you want." I smiled and snuggled into him closer.
"A-And I won't be twitchy and make you hate me?" He asks with sad tone of voice.
"I can never hate you. Never Tweek." I promised and kissed the top of his head. Tweek smiles and wraps his arms around my torso. The microwave beeps, alerting me that the Mac N' Cheese is done. I sadly get up, leaving my lover at the table, tired and depressed. I swear, I'm going to help him. I'm going to make sure he's going to live his life; to live his life with me, with me by his side. I take the Mac N' Cheese out of the microwave, carefully because the bowl was burning hot. I open a drawer and get out two spoons and two plates. I carefully scooped the right proportion of food into our plates and walked over to Tweek.
"Here." I say placing the circular tray of food in front of Tweek. He quietly murmurs a thank you and takes the spoon. He plays around with the food using the spoon to mix and stir and whatever other motions he played with. I sigh and take his spoon from him. He I scoop a few noodles and gently lift his chin up.
"If feeding you is the only way to get you to eat, then fine then! Here comes the airplane!" I shout and move the spoon around like it's making loopy-loops. Tweek giggles and opens his mouth like an infant. I place the spoon in his mouth and popped it out, leaving the spoon with no Mac N' Cheese in it. Tweek chews and swallows. He leans his head on my shoulder once more and sighs.
"I don't want anymore." Tweek softly mutters. I put the spoon down on the table and stood up. I brought Tweek over to the sofa to sit.
"You have to help me out Tweek. I can't help you if you won't let me." I explain seriously.
"I-I know. I'm just not hungry." Tweek replies and leans back into the cushioned sofa.
"You didn't eat anything yesterday! Don't tell me you're not hungry!" I shouted. Tweek shutters and looks away. I sigh and apologize.
"Look, sorry. I'm just worried for you. How about we try finding you something else to be addicted to? Something better than coffee." I suggest.
"All right. B-But what should it be?" Tweek asks scooting a bit closer o me.
"Um…we might have to try a lot of things before we find the right one." I explained.
"I-It's ok. I'll look at everything so I can finally have a life. A life with you Craig." Tweek closes his eyes and smiles. I blush with a grin and place my hand on his cheek.
"Ok, how about we try gum first?"
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End A/N: OH MY GOSH. Golly gee! I'M GETTING LAZY! AW SHUCKS! Real lazy man! Everyone sounds so OOC and I don't like how I made everyone. Although! I'm going to continue this is it's the last thing I do! Finished on 3/7. AW MAN! TWO MONTHS?! AWW GOSH! I'm really dying here. T.T
Well, ah, um…yeah. I finally got chapter 6 up. Hopefully, you guys like it. It took me two months to write an 8-paged chapter. Ah sheesh, look at all the brilliant people that can get 20-paged chapters in a week! My my, I'm such a horrible writer. Oh dear. I need a little cheery merry upping is you know what I mean. I've been so down on myself because I know I'm a horrible artist and author. So why do I keep continuing what I do? I'd be happy if someone took a stand and slapped me. Saying,
"YOU SUCK. STOP DRAWING AND WRITING AND GO DIE YOU BITCH."
If someone said that to me, I think I can quit.
Any who, it's time to pass out…Tweek Coffee? My, I'm losing my edge.
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