A/N: Hey everyone, sorry again for the long wait in between updates, but since school has started again, I may or may not get as much time to write. But since writers block is never a problem with me (I've always got tons of ideas) I can promise to have them up more often, most likely on weekends, although you never know ;) Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy the chapter! Don't forget to review, I love getting them~!
P.S. Any advice you can give me is highly appreciated!
December 9th, 6:30 pm, Tweek's house (inside Harbucks)
Tweek sighed as he fell into the bean bag chair in the corner of his coffee colored room. 'Today was fun,' he thought to himself, blushing a bit as he thought of how he had touched Craig's hair earlier. He pulled his knees up to his chest, and hugged them tightly. It had been so soft…he wondered vaguely what the rest of Craig's body felt like, if his hair was that soft. 'Whoa!' He thought to himself, 'Better get my mind out of the gutter!'
They'd gotten tons of pictures, and although after their tussle on the ground Craig had seemed a bit odd, he'd quickly gotten really into taking pictures, and they'd ended up staying out until they both agreed that it was freezing, and they should probably go home. They had decided to go to Craig's house tomorrow to check things out, and Tweek, personally, couldn't wait to see Craig's house. He'd already (sort of) seen Tweek's, and so now it was his turn to see Craig's house. He felt his heart jump in his chest with excitement. 'I wonder what it looks like….' he thought.
Tweek looked up at the ceiling fan that had a light attached to it. It dimly lit the room, making the coffee colored paint on his walls and ceiling almost glow. He didn't particularly like the dark-wait, scratch that, he hated the dark- but this amount of light was just right, and was rather claming. Suddenly, Tweek fell out of his chair when he felt a vibration in his butt,
"GOOD GOD, DON'T TELL ME IT'S UNDERPANTGNOMES!" he exclaimed as he landed on the carpeted floor with a thump. Then he remembered where he'd put his phone, and reached back to pull the device out of his back pocket as he sat back up, still on the floor,
"H-hello?" he said, breathing a bit heavily. That about gave him a heart attack,
"….Hey Tweekers, it's Craig…..you alright?" Tweek was fairly certain he almost had a heart attack again. Why was Craig calling? And why did he ask if he was alright…?
"Umm….Y-yeah, I'm okay," he began, finally catching his breath, and calming down a bit, "W-why did you- Ngh!- call?" he asked, scrunching up his face even though he knew Craig wouldn't be able to see him. Craig didn't answer for a moment,
"Well…..I was wondering…" he began, seeming to be apprehensive about what he wanted to say. Tweek held his breath. Whatever Craig was about to say, if he was worried about saying it, it must be something big….
"I was wondering if maybe you would like to spend the night tomorrow night, since it's Friday," he said quickly, as if it was easier than saying slowly. Tweek froze, 'Spend the night….' he thought to himself. He felt his heart begin to pump at full speed again, even though he had no idea why. Why did this get such an effect out of him? Why was his heart beating so fast all of a sudden? Why did his face feel warm….?
It wasn't like anything could happen, they were both guys. So why was he so flustered? Suddenly, Craig's voice broke through his thoughts,
"I mean, if you don't want to, I understand…." he trailed off, sounding sincere, but a bit disappointed. Tweek's head spun, 'No! Say something, say something!' his head yelled at him. He heard himself make a small squeaking noise, before he suddenly burst,
"I'D LOVE TO!" he yelled into the phone, almost scaring himself more than he was sure he had Craig. The other was silent, and Tweek felt his heart was still beating hard in his chest as he waited for Craig's response. Finally, he heard a small laugh on the other end of the line,
"Well, then, you're certainly welcome! My mom already said it was alright, and we can put up some decorations while she's gone to work," he said, and Tweek could here his smile, even though he couldn't see it. Tweek felt a fluttering in his chest, and he laughed,
"I'll have to-Gah!- ask my mom when sh-she gets back from th-the store, b-but I'll tell you tomorrow at s-school for sure," Tweek stuttered out. He heard Craig laugh again, and Tweek smiled slightly,
"Okay, Tweekers, see you tomorrow, then," he said. They both said their goodbyes, and then hung up. Tweek moved over to his brown bed, and dropped onto it, facing the ceiling. He sighed, spreading out on the bed, his cell phone still in his hand, 'I'm so excited!' he thought, his heart still pumping a bit faster than usual. He couldn't help it, and knew how much it made him look like a girl, but he rolled around on the bed, and began to giggle. He eventually stopped, though, telling himself that no matter how giddy he felt, it was no reason to sacrifice the small amount of masculinity that he actually had. He just laid there, staring at the ceiling, smiling. He felt like an idiot, but he was really happy. How could Craig make him feel this way? Sure, he sometimes made him feel more anxious then anyone else ever could make him feel, but just thinking of him made Tweek warm, and made his heart beat faster in the best way. He just felt happy.
A/N: Okay, so this is a really short chapter, but I thought you might like it more if I updated more frequently with shorter chapters. I know I like that a lot better than having to wait for really long chapters. any who, I hoped you liked it, and please review!
