Hello friends! Sorry that this chapter took so long, however it is the final chapter! However, it is indefinitely my favorite. I would like to thank each and every one of you for reviewing this story. For me, 21 is a hella lot of reviews and every single one means the world to me. Also there is a review I'd like to answer left by a guest, if you're not interested just skip this entire paragraph and go to the writing;

"I wish Craig and Tweek would stop commenting on everything they do together as 'gay'. Tweek IS gay, right? Shouldn't he be happy that Craig is being so nice? Maybe I'm just being an asshole, please don't think of me like that. I'm sorry :("
For one, you're not an asshole, don't worry! First things first, your mistake here is thinking that I'm using 'gay' as a negative term here! I'm using it quite literally here, they're two boys who are aware of the fact they're acting closer then two friends "should". Nowhere does Tweek or Craig act like it's a bad thing and if they do it's both of them cracking fun at each other. The reason it's repeated so much is honestly just because repetition is my favorite kind of writing. B)
"But, the paragraphs are so massive and not spaced out,"

Are you reading this on mobile friend? Because I looked it over on my computer, if anything the paragraphs are too short and too massively spaced out? I check through all my writing as well as write it on my laptop so if they look too big I'm terribly sorry! I tried to fix that here but I wasn't too sure what you meant. If you were talking about my dialogue the correct way to write dialogue is like that otherwise it looks terribly messy and un-organized. Either way I tried to fix it to the best of my ability and I'm terribly sorry if I did not succeed in doing so. :c
Anyone enough chatter, sorry if this took up a lot of space but I want people to know I pay attention to both positive and negative reviews on my writing and figured I should state it here if anyone questions the same thing!
-Dami

Craig had been spending the past 20 minutes opening and closing his mouth constantly. Everytime he thought he had the right words to say he lost them again. Tweek eyed him up and down nervously, taking sip after nervous sip of his piping hot cup of coffee. Craig looked down at his palms and rubbed them together, they lumped together in a sweaty clump and he sighed, locking eyes with Tweek from across the table of the kitchen.
"Look Tweek." He finally spoke, his voice was dull and almost appeared uninterested, but that was nothing new.
"What?" Tweek barked back, standing his ground firmly. Craig held back tears as he looked into his friends eyes and bit his lip cautiously
"I'm sorry I turned my back on you when you kissed me. I don't expect forgiveness but I figured apologising is the best way to start this little speech" Craig looked to Tweek to see if he could get some form of recognition but was greeted with nothing. Craig opened his mouth to speak again but was cut off by the twitchy blonde quickly
"Look Craig - oh Jesus... You don't have to take pity on me. I - ack! - Get that you don't care about me that way." Tweek began, swallowing a dry lump that had attached itself to the back of his throat.
"Let me finish!" Craig quickly retorted, pulling at his chullo, a habit he had quickly picked up on in the midst of all the fighting and bullshit that had been happening lately. He growled to himself, once more he was at a loss for words? What was he meant to say? At this point even he knew his reason for rejcting Tweek's feelings were completely irrational and unlike him. Craig let go of his chullo and it quickly bounced back up to his forehead, rather then covering his eyes and once again he was looking at Tweek's angelic face. He breathed in and out, he was shaking uncontrollably as he scanned Tweek and noticed he was not moving. Not a single shake.
"Tweek. I do care about you okay? I was scared because you know me, you know how I like things nice and boring. I was scared, I was a little fucking pussy. I was scared if we started dating that suddenly everything would be complicated and hard to handle..." He noticed Tweek began to open his mouth but quickly placed a lip to Tweek's soft lips - oh god they were so soft - he shushed his thoughts and then shushed Tweek
"I realize now. Some things are worth the complications." Craig lowered his finger from Tweek's lips and waited patiently for the blonde's reaction.

Tweek had now begun shaking again and Craig started to believe that when Tweek stopped shaking it was actually a bad thing for Tweek not to be shaking. Tweek gulped, he himself had a giant lump growing in the back of his throat that he found hard to swallow, but he managed. He bit at his bottom lip nervously. His heart was fluttering, he was ecstatic on the inside. Craig had just admitted he did care for Tweek, however if Tweek had learned anything it had been to keep his emotions in check. Craig had fucked with him enough recently and Tweek wasn't so quick to forgive.
"How do I - nnck - know you're telling the truth?" He pulled idly at a lock of his hair, he had become numb to it at this point and never really noticed it anymore.

Craig didn't know how to respond to this question, because even he didn't know how Tweek would put the trust in him required to actually go forward with their relationship. Two things were going through Craig's mind: One; Tweek wanted a relationship just as much, if not more then Craig did. Two; Craig had to act quickly before Tweek started to think otherwise about one. So that's exactly what he did. Craig Tucker, the one who never took risks. Who liked things nice and boring, liked things to stay normal, took a daring leap of faith. He pulled Tweek in for a kiss that actually meant something. Craig's kiss wasn't powerful but Tweek felt his face flush a deep red and finally, despite being reluctant of Craig in his entirety... Tweek kissed back.

It was awkward, both boys were obviously inexperienced. Tweek bit Craig's lip, they bumped noses and what Tweek thought was Craig trying to choke Tweek with his tongue was actually Craig trying to take advice from all the movies he had watched and slip his tongue into Tweek's mouth, however despipte all the awkwardness. Despite the warm spit that both boys could feel dribbling down their chin. Despite the fact Craig stopped all together against Tweek's mouth because he couldn't breath and kiss at the same time, despite the fact Tweek couldn't figure out how to do it and instead kept awkwardly blowing air against Craig's lips it was absolutely, positively... Perfect.

Tweek could feel himself melting against Craig until finally they parted ways. Tweek being completely out of breath and Craig feeling like a complete dork. Craig looked to Tweek's face, noticing the blue tinge crossing over his face and Craig couldn't help the goofy smile that crossed his face when he finally opened his lips to speak.

"So, I leave you breathless, huh?" He snickered, watching Tweek raise his head up in Craig's direction. Tweek glared at Tweek, offering a playful punch and the smallest of smiles to Craig.
"Dick." Tweek responded, Craig grabbed his hand tightly in his own. The blonde shook and shivered like crazy as Craig led him into their bedroom. Once inside the oh so familiar room, Craig let go, pulling his shirt off the top of his body. It crawled off his skin, showing off inch by inch of the body Tweek had admittedly longed for for so long. Craig threw it to the side and slid into the covers.
"Uhm-uh Craig i'm not - oh God - ready for this!" Tweek shreiked, feeling his face redden even moreso then what it was already. He couldn't deny that he could feel himself feeling a little bit... Hot and bothered with the entire situation. There Craig was in all his glory, shirtless and waiting in bed for Tweek. It was like one of those weird dreams his parents had once upon a time scowled him over. However, the blonde had barely kissed, he was in no way ready for something like this. Craig merely rolled his eyes, ushering for Tweek to come forward a bit, to which the blonde obeyed. When Tweek was finally close enough he pulled Tweek onto the bed and Tweek almost instantly began to sob.

Oh God, oh Jesus, no no this can't be happening this can't be happening not Craig Craig wouldn't do this oh Jesus oh Christ oh God NO

However, just as quickly as it started it stopped as Tweek felt Craig's firm hand reach behind his back and pull the frail anxiety-ridden boy closer to his body. Craig's forehead made light contact with Tweek's as he scanned Tweek's shivering body.
"Don't think so much with your dick, dude. I just wanted to cuddle." Craig feigned a pout and Tweek was about ready to punch him again until he felt Craig's lips press against his forehead. Tears dripped down Craig's cheeks as he held Tweek tightly in his arms and Tweek couldn't help feel secure in the arms of his dark haired protector. He heard Craig sniff and this time it was Tweek who responded with a small peck to Craig's chin.
"I'm sorry for being such a douche." Craig's voice cracked, to which Tweek made a mental note to hold against him later, but for now Tweek merely felt overcome by pure emotion as tears dribbled down his own pale cheeks
"Can I ask a - oh Jesus - question Craig?" Tweek squeaked, his voice was as quiet as a skittering mouse stalking past a cat to get to cheese.
"Only if I can ask one in return, deal?"
"Deal."
"You first." Craig muttered, his hair burried in Tweek's matted mess of hair. Tweek gulped and took a breath before starting off
"Can we - ack - agree to never have something this complicated happen between us ever again? Oh Jesus" Tweek's hands slithered down the blankets, scratching Craig's skin with each shake he couldn't control until finally Tweek found Craig's hand and gripped it tightly. Craig merely let out a small hum for a laugh
"Of course, my turn!" He began and Tweek looked up with curious eyes
"Will you agree to be my boyfriend?" And with that Tweek was almost sure this was a dream, in fact he would fully believe it if it wasn't for the throbbing pain in his tongue from when he accidentally bit it. He merely nodded, closing his eyes and muttering out a small
"Yes"

Craig felt his heart flutter and pulled the boy closer, bringing Tweek's head up to Craig's neck. It was chesy as fuck but in that moment both boys felt their hearts beat in sync. A rhythm so beautifully arranged that it blocked out the voices that Tweek had always heard. It didn't get rid of them, but they were merely soft background singers to the melody that was both boys conjoined heartbeats. The night was still young but both boys could feel clouds of sleep enveloping them as they lay upon the bed. Craig's head still ached but neither of the two wanted to sleep, both scared that they'd wake up and they'd be back to their fighting the next day. They stayed up as late as they could manage, talking about small things. What they would do when they got home, how people would react, how much Craig missed Stripe (Craig might've been worrying about leaving Stripe, however Craig has taught the pet to feed himself long ago) and many more miscellaneous things until finally they both drifted off, content in each others arms.

Nice and boring, just the way they liked it.