Author's Note: Hello everybody! I apologize for not updating last week but here it is! At least I'm doing it on-time this week! I don't plan on prolonging this any longer so I hope you guys enjoy the chapter!
Warning: Shounen-ai (Boy x Boy), OC (Original Character), use of drugs, mention of suicide
Disclaimer: South Park Characters do not belong to me.
Summary: A new student joins South Park University but he isn't alone. Tweek makes his return after being admitted to a psychiatric hospital after his relationship with Craig declines. Can Tweek make a full recovery with the help of the "new student"?
Chapter 13: Opposites
Day 4, 10:31:
"Don't fucking show me any pity. I don't want it." Chuckling, I stood before the blond sitting on my bed.
"Pity? What made you think I'd show pity to someone so helpless?" Swiftly looking up to me, he seemed shocked, his expression steadily changing to an annoyed one.
"What did you say?"
"I don't know what it is you were trying to accomplish but if you're trying to interfere, you're not going to get very far. I'm pretty sure I've said this to you before." Placing my index finger on his chin, I softly raised his head higher, bringing my face closer. "Rule number one. Don't interfere with my… friends." Clicking his tongue, he tried looking in another direction but I firmly held onto him. Caressing his cheek, his eyes turned to me. "Rule number two. Confidentiality of information. I'm sure that's self-explanatory." Raising my hand to his hair, I played with a couple of strands, twirling them around my finger. "Your hair is almost similar to his." Suddenly slapping my hand away, he quickly displayed a black look.
"Bastard. Comparing me to your patient?" Feeling goosebumps run through my nape, a smile crept up on my lips.
"Ah, so you know? How interesting. I hope you can continue to entertain me." Appearing irritated, he stood up, standing much closer.
"What will it take for you to give up? I know everything about you! Why aren't you begging me to keep it a secret?" Cackling in his face, it was so amusing. He's trying so hard. I could almost call it cute.
"Did you really expect me to break down and start begging you to keep quiet?" Turning around, I shook my head at his nonsensical expectation of me. "You really are troublesome but you're so interesting as well. I wonder how you turned out this way. Your parents? Siblings? Friends? Unrequited love?" Twirling back, he wore such an intimidating expression. "Or was it the fact you've been lonely all this time?" Watching his eyes slightly widen, I felt a bit excited. When was the last time I've felt this way? Back at the parking lot? When Tweek and Craig ran into Thomas? When Tweek told me his suicidal tendencies? When I drove one of my patients to pure madness?
"You're a mad doctor. That's what you are." Covering the area over my heart, I began smirking.
"I'm hurt you would say such a thing about me. People have this impression that I'm this crazy psychologist but I'm in fact the most balanced doctor out there." Observing him, his lips slowly changed to a grin. What is he up to now?
"Balanced? Well, you put on quite a show out there. Patting my head as if you really give two shits about me. You're a fucking fraud."
"Do you know what the difference is between fiction and reality?" Staying quiet, he stood still, watching me. "Fiction has to make sense. Do you understand?" Hearing no answer, I snickered at his silence. "Reality is just an illusion, albeit a very persistent one. That's something Albert Einstein once said."
"If that's true, then fiction reveals truths that reality obscures." Smiling wildly at the teenager, I couldn't believe what I'm hearing.
"That sounds like a challenge. Or am I misinterpreting your words?" Approaching me, he stood a bit taller than myself, forcing me to look upwards. "Oh? You should never look down at someone unless you're going to help them up."
"How can I help someone who's already standing?" Leaning down to my neck, I could hear him take a whiff. "You smell good."
"Have your tactics changed back to seducing me? You don't learn do you?" Instantly sensing his mouth on my neck, I tried looking over to the side but couldn't tilt my head far enough. "Are you having fun?" Finally removing his lips, I could feel his mouth near my ear.
"I'll have you soon enough." Grabbing my arm, I was thrown face first into the bed, quickly turning on my back. Watching Kenny, he climbed on top, placing his hands and knees besides me.
"Such a spoiled, self-indulgent, and self-centered little brat. Now that you've lost the debate, you think you'll win physically?"
"What else do I have to lose? And besides, you didn't believe me did you?" Perplexed, I continued watching, his grin growing ever so slightly. "Already forgot? I said that I wanted you."
"Is that so? Unfortunately for you, I'm not interested."
"That's fine. As long as I can still have my fun." Pressing his lips against mine, I smiled as I wrapped my arms around his neck. This should be interesting. Opening my mouth, he shoved his tongue inside as I playfully licked it. Feeling his hand underneath my shirt, I purposely let out a moan to gauge his response. His kisses became more passionate as I tried breathing through my nose, trying to keep up with his movements. Is he really this horny? Or is he trying to prove a point? Sensing his hand move up to my nipple, he began rubbing it back and forth, forcing me to gently push him away. "What's wrong? Starting to feel good?"
"Arrogance and ignorance go hand in hand." Grinning down at me, he left a kiss on my nose.
"I think we're going to be great together."
"Don't let this illusion blind you." Squeezing my nipple, I bit on my lip, giving him a glare.
"Did that feel like an illusion? How about this?" Instantaneously chomping down on my neck, I held back a moan as he began sucking on my skin.
"You're going to regret leaving a hickey on me." Trying to push him off, I couldn't do it. Damn, this guy's pretty strong. Without a word, the world suddenly flipped as I found myself on top of him.
"It's kinda sexy to see you straddling me." Scanning our positions, I sat on my knees and I know if I sat down, I'd be on his crotch.
"Sounds like wishful thinking." Grabbing my legs, he spread them out even more, forcing me to feel something hard rubbing against my ass.
"Does that feel like wishful thinking?"
"So this is the game you want to play, huh?" Feeling his mouth on that same spot on my neck, I tried moving my legs but couldn't as he kept moving his hips. Annoying, little brat thinks he can keep grinding me. Moving my neck, I instantly regretted it when he sunk his teeth a little, forcing me to stay still. "Fuck. Persistent aren't we?"
"That mark should keep Clyde away now." Peering down, he had a huge smile.
"Noticed, did you?"
"Hard to miss when he was clinging on you like that." Chuckling, he stopped moving underneath me.
"Is that it? You were jealous? And that's why you invited Stan and Kyle here?" Laughing even more, I rubbed my eyes. "I haven't seen such emotions from you." Glancing at the blonde, he had such a serious expression that I almost stopped laughing.
"I already lost Craig but I'm not about to lose you to that pussy. You're going to be mine and that's final."
"How romantic. And what about all the boys and girls you've slept with? You're going break their hearts if you stay committed to one person."
"I don't care. I only want you." Appearing earnest, I sighed out loud.
"And what exactly did I do to earn your loyal affection?" Shrugging his shoulders, he leaned back on the bed, bringing his hands behind his head.
"Can't say for sure but you've got my attention." Smirking, I leaned closer.
"By the way, I hope you can keep your mouth shut. Because if you can't, you can kiss this illusion of yours goodbye." Smiling, he seemed content with that.
"This illusion will become reality soon so get used to riding me. Did I forget to mention how much I adore that love bite on you?"
"Reality, huh? I wonder what you'll do if it turns out differently." Giving me a questioning look, I sat up-right on him. "Did you forget that there are multiple paths in life? Even with this blemish, I could somehow end up with Clyde. Wouldn't that be interesting?" Picking up a chuckle, I stared at him out of my peripheral. Why is he laughing?
"As if that'd happen. You don't even look interested in either of us. But don't worry, your head is going to be filled with me." Groping my ass and thrusting his hips, I narrowed my eyes at the blond. "And your head isn't the only thing that's going to be filled with me."
"Such confidence. Let's see what happens, shall we?"
Day 4, 10:58:
Taking a sip of my vanilla/caramel latte, I breathed deeply into the window, causing it to fog up a bit. Looks like Token's people cleaned up the walk and driveway really well. Perhaps I should send a thank you note along with this report. Returning to my laptop, I stared at the blank screen. Sighing, I don't even know want to know how the Director will react. Might as well complete it before Tweek arrives.
Knock-Knock
"Come in." Watching the brown door open, seeing Tweek pop his head through the opening made me smile. Looks like I won't be finishing my report now. "Welcome! It's been a while since we last spoke." Letting the door shut itself, he took the seat in front of my desk.
"What is -ngh- this? Your temporary office?" Glancing to his thermos, it was different than the one he had during breakfast. Edward must have changed it out.
"I suppose you can call it that."
"What happened to your neck?" Hmm, he noticed pretty quickly. Still as observant as I remember.
"Why? Is there something there?" Not bothering to acknowledge his stare, I took another sip of my latte.
"Something purple is there. Ngh, like a bruise. Like a…" Noticing he stopped mid-way, I observed my patient who simply looked away. "Never mind."
"So what did you want to talk about?" Staring into my eyes, sitting with him really reminds me of the sessions we had at the Institute.
"I just want -ngh- to make sure you're not upset at me."
"Why would I be upset? Did you do anything that would warrant that?"
"Don't you remember telling me to stay away from -ngh- Craig? Saying that he was bad for me and all that?"
"Of course I do." Popping his thermos open, he took a drink of his coffee.
"Aren't you -ngh- mad that I didn't listen?" Ah, I thought that this would be the reason why he wanted to talk. Chuckling, I stood up from my chair, walking around the desk.
"Come, let's take a walk around the house." Without any resistance, he got up as I reached for my latte. Wouldn't want to leave this behind. Opening the door, I gestured for him to walk out first as I wanted to lock it behind me.
"Where are we going?" Locking the door, I didn't answer his question.
"Let's go." Strolling by the glass room, I could hear some noise from one of the rooms further ahead. "Are your friends still here?"
"Everyone's playing video games."
"Everyone?" Glancing to my patient, he nodded. "Even Stan and Kyle?" He nodded again. That's a bit surprising. I thought they would have left after that kerfuffle earlier. "And Kenny?"
"Still here." Passing by the kitchen, I looked into it, seeing Edward working on lunch. Noticing me, I waved at him as he nodded his head. "Is it true that you -ngh- invited him over?"
"Didn't I already say that he needed somewhere to stay from the blizzard?"
"Yeah, I guess." Looking back, he seemed like he didn't believe me. That's actually a good thing. He should start trusting his instincts more often than my words if he ever wants to continue growing as a young adult.
"You don't seem to trust me." Immediately turning his head towards me, I grinned at how nervous he appeared.
"It's not -ngh- that. It's just something isn't right." Staying silent, I could hear a couple of voices getting louder as we continued through the house. "You wouldn't lie to me, would you?"
"Would you dislike it if I said I would only lie to protect you?"
"Of course! You shouldn't -ngh- lie to me anyway. You're my… you know." Chuckling, I nodded.
"I know. Do you believe this saying? The truth hurts but it doesn't kill. Lies may please but it doesn't heal." Appearing to be in deep thought, I could hear the voices much closer as we stopped in front of the living room.
"Oh man, you suck at this game."
"Fuck off Marsh. I'll knock you off stage real soon." Instantly recognizing the game, I grinned as they were playing Super Smash Brothers. Hmm, looks like it's three versus three.
"Hah! Got your ass out dude!" Clyde began pointing at Kenny, which only gained a grin from the blonde.
"You're next on my list buddy."
"Come on dude! Let's kick their asses!" Watching Kyle and Stan smiling and sitting together was a good sight to see. Even though I don't really know the redhead or the raven, I must have received a text for every time they had an argument. Usually from Eric.
"It's a good saying." Looking back, Tweek was smiling. "It's good to be honest with your feelings. It makes everything so much easier." What is this? How did he grow so much in such little time? Chuckling, I patted his head.
"You've grown. It's hard to imagine you're the same person a couple days ago. I wonder if it's because you're back in your hometown."
"Are you -ngh- making fun of me again?" I shook my head.
"The hardest thing about growing up is letting go of what you're used to and moving onto something you're not." Ruffling his hair some more, I felt proud of his development. I wonder if I could showcase him as my trophy patient. Knowing the director, he'd say that'd be unethical. Although, a lot of things I've done is usually perceived that way.
"Ngh, quit it Josh. They're looking." Pausing my hand, I peered back to the others. Smirking, they're all so easy to read. Kyle: confused. Stan: annoyed. Kenny: amused. Craig: irritated. Clyde: jealous. Token: bored. Quite the variety we have.
"Shall we continue our walk?" Deciding not to wait, I began walking away. Hearing footsteps run up behind me, I glanced back to see my patient. "So, is there anything else you wanted to talk about?" Staring downwards, I turned around, seeing Craig peek his head out from the living room.
"I was… ngh, wondering how long you might stay here."
"Why do you ask?"
"Cause we got back together. Weren't you here -ngh- to help with that?" Glancing to Craig, he looked interested in our conversation. I wonder if he can hear us from that distance. But I'll lower my voice just in case he can.
"Don't be silly. That was only a part of what's expected of me. Don't forget that we still have to work on a successful education. After all, you'll be working somewhere after college. You'll have to be prepared for that." Raising his head, he breathed deeply through his nose.
"But I still don't know what to do."
"That's fine. You only started college three days ago. Don't stress yourself out over something like this. Do you remember what I said about attending college?" He shook his head. "It's supposed to be one of the best times in your life. Enjoy it. I may not be here for all those years but you'll be ready for whatever lies ahead when I leave." Patting his head again, I stared directly into Craig's eyes. "Now, if there's nothing else, spend time with your boyfriend. It looks like he's waiting for you." Turning around, I began walking away, taking my phone out in the process. Let's see, phone, Director, call. Bringing the phone to my ear, I walked up the stairs, making sure I wasn't near any of the teens.
"Director Black speaking."
"Director! It's so good to hear your voice."
"I'm about to head into a meeting. Is this important?" Smiling, I stopped at a window, seeing the main roads covered halfway with snow.
"I thought it'd be better to send you an update over the phone than an email."
"You know better than that. We need to have a paper trail, not only because it's Institute policy but also because Richard requests it."
"Speaking of Richard, are there any updates regarding the investigation?" Hearing nothing, I scanned my surroundings, seeing no one in sight.
"Are you in a secluded location?" Oh? Is there actually an update?
"Indeed I am, at the moment."
"Well, unfortunately, there isn't any." Clicking my tongue, I groaned into the phone. "Again, you should have known better. I'm sure you understand that these types of investigations take time."
"It wouldn't hurt to ask, would it?"
"What about Tweek? Any updates?"
"I thought you wanted that type of information compiled into a report, sent via email?" Watching a yellow truck plow through the snow, another truck drove right behind it, dispersing salt from the back.
"Don't get smart with me. You may not be at the Institute but I am still your superior." Grinning even more, I turned around, leaning on the window.
"My apologies. It would seem that I got ahead of myself. Anyway, Richard is out of town at the moment. According to him, he's on a business trap in Los Angeles. He'd be returning next week but was vague as to the return date. You have my report on Mrs. Tweak but today, she's bedridden. It may be due to the strength of the medication so it might need a tweak here or there. Get it? A tweak?" Hearing silence, I began chuckling. "Ignoring my pun, huh? As for Tweek, well, he's a perfectly, normal, teenage boy."
"Is that a fact? Perhaps you'll be returning to us much sooner than I thought. If time allows it, I'd like you to return to the Institute this weekend. We're having an issue with some of your patients. We even had two of them attempt to escape. I'm sure you read the email, didn't you?"
"Hmm, I must have skimmed through it. Either way, before I left, didn't you say that the other doctors would be able to take care of them?"
"Things change. Why do you insist on feigning ignorance?"
"Because it's much more fun that way." Listening to him puff, it sounds like he's smoking one of those cigars again.
"I expect to see you this Saturday morning at 10 AM. Please have a report ready by your division."
"My division? I'm not sure how that'd be possible as I'm here taking care of a VIP patient."
"Then ask your Chief Security Officer for an update. With our expansion, there's a lot more areas where patients can escape. We may be secluded in a forest but that doesn't mean that they can't reach Denver. It's not only for the safety of our patients but also for the public. With that being said, I expect your progress report no later than five PM today. Is there anything else you'd like to discuss before I let you go?" Cracking my neck, I resumed walking down the hallway.
"Well, would it be relevant to share that two of Tweek's acquaintances may have a romantic interest in me?"
"What did you say?" Picking up on his surprised tone, I closed my eyes.
"Must I repeat myself? In fact, one of them was even making out with me."
"What are you doing over there!?" Pulling the phone away from me, I sighed out loud. There he goes. "You're a doctor for christ sake! You cannot be doing these types of things while working on a case! Do you have any idea how this may affect our image?! Cut all connection with these two immediately!"
"Even if causes Tweek to relapse?" Bringing my phone back to my ear, all I could hear was heavy breathing. I knew he'd be upset but not this upset.
"How is that connected? Explain your hypothesis."
"Cutting off my established connection may cause undue stress on him. If they were to approach him about my sudden change in behavior but couldn't explain it, he may be overwhelmed. Even without that, one of them seems to have inside information. He even knows that I'm a doctor even though we kept our secret under wraps. He may use it to blackmail me."
"How did you find yourself in this mess? You've only been there for less than a week." Hearing a sigh, I could hear a door close shut from his side.
"Would you like me to say what you'd like to hear?" Opening my eyes, I turned a corner and found Clyde on the other side of the hallway. He hasn't spotted me yet but I better end this call quick.
"Only if you mean it."
"Well then, I will do everything in my power to ensure the Institute's reputation is upheld while working on the case I have been assigned. On my position as the Division Leader of Security, I will uphold our principles." Noticing the brunette turn towards me, he quickly started walking over.
"Then I trust that you will not bring shame or embarrassment to the Institute. I'll speak to you later Josh." Hanging up, I smiled at Tweek's groupie.
"Ah, Clyde. What can I do for you?" Staying silent, his eyes travelled up and down before landing on my neck.
"Who did that to you?" Maintaining my smile, he looked a bit upset.
"Did what to me?"
"You know what." Oh, such venom coming from his mouth. That's surprising coming from such a delicate person. Perhaps something snapped in him. "Tweek told me that he saw some sort of mark on your neck. It was Kenny, wasn't it? That bitch." Perhaps I should have some fun with this. Lifting my right hand, I began playing with his brown hair. It's a lot softer than it was last night. Interesting. Observing the brunette, he's a bit taller than me but not by much.
"Your hair is soft. Did you use something?" Slightly turning red, he tore his eyes away while scratching his cheek. So innocent. Did he really date someone like Bebe?
"I used a conditioner in one of the showers I found."
"Really? I like it." Watching his blush deepen, I lowered my hand and started caressing his cheek, making him stare into my eyes. "I think you wanted to tell me something earlier, didn't you?" Suddenly embracing me, his arms made their way around my back.
"Josh, I…"
"Shh. Why don't you tell me what you feel through actions instead of words? I might understand you a little better." He looks so nervous that it's kind of cute. Shakily closing the gap, his lips meshed with my own as I let him take the lead. Kissing me so gently, it was such a sharp contrast to Kenny. It was as if he was holding me like I was something important. Something fragile. Sensing him pull away, I watched him as he bit his lip. "What's wrong?"
"This feels too good to be true. I… I've never been in a relationship with a guy so I don't know how it's supposed to be." Chuckling, I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Do you feel happy?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Isn't that all that matters? Why question things when it makes you happy? It's not good to overthink things."
"That sounds something like Bebe said to me. Right before she asked me for some space to date other guys." Noticing his heartbroken mood, I gently kissed his cheek.
"Clyde, you're a kind person with good looks to match. You shouldn't worry too much about your ex-girlfriend. I'm sure you heard the saying that there are other fish in the sea, correct?" He nodded. "Well, it's true. It may take you some time to move on but you'll be fine. You just need to work on your sensitive side. Perhaps being more aggressive will do you some good."
"Do you like me?" Observing the hazel-eyed teen, he looked so hopeful to the point it made me feel like I shouldn't toy with him anymore. Sighing, I leaned closer, resting my head on his shoulder.
"That shouldn't matter. If you want something, go after it. Did you already forget what we spoke about last night? He who is not courageous enough to take risks will accomplish nothing in life."
"I didn't forget but you and Tweek are two different people." Feeling his hand on my head, it was odd when he began playing with my hair. "He's my friend and you're…" Taking note of his silence, his hand slowed its movement.
"I'm what?"
"I don't know. I like you but this is just all so confusing." Quietly taking a deep breath, I could smell something woody. Must be his cologne.
"It's fine. You're trying to figure yourself out." Lifting my head, I slowly took a step back, making him drop his arms. "It'll take some time, as with everything else, but you should follow your feelings."
"I guess. You know, you never answered my question about that mark."
"Oh, this? Well, how would you feel if I said that Kenny did this?" Looking slightly annoyed, he turned away.
"Do you even like guys like that?" Grinning, I cracked my neck.
"Guys like Kenny? I don't particularly have an opinion of them." Shaking his head, he peered back to me.
"No, I mean do you swing that way?"
"Would that matter?"
"Of course it would. I mean, there wouldn't be any point in going after you if you only liked girls." Laughing, I covered my face.
"Love has no color, race or gender. Don't miss out on something that could be amazing just because it could also be difficult. Perhaps those sayings will help you make up your mind. If you need anything else, you have my number." Strolling past Clyde, I didn't get far when a certain blond appeared before us.
"What's this? Am I interrupting something again? I seem to have a habit of doing that today." Noticing that smug smile of his, I chuckled at the situation I found myself in. I wonder how this will play out.
"We were simply chatting. I'm surprised you're still here." Taking a moment to observe his clothing, it would seem that he's changed back into his own clothes. If I had to comment, that orange color seems to have gotten a bit brighter than I remember.
"Did you really think I'd leave so early? Besides, I never got the chance to properly thank you." Smirking, I began rubbing my neck.
"I believe you already did with this hickey you gave me. It's quite annoying to have." His smile widened as his eyes looked past me. If only I could turn back to see Clyde's reaction. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't do it again."
"I told you to get used to it. Cause you're gonna be mine." Grinning even more, I walked backwards until I saw Clyde out of my peripheral. Hugging him from the side, I laid on his shoulder again.
"If I had to be with someone, I'd rather be with Clyde. At least he's much more gentle with me." Peering up to him, he looked shocked. Come on, give me a nice reaction.
"Of course he's gonna be gentle with you. Just look at him. He's only had one girlfriend and from what I heard, they didn't even sleep together." Snickering at us, I felt Clyde's arm around my waist, quickly silencing the blonde.
"At least I'm not a whore sleeping with everyone in South Park. You can't even stay with someone for more than a week." There we go. Let's see how long you can keep this up.
"You're out of your league. Do you really think you're good enough for him?" Seeing Kenny smirk, I looked up to Clyde glancing between us. "You can't satisfy him like I can. And besides, aren't you straight? Man, what would people think if they find out you have a thing for another guy?" Feeling him tense up, I stared at Kenny whose smile didn't leave his face. This seems unfair. It's like pitting someone who is level one against someone who is level thirty. Unbalanced. Especially when Kenny seems to know everything about everyone. Observing the brunette, he looked as if he was having an internal conflict with his eyes drawn towards the floor. "Josh, why don't we get out of here and leave him?" Perhaps I should help him out a bit.
"Look at me." Grabbing the brunette's attention, I smiled as brightly as possible to the point my cheeks started to hurt. "There is no shame in being hungry for another person. There is no shame in wanting to share your life with somebody."
"Then what do you want?" Glancing to the blond, he watched us warily. Shrugging my shoulders, I let Clyde go.
"I believe I answered that question already."
"You're so dense." Looking back, Kenny had his eyes closed as he sighed. "Whatever. If you don't even know what he's trying to say, just give up already." Opening them back up, he strolled towards us before pulling me backwards into his chest. "I'm going to make him fall in love with me and there's nothing you can do about it."
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