Stan looked between Tweek and Clyde the next morning at school, both currently with their heads on their desks. Clyde had arms over his head and Tweek had a scarf over his ears to block out the loudness of their classroom waiting to commence. Token shook his head.

"I did say we should've taken things easy." He gave a shrug at his own response. "Though this is funnier to watch."

"Oh fuck ooooffffffff." Clyde whined with a grimace. He soon turned to Stan. "It's totally not fair you can hold your booze so well."

If last night of Craig slumping on my front porch was handling it well I'd hate to see him wasted. Stan thought to himself. "I just piss it out faster than it stays in my system."

"Speaking of which, where did you even end up?" Token questioned. "You just sort of crawled out of the house and escaped."

Stan gave a snort, before feigning a hungover twinge in his head. "I vaguely remember that. I did get to my feet…I hope. I can't remember where I was going and passed out on Stan's porch. Almost feel bad but he had to deal with me drunk so I think I win."

A high pitched laugh echoed, before settling down to a not so loud bout of gasping barks. Tweek lifted his head and groaned.

"Please mute him." He stated, glaring at the other group of friends; seemingly retelling last night's tales and finding it a lot more funnier than they were currently. "I like them but please un-noise them. I might feel my brain explode."

Stan responded with a long and gently shushing as he pushed Tweek's head back down on the desk. He massaged the back of the blond's skull, and placing his other hand over to massage Clyde's head at the same time because he knew that Clyde would find a reason to complain and call favouritism or something.

Craig was trying his hardest to look like he wasn't dying inside but it was hard when Kyle and Kenny had the most obnoxious laughs in the class.

"Please say he rolled all the way down the street because that would make my day so much better." Kenny stated with a bit of excitement.

"Well, he was kinda crawling past Cartman's and then gave up completely once he hit my house so I have no doubt in my mind he rolled ninety percent of the way." Craig laughed with Kenny to hide his urge to screw his nose up in pain. "He must've been really out of it though. Ugh, he must've thought I was Kyle or something and tried to kiss me. When I say try he actually did and it was really sloppy. Then he got really upset with himself and crawled on the bed while calling himself an unclean whore."

"What?" Kyle snapped his head back, narrowing his eyes at Craig. "And here I thought our marriage would last. I want a divorce."

"I'm sorry. It was funny and I couldn't not tell you guys about it." Craig stated, turning back to a disappointed Kenny. "What's that face for? I thought you liked hearing this kinda thing."

"Don't get me wrong, I really do. But I was going to continue to steer you into asking if Bebe stayed the night and it took a very disappointing turn."

Craig rolled his eyes. "It's not like that. We're gonna take it slow because she's an insecure girl. I want her to actually trust I won't leave in the morning. It's bad enough I have her friends breathing down my neck but I know my sister will kill me if she found out I turned into her ex-boyfriend."

"I feel personally attacked right now. I'm telling your mother on you." Kenny said with a scoff and began digging through his bag. "I at least tell them what they're in for so not my problem if they get the wrong idea themselves."

"Charming." A female voice piped, making Kenny snap his head up. His ears were starting to turn pink.

"Hey Bebe." Craig said, flashing a smile. "See he talks real big but he's a real sook in reality."

"I'm sure he is when it's in his pants." She flicked a lock of hair. "I wanted to thank you again for last night and I'm now asking you for a second date because I really enjoyed myself. Maybe the next one we can hold off on that much wine though."

"Oh yeah, totally. I was gonna ask you after class actually." Craig grabbed her hand and stroked it with his thumb. Kyle rolled his eyes and partially turned around. "Yeah, let's not do that again. Maybe we can skip alcohol altogether this time?"

"Yeah definitely. What about tomorrow night? I have band practice tonight otherwise I'd say then…" She trailed off. "I mean, if that's not too pushy sounding and too soon after the first?"

Craig shook his head. "Sounds good to me. You're a great relief from schoolwork so of course I want to spend more time with you. Same time, same meeting place, but I'll arrange it this time alright?"

"Sounds good to me!" She chirped as she retracted her hand from his and instead placed it on his cheek. She leant in to give him a quick yet soft kiss, before straightening up and gliding over to her desk.

Craig looked a little shocked, before looking at Kenny and giving a thumbs up. Kyle scoffed next to him and he knew they would be having a chat after this.

…

"You know this is all an act don't you?" Craig questioned, dropping his act when they were clear out of shot from everyone. Kyle was sitting on the bench and cocked his head.

"Of course. You do realise that's how I act with everyone woman they've shared PDA with right?" His voice was calm and soft. "They've always ragged on me for showing PDA with anyone so it's only fair right?"

"I guess." Craig slumped down next to him, hands in Stan's pockets. "Aren't you a little weirded out by a gay guy smooching a chick though? I mean I know it's not my shit but she was okay. Not even a little jealous?"

"Well yeah, of course." Kyle looked away. "It's hard enough as it is to sneak around, let alone now with Kenny spying. Which will forever be creepy. But yeah it's a little hard to watch even if it's fake."

Craig gave a smirk, sliding close so they were butted up together. "You wont have to deal with it much longer. It's three more days. I think we can both handle that."

Kyle gave a small smile in response and rested a hand on Craig's leg. The other male gave a couple of glances around before leaning down and taking the red head's lips in a short kiss. "Feel better?"

"I guess. It'll have to be longer next time."

"Nothing ever pleases you does it?"

Kyle gave a playful shove in response.

Kenny meanwhile retracted his phone, the clear image of them kissing on the screen. There was no way Kyle was going to convince him of his hunch otherwise. He'd caught them out.