Perfectly Imperfect: Ch.18
Tweek woke up the next day still entwined with Craig. He smiled and rushed to the shower, getting washed quickly without interception. He went back to their room, getting dressed in a black vest top, a brown, mid-arm length jumper that hung off his shoulders, black skinny jeans and green socks. He went back over to the bed, shaking Craig awake.
Craig rolled over in bed, pretty mentally exhausted from the day before. Even with Tweek leaving the bed, he managed to wrap his arms around one of the hotel pillows. He pressed his chin into the feathery material.
"Craig, get up!" Tweek cried, checking the time. He wanted to go out early that day.
"I'm up!" He snapped up, dropping the pillow from his arms. "Fuck... Did I oversleep?" Craig looked to Tweek with heavy lidded eyes.
Tweek blinked, startled by Craig's sharp tone. "No, I just wanted to go early today." Tweek said sheepishly, and then realized something. "Oh, I just need to straighten my hair, and um, do that thing," Tweek blushed. "So you can sleep in a bit, if you want."
"Nope, I'm awake now." He smirked, "how about we do the thing first- before I let you do your hair." Arms encircled Tweek once he got out of bed.
"So bend over for me when you're ready." He asserted, giving Tweek a playful smack on the rear.
Tweek squirmed, blushing. "Craig...you'll get me hard already." Tweek whined.
"You agreed to it- no take backsies." Craig playfully teased his life partner, "isn't that the thrill of it though?" He raised a quizzical brow, "You could be standing in line with me and I'll set it off."
"Okay, okay." Tweek groaned, taking off his jeans and boxers, bending over the desk shamefully.
Craig took the egg from its packaging and lubed it up generously. He slid it up inside of Tweek's carefully, leaving the small electrical cord dangling out. "You can pull your pants up now." The noirette stated, "as much as I love this view."
Tweek bit his lip, the egg already pressed right against his prostate. He struggled away a moan, and an erection. Good practice for the day to come. "Well, you can stop lookin' then." Tweek scowled, pulling them back up. "Go get ready." He ordered, sitting down in front of the mirror. He stifled a gasp and got his straighteners, giving the reflection-Craig a dirty look.
"Oh you're so cruel, Tweek." Craig sighed softly, getting his naked self out of bed. He went straight to shower and get himself decent for his next day in Florida. "We can stop and get coffee on our way to the next park."
"Yeah, okay." Tweek replied, putting the mirror down. He made a scissor mime with his fingers, his hair between them. "I need to cut my hair soon. It's getting in my eyes." Tweek sighed. He got up. "You ready?"
Craig decided to wear a pair of cargo shorts and a tight fitting blue tank top with matching blue Chuck Taylor's. In South Park he never really got to enjoy the warmth of summer, so he decided to take the chance. He slid the remote for the egg in his pocket before going to wrap his arm around Tweek's shoulder. "Believe so. C'mon." Lips pressed to the milky white skin of Tweek's cheek. "And definitely, don't want to have something hiding your face."
Tweek shrugged.
"Come on, Craigfer." Tweek jittered, strapping himself out of the passenger seat and hopping out of the vehicle. Across the street was a shop said to serve the best coffee in Florida. Tweek wanted to test the theory.
Craig's face reddened a bit at being called by his full name. "All right, I'm coming." He exited the car and followed the blonde into the little shop. It had a fragrant aroma, but did not smell as nice as Tweak Bro's did back home.
Tweek sighed as he saw the long queue, stopping after a teen girl on her phone and turning back to Craig, impatient. "What are we doing today, anyway?"
"We can do some shopping for the babies and hit up Universal if you want." Craig offered, taking Tweek's hand in his own. "I like how we can be so spontaneous together." The noirette commented with a smile, "it makes me sooo happy."
Tweek smiled back, wanting to kiss Craig on the cheek but not wanting to do it in public. Well, they would be doing less decent stuff later but... Tweek just made a deathly mistake. Craig was reading his mind which will remind him to torture Tweek with the egg! Even that wasn't the voice. Tweek bit his lip.
"You embarrassed or something?" Craig raised a brow playfully at his husband as his free hand slid into his pocket. The line was taking a great deal of unpleasant time. "You look so nervous..."
"Huh?" Tweek deliberated. "Oh, um, it's nothing."
/He's onto us! Run, Tweek, run!/
He had to admit, even that was funny. Sometimes the voice was alright, simply expressing paranoid thoughts. Almost like a mini-Tweek in his head, but other times, a lot more sinister.
They approached the till as Tweek scanned his eyes over the menu...it all seemed so nice. Tweek chose a vanilla Frappuccino with an espresso shot, and tilted his head at Craig, wondering whether he would want something.
"Don't be like that Tweekie." He chuckled when they got to the front and ordered himself a caramel frappe for himself. "Going vanilla today Tweekie?" Craig teased only in fun as the barista handed them their frosted drinks.
Tweek spluttered, seeing the potential sexual reference in there. "Going caramel are you?" Tweek retaliated. No...didn't have quite the same effect. He changed the subject, walking away from the till. "How long will it take? To get there?"
"You're so silly." He retorted, heading outside with his husband. His hand went back into his pocket and shifted the remote to a low pulse setting.
Tweek let out a cry, completely unsuspecting it. He dropped his drink, making it flow everywhere, as he tried to muffle a moan, the egg vibrating against his sweet spot so nicely. Tweek was sure he was already getting hard, which was fantastic for him considering he was wearing skinny jeans... He rushed on ahead, scrambling into the car and trying to think of grandma desperately.
Craig chuckled at the sight and hurried quickly behind his lover. He unlocked the car for him, "here, you can have mine." He switched it back off at least for the mean time.
"Well, it's the least you could do!" Tweek snatched the cup away from him, avoiding eye contact, for fear of getting hard just by the sight of his husband. Grandma might not be able to do the trick twice. "Off we go." Tweek mumbled, putting his elbow against the window.
"I figured something might happen." He leaned over to give him a kiss, starting the car up to drive to the next theme park.
The drive was relatively short and sweet, however the line to get into the park was not. A disgruntled groan emitted from the raven's lips. "Gonna be waiting for a bit to get inside Tweekie." He sighed softly.
"Of course." Tweek muttered bitterly, huffing. He took Craig's hand nonetheless. "I really do need to call Butters, see how he's doing." Tweek commented worriedly. "Not to mention your Mom, about the babies." He hugged himself with his free arm. "I hope they're all okay."
"You should. Oh we could get him some Elsa stuff. I'm sure he'd love you forever for that." Craig chuckled a bit. Butters was nothing more than an over grown child, and an adorable one at that. Next to Hello Kitty, all things Disney were the best thing ever in his book. "and we can call her while we wait."
Tweek smiled. "He already loves me." He teased. He loved the friendship him and Butters had. Should anything happen with their respective partners, they would always be there for each other. Hell, Butters was going to go off with a man he didn't love to save Tweek. Tweek would have done the same thing.
"Okay, I'll call her now." Tweek dug his phone out of his pocket and saw multiple messages from his friends.
/You alright? Butters is worried - Kenny McCormick/
Tweek rolled his eyes and ignored the message, going to talk to Butters in a few.
/Never got a chance to say congrats. Is everything ok, or the mother still pissed? - Simon McCoy/
Tweek had to giggle at that one. Craig was rather protective, even to a mother standard. He texted back, shielding his phone subtly from Craig.
/Yup, he's not upset about it anymore, I think. I don't think he likes you though ;o - Tweek Tweak-Tucker/
He looked the next message. From Butters. Seven of them. He replied to one.
/Don't worry. We're ok. Well, some things happened but I'll tell you when we get back. Hope its ok over there 3- Tweek Tweak-Tucker/
Simon had texted back.
/I gathered that xD Alice's been wanting to meet you...no couples date then?/
Tweek decided to reply to that later. He put his phone back into his pocket, before realizing he had yet to call Maureen. He dialed.
"Hello?"
"Hello, this is Maureen." Craig's mother answered the phone, watching Ruby as she played with James. There had been little to no issues in taking care of the twins, as much of handful as they could sometimes prove to be. "How are you and Craig enjoying your little get away?" She cradled the phone between her ear and shoulder whilst feeding Krystal.
"It's been really nice, thank you." Tweek replied, feeling a bit anxious about talking to his new mother-in-law. "Are the babies and Ruby alright?" He wrinkled his nose.
"Good, good." Maureen replied, settling down on the couch beside her daughter. "They're doing wonderfully Tweek. James had a bit of a cough, but he's doing a lot better now." She felt a bit odd, being in her late thirties and already a grandmother to twins. It was something she would have never counted on. None the less, she didn't care.
Tweek bit his lip at hearing James was ill, but held his tongue at hearing he was better. "And how have you been?" Tweek asked politely.
"I have been doing fine. My Craigfer is all right, isn't he?" Maureen had been curious as to why Craig had not called like he promised. This was the second time Craig had been so far away from her, aside from the whole Peruvian flute band fiasco.
Tweek looked down, his hand tightening around the phone.
/Of course not. He's going insane over Tweek's little issues. Isn't that just great, Tweekie? You can be mad together!/
Tweek shivered. "Um, yeah, he's alright." He looked up. "We're at another resort now, so I think I should go..."
"Oh all right then." She smiled, "You two have fun then, take a lot of pictures for Ruby please." Maureen hung up, returning her full focus to feeding Krystal.
Tweek turned to Craig, before having his phone beep again. Another message from Butters.
/Tweekems! OMGOMGOMG! I just went out dress shopping with my mom! Wedding's in a week! How's the honey moon going? You show Craig your kinky side yet? ~Butters/
/Butters! A week? I can't wait! You'll look so pretty! It's been so nice so far. And yes, thanks for telling me what to order :c /
I know! I can't wait. I ordered a bunch of fun stuff for our honey moon too! You are most welcome!
Tweek was finally in the resort, wandering around with Craig.
/So? Gonna come around or not? - Simon McCoy/
Tweek texted back quickly.
/It might just be me. I can't wait to meet Tessa (: I'll see you then I'm kinda busy now x /
"I don't see why that would -" Tweek cut off with a loud moan, his knees buckling. He muffled his mouth with his hands, eyes widening as people turned to look, then giving Craig a dirty look. He knew Craig was only doing it to be spiteful, that time.
Tweek didn't know what he didn't just take the damn thing out. He walked on ahead, shaking and trying to ignore the vibrating. Luckily, he was too pissed to get an erection.
/Craig is such an ass ;(/
Tweek texted to Butters, upset. He didn't like Craig's negativity towards Simon, not one bit.
/ Do you know a girl named Alice? /
"Having fun on your phone Tweekers?" Craig wrapped his arms around the other's shoulder, peaking at what he had been busily texting. "Simon? What the hell is the kiss for?" Jealousy was rearing in his head once again. If it had been Butters, it would have been one thing, but Simon was something else.
"Craig!" Tweek scowled, pulling away. "Don't look at my texts." He defended, then narrowed his eyes. "I don't need to explain myself to you! I wish you could just trust me." Tweek huffed, putting his phone in his pocket.
"Well, I thought you were still talking to Butters. I miss him and Kenny." He grunted in frustration before stuffing his hands down in his pockets. Upon doing so, he managed to flip the switch on the egg once again. He huffed, arms crossing his chest.
From his other pocket, he proceeded to text Kenny to check in on him and then looked at Thomas's number in contemplation. 'I could do that...' He thought to himself, wanting to make Tweek feel the same way he did. Though he just didn't have it in him.
/Kenny, what should I do? I still have this weird feeling about Simon. Think you can find out something about him for me?/
Craig texted in a furied rush, hoping someone in town would know at least something about him. "Sorry, didn't mean to set that off." He apologized, flipping it off.
/Awww... what's the matter Tweekie? Call me and we can talk. ~Butters/
Tweek barely acknowledged Craig, still walking straight ahead. He dialed Butters.
"Hi." He said quietly.
/Sure but Simon is a nice guy. I like hanging with him. Just give me ten bucks and I'll do it./
/Nah, I'm joking. I'll do it for my brother in law lol. Alice? Uh yeah, isn't that Simon's girlfriend? We're actually meeting in like ten minutes so I can ask about that. What's going on?/
/ Have you met her before though? / Craig flopped onto the nearest park bench and sighed softly. There was just this strange feeling he simply couldn't shake about Simon and he wanted his mind as clear as possible. Everything had been so good between them until that asshole came into the picture.
"Tweek... is everything okay?" He asked curiously, twirling a strand of blonde hair in between his fingers.
Tweek stopped by a lamppost, keeping an eye on Craig. "Craig won't trust me." Tweek started, looking down. "He thinks me and Simon are more than friends...but we're not!"
/No. He's only been dating her for a few weeks, remember. /
"Oh no! I know you'd never cheat on him!" Butters shook his head, "We're about to have a double date with Alice and Simon actually." He admitted, "Perhaps we can take pictures of them. Maybe prove to Craig he's not interested in you."
/Still... the way he's behaving towards Tweek isn't rubbing me right. Just let me know.-/ This was turning out to be an awful day again.