Jesus Christ, up to chapter twenty-five and I'm hyper off of Sprite. Enjoy!
"H-how's this?" Tweek called up to Craig from the floor, turning his head to his right to look the black-haired boy in the eyes. Craig blinked, brining himself out of his internal fantasies, and quietly muttered back "Great." Tweek nodded and slowly brought himself up from his split, only to suddenly drop straight back down again, into a left split this time, like in the order that Craig had suggested. Said boy was again surprised at how flat the blond managed to get his legs, right down to the ground; normally only a gymnast would be able to do that.
"Is this one w-worse?" The coffee addict asked to which Craig replied "Nope. Exactly the same as the other one. You're very good at this Tweek. How are you so flexible?" The green-eyed boy blushed and rose up from the ground for a second time to shyly tell Craig "W-well, since you always hear on the news about people getting hurt out on the streets or, Jesus, raped o-or something, I decided that i-if I was more flexible and agile, if I get caught up in that sort of a situation, I might be able to avoid my attackers, or m-maybe be able to escape somehow. You never know when you're going to have to deal with shit like that, man!"
Tweek was shaking by the end of his rant and Craig's lip quirked up into a small smile and, before his brain could properly process what he was about to say and it's consequences, told Tweek "Well, even if you were in that sort of a situation, which I doubt highly would happen anyway, I would protect you, no matter what happened to me."
Craig's common sense finally caught up to him and his smile fell. He was about to apologise to Tweek for sounding like a complete weirdo, when the blond boy threw himself into Craig's arms, the limbs automatically wrapping around Tweek's waist as the blond's locked around his neck. "N-no one else would ever do something like that for me. T-thank you, Craig." The coffee addict's face was pressed into Craig's chest, hiding his crimson face from the other boy.
Craig, still in shock, slowly took in the meaning of the blond's words and smiled, hugging the green-eyed boy closer and tighter to his body. "I'm certainly not the only one, Coffee Bean." Craig told him, and unconsciously telling the blond the nickname that he had privately had for said boy since they were children.
Tweek raised his head from the grey-eyed boy's chest and smiled brightly, causing a grin from the chullo-wearing boy, yet slightly confused. "C-Coffee Bean?" "Yeah, that's your new nickname. Is it OK for me to call you that?" Craig asked hesitantly. "I m-much prefer that nickname to "Tweak the Freak". S-so yeah, you can call me that".
Craig's grin faltered and he told the coffee addict "I really am sorry about that, you know." Tweek nodded in understanding and removed himself from Craig's embrace, much to both boys' dislike, because other students were starting to stare at the two boys. "I know, and that's OK. You treat me m-much nicer now, and I appreciate you as a friend. Now come on; I still n-need to do my last split." The blond told the black-haired boy.
Craig smiled and jokingly said "Yeah. Drop to the floor, bitch." Tweek laughed at his sarcastic tone and dropped into his final split, his laugh echoing in Craig's mind, the light and joyous sound making said boy fall even deeper in love with the blond boy.
Yeah, yeah, I know. Big-time fluff at the end. Review please!