Friday

Friday rolls around too casually. I wake up, get dressed, and grab a granola bar. Just like any other day, but it's not any other day. My head spins a little. I wonder if I'll be okay… It should be fine though. I couldn't sleep much and when I could my dreams were all too kind. I had to replace my sheets before I left, because I'll be needing my bed later. I cannot think about this all day. If I get hard in calculus, I'll look like a fucking idiot.

"Are you sure you don't want to come, Craig?" My mom asks. She's referring to the trip she and Ruby are taking to see our grandma.

"I would love to, but I have to work, mom."

"You work too much."

"What kind of complaint is that? I have to. Maybe I can get promoted."

"Oh," she says, unimpressed. "And is that what you wanna do? Manage a convenient store?"

"Could be nice," I shrug. "Simple job, I'll have money to travel and save up for my own place…"

My mom rolls her eyes. "Do something with yourself, Craig. You're pretty impressive."

I roll my eyes. "I'm so young. I can't even legally drink yet. Let me live out my youth before my life has to be boring and consistent."

Mom sighs, "Moody teen." She walks off with her coffee. I pour some for myself before heading out. I pass my dad and give him a wave. He just grunts. Tuckers aren't morning people. I don't even know where Ruby is. Probably the bathroom still.

I drive to school slowly and smoke outside next to my car until Toke shows up because I'm anxious. I finish two before he actually gets here to make me stop and then we head to class. "You're gonna reek up the whole room," he grumbles.

"You took forever."

"Why the hell did you come so early then?"

"I wasn't looking at the clock…". Usually I'm late. My parents have me on a really fucked up schedule now.

"Clyde was right. You're off lately. Wanna talk about it?" Token smirks.

"Jesus Christ, everybody's graduating and leaving and I'm probably gonna be stuck here with who? Mr. Garrison."

Toke laughs. "Even if you don't go to college, there's a lot of other things you could do or not do. Take a year off if you want. Your parents don't care, right?"

"They would say they don't but the whole time I was home not excelling in life, they'd be on my back about how I need a real job and to further my education," I say. "I don't wanna be stuck here either though. Fuck."

"Travel. You have a truck. Do you have any money saved?"

"Of course, I'm not an idiot. It's not a lot. I don't know if I could get my own place with it," I tell him.

He shrugs, "You should think about it. Don't do anything until you're sure, you know?"

"RAH!" Kenny pounces on us from behind. Neither of us react much.

"'Sup, Ken?"

"Hey," Kenny says with that winning smile.

"Hey guys," Clyde comes up from the other side, along with a storm of kids from the buses.

"What's new?"

"Craig's depressed we're all leaving," Token blurts out.

Kenny and Clyde burst out laughing and if I wasn't so pissed I'd probably blush or something stupid. "Are you gonna miss us, Craig?" Clyde laughs.

"Aw, Craig!" Kenny cries.

"You guys are so fucking annoying. I didn't say that."

"This is good. Craig's finally opening up."

"Maybe this is why I never do."

"I knew it," Clyde states. "You don't want me to go to Alabama either, right? You think it's stupid." I'm quiet. "If I already know, you can say it, Craig."

"I mean, I wasn't gonna tell you I think your dream school is stupid. It doesn't affect me where you go anyways."

"Still," he says. "I knew it bothered you, I just never could figure out why."

"Because it does affect him. Depending on where you go, decides if you guys will ever even see each other," Kenny says. "Distance puts strain on the relationship and then it's a test to see if you'll last. I get it. But hey, I still don't know if I'm going anywhere. It'll be you and me, Craig."

"I should apply to a college just because you said that," I tell him, dodging the first part of the sentence.

"You know this is hard on all of us. You should've said something," Clyde says.

I wanna argue it isn't hard on them because they both have full rides at great schools. They'll easily forget about us. "We should get to class," I suggest. The bell rings.

Clyde glares. "We'll talk about this later." If your attention span allows for it.


The day drags by and although it might be the longest day that's ever been dragged out for me, it didn't matter. Because after school and after boxing, Tweek and I are driving back to my empty house where it'll be just the two of us.

Fuck, wait, will it be weird?

"Where are your parents?" Tweek asks, looking around.

I set my bag down and start going through the kitchen to see if my mom left anything to eat. "Um, my dad is working and my mom and sister went to visit my grandma but I told her I have to work which is kinda true." There's a couple frozen pizzas. "Are you staying the night?"

Tweek's quiet. He's staring at our family portrait. It's old and the only one we've ever taken. The only one smiling is Ruby because she was really young. It wasn't a very good day and everyone besides her is expressing this.

"I might."

"Okay, well, let me know. I can drive you home whenever you want." Tweek continues his silence. "... Are you hungry?"

He shrugs. "Well yeah, we just worked out."

"Hey, lose the attitude. I'll make us a pizza."

"Your house isn't what I expected."

I rip the box open and pull off the plastic. "Huh?"

"I don't know why," he kinda chuckles which makes me feel better. I thought maybe he was getting too nervous but I could never read him as easily as he reads me. "I just thought you were kinda fucked up. Like broken family but your family actually looks really nice," he says. "I guess it still could be..."

"What makes you say that?" I shove the pizza in the oven. I'm only half listening so when I finish cleaning and stand up again I realize what he said and am confused.

"What part?"

"That you thought I came from a broken family and why you think it's not just from looking at our family portrait." It's not even a good one. None of us look like we're having a good time and we weren't. Except Ruby.

"Well, the way you act about your sexuality mostly but also your demeanor," he says. "But I don't know. It feels homey."

I grab the remote off the table and click on the TV. "What do you wanna watch?"

Tweek comes over, takes the remote from me and flops down on the couch. He starts clicking through Netflix and I sit next to him.

I check my messages.

Kenny and Clyde are asking if I wanna go to a party next weekend. I delete those notifications. Toke asks if we can hang out tomorrow and Stan asks if I can cover one of his shifts. I delete these too.

Tweek puts on some crime show and we silently watch while the pizza cooks. When the pizza's done, we eat in silence. It's not uncomfortable and it's not awkward. It's mildly weird, probably only to me but that's just because this is the first time he's been in my house. We eat and joke lightly until the show gets too boring to finish. It's almost like hanging out with the guys which is still frustrating because it shouldn't feel like this.

"You can head up to my room, I'm gonna clean the dishes," I tell him. "It's the last door." Tweek says alright and heads up. I clean every dish, even the ones that were previously in the sink. Maybe I'm stalling. I am excited but at the same time I'm pretty scared. A vulnerable scared. The worst kind.

What if I'm bad? What if he doesn't like it? What if he wants to top? What have I gotten myself into? Maybe I'm not ready...

The dishes are done so I'm literally just standing in the kitchen, not going upstairs at this point.

I take a deep breath.

In my room Tweek resides at my desk. Disinterested, he stares at his phone instead. He didn't even turn the light on. It's not completely dark yet but the sun's setting. I shut my door but leave the light.

"You look nervous," Tweek points out.

"You're not?" I ask him. "'Cause you sat pretty far from the bed." I sit on the edge of the mattress

He glares. "Shut up. I should be scared. What are you worried about? You have the easy part."

"It's not supposed to hurt that bad, you know. People wouldn't do it if it wasn't enjoyable. Think about that."

"I'm also sure there are people who like it and people who don't, Craig."

"What are you talking about? The prostate is literally a g spot. So, you're actually scientifically proven to enjoy it." Tweek groans frustrated. I just smirk and pat the spot next to me. "C'mere, you're so far." Tweek makes his way over and sits but he doesn't look at me. It's too dark to tell but I think he's blushing. I chuckle. That's cute. How can someone so vulgar, then turn around and be this sheepish.

I grab his face and take his lips with mine. We kiss for a while before I even slip in my tongue. He's acting so sweet, it's making me wanna be tender with him. I push Tweek back onto the bed gently. My heart pounds so hard in my chest, I wonder if I'll die.

He seems to be more reserved today too. I wonder what his reasoning is or if he's just following my lead.

I lean back and pull his shirt over his head and onto the floor in one swoop. That was actually kind of impressive. Tweek tugs on the bottom of mine so I toss it aside as well.

Now we're skin to skin. But this time, neither of us is drenched in sweat. Our circumstances before were so specific that now I'm noticing everything. How soft the bed is. How comfortable our position is (considering the crazy shit we've done). Having to undress Tweek in actual clothes. How nice he smells, since we're both fresh out of the shower. I nuzzle into his neck and hair. I leave several kisses and start a hicky. While doing this, I reach down to remove his shorts. I realize almost immediately that Tweek isn't wearing underwear. He should stop, he doesn't know what he's doing.

Impossible. This guy's impossible. How can you act like that? -Blushing so much and then you've been commando this whole fucking time!

I kiss him hard, grinding our lower halves together. He whines a little from the friction of my shorts but I don't care. I kiss down his neck to his collar. I flick my tongue over his nipple and take the other in my hand. I twist and pull.

"Hah," Tweek gasps a little, arching his back off the mattress. "Wait-" I bite down hard on his nipple. He lets out a cry that turns into a moan. I pepper kisses across his ribs, down his abs.

I kiss his hip, then his upper thigh, and then his inner thigh. "Stop it. This is weird-" he gasps as I take him in my mouth. I suck and lick and try to take him all in my mouth. I don't really know what I'm doing but I try to do whatever makes him react the most. My dream the other night made me realize that I've never done this for Tweek either. And I wondered if he ever had the same dream but vice versa. Tweek's hand grabs my head as I bob up and down. I get a little more each time I go down but it's more difficult than I thought. His fingers are gradually getting tighter which is turning me on just because he's pulling my hair. And because he sounds really erotic right now. "Cr- nn- hah- I'm c-mm!" And because Tweek has no self-control or ability to call when he's gonna climax, he comes down my throat and I spend the next minute coughing it up. I've never felt so disrespected in my life.

"Fuck, Tweek," I manage.

"I'm sorry!" It's the first genuine apology I think I've ever received from him which is just salt in the wound. "It felt too good, I couldn't hold it." Alright, well, I'm hard again.

"It's fine," I dismiss it quickly, once the mood is back and lean in to kiss him again. Now, I wish I had turned on the light. So, I could see the feast laid out in front of me. I grab his thighs and lift them. I sit back to admire the view. Tweek covers his face with both hands. "This is…" he doesn't finish and I'm too dizzy to retain enough of what he said to realize he never finished. I find the lube and add a little to my fingers before slowly inserting one into Tweek. It's soft. I can't think. My heads hot. Fuck.

Tweek and I kiss again once it's all the way in

I prod and stretch Tweek and he has no real reaction to this. I use two fingers until I feel it's good enough and then I retract my hand. I grab Tweek once more and pull him into me roughly.

I undo my jeans and press myself against Tweek. He falls silent and shivers. "I'm gonna put it in."

Tweek doesn't responds to this, he just seems to brace himself. I slowly push-

"Wait!" he says, holding me by my chest.

It scares the shit out of me but I stop. "What?"

It's quiet long enough for me to put his legs down and sit back. By now I can only make out his shape in the dark. "Tweek." So, I wait for him to say something.

"I'm scared." I look for his face even if I can't see it. "I want to do it, I'm just scared."

My heart throbs a little bit. I lean back over him and smooth his hair back. "I wouldn't hurt you," I start. "I'll go slow and take it out if it hurts, I promise. Even if we don't actually do it tonight," I tell him, kissing the side of his face. "I don't want to do it if you aren't ready."

"I am," he insists. "But…" he mumbles something incoherently.

"What?"

"It's big, okay?!"

I start laughing. I can't help it. I lean into his shoulder and laugh. And I start to feel him laugh too.

"Shouldn't I do you since I have the more reasonably sized dick?"

"We flipped a coin," I remind him.

"I know," he grumbles. He sighs and turns his head to the side. "Okay, you can do it… be careful." Fuck. Cute. What are we doing? What's happening? This doesn't seem like the benefit sex. Shit.

I steady myself above Tweek. I push into him very excruciatingly slow. Wow. It's so tight and hot. My stomach tightens. I stay patient though, somehow. It goes in fairly smoothly and Tweek doesn't seem that uncomfortable. He trembles a lot but doesn't seem in pain and doesn't tell me to stop. Maybe the prepping actually worked.

We've gotten to the last bit. Both of us are sweating. Tweek's shaking and I'm trying to hold on to my rationality.

I give one finally thrust and I'm in. Tweek gasps and comes onto our stomachs.

It's quiet besides panting. I'm trying to adjust to the feeling. It feels so good. Once I do, I have to feel the semen on my stomach to believe it. "Did you come?" I ask.

"-he fuck- hah-" he breathes out loudly, wrapping his arms around my neck and pulling me closer. I feel Tweek get tighter. "Feels so good- hah-"

And with that encouragement I slide out push back into him. I'm kinda just testing how much I can do. I thrust a little harder into Tweek. He almost purrs at the impact, his toes curling. I plow into him again and again, slamming into him as hard as I can. I grab his thigh and raise his leg for a better angle. I imagine I'm hitting his prostate dead on. It's all I can think of because Tweek looks like he's on ecstasy right now. It's too much. He's so sexy, it's making me dizzy. I wonder if he knows the face he's making right now.

I grab him and flip him onto his stomach before ramming back into him.

Even doing this though he writhes and whines. I jack him off while thrusting and Tweek finally unravels. His body convulses as he comes for the third time. He digs into the sheets and then pants as he tries to catch his breath. I come almost right after him because I've been on edge this whole time and seeing Tweek so turned on has gotten to me.

I pull out and toss the condom before collapsing. Tweek's already asleep so I don't bother him. I'm pretty beat myself after boxing and that. I let myself fall asleep too, leaving cleanup and everything else to be dealt with in the morning.

Instead, I wake up three hours later. Unsurprisingly Tweek is gone. I simply roll over and take up as much space as I want to and try to go back to sleep. I don't want to be disappointed because this is something I expected anyways. I was just hoping…

I hear a door shut and then my door open. I don't look, just wait. Then,

"What the fuck. I was gone for like two minutes."

Tweek moves me back to my spot and gets in the bed. "Asshole," he mumbles, settling. I almost laugh but I hold it in because I want to try something. Once he stops moving I toss my arm over him and pull him into me. I want to seem like I'm still asleep and it's not entirely a lie. I mean I'm probably half-awake right now.

Tweek sighs heavily, adjusts slightly but doesn't remove me so we sleep like this.


PSA

Hello,

I've decided to go back and revise the earlier chapters of this story; spelling, grammar, punctuation, and small continuity errors- shit like that. I thought I'd let you know because it might take some time but I need to go back into this story if I want it to end… well. _. You definitely don't have to go back and reread anything but I'm letting you know in case you want to..? And I dunno if FF sends emails that I've switched out chapters.

I try not to do many A/N in this story but communications important too. So why I'm here thank you so much for the support especially since I was gone for so long it really means a lot and I read every comment. If I'm making 1 person happier then that makes me really happy so thank you.