AN: I have the problem of having a very active imagination and though this is a blessing and a curse, when I get motivated to catch up with a show or book or something that I haven't read for a while sometimes my head and my heart gets invested enough to write for it.

Updates depend on how much interest is shown for this fic and how much motivation I have. I am trying to improve in my updates but it's definitely not a regular/guaranteed thing.

Coffee Dates

Chapter One

1.1

The small mountain town of South Park was always an interesting place with some citizen doing something absurd and although danger had always been a factor to that, Craig hadn't really given it much thought until it directly affected him. He had always tried to be laid back and calm and collected and when he did feel upset, he would channel his attention elsewhere to distract him. However, when he had been ten years old he had been forced into a relationship that turned out that it was meant to be.

He didn't truly know what being gay was and he hadn't thought that the Asian students would be able to predict something of that nature but he had liked the safety and security which Tweek had offered him. Tweek was always emotional, always panicking, always screaming but it gave Craig meaning when he got to talk him down and when he saw the passion and light that was in Tweek.

His boyfriend still mattered to him and Craig was reminded of this as he felt the promise ring which Tweek had once given to him tapping his chest as he leaned down to wipe down the table in the coffee shop. He had entered into that relationship when he was ten years old. That was seven years ago. He had only taken the chain with the promise ring on it off when it was absolutely necessary for the last six years, three months, and two days, the day when Tweek had disappeared.

"Sorry to keep you here for so long tonight," Richard Tweak said as he finished sorting to the latest espresso machine in the café – which had expanded twice over the past seven years and even had a second and third location. "I'll make it reflect in your bonus for the month. You need a ride home?"

"I'm fine," Craig replied as he finished wiping the last table. He looked up at a picture of Tweek with his parents. He smiled before looking down. He was usually very logical and reserved and tried to solve things with facts but looking at the excited ten year old in that picture helped him. He wanted to tell people that he didn't know why he hadn't been with another guy or girl since that day despite the number of people he had been drawn with but he knew. There was something about Tweek that only he saw and he wasn't ready to let that go.

He closed his eyes as he heard Richard's phone ring and tried to calm himself down. He looked at his reflection in the table. He was dressed in an apron and casual clothing with his hair messy but styled and not covered with a hat. He wondered what Tweek would have looked like next to him. It was a bit too late to wonder that though. His boyfriend had disappeared and later been declared as dead by the police.

Xxxxx

"Hey, babe," Craig said as he came over to Tweek who was sitting on a swing and staring off into the sky. He sat down next to him on the second swing and just watched his boyfriend nervously. He felt in his pocket for something he had bought. Something he had seen on sale when shopping and he had felt that it might have a special meaning to it. "You dong okay?"

"Y-y-yeah," Tweek said before kicking himself off on the swing, "B-b-big day t-today," he said still as jittery as ever. "N-next grade is—is-we're going into m-middle school. We're going into middle school. Middle school."

"I know," Craig nodded as he slowly pushed the swing back as well. "It'll be a different school building, different type of classes. It's exciting, yeah but…but I can understand your nerves."

"N-No, you don't, you don't understand, you don't understand at all." Tweek said and Craig laughed softly as he said that. "I mean it, Craig. You don't get why I'm nervous or why I'm panicking or why -"

"I understand you though, babe," Craig smiled and Tweek stopped swinging to return his smile. "It's going to be okay. Yeah, it'll be brand new but we'll have each other and I guess it'll become old and annoying and repetitive and so what. We'll deal with it, together. I love you."

"Wh-Why di-dd you ju-just say that?" Tweek panicked. "Oh god. Oh god. This is -" he felt Craig's hand around his and squeezed it tight. "I love you too. You have to know that but uh…uh if you wanted to change something or a few things or or anything before we get to middle school. If you wanted to start over or if you want to brea-"

"I don't want to break up." Craig said definitively.

"But maybe you do. I keep thinking that the image you might want to have or the image that I might give you in a new setting or -"

"I don't want to break up," Craig repeated.

"You say that now but then the first day we get there and I freak because I know I'm going to freak, you know I'm going to freak out about something and then it'll be everyone looking at you and you'll hate me for being an embarrassment and I don't think I could take it so if you tell me now then, then -"

Craig hopped off of the swing and reached into his pocket. "Honey, I don't want to break up with you. I know how you are. You know how I am. It's fine. We're staying together, okay?"

"O-okay," Tweek nodded as he flinched a little.

"Now. I got you a gift. It might be able to help with your nerves a little bit," Craig said as he passed Tweek the bag from his pocket and Tweek pulled out one that he had bought himself. They had both been purchased at the same store. Tweek opened his bag and smiled as he saw a bronze promise ring, inside of the bag he had given Craig was a silver promise ring.

"We got each other the same thing," Tweek said a little more calm and Craig smiled as well.

"This is so you know that I consider myself as yours, babe. I hope that I can consider you as mine," Craig proposed and Tweek nodded. He reached out for the ring.

"Can I put it on you?" he asked, his fingers shaking and Craig nodded. As Tweek got near to him, he dared himself to do something he had never done with his boyfriend before and could never have done were there more people here. He kissed him.

Xxxx

Craig heard the phone drop to the ground and he looked towards Richard who was staring at him completely stunned. Craig looked around trying to work out if he had done something or not cleaned something properly. He tried to recount all of the things he had done previously. No. Nothing came to mind that was wrong.

"What?" he asked and Richard just watched him.

"It was the police station. They said that they found somebody they think is Tweek," he said very slowly and Craig bit his top lip. He nodded unsure how to respond. They had had false reports before, dead bodies that needed inspecting. He had learned to live with the fact that none of these people were Tweek but they were all false claims. He was dead. Tweek was dead and Craig had had to find out like an idiot. He hadn't been able to save his boyfriend that night. He knew how panicked Tweek could get and yet he hadn't even offered to walk him home. If he had then there would have been two of them against the abductor.

"Will you come with me?" Richard asked and Craig stared at him stunned before nodding slowly. He closed his eyes. It wasn't Tweek. It couldn't be. It couldn't possibly be him.

1.2

Despite Richard continuing to explain that his wife and Tweek's mother was out of town and that he had been brought along for emotional support, Craig still felt out of place at the hospital. He didn't know what he was supposed to say when they finally came face to face with this recovered man and it turned out to obviously not be Tweek. Would he be able to be supportive or would he get angry at even the thought that it might be him.

He didn't know what to say or how to argue out of it. He also knew that he was given the job at the main coffee shop for a reason and that reason was because of his love for his deceased boyfriend.

"They say we can go into the room now," Richard said as he walked over to Craig who gave a weak smile before standing. He didn't want to do this. He didn't know how to treat this situation or what he could do that would help or even make a difference. Instead he just followed Richard Tweak into the hospital room and they both stood shocked as they saw the damaged teenager in the bed.

Craig nervously went to sit down in a chair in the corner of the room, noticing that the blond skinny teenager in the bed was just staring at him. He looked so much like Tweek but the chances were low. He had to keep reminding himself of that fact.

"So, I'm not sure if they are familiar to you," the police officer said as he stood next to the doctor. "But do you remember this man?" he asked and the blond nodded but his eyes went to the teenager who was his age and Craig's eyes widened as he saw the promise ring on a chain around his own neck. Those had to be common. They had to be everywhere. Still, it was a little fortuitous that he was wearing the same one.

"Craig?" the blonde asked. It was a deeper voice than he remembered but it felt just right and Craig stared at the blond and looked down before nodding. "You're really here?" he asked and Craig nodded, avoiding eye contact. "It's re-really you?"

"Yeah," Craig nodded before showing his own promise ring. He stared at the teenager in the bed and bowed his head. He definitely didn't want anyone to see the tears that were filling up his eyes. Was that really the man he loves?

End of Chapter One

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