Craig
Craig started cursing when his alarmed woke him up. After the 5th snooze, he finally rolled out of bed, stretched and then went to make coffee. Once he started the machine he went to get dress. He wanted to wear something comfy, so he choose sweats, a shirt and a sweater. Craig was hoping for a mellow day, he had so many things that he wanted to take care of and hoped no one made plans for their breaks between classes.
Craig went to drink his coffee, when he look at the time and then to Tweek's door he noticed that he didn't hear anything or any movements. After giving Tweek another 15 minute, Craig went to knock on his door. When Tweek didn't answer Craig entered.
Tweek was in the same position he slept in last night, only difference was that he was sweating. Tweek opened his eyes slightly, before closing them. He was definitely alive but didn't look well.
"Tweek, are you alright?" Craig asked sitting on the bed next to him.
Tweek opened his eyes, looked up at Craig and then nodded.
Craig touched his forehead, he was extremely warm. "Shit, I think you have a fever," Craig said getting up and walking out of the room.
He went into the linen closet and pulled out the temperature reader that his mom bought him a while back. He remembered his mom explaining all he had to do is run it across his forehead to scan the temperature. When he figured out how to turn it on, he went to check Tweek's temperature.
Craig was happy that Tweek didn't protest any of his failed attempts to read his temperature, in fact Tweek didn't do much moving at all. When Craig finally got a good read, he was surprised that Tweek had a 102 degree reading. A number that if his mom saw, she would be rushing him up the er. Worried, Craig went to call his mom for some advice.
"Mom! Question—"
"—Hey sweetheart, I am on my way!"
Craig paused. "Wait, why?"
"If I don't make you real food, you will only eat pizza. That's why," She said, snapping. " Are you ok?"
"Ok," Craig said nervous, confused and annoyed all at the same time. "Mommy, the housekeeper comes today and you both don't get along! Why didn't you come yesterday?!"
"Who cares about her, I can visit my son whenever I want. What did you have for dinner last night?"
Craig paused, irritated.
"Pizza again? Anyway tell the doorman I'll be coming and up. I believe you have class, so if you are not out— get going!"
Craig paused, irritated again. "Wait, if I had a 102 temperature what would you do?"
"Are you okay, do you have a fever?"
Craig could hear his mom panicking.
"No just asking," Craig replied.
"Why? That's a stupid thing to ask," she replied.
"Omg, mom! What would you do?"
"Take a cap of Motrin and see if it goes down. If it doesn't it, we go to the emergency room. Baby, is everything ok?"
"Yes!" Craig snapped. "And btw, I have a roommate."
"Who?!" his mom said shocked.
"Tweek Tweak, and he has a fever. So if you are not going to be nice please stay home," Craig warned.
"I'll be there in ten, give him Motrin and get to class!" She said hanging up.
When his mom hung up, Craig just stared at his phone. He wanted to throw it against the wall. Instead he went to get Motrin, and sat on the bed next to Tweek as he read the instructions.
By this time, Craig was aware of Tweek's alertness, and he tried to ignored his long stares. Part of him, at that very moment, so desperately wished he knew what Tweek was thinking.
"This shit is disgusting, but you are going to have to drink it," Craig told him. "Can you sit up?"
Tweek nodded as he struggled to sit up, his back pressed against the headboard. Craig handed Tweek the cap filled with the medicine and he drank it.
Craig smiled, glancing at his watch and then sighing. If it was up to him he wouldn't leave, but he knew his mom won't let him stay home.
When Craig heard the door slam, he took a deep breath before turning to Tweek.
"Remember when I told you my mom comes once a week and makes food for me? Well, mom is 4 days late. Also cleaner is coming in 40 minutes. They do not get along," Craig said then sighed.
Laura stood at the door of Tweek's room, and turned to her son and then to Tweek.
"Hello Tweek," she said after kissing her son's cheek. "Get going, you are going to be late," she said at Craig's side before moving to check Tweek's forehead. Craig was so irritated, but he didn't argue.
"If you need anything tell mom to call me," Craig told Tweek before leaving.
Tweek
Tweek didn't have energy to process thoughts, but he did know he was sad again that Craig was gone. Tweek watched as Craig's Mom, a middle age beauty, work her way around his room opening the blinds and the windows to let in fresh air. She took the heavy blanket off of Tweek and gave him something light. Then she left the room and returned with water for him to drink.
"You need to drink lots of fluid, we need to bring this fever down ok sweetheart?" She said to him. Tweek nodded, she was so motherly towards him.
Laura disappeared, leaving the door to his room wide open. Tweek could hear her in the kitchen taking things out of bags, running water, pulling out dishes and perhaps cooking. All this activity took a pause when the door opened and closed.
Tweek could hear the two women dryly greet each other and nothing more. When the housekeeper moved through the apartment, she was surprised to see Tweek but she smiled anyway.
10 minute later, Laura entered the room and told Tweek to come try and eat something. It took all Tweek had to get up and go sit in the dining room. This was his first time in this room or the extension of his kitchen, since it was open to the space.
All Tweek could think about was Craig's obsession to blue. His table was long, and could sit about 8 people. The wood was stained a navy, almost a blackish blue color. The chairs were black and very soft. It was beautiful for sure, but he never thought anyone could love a color to much.
Craig's mom made him pancakes, with eggs and sausage. Tweek's mouth watered. When the housekeeper went to start on Craig's room, Laura ask the her to first take care of Tweek's room since he would need to rest after he eats. The women looked annoyed, but went into Tweek's room first. Craig's Mom rolled her eyes and turn to Tweek and then smiled.
"You eat what you can, but drink all the water," she replied.
Tweek nodded, once Tweek started to eat she went to start preparing meals. As delicious as everything was Tweek could only have a few bites before resting his head on the table. When he felt an hand on his shoulder, he woke up.
"You can go lay down," Laura said taking the plate away.
Tweek had no clue when he fell asleep but was happy to see that the room was done and he felt a bit better.
When Tweek entered his room, it smelt like peppermint. It instantly reminded him of Craig. Now he knew where the scent come from.
Craig
Craig spent the whole morning muttering about being kick out of his own apartment by his own mother in front of Tweek. He was embarrassed but wasn't quite sure why, his mom always kicked him out if he was running late to get somewhere.
When he felt a ball of paper hit him, he almost threw his computer at Clyde.
"Quit daydreaming!" Clyde said before facing front.
Craig gave him the middle finger, but Clyde was right. He had no clue what the professors was talking about, he was just worried.
When class was over and with 2 hours before the next class started, he thought maybe he'll head home and check on Tweek. Right as he was about to do that, his mom texted him an update. She said Tweek's fever has gone down, but she'll stay till he gets home. Craig just loved his mom, she was the best.
"Hey. Kenny text and said that they are heading into town for lunch, interested?" Token asked.
"I'm going to skip lunch. I have a few things I need to do before the last class," Craig said in a monotone voice.
"Like?" Clyde said annoyed.
"I wasn't aware we were married," Craig replied, seriously.
Clyde snared. "You'd make a terrible husband."
Craig grinned. "I'm glad you know, that I would be the dominant one in the relationship."
"Oh fuck you!" Clyde said giving him the finger.
Craig laughed patting Clyde's head before replying, "You choose the place," and then he waved them off.
As Craig was heading to his car, he spotted Bradley getting into his own car to leave the campus. Craig always liked Bradley, he was always quiet but not a push over, and he honestly reminded Craig of Clyde just with blond hair and hazel eyes. Bradley and Clyde even had similar styles, they loved the same things, loved varsity jackets and polo shirts and ridiculously price sneakers. Bradley pulled up along side of Craig's car when he saw Craig there.
"So I take it you are not going out to lunch with the guys?" Craig asked.
"Nah, I need to grab Bebe a gift while I still have the chance," Bradley replied, with an embarrassed laughed.
"Wait, your girlfriend's birthday is tomorrow and you are now getting her a gift?"
"Unfortunately. I mean she likes shoes so I just need to get her a different color. Not too hard," Bradley laughed.
Craig laughed as he got into his car.
"Hey, I heard Tweek isn't feel well, do you know if he is ok?"
"I didn't think you cared," Craig said surprised.
Bradley bit his lips and shrugged his shoulders. "Well not really."
"I think he's ok," Craig replied.
"Cool," Bradley replied, "See you later," He said pulling off.
Craig nodded. At the same time he thought it was weird that Bradley, of all people, would ask about Tweek. Especially since he hate their names used in the same sentence. Dismissing any further thoughts when he realized the lack of time, he drove right into town and stop at Verizon store first.
After 1 hour and 15 minutes in the damn store he managed to walkout with an iphone for Tweek and of course a new one for himself. All without killing any of the incompetent workers who gave him such a hard time just to open a second line.
From there he went into chase to open second checking account that was link to his account. When he was done he drove back to campus and used the last 15 minutes he had to set up Tweek's phone.
Craig installed his information, their address and phone numbers, his mom and sister's information, he even installed Token, Clyde's and even Wendy's number. He downloaded Instagram, and Facebook and Snapchat and uber and Starbucks pretty much everything he had on his phone. Craig even turned on the finder so that he can find him incase of a emergency.
When Red sat next to him, Craig stopped what he was doing to greet her.
"Hey," Craig replied.
"Hey, are we still on tonight?" Red asked, she looked confused as to why he had 3 phones.
"Tonight won't be a good night," Craig replied, honestly.
"Ok, can I ask why?" Red countered.
"An emergency came up and I don't think it would be a good idea."
"So Tweek catching a cold is more important than getting to know each other?"
"I don't need to get to know you Red, we've known each other since elementary," Craig said irritated.
"But we don't know each other as a couple," Red replied, hurt.
Craig paused for a second, and just stared at her. He was trying very hard not to get upset.
"I'm sorry. Maybe tomorrow?" She asked, her glossy eyes made him feel terrible.
"Yes, tomorrow is better, you could stay over."
When Craig said that, her eyes lit up like he had given her candy.
"What's with the two phones?" Clyde asked shocked.
Craig turned to the side and could see the guys approaching.
"For Tweek?" Token asked.
Craig nodded.
"Why?" Clyde asked, folding his arm.
"Why not?" Craig replied.
"Tweek has only been living with you for 4 days and you are treating him like a long lost sibling. Are you aware that he is living rent free? And now you're paying for him to have a phone?! What is he giving you in return? Is he going to pay you back for all this?" Clyde said upset, which surprised Craig.
Since when does Clyde care what he does with his money? Clyde never complained when asking Craig to get him things— not that Craig mind either.
"He will get a job once everything settles, but let's be honest here I don't need his money," Craig said smug, putting the phones away and standing. "I was very fortunate to have had a extremely wealthy grandparent who died too soon. Rest In Peace grandpa. If I went around asking everyone I've given money to, to pay me back I'd be... well I guess I'll be even more wealthy?" Craig said with a huge smirk on his face.
"Jerk," Clyde muttered.