There is a strange delay in how the chapters are posted but chapter 17 has been posted.
Craig
At that moment while Tweek was in his arms, Craig couldn't think of a time when he felt this deeply connected to someone. He could feel Tweek's heart beating, his diaphragm expanding whenever he took a breath, and he could even hear whenever Tweek swallowed.
Craig had dated countless women in the past and never once had he felt that if whatever was growing between them didn't last, his life would be meaningless. After everything that they have done so far, Craig could not imagine them going back to being just roommate.
Over the years, Craig took many things for granted as he was trying to fill a void he didn't realize was there until Tweek came to live with him. In one week, he felt a variety of emotions — anger, confusion, fear, jealousy and now happiness.
When Craig buried his face into Tweek's freshly washed hair, Tweek shuddered and his hearts melted. There were so many things Craig wanted to do, but clearly he didn't know where to start. Being with a guy was different, and the only one who had the experience was Tweek. This truth was difficult for Craig to swallow because he was used to being in control with his past partners, yet twice Tweek did what he couldn't find the courage to do.
When Tweek opened up to him, Craig was a bit surprised which was strange because they kissed earlier, but at the same time hearing it made him happy for a few reasons. One he didn't have to compete with his mom who was planning on setting Tweek up with Tricia, he didn't have to compete with the girls that suddenly realized Tweek existed and he definitely wasn't insane for believing though there was a chemistry between them.
When Craig thought about where Tweek's experience came from, he wondered how he would deal with the situation with Bradley. Bradley was a long time friend, who had his fair share of secrets, and before today none of it was Craig's business. Knowing there was a link between Bradley and Tweek now made it his business; it was clear that Tweek still had reminiscence of feelings for him and it was also evident at how sporadic Tweek became when Bradley was around.
Craig was no angel when the yaoi stories spread around town; he made it very clear he wanted nothing to do with Tweek, and he regrets that time of his life more than anything. He didn't get Bradley though. He was in a sexual relationship with Tweek, the same person whom he claimed disgusted him.
Could it have been all a facade? Was Bradley in love with Tweek? Thinking back to the way Bradley looked when Craig was with Tweek, he looked sad like he was beginning to unravel. (LOL!) So what to do about his friend and the guy that makes him whole?
Craig glanced at the door, knowing he should go out there but couldn't convince his legs to move. In the perfect world, people would excuse themselves and go home. However, this world's not perfect, and he was sure half of his friend were standing in the kitchen wondering what's going on and the other half was still playing video games as if they didn't have class in the morning.
"To avoid being rude, I'm going to go out there. You can come with me or wait for me here?" Craig asked, running his hands up Tweek's side.
Tweek pulled away and looked up at him. As Craig stared into his eyes, all he could think about was how mesmerizing they were.
"Can I wait here?" Tweek asked shyly.
Craig nodded. He lifted Tweek's chin, before kissing him softly on the lips. "Of course."
It felt weird when Craig moved around him to walked to the door, he turned back and watched as Tweek looked out the windows with his arms wrapped around him. That sad, yet beautiful image of Tweek, made it hard for Craig to leave. When he touched the handle, he worried about leaving Tweek to his thoughts alone. When his eye skipped to the tv on the wall, Craig walked over to nightstand took out the remote and turned the tv on. Then he tossed the remote on the bed.
"I'm sure family guy is on (LOL! Sorry!)," Craig said, grinning before walking out the door. When Craig saw Tweek's lips curl into a smiled, his heart started pounding. It was too late to go back in and hold him--his guest was waiting.
When he closed the door behind him and looked out into the apartment, his friends were waiting in the Kitchen, perhaps wondering what was going on. As he approached the island, he was confronted with all their curious stares.
"Is everything ok?" Token asked looking at the door for Tweek.
"Yup," Craig said standing beside of him.
"You know you left him in your bedroom?" Clyde said confused.
Craig grinned. "I didn't leave him, I told him he could stay there while this was going on," he said passing a glance at Bradley who didn't move from where he stood this whole time. His facial expression had tightened though, he looked angry.
"The room you don't let people in? Even the girls you date?" Clyde asked.
"Is there a problem?" Craig asked.
"Yes, what's going on between you two because you treat Tweek differently—"
"Than who? You?" Craig asked, his voice stern.
"If you asked me—" Butter started.
"No one asked you," Craig replied.
Butters paused, laughed and then continued. "Like I was saying, I think something is going on between you too. You both have definitely gotten close, and you even broke up with Red—RED of all people for him," Butters said, standing next to Bradley. Butter, by the way, was Bradley's closes friend.
"Red is batshit crazy, she had it coming," Craig growled.
"But she is hot!" Clyde replied.
"Then you should date her," Craig replied.
"Back to the more important question," Kenny said, with a smirk. "What's going on with you two?"
Craig thought about how he would answer, he wanted to tell them it was none of their damn business but knew the conversation would come up over and over again and he didn't want to lie about it.
"I'm not sure myself to be honest with you, but I think I'm seriously attracted to him," Craig said, the words that came out of his mouth not only shocked him but everyone closest to him.
"Wait a minute, did I just hear what I just heard?" said Eric who wasn't in the kitchen but in the living room paused the game he was playing to come over.
Craig sighed opened the fridge and took out a beer when he closed the door, he swore he could see Bradley's spirit leaving his body.
"Are you gay? Like the whole yaoi business, because you lost your shit when the Japanese girls suggested it," Stan said, sitting down as if the night just got amazing.
"I don't think so," Craig said honestly. He took a sip of his beer and thought about it before shrugging his shoulders.
"What do you mean you don't think so? You went crazy!" Stan replied.
"I dunno, want to know my honest opinion though?" Craig asked, and he could see the anticipation in their eyes. "I don't owe anyone of you an explanation nor do I care what anyone thinks," Craig said brutally honest.
"True, but you took out the most of your anger on Tweek back then... how?" Kyle added.
Craig frowned. "Yeah I did, and now feeling the way that I do, I realize that I am simply an asshole."
"You realized that now... like right now?" Kenny blurted out.
Craig flashed Kenny two middle fingers.
"Ok, ok, we were young then, I understand people can change. However, how can you be sure that Tweek doesn't secretly hate you?" Stan asked.
"He says he doesn't. I don't know. I can't read his mind."
"So are you attracted to men now?" Eric asked, curiously.
"I mean I'm not attracted to any of you. Tweek, however, is another story," Craig admitted.
"It has to be because Tweek looks like a girl," Butter replied, "Even I thought he was pretty today."
"Are you gay Butters?" Eric asked.
"No, but I'm not blind either I can appreciate good looking people. Like Token, Craig, Kenny, and Clyde even Bradley here who is unusually quiet."
Watching Bradley was like seriously watching someone fight with their own demons. Craig wondered what was going through his head at the movement.
"So the rest of us aren't good looking, is that what you are saying?" Stan muttered.
"No, I mean like pretty, pretty. My point is that Craig might find him attractive because he looks like a girl."
"But Tweek isn't a girl he is a guy," Token began. "Up until Tweek, Craig found girls attractive. So Craig could be bisexual or pansexual, hell he might be gay but doesn't find anyone in this room attractive. Craig needs to figure out what he is feeling, and I don't think he could do that overnight, so I'd appreciate it if you guys back up with the questions," Token finished.
Craig looked at Token and smiled.
"Geez, Token," Eric replied.
"I'm way more good looking than Tweek, yet Craig doesn't find me attractive. It's just so strange," Kenny said actually confused.
"Wow, you are full of yourself," Craig replied.
"Ok, one more question before I drop this all together," Eric said.
"What?" Craig asked in a monotone voice.
"Since you both are all close and shit, did you two have sex? Follow up question. Does he sound like a girl? Another follow up question, who's top and who's the bottom? I'm assuming Tweek's the bottom, but you never know, in these relationships," Eric said as he points his finger, that he moved in small circles, at Craig.
"How are you asking followup questions without an answer to the first question?" Craig replied annoyed. "To answer your first question. No, but you seem to know a lot about gay partners sexual roles. Feel free to share your knowledge with me so that I am better prepared one day."
The room erupted in laughter. Eric turned red like he was about to explode.
"You know what. Fuck you, Craig," Eric growled.
"Not my type," Craig replied, with a grin.
"You know what I mean," Eric hissed.
Craig smiled. "Do I really?"
Craig glanced at Clyde who was quiet and in his thoughts. His best friend looked slightly sad, and it worried him.
"Are you ok?" Craig asked Clyde.
"Yeah," Clyde said, looking downward. When he lifted his head, he smiled a sad smile. "I'm for whatever makes you happy," he said taking Craig's beer away from him to drink it.
"I could have just passed you a beer," Craig said to him.
"Please, you only pamper your timid boyfriend," Clyde said rolling his eyes and heading into the living room. "I got next,"
"I'm going to head out," Bradley finally spoke. Bradley avoided his stare as he got ready to leave.
"I am heading out too," Stan replied yawning. "Football here next week?"
"Not a chance," Craig replied, more seriously than he has never been in his life.
"Why not? Like you have the biggest space plus this was fun," Kenny stated.
"When everyone leaves I'd have to clean up after you guys, you think I enjoy cleaning up after people?"
"Don't you have a maid that cleans?" Eric muttered.
"No, I have a housekeeper, and her job isn't to clean up after you people," Craig growled.
Tweek
When Craig was gone, Tweek pressed his head against the window, wishing he had never left. For some reason, that very moment Tweek felt isolated from everyone just like how he did in the past. He even felt humiliated that he had a meltdown earlier.
Craig was more concern with Tweek's behavior than upset. Still, Tweek worried that he was casting a negative image on Craig by association. As he glanced at the door, he wondered if Craig was being scrutinized by his friends, wondering why Tweek was still in the bedroom.
What if everyone found out about them, that he kissed Craig twice today because he couldn't control himself? What if Craig lost all of his friends because of him?
Tweek wrapped his arms around himself again as he paced back and forth in front of the tv; wondering if he should leave the room. Every attempt Tweek made to leave failed him because he couldn't convince himself to as touch the handle. When Tweek's anxiety went from 0-10, he turned off the tv and sat on the floor, pressing his head into his knees to calm himself down.
This was all Bradley's fault, Tweek thought sadly. After a few minutes, Tweek felt guilty for blaming Bradley for not being able to control his own emotions. Tweek knew he should be able to deal with him by now. He just wasn't sure how. Tweek surly wasn't ready to talk to Craig about him either. He feared if he did, Craig would get the wrong idea about his feelings that he hasn't quite sorted out and mistake them for still being interested in Bradley, which wasn't the case.
There was a time when Tweek felt like he loved Bradley, give him his body, his heart and his souls and Bradley tore him apart. Tweek hasn't been able to recover from that experience because he always believed that when two people loved each other, their relationship should mirror the relationship his parents had. So Tweek has been devastating since, because in his mind, he was a good partner, a vulnerable partner and Bradley took advantage of that.
He wasn't sure how he would explain his feeling about Bradley to Craig without freaking him out or worse if Craig felt like his feeling were too much for him to handle. If Craig didn't want to be with him because of the situation with Bradley, Tweek doesn't believe he could go on.
All of Tweek's thoughts came to a halt when he realized he didn't know what the hell was going on between him and Craig. Yes, Craig took care of him when he was sick, yes he defended him against the red-headed devil, yes he willingly held Tweek's hand and allowed Tweek to kiss him not once, but twice. Craig even was sweet and understanding when Tweek told him he was gay. However, he has no clue what any of that meant going forward.
When Bradley first slipped him a note, the next night he returned for an answer, and by the weekend they were a couple, and Tweek had lost his virginity to him. Bradley, his only dating example, was clear on what he wanted where Tweek couldn't tell what was happening with Craig.
Tweek straightened one of his legs and looked at his hands. He wondered if he was dead? Because his dream of one day being with Craig was slowly happening, and good things don't come to Tweek. Before this magical week, Tweek was familiar with the bad hand he was dealt, so he couldn't figure out why it seemed like his cards had been mixed with another set.
As if he had just drunk alcohol, Tweek couldn't for a moment tell if he was alive or dead. What if Craig never came for him that day, and he was actually dead buried underneath the snow. Moreover, no one had found him yet. It could make sense as to why he was living out this fantasy now.
Still, that didn't explain Bradley. If it was just a fantasy why was he upset about Bradley, why would that heartless person be in his fantasy? Tweek pinched his arm till his skin turned a dark red color. Despite the pain, Tweek couldn't understand what was happening and if this was some joke. Was Craig playing a torture game on him?
Tweek's racing heart settled when he remembered how apologetic and caring Craig has been to him. If this were a joke, Craig would never kiss him the way he did. Craig definitely would not break up with Red, a beauty, for him. Tweek took a deep breath; he hasn't panicked this way in years.
He felt overwhelmed with love, fear, and sadness and the world around him felt extremely heavy. Tweek stood up, walked over to the bed he enjoyed sharing with Craig days ago. He heart started pounding as he approached it. Tweek remembered how happy he was when he woke before Craig did that day and how he was able to watch him sleep for a bit. Sleeping Craig was so majestic to look at, and Tweek remembered not wanting the morning to come.
Tweek crawled into the bed, laying down with his head facing the door. Tweek wanted to wake up next to him again and hope when Craig returned he wouldn't mind that he was laying there waiting for him.
Craig
(Warning Sexual Content. If uncomfortable skip to Tweek it will be as if you didn't miss anything..)
Two hours, it took two hours for everyone who said they were leaving to go and a half hour extra to get the apartment to a place where Craig would feel comfortable leaving it. Craig made a conscious note to thank Tweek when he enters the room—if he was still awake. If it weren't for his sporadic cleaning the place would have been far worse than when his guest left it.
When Craig entered the room, the tv was off, and the room was mostly dark. He glanced at the bed and saw Tweek fast asleep. His heart started to ache again. He couldn't believe that just seeing Tweek was all it took for his body to react.
Craig couldn't believe he just confessed his feeling about Tweek to everyone that was in the room. Since high school, only a few opinions matter or warranted an afterthought, and that was his parents and his two best friends. Still, he basically just told everyone that he like Tweek.
It was strange how different the world was now than it was when he was in elementary school. Everyone—but Bradley seemed more curious than confused. What was going through Bradley's head? He went from looking angry, then sad and then anxious.
As Craig quietly walked to the bed, his heart beating loudly in his ears, he felt terrible for wanting to wake Tweek up to have his attention. Craig never considered himself to be an affectionate person, yet all he wanted to do was to hold Tweek.
When he laid down next to him, Tweek's face was facing the door, as if he was waiting for him. It made him happy to think that he was. Craig thought about what Butters had said, that maybe it was because Tweek looked like a girl and that was why Craig liked him.
Tweek was beautiful. His skin felt as soft as it looked. Tweek's eyes were the most beautiful shade of green that most people aren't lucky enough to see because he is always staring at the ground.
Tweek's lips were quite girly though; they were soft and pink and electrifying whenever he kissed him. So yes Tweek was beautiful, but he was also a boy, and Craig liked that too.
What Craig wasn't ok with was that Tweek and Bradley were together and that Bradley shared all of Tweek's first experience. When he realized he was jealous he almost turned away from Tweek. Craig wanted to talk about their past but didn't want to wake him. He also wanted to touch him but didn't want to wake him, and so for almost an hour, Craig fought these urges. When Craig couldn't take it anymore and couldn't sleep, he lifted the covers and laid on top of Tweek, slipping his arms under him and sinking his face into Tweek's neck.
Craig could hear Tweek's breathing change like he had woke up. Tweek who was half asleep turned his head towards Craig pressing his nose into the side of Craig's face. The tip is Tweek's nose felt cold against his cheek. Craig felt one of Tweek's arms wrap around his waist and this other hand tangled itself in his hair.
Craig's heart started racing as he lifted his head to kiss him, this time Tweek opened his mouth for him to as explore. When Tweek let out a faint moan, Craig could feel himself expending down below and telling by the smile on Tweek's face he felt him too. Nerves of unfamiliar territory held Craig's brain hostage. When Craig felt Tweek's hand travel downwards, breathless, Craig glanced down at Tweek who stared up at him with his bottom lip between his teeth.
As Craig went to kiss him, he felt Tweek's hand slip underneath the band of his pants and boxer, and when his cold fingers wrapped around him, Craig groans, pressing his head into Tweek's neck. Craig moaned when Tweek stroked him, all while using his face to massage Craig into looking at him.
Craig moaned every time Tweek's hand reached his tip. When Craig lifted his head to breath, Tweek kissed him. Craig was hard, and he couldn't take the tease anymore. Craig sat up and took off his shirt. When he glanced at Tweek, the small smirk on his face had begun to drive Craig crazy. He wanted to wipe the grin off his face, so Craig started to undress Tweek.
When he got to Tweek's boxers, Craig was happy to see that Tweek was excited as well. Craig has never seen an erection of another guy before, so when his fingers wrapped around it, strangely it felt foreign to him. Tweek was big, he gave him that, but he was bigger. When Craig stroked him, Tweek softly cried out, the smirk was gone and his lips pinched between his teeth again. He could feel Tweek trembling as he applied pressure with every stroke.
"Cra..ig," Tweek cried out grabbing his hand, but it didn't stop Craig. He enjoyed watching Tweek squirm under him. When Tweek's breathless cries ended with his cumming, Craig smiled reaching into the nightstand to pull out a condom and lubricant.
"It's my turn," Craig said softly putting on the condom and then squeezing lubricant onto two fingers and then pushing his fingers into Tweek warm body. Tweek's breathless moan was louder than before. As Craig let his fingers sit in him he lower to kiss Tweek lips. When he moved his hand in and out, Tweek cried in excitement and Craig was afraid he might explode.
"Ahh...ple..ase...please!" Tweek moaned.
"Please what?" Craig whispered biting Tweek's ears softly.
"I..I...ah... I ah... I want," Tweek's words were lost in his cries.
"What? What do you want?" Craig said kissing Tweek deeply. As he thrust his fingers into him, Craig could feel Tweek losing control.
"CraigpleaseIwantyou!" Tweek cried out his words in one heavy breath.
Craig smiled, pulled his fingers away and replaced it with the whole of him. He could feel Tweek's body tense; his eyes shut as he gasped for air. Craig moaned. Tweek was tight, he knew it from when he had his fingers inside of him: however Tweek was even tighter then he expected for someone who has done this before.
Craig looked at Tweek and wondered if he was breathing. When he kissed him, Tweek moaned into him. When Craig pulled out and reentered him a few times, Tweek shuddered, crying out again—his moan growing louder with each thrust. Tweek wrapped his arms around him, his nails digging into Craig's back.
Craig paused his movement, kissing Tweek whose eyes were shut tight, as he trembled and cried underneath him. "Are you ok?" Craig asked.
When Tweek opened his eyes, Craig noticed the tears. So he stopped moving.
"Please don't stop. I just so happy," Tweek said kissing him.
Craig's heart melted, and for the first time he didn't want to fuck and get it over with, he wanted to savor every minute. Craig's tongue found Tweek's as he thrust into him over and over again, getting lost between Tweek's cries of pleasure.
If this was what Bradley felt with him, he didn't understand why he would choose Bebe, but he realized why Bradley looked like his world was coming to an end. Tweek was his now, and he confirmed it with every thrust they share for the next two hours.
When Craig finally came, he collapsed against a breathless Tweek who's arm wrapped around him preventing him from pulling out right away.
"Still have questions about my past?" Tweek whispered warmly into Craig's ears. Craig laughed softly, biting Tweek's shoulder.
"Don't be a jerk," Craig replied, kissing the side of Tweek's face before shutting his eyes. He was exhausted at could care less about Bradley that very moment.
Tweek
Tweek woke up first, his face resting against a sleeping Craig. He was afraid to move that if he did Craig would wake up and he wouldn't be able to absorb the moment. He enjoyed feeling the weight of Craig's body on top of his, Tweek felt safe. Whenever Craig breath, his warm breath caressed the side of his face. It tickled.
As Tweek drank in the moment, he heart and the butterflies in his stomach feel light, blissful and free as if uncaged on to roam anywhere.
He couldn't believe he and Craig had sex hours ago. Tweek had always fantasized about this moment. Still, his fantasy did not compare to the experience. Craig was fantastic, more amazing than he thought he would be. It was unlike what he experienced before.
In the past, he could count with one hand how many times he enjoyed sex with Bradley compared to the many times they have done it. At one point Tweek thought perhaps, being at the bottom, he wasn't supposed to enjoy it and that he was only meant to make Bradley happy so that he never leaves him. With Craig it was different, he was rough and gentle at the same time that Tweek couldn't control his emotion thinking about it. After they were done, Craig didn't get up to leave. Instead, he slept tangled in his arms. When Tweek thought he would cry, he closed his eyes and tried to go back to sleep again.
An hour past and Craig's alarm went off. Tweek couldn't go back to sleep, but he pretended to be asleep as Craig grunted on top of him. When Craig finally lifted to turn off the alarm, he felt Craig Eskimo kiss the side of his face to wake him. Tweek shivered. He didn't expect this morning affection. Somewhere deep down he feared Craig would wake up upset like someone he knew.
"Fuck, I don't want to go to class," Craig said muttered. "Tweek," Craig whispered.
Tweek open his eyes and stared up at Craig who looked extremely tired, his expression sweet and soft and extremely vulnerable as he tried to hide the blush on his face.
"Shower with me," Craig said softly, as he climbed out of bed.
Tweek nodded. His heart started pounding. Tweek could feel his face turning red as he took in Craig's amazing body. As he sat up, he realized that his lower half was both happy and unhappy.
"What can't get up?" Craig teased, turning back to him.
Tweek smiled, biting his lip.
"That... that drives me crazy," Craig said walking over to him, freeing his lips from its prison.
When Craig sweetly held out both hands for Tweek to take, all Tweek could think about was how unexpectedly amazing Craig was to him compared to when he was with Red.