Craig rolled over with a groan, he went to pull Tweek closer to him, but was met with empty sheets. He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He looked out the window and noted how early it was, way too early to be awake on a Saturday. He rolled his neck, sighing at the satisfying pop. He threw his legs over the side of his bed and stood up.
When he went to retrieve his sweatpants from the day before from the floor, he stopped arm outstretched. His floor was clean, he sighed, fucking Tweek, that boy is a clean freak. He found his sweatpants folded on top of his dresser and put them on, he didn't bother with boxers, since he would have to shower later anyway. He pulled the blanket off Stripe's cage and apologized to her for covering her and making her listen to them last night. She just squeaked up at him, he took it as a sign of forgiveness. A bang from downstairs caught his attention, his parents should be at work by now, and his sister wouldn't be up this early.
Tweek.
A smile tugged at his lips, of course he'd be getting coffee, the boy couldn't live without it. He should have known Tweek wouldn't just leave the morning after. He gave Stripe one last pet, then turned to make his way downstairs.
He stopped at the top of the stairs, listening to the scurry of small feet across the kitchen floor, the opening and closing of cabinets, and the unmistakable beep of the coffee maker. He made his way down the stairs as quietly as he could. Stepping into the doorway of the kitchen he saw the blond standing there in only his boxers and one of Craig's sweatshirts, which of course was way too big for the blond. It fell to about the middle of his thighs, and he could see the sleeves were rolled and pushed up his arms. And it was goddamn adorable. It's one of his older football sweatshirts, it's black with the South Park cow on the back, with 'Tucker' above it, and 'Park County Football' underneath.
He walked up behind the blond and wrapped his arms around his waist. Tweek jumped and let out a shriek, Craig could feel his heart beating fast, he chuckled and shushed the smaller boy. He buried his face in the crook of the smaller boy's neck, giving it a kiss, "Why are you up so early?"
Craig's breath tickled Tweek's neck, he let out a sigh of relief, nothing to worry about. He snuggled back into the noiret's embrace, laying his head back on his chest, "I-I'm usually up early for work, so I guess I'm just used to it."
Craig hummed, placing butterfly kisses all over the blond's face, "How do you feel?"
Remembering the events of the night before brought a blush to Tweek's face. He thought about it all morning, every touch, every sound, every feeling, everything from last night, "A little sore, but, uh, I-I'm okay."
"Mm, sorry. I shouldn't have been so rough," Craig brought a hand up and brushed a stray hair from the blond's face, locking eyes with him. He leaned his head down and gave him a soft kiss, it was at a weird angle, but neither complained.
Tweek scrunched his nose and pulled back, "morning breath, ew." He let out a giggle at Craig's face of mock hurt. He turned in his arms, wrapping his arms around his waist. "I liked it. L-last night, I-I liked it.. a lot," he said with a blush still on his face.
Craig chuckled again, "Good." he placed a kiss to the top of the boy's head, "You look good in my clothes."
"Really? You're not mad I'm wearing it? I-I was gonna just going to wear it while I made coffee, c-cause I was cold, then put it back. I'm sorry, I can take it off now i-if you want," the smaller went to pull the sweatshirt off, but was stopped by two hands grabbing his.
"No, I'm not mad, in fact I think you should keep it. Let everyone know," Craig picked the blond up and sat him on the counter and placed himself between his legs. He bent down to the other's ear and whispered, "you're mine," before attacking his neck with kisses, biting and sucking angry red marks into his skin. Tweek tilted his head back, granting Craig better access to his neck.
"Don't you think it's a little early to be fucking your boyfriend on the counter?" Came a high pitched, feminine voice from behind the dark-haired male.
Tweek immediately started to panic, he let out a yelp, he pushed the noiret's mouth away from him, his eyes as big as saucers as he looked to the source of the voice. Standing in the doorway with her arms crossed was a tall, ginger haired, 15-year-old. Craig on the other hand just rolled his eyes and let out an irritated sigh, "fuck off Ruby." He added emphasis to his words by flipping her off, he nuzzled his nose back into the blond's neck, who in turn hide his face in the taller male's shoulder.
"I just came down here for some breakfast, and I walk into my brother practically screwing another boy on the kitchen counter," the ginger shook her head, and let out a sigh, "what am I going to do with you Craigory?"
"I wasn't "screwing" him, little shit, but I gladly can if you really want me to," he rolled his hips forward, earning him a smack on the arm from the blond himself.
"Gah! Craig! Don't do that, it's embarrassing," Tweek sat back and crossed his arms, pout adorning his face, a deep shade of red across his cheeks.
Craig instantly felt bad, he didn't mean to make Tweek feel embarrassed, he was just trying to annoy his sister, "I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to upset you, I was just playing around," he rested his chin on the blond's chest and looked up at him with the best puppy dog eyes he could manage. Craig noticed that when he was around Tweek, he becomes a whole different person, not that he thought it was a bad thing, he just thought it was comical.
Tweek looked down at the blue eyes staring up at him, it wasn't often Craig showed this much emotion, the past day he's shown more emotion than he has in all the years Tweek has known him, and he likes it. Only he gets to see this side of the raven, and that makes him smile, "It's okay," he whispered to the taller male.
A smile broke out on Craig face, God, he's so hopelessly in love with this boy. He puckered his lips up for the blond boy to connect his with for a soft kiss, the ginger completely forgotten.
They heard gagging from the doorway, "Get a room you two, yuck," the ginger didn't really mean it, she was glad to see her brother finally showing a change in attitude. He's been so upset lately, she was beginning to worry, but to see him smile and be happy warms her heart. She pushed herself off the door frame to walk to the fridge, grabbing the milk for some cereal, "are you two going to eat or are you just gonna stand there being all gross and shit?"
"Nope, we are leaving," Craig pulled the blond off the counter, not letting his feet touch the ground, he was going to pamper the small blond today, he deserved it. He turned around and took two steps before the blond spoke up again.
"Wait. What about my coffee?" the taller male shook his head and smiled. He let the boy down and watched as he made his way back to the counter, noticing the little limp in his step.
He wasn't the only one to notice, "Aw Tweek, why are you limping? Did you get hurt?" Tricia questioned, a sly smirk on her face.
"Gah!"
"Tricia," Craig said in a warning tone, shooting the girl a glare.
The ginger ignored the glare she was receiving from the older Tucker turned to the blond boy and placed her hand on his shoulder in a weird half hug type way, "What? I'm making sure our Twinky- sorry, Tweeky, here is okay," she laid her head on the shoulder closest to her, "It breaks my heart seeing others in pain."
Craig let out an irritated sigh, he loves his sister and all, but she can be a real pain in the ass sometimes. "Don't you have a boyfriend you can go annoy or something?"
"No, I'm not talking to him right now, he pissed me off," the ginger said with a huff, crossing her arms and turning around, finally leaving the poor blond boy alone.
Craig rolled his eyes, it wasn't uncommon for Tricia to complain about something Filmore did. They've been dating for nearly two years already. How? Craig has no idea. It seems like the two of them are always getting into disagreements. Filmore's not a bad kid, Craig doesn't mind him, but Tricia, she can be a little hard to handle. She's a Tucker through and through, she's got a short temper, she doesn't like to talk about her feelings, she's stubborn, and she's blunt. "Oh, no. What did he do this time?" Craig tried not to be sarcastic, he really did, but he couldn't help it, Tricia blew things out of proportion sometimes.
"He- just, he, ugh. We went out last night to the diner, right. And halfway through dinner his stupid, asshole, jock friends showed up and sat themselves in our booth. Which, I totally wouldn't have minded, if he hadn't completely ignored me for the rest of the damn time we were there." Craig would try to give her some advice, but he knows she won't listen to anything he says when it comes to relationships. "Then when we got back to his house, he had the audacity to say, "sorry about earlier, I guess I should have told you they were coming," not 'sorry I was an ass and ignored you' or anything like that." She huffed again, "Argh, why are boys so annoying?"
The older Tucker only shrugged in response, he wasn't good at things like this. He's only ever been in one relationship, and they both know how that ended. This will work out in the end, Tricia will stew for a couple days, giving the boy the cold shoulder, then he will come crawling back, tail between his legs, spewing apologies to her. The next day everything will be back to normal, problem forgotten.
Craig ignored his sisters ranting in favor of watching his favorite blond, he finished making his cup of coffee, taking a sip without letting it cool off. The blond turned away from the coffee maker, cup close to his chest. His cheeks tinting pink when he saw Craig was watching him, he walked over to the taller male, snuggling into his side. Craig wrapped his arm around his shoulders and placed a kiss to his head.
"Kay, we're going back upstairs now," he told the redhead.
Tricia smirked, "don't be too loud up there," she winked at the two and turned back to make her cereal.
Even though Tricia couldn't see it, Craig flipped her off. With that he turned around and lead the blond to the stairs. Once reaching the top instead of going into his door, he took the smaller boy to the bathroom. "What're we doing in here, man?"
Craig lifted the blond up on the vanity and sat him there, "I'm going to run us a bath, then we're gonna sit and relax for a little. Alright?" The blond nodded, looking up at him, "Good."
He cupped the side of Tweek's head, running his thumb over his cheek. They locked eyes, neither wanting to be the first to look away. The events of last night are going to change everything around them, but when they look into each other's eyes, they can go back to simpler times, when they were younger, before any of the bad things happened. Back to when they pretended to be together and they would stare into the other's eyes. The late nights they stayed up together when they were just best friends, the smiles, the laughs, all the secrets shared. Before, Craig would give anything to go back to those times, but now that he has the blond in his arms, staring into his perfectly imperfect eyes he, wouldn't give up anything. All the heartache and confusion they both went through to get to this point was worth it for them both. If only Craig came to terms with himself sooner and Tweek was surer of himself, they wouldn't have had to go through the last year, but they also wouldn't have learned from it.
Tweek subconsciously moved his head forward, resting his forehead one the raven's, "I love you," he told him. He means it when he says it now, for the past year whenever he said those three words, they were a lie. A part of him will probably always feel guilty for doing that to Kenny, but if that never happened, then he might never have come to Craig's house and none of this would have happened.
"I love you too, honey," The raven says with a smile, a genuine smile, which he hadn't been able to do for a while now. The only time he did smile was when the blond was around, other than that he's been an emotionless void just going through the motions of life. Tweek was the only thing that could brighten up his day, not even Stripe could do that on some days.
Craig stepped back, leaving Tweek missing his body heat immediately. The blond watched as the taller of the two went to the tub, turning the water on and testing to make sure it wasn't too cold. Tweek liked his baths hot, it's more relaxing, but he normally takes showers in cooler water, it's better for his skin and it has better health benefits. The blond was confused when the older male practically ran out of the bathroom, he was even more confused when he came back in holding a blue and purple ball in his hand.
Craig saw the confusion on the smaller boy's face, "It's a bath bomb, Ruby always gets this variety pack and gives me the galaxy one. I don't know why, I never asked for it, but it smells great."
Tweek's never seen a bath bomb in the flesh, he's heard of them, the girls at school talk about them all the time, but he's never bought or used one. He watched in amazement as the noiret dropped it in the tub and it started to dissolve, releasing its colors all over the bath water, "Woah, it-it's amazing. And it's safe to go in with it?"
Craig let out a laugh, "Of course, babe. I use them all the time," he said with a small blush covering his face, it wasn't often he confessed that to people. "Now," the raven said walking back over to Tweek, "bath time."
The blond's face flushed, he was still self-conscious about his body. No matter how much Craig told him otherwise last night, he can't help but feel embarrassed at the thought of being nude in front of him again. He lifted his arms when Craig grabbed the bottom hem of his, now Tweek's, sweatshirt, he pulled it off his body. Tweek quickly went to cover himself up, much to Craig's displeasure, "You don't have to hide yourself from me babe, I've seen it all before," he said with a smirk, causing the blond to blush even more. "Now, c'mon, up," the raven made a motion with his hand, telling the blond to stand. With much reluctance and slight pain in his lower back he stood. He didn't need to be told to take his boxers off, he just did it. Craig let out a hum of approval when they hit the ground, the blond's hands twitched in want to cover himself, but he forced himself to stay still for the raven's hungry gaze. His dick twitched, as much as he didn't like it, having this much attention put on him by the taller teen made him feel things, he yearned for Craig's approval, for his attention. Attention from Craig is the only attention he wanted, he didn't want anybody to look at him, to see him like this. Tweek saw the taller male lick his lips, as if he was a meal ready to be ate, he was almost in a trance like state, just staring at him.
Craig snapped himself out of his lustful staring, tentatively placing his hand on Tweek's arm, then running it down to his hand, intertwining their fingers. He pulled the blond over to the tub, letting him feel the water before stepping in first. As soon as Tweek's entire lower body and abdomen were submerged in the water, he pulled his knees to his chest, hugging himself. He has no clue how the two of them are going to fit in the tub together, even if he was all the way up against one of the ends there was no way Craig was going to fit in without them touching. He thoughts were interrupted by a hand placed on his back, between his shoulder blades, pushing him forward. He looked up to see what the taller male was doing, but was met with a sight he wasn't expecting, but should have.
Craig had taken off his sweatpants, his member already slightly hard from seeing the blond's nude body. The black-haired male stepped in behind Tweek, placing one of his legs on either side of him. Craig sat down and pulled the blond back to rest against his chest, "This okay?" he didn't want to make the other uncomfortable, but this was the easiest way they could be close and relax.
Tweek hadn't been expecting to be this close to Craig while they were in the tub, but he wasn't going to complain either. "Y-yeah," he let go of his legs and laid his head back on the broad chest behind him, letting himself completely relax against the older male. He closed his eyes, he's never felt so calm and loved in his life, it was nice. Tweek felt a wet hand comb through his hair, brushing it off his forehead, he melted into the touch.
Craig reached over and grabbed a washcloth from the pile of towels he had placed on the toilet lid. He squirted a generous amount of soap on to it, before putting the soap back. He started at Tweek's back, gently scrubbing his skin, "Wh-what're you doing?" the blond questioned him. Craig shushed him and told him to "just relax." The blond nodded and settled himself back against the man behind him. Craig went to his shoulders next, and down his arms, the raven scrubbed every inch of the blond's skin, asking him to lift his legs when needed, by the time he was done, Tweek's length was hard and begging to be touched too.
He let out a whimper when he felt a big, rough hand wrap around it, it's like Craig could read his mind. The raven started to slowly move his hand, his other one making its way down to the blond's butt, grabbing a plump cheek and squeezing it, "There's still one more place to wash babe," his index finger, found Tweek's ring of muscles and circled it, "you don't want to be dirty now do you?"
Tweek let out a shaky breath and shook his head, "N-no I don't," Craig's cum was still inside him from last night, just the thought of it staying in there and drying up made the blond cringe. He gasped when the finger pushed past the ring of muscles with much more ease than yesterday.
"You're still loose, baby." The blond nodded, overwhelmed by the pleasure already. Craig didn't wait to add a second finger, lubed up with a little bit of the soap, his lover letting out a moan at the sensation, "You have to be quite honey, Tricia will hear you if you're not." Tweek clamped a hand over his mouth, muffling any noises that came out. He let out a muffled scream when Craig's fingers brushed over his sweet spot, his head fell back. It was a weird sensation when water would enter him when Craig would pull his fingers out and push them back in. He couldn't hold back anymore, the older males' fingers working so diligently inside of him with the added pleasure of him stroking his member, he came. He arched his back, his hand muffling the loud moan he let out.
He was breathing like he had just ran a marathon when the raven asked, "Are you okay? I didn't push you too far too, soon did I?" The blond had forgotten about any pain he was in previously.
He took a moment to catch his breath before speaking, "I'm f-fine Craig. That was good, l-like really good," Tweek had a dopey grin on his face, his eyes half lidded.
"Okay, good. Can you stand?" Tweek nodded again and with much reluctance he stood. He stepped out and shivered as soon as the cold air hit his wet skin, he quickly grabbed a towel from the pile and wrapped it around himself. He turned back to the male still sitting in in the tub, "Get out of there man, it's gross. I-I came in that water."
The taller male chuckled and stood too, "So? It's not like it would be the first time I had your come on me."
Tweek blushed again, and hid his face in the towel, "That's not the point, you were sitting in dirty, gross, cold water that had my come in it."
"So were you, just a minute ago," Craig said with an amused smirk.
The blond made a noise of protest in the back of his throat, "that's different Craig, i-it's my come and sweat and dirtiness, not someone else's. And I got out of it, you just sat in it, ngh, that's weird man. You don't sit in someone else's dirty water!"
"So, when we were just lying there together it was okay, but after I washed you and you come in the water, it's all of a sudden weird?" Craig loves to work the blond up like this, he's cute when his nose scrunches up in annoyance and the rare times when he'll stomp his foot and huff like a toddler would do.
Tweek crossed his arms and gave the taller male an annoyed look, his brows furrowed, and a pout on his face, "Get out, you're being gross and it's not funny."
"I'm only joking around babe," the raven stepped out of the tub. He cupped the blond's cheek and tilted his head up, "I'm gonna take a quick shower. Why don't you get dressed, grab your coffee, and go lay down?" The blond smiled at that, he doesn't always need to be told what to do, but if he wasn't then he would have just stood there awkwardly while the noiret showered, which would make him feel uncomfortable. "And maybe we can cuddle a little when I'm done?"
Tweek's eyes lit up, his smile growing bigger, "Y-yeah, we can definitely do that. Could we, um, could we maybe watch a movie o-or something?" He gave Craig his best pleading look, it's been awhile since they sat down and watch a movie together, and Tweek really loved when they used to huddle up in lots of blankets and pillows, with snacks and drinks, and just binge watched movies all day.
Craig smiled down at the small blond, he too missed their days of movie watching, "Of course, honey." The blond hurriedly grabbed his clothes and coffee and exited the bathroom, he made his way back into the older male's bedroom, quickly dressing and getting to work on a fort like contraption for them to lay in. Tweek was so focused on getting the fort ready, he didn't hear the other male enter the room, "Looking good, babe."
"Gah!" the small male jumped when he heard the others voice, dropping the blanket he was holding, "Craig! Don't do that man, you know how jumpy I am" He grumbled as he picked the blanket back up, draping it over the back of the desk chair and the bed. Craig gave a quick sorry, a smile tugging at his lips, he really loved this boy. Everything about the blond, from his looks, to his weird, caring, loving personality. How he is scared at the most basic things, but he is also the bravest person Craig knows. He's smart, like straight A's smart, but he doesn't brag or show off like Kyle or Wendy. He loves all his little quirks, like keeping a light on at night so the Aliens won't be able to enter his room, and his weird interests, like collecting rocks and painting weird saying on them. Tweek threw the pillows in the fort and stood back with his hands on his hips and a triumphant grin on his face, "Done."
From the T.V. stand Craig looked over his shoulder, "Looks great babe. What do you wanna watch?" He was crouched down looking through his wide selection DVD's, pale arms snaked over his shoulders and a chin rested on top of his head.
"W-whatever you want." Craig picked up two boxes and held them up for the blond to choose from. One was an action movie, the other a horror. Tweek hates horror movies, they're cheesy and predictable, he also hates action movies, they are loud, obnoxious and plain boring. Between the two of them he'd rather watch the horror one, it's not like they'll be paying attention to it anyway.
Mama played in the background, neither male paying attention to the events happening on the screen, too focused on each other. Up till now they were cuddled up, Craig's arms around Tweek's waist, holding his back against his chest. Craig had placed a few lazy kisses along the blond's neck, the smaller responded by turning his head to connect their lips. The position was uncomfortable for Tweek, it was hurting his neck, he turned the rest of his body to face the other.
Tweek pushed Craig on his back, then threw his leg over him, straddling his lap. He cupped the older's face deepening the kiss. Craig placed his hands on the blond's bare thighs, earning moans and whines from the blond boy when he would squeeze them or run his thumb up his inner thigh. Tweek had an urge that he's never experienced before, he really wanted to take Craig in his mouth. When he was with Kenny, he never really wanted to, he'd do it out of feeling of need to, so the relationship would work. But with Craig, he wanted to taste him, to feel the heat and weight of his member on his tongue. He pulled back from his lovers' lips, moving down towards his black sweatpants, leaving a trail of kisses behind. When he reached the bulge already formed in the other's pants, he placed a kiss there too on top of the fabric. He wasted no time pulling the front of the taller male's pants down, letting his member spring out. He gulped, he could easily take Kenny in his mouth, but this was not Kenny. Craig is at least 2 inches longer and way wider too. He swallowed the lump in his throat, he could do this, he's wanted to do this for so long, there's nothing to worry about, they just had fucking sex last night, why is he so worried about a blow job.
Craig must have seen the unease on his face, "Babe, you don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with. Just come back up her- shit." He hissed out the last word as Tweek took the head of his cock in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. He pulled off and dragged his tongue down the shaft, then back up. He repeated the process all around his dick, slicking it up to make it easier to take it all in, or as much as he could. Tweek could tell he was doing good, if the precum leaking from Craig's slit was any indication. Also, the grunts and groans leaving the noriet's mouth, especially when he'd drag his tongue up a protruding vein on the underside of the shaft. The blond licked back up to the head, lapping up the salty, clear liquid dripping out. He took the head back in his mouth and sucked it like a pop. He looked up at the older male through his lashes as he took as much of his length as he could in his mouth. When it hit the back of his throat, he pulled back till just the head was in. He began to bob his head, working what he couldn't fit with his hand. All while not breaking eye contact with the other. "F-fuck babe," Craig was coming undone, he never stuttered, his face was red, he was making noises the blond's never heard from him before.
It was all turning the blond on, another thing he's never experienced. He was never turned on by Kenny, not that he wasn't attractive or anything, but because in the back of his mind, Tweek always knew he wasn't what he really wanted.
The small blond's hips jerked forward into the mattress below him, causing him to moan around the cock in his mouth. The moan sent vibrations down his lovers' length and up his spine. Craig let out a breathy moan at the feeling, "Does having a cock in your mouth turn you on, babe?" Tweek nodded and moaned again in response sending more vibrations down his length, "Mmn, I bet you'd like it if I fucked your face. Make you take my whole dick in your mouth, down your throat. You'd get off on that, wouldn't you?" The blond moaned again, his own dick getting harder the more the older teen talked.
He pulled off with a 'pop,' looking Craig in the eyes, in a pleading voice he begged, "P-please."
Craig's hands were in his hair instantly, pushing his head back down. The blond let his throat relax as the onslaught of thrusts began. Tweek was letting out lewd moans as Craig continued to snap his hips upward, his own hand found its way in his boxers stroking himself in rhythm with the raven's thrusts. The blond gasped around the raven's length, then closed mouth back around it in a moan as he came. "Did you just come baby?" Tweek's face was red with embarrassment as he nodded, "Nice. Am I good to continue?" The blond caught his breath and nodded again.
It wasn't long until Craig's thrusts started to get sloppy, he was close, he told the blond so. With one final thrust upward, the raven came, filling the blond's mouth and throat with his seed. Tweek kept sucking, milking the others orgasm to the last drop, he swallowed all of it, he even licked up the little bit that dribbled out the corner of his mouth. He tucked the older teen's cock back into his boxers and sweats, he crawled back up and laid his head on Craig's chest. The older teen's heart was beating fast, he listened to the rumble of his voice when he talked, "Fuck Tweek, you are good.. Hmm, so good." A hand brought Tweek's face up to the other male's, continuing their lazy make out session. Craig could taste himself on the blond's tongue, but he didn't mind. He wouldn't have it any other way.
That's how they spent the rest of their Saturday, cuddled up under the blanket fort. The only time either of them got up was to either go to the bathroom or go get more food and drinks. Craig did most of the getting up, he wanted the blond to rest and relax as much as possible. He didn't want him to be uncomfortable or in any pain.
Craig felt the blond stiffen when they heard the front door open and close indicating his father was home, his mother had arrived home earlier. He knew why Tweek would be scared, if the two were seen like they this by Thomas, all hell would break loose. He buried his hand into the blond's locks, his other hand was placed at the small of his back, his thumb gently caressing the exposed skin there, "Relax honey, he doesn't come in my room. And if he does, I'll tell him to fuck off, alright? There's nothing to worry about."
Tweek nodded and nuzzled back into the bigger teen's chest, sleep was heavy on his mind. He texted his mother earlier that he would come in for work tomorrow, so he needed to get home for some sleep. He lifted his leg and put it on the other side of the raven and propped his chin up on his chest, "I need to get going soon, I have work tomorrow."
The noiret wrapped his arms around the other's waist, "I thought you didn't work this weekend?"
"I wasn't supposed to, but I texted mom that I would."
The dark-haired teen pouted and told him, "No, you're not allowed to leave. You're mine." He tightened his hold on the blond.
"Craig, let go," Tweek said with a giggle, he never knew the older could be so clingy.
"Nope, you're not going anywhere, you're stuck here."
"Fine, I-I'll stay for tonight, but I gotta go in the morning," Craig smiled at this and lifted his head up to connect their lips. "Jerk," the blond mumbled against the other's lips.
When Craig's mother called them down for dinner, he was relieved to see his father was not present, he must have gone out to the bar. When he reached the bottom of the stairs, with the blond in tow, his mother gave him a questioning look, then one of realization came over her face. She smiled at him, a knowing smile. Before she could say anything, he flipped her off.
Dinner was usually quiet, but this was an awkward kind of quiet. Tweek kept his head down the whole time, his mother and sister kept shooting them looks. Craig could tell the blond was uncomfortable, his face was flushed in embarrassment, and he was twitching slightly. Craig grasped his hand under the table and ran his thumb over his knuckles, giving him a reassuring squeeze.
Tricia was the first to get up, she cleaned up her plate and said something about meeting with Filmore before she was gone. This left the two teens with his mother, who by the looks of it, had something to say. "As happy as I am for you two, we all know how Thomas can be," she let out a sigh, "I just want you two to be careful, not everyone is going to be accepting, especially in this town. I don't want you guys getting hurt, okay?"
"O-okay, Mrs. Tucker." For as long as Craig could remember Tweek's always liked his mom and felt comfortable around her and that makes him happy, he doesn't want the blond to feel scared to come to his house. If only he could say the same for his father.
"Good," Her face went from serious to playful, "Now then, did you two use protection?"
"Gah!"
Craig groaned as his mother giggled, his face growing hot. He did not want to have this conversation now, not if it's going to make the blond even more uncomfortable than he already is. "We're not talking about this right now, mom."
"Why not, I just want to make sure you two are safe."
He groaned again, he will tell his mom everything later. Well maybe not everything, but the more important things. He rolled his eyes and stood, dragging the smaller teen up with him. They started back towards the stairs, but before they could ascend his mother told him to wait. He sent Tweek up the stairs to start another movie. "What now?"
"Go easy on his neck next time. The poor boy looks like he has a disease with all those spots."
Craig snorted and turned back to the stairs, making his way up to join his love in bed.
After they finished the movie, they got up to brush their teeth and get ready for bed. Once they were settled back in bed Craig turned the T.V. off and wrapped his arms around the small blond pulling him against his chest. He placed a kiss on his forehead, "Night babe."
The blond didn't respond, he was already asleep. "I love you" the raven whispered, even though he knew the blond wouldn't hear him.
When Tweek woke up the next morning he was crushed in the embrace of the larger teen. There was no way he was gonna get out of it without waking him. Their legs were the easy part, the arms wrapped around his waist in an iron grip wasn't so easy.
He poked the other's chest and whispered his name. No response.
He shook his shoulder and called out his name again. No response.
He pinched his nose between two of his fingers. Blue eyes cracked open and stared at him, "what're you doing?"
"You have to let go man. I-I have to get to work."
Craig closed his eyes again and rolled on his back, pulling the blond on top of him, "no, you're staying right here."
"Craig," the blond whined, "I have to go. O-or they're going to fire me and then they'll kick me out. Then I'll be homeless, and no one would like me. A-and you wouldn't w-want me, so I'll live under a bridge all alone and die alone. No one would even come to my funeral, maybe the rat that I'll make friends with from under the bridge, b-but that'll be it. No one would even remember me an-"
His rambling was cut short by a deep, groggy, nasally voice, "Babe, you're not going to get fired. And I would always want you, even if you we're a smelly hobo."
"R-really?"
Craig chuckled, "Of course Tweek," he let the blond go and he sat up. He scurried around the room collecting his clothes. He'd have to go commando today cause his only pair of boxers he has here have cum them.
He quickly ran to the bathroom to change. He put on his t-shirt and jeans from Friday and the sweatshirt Craig gave him. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and cringed. His neck was covered in pink and purple bruise like spots and his hair was a mess. There wasn't much he could do about the hickies, any foundation in the bathroom was too dark for his pale ass and it'd be suspicious if he showed up to work in a scarf. He let them go and went to try to tame his hair. Luckily, he found some bobby pins sitting on the counter behind the sink. He pulled his bangs back and pinned them down. There was also a brush sitting there with long red hair stuck to it, hopefully Ruby won't mind too much if he uses it. He brushed the knots out and set the brush back down. He looked back in the mirror, at least now he was a little presentable.
He went back to the older teen's room, he found his socks and shoes and put them on and tied the laces. He grabbed the bottom of his pant leg and sighed, they were dirty from his walk here on Friday. Hopefully no one will notice, he thought to himself.
He looked over to the sleeping teen and smiled a bit, he looked so cute while he slept. His dark lashes falling perfectly over his cheekbones, his mouth slightly agape, little snores escaping from him. The blond walked over to the bedside, he brought his hand up to brush some hair off his forehead, as soon as the tips of his fingers touched the other's head, he flinched awake. His eyes blinked rapidly, he shook his head, trying to shake the sleep away. "Are you leaving now?"
Tweek covered his mouth to stop the giggles that were threatening to escape, "Yeah. You don't have to get up, I can find my way out." He gave the older teen a quick peck on the lips, "You can go back to sleep now."
Craig hummed, his eyes closing again. He doesn't understand how the blond can get up so early and be so lively, when he was soooo exhausted. "Bye, love you."
"Love you too, dork," Tweek said with a smile. Before he was even out of the door, he heard soft snores coming from the bed behind him. He rolled his eyes and shook his head, smile never leaving his face. He quietly shut the door behind him and crept down the hallway, not wanting to disturb any of the other Tuckers or risk bumping into Thomas. It would be hard to explain why he was sneaking out of the house of the man who hates him.
Tweek let out a sigh of relief when the front door quietly 'clicked' behind him. He checked the time on his phone, 6:24. He has to be there by 7, it's at least a 20-minute walk to the shop, sometimes longer due to snow and ice. He really didn't have time to stop at home to grab a pair of boxers. Home was the opposite way of where he was headed. He let out another sigh, this time of irritation. It's not the first time he's gone commando to work, stupid gnomes, it's not too bad, but the uneasy feeling he gets knowing he doesn't have underwear on, and his pants could fall down at any time, is what really gets him.
Still he treks on, head held high. He was happy now, he's with the guy he loves, though it's not official technically. He doesn't want to think about what tomorrow will bring though. He doesn't want to face Kenny, or the other kids from school. Word that they had broken up had probably gotten around by now, he doesn't want to see the disappointed faces of his schoolmates or the pity in their eyes. They don't know the full story, they probably only got the parts that Kenny or Butters said. They don't know how unhappy they both really were together. But what he's most worried about is when people find out about him and Craig. He knows people will talk, they'll stare, they'll judge him, they'll blame him for ruining his and Kenny's "perfect" relationship, even though Kenny was the one cheating.
No matter how hard he tried not to think about what's to come, he did. By the time he was about only a block away from the shop he had to stop. Tears were running down his face, his whole body was shaking, and his mind wouldn't stop racing with negative thoughts.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, he focused on a spot on the ground and thought of the positives. He has Craig and he wouldn't let anything bad happen to Tweek, he'll be there for him when he needs it. Craig loves him and he loves Craig, nothing anyone else says could change that.
He took one last deep breath and wiped his tears away with the back of his sweatshirt. The sweatshirt Craig gave him, the one with his last name on it. He doesn't need to be afraid or worried about tomorrow, because he's not going to be alone. He'll have Craig, and Clyde and Token, not that they have any idea about what happened either, but they will still be there for him. That's what friends are for.
He got to work with 7 minutes to spare. He entered through the door from the alley beside the shop, into the back room. He shed his jacket and sweatshirt and hung them up on the coat rack beside the door. He would keep the sweatshirt on but running around behind the counter and all the drink machines makes it way too hot to keep any excess clothing on.
He grabs an apron from the hook next to the door that leads out to the main room, tightening it around his waist. He had completely forgotten about his neck on the way there but was quickly reminded of it when he walked out and his parents openly stared at it. A blush covered his face, "S-stop looking at them, it's embarrassing."
He's come into work before with hickeys on him, but they were smaller and few in number. But these were big and all over him, he's going to have to yell at Craig for it. His parents stopped gawking at him and awkwardly went back to what they were doing.
Tweek loves working mornings, most people wouldn't, but it's his favorite shift. The people that come in are those who just want their morning coffee before they have to go off to their shitty job for the day. They don't try and make small talk, they don't want to talk to Tweek as much as he doesn't want to talk to them.
Another reason he loves mornings is the group of little old ladies that come in every once and awhile. There's three of them, Barb, Mary, and Sue. Every time they come in, they are always so nice to him, they'll tell him he's a handsome boy and he reminds them of their sons or grandsons. They (mostly Barb) will almost always give him a tip, and not in the tip jar. No, they always make sure he puts it in his apron pocket or his jeans pocket, that way they know he's getting it and it's not being given to someone else.
Tweek smiled when he saw the three enter the shop, talking loudly as always. He didn't even need to take their order, he knew it like the back of his hand. 2 black coffees, one coffee with extra cream and sugar, a blueberry muffin, a piece of coffee cake, and a sugar cookie.
When he brought their order over to the table they were at, Barb looked at him and said, "Oh sweetie, what did that boy do to you?" Tweek felt his face heat up again, these ladies are very forward. They figured out he was gay a while ago and they were very accepting, telling him to come to them if he ever had any boy trouble.
"You have to bring him here so I can give him a stern talking to," Mary said with a shake of her head. Maybe he should have worn a scarf, it would have saved him some embarrassment.
"Leave the boy be, he's young, he deserves to have some fun every once and awhile," Sue winked at him with a knowing grin, "Look at him, you're making the poor boy embarrassed." Sue laid a hand on his arm and gave it a reassuring squeeze. She was always Tweek's favorite of the three, she's been an almost grandmotherly figure for him. His own grandmother doesn't talk to his family since she had a falling out with his father, his other grandmother died when he was young. Tweek would often visit Sue at her home and spend the morning or afternoon there just gossiping, playing board games, or learning how to crochet with her. She's told him that ever since her children left town, she's been lonely and she looks forward to their time spent together. He likes their time together too, it makes him feel good making her happy.
He said a quick 'thank you' to Sure and hurried back up to the counter to continue making drinks for other customers.
The whole day he could feel his parents staring at him, and when he took his break to eat the lunch his mother brought for him was when his mom finally approached him. She had a playful smile on her face when she entered the back room, "So, how was it?"
The blond nearly choked on the apple he was eating, "What!?"
"Oh, come on Tweek. You never ask for the weekends off, and when you came in this morning you seemed much happier than you have in a while, not to mention your neck. It's easy to see that something happened." She leaned forward and placed her elbows on the table and rested her chin on her closed hands. "So, tell me, how was it? Was he gentle? Did he hurt you? Cause if he hurt my baby, he's got a world of hurt coming his way. Tell me you used protection, we all know Kenny's track record, and I don't want you catching anything-"
"It wasn't Kenny mom." He quickly covered his mouth with his hands, the words came out before he could even stop them.
His mom's rambling stopped, and she started at him with an expression mixed between confusion and shock. His parents have been supportive of him ever since he came out to them. They might not always be around when he needs them, or they might put the shop before him sometimes, but they do love and support him, and he loves them too. He was always closer with his mother, his father was more distant, more involved with the shop rather than his son. He told his mother everything about being in love with Craig, she was there when he cried himself to sleep some nights. When he started dating Kenny, she was really happy that he was finally trying to move on. She warned him to be careful, "boys like Kenny can easily break your heart."
His mother adored Kenny, she'd always ask how he was and how they were. He gave her vague answers, but she smiled and told him she was happy anyway. He never told her about how unhappy he was, he didn't want to upset or disappoint her.
Curiosity overtook her face, "Okay… well then who was it?"
Tweek's cheeks were hot, he focused on his fingers that were playing with a cap from his water bottle, "Craig."
His mom gasped, full on huge eyes, hand covering mouth, "Craig, as in Craig Tucker, Craig?"
"Y-yeah, that Craig."
"But what about Kenny, honey?" Her brow furrowed, he hadn't told her about what happened with Kenny, he understands why this is coming as a shock to her.
"I- he was," he took a deep breath, calming himself, "Kenny was cheating on m-me, I went over to his house Friday, and I found Butters there with him, so I broke up with him."
"Oh sweetie, that's horrible. I always knew that Stoch boy was trouble. And Kenny must not be much better if he did that to you." She grabbed his unoccupied hand, smile back on her face, "So, tell me how it was."
"M-mom that's a little weird, don't you think?"
"Maybe a little, but I just want to know if you're happy. That's the most important thing for me as your mother."
Tweek gave her a smile, "Yeah mom, I'm happy. R-really happy."
"Good, I'm glad." She pat his hand and stood. She leaned over the table and planted a kiss on his forehead. "I better get back out there. Come back out when you're done, please."
"Okay mom, I will." As he was finishing his lunch, he heard his phone ding. He pulled it out and sat it on the table, he saw Craig's name and a message underneath. He got a bubbly feeling in his stomach, a smile tugged at his lips. It was a simple good morning text, even though it was around 11:50 when he got it.
The two texted back and forth all day, earning Tweek many scolding's from his father. They had agreed that they would go to school together tomorrow, Craig would pick him up in his truck, and since football ended and baseball hadn't started yet, he could bring him home too. Even though they had been best friends for years, Tweek's never driven to school in Craig's truck, he was excited that he now had the chance.
It was much later, when Tweek got home and was ready for bed that he told his fears of tomorrow to the older teen. The blond nearly threw his phone when his ringtone started to go off, Craig was calling him. He answered with a shaky "H-hello?"
"Babe, there's nothing to be afraid of tomorrow, no one's going to say anything. And if they do I'll beat them up, alright?"
"No that's not alright Craig! You can't just go around beating people up, you'll get in trouble and get detention, o-or suspended. Then I'll be alone there with everyone talking about me, that's way too much pressure man! I can't deal with that much pressure. I-"
The blond boy was cut off by the voice on the other line, "Tweek, honey relax. I was only kidding okay? I'm not going to beat anyone up.. unless they deserve it. And there is nothing to worry about, everything will be fine. Okay babe?'
Tweek let out a sigh, Craig's probably right, "Okay."
"Good. I'll see you tomorrow, love you."
"Yeah, I love you too. Goodnight."
"Night honey." With that they both hung up. Tweek could breathe a little easier now, he kept repeating Craig's words, there's nothing to worry about, everything will be fine. He repeated them again and again until he fell asleep with no worries about the day to come.