Even at opposite sides of the movie theater, Craig could feel his boyfriend anger/disappointment for being separated like that. He propably planeed the whole thing on his head, the perfect set up for a kiss that would not kill him with anxiety, and sitting together probably was a major feature. As they walked until there, Craig even offered to go away again, but the blonde just argued that he didn't wanted to waste the tickets.
"Fuck." Craig sighed, feeling annoyied and stressed, until the vibration of his cellphone on silent mode caught his attention.
Babe 3 : I can't focus on this damn thing
Craig: It just started baby
Babe 3 : I cant! !
Babe 3 : Now that I think being in a dark room with a lot of strangers is fucking dangerous
Babe 3 : I don't wanna die
Craig: U not gonna die babe
Craig: Are u sure that you not want to leave?
Babe 3 : But the tickets!
Craig: Not giving a single fuck
Babe 3 : But don't you wanna see this movie?
Craig: Not really
Craig: I came because I didn't have anything better to do at the weekend
Babe 3: WHAT
Babe 3: WHY DIDN'T U TOLD ME BEFORE
Craig: Well I kinda did
Babe 3: And how we're supposed to get away?
Babe 3: WE GONNA BOTHER PEOPLE THAT ARE WATCHING THE MVOIE AND THEY'RE GOING DO JUDGE US
Craig: Would love to see someone trying
Babe 3: What about the guys? They're going to be angry at us
Craig: Wait a second
Craig changed to the other chat, wich he had already changed the name to something more suitable.
The best and the trash
Kyle: Stop texting in the middle of the movie fatass!
Craig: Hey guys Tweek is not feeling well I'm taking him home
Clyde Dickvan: Is your little kissing plan ruined? Poor Tweek
Craig: Shut up dick
Babe 3: ...
Craig: U dead Clyde
Craig: Bye
There wasn't even necessary to call Tweek to go away. When Craig took his eyes away from the cellphone's screen, he was already running away in despair. The black-haired boy only got to cath him up at the theater's exit, where he was panting and failling miserably at opening a candy bar.
"Calm down, babe. What's wrong?" Craig asked. guiding him to sit at a nearby bench.
"Clyde! C-CLYDE SaId!" He shaked his hands, dropping the chocolate.
"He's just trying to mess with you, okay? You don't need to be so worried honey." Craig knew that probably the lie was not going to be useful at that point, but hoped that, for a miracle, it left his boyfriend calm enough.
"Actually..." Tweek paused, holding his hands together and looking down. "There is something I really need to tell you, but I'm afraid you'll be angry at me."
"Well, I can't guarantee anything if you don't tell me. But I'll probably not get mad at you, dude. Is kind of hard to me."
"To care about something enough to be angry?' Tweek laughed a little.
"To be angry at you." Craig brushed his lips against the other boy's cheeks, and he looked like his confidence to talk was better after that short conversation.
"Craig this whole movie thing was a plan. I was trying to find the right moment to kiss you. But everything just gone to hell and now I'm pissed sad angry-"
"Calm down, honey." Craig hugged him, facing a decision: Should he tell him that he knew about that the whole time? They say being honest is the best thing to do, but... Tweek put a lot of effort at that plan and trying to be calm enough to not "screw things up", so maybe, just maybe, a little lie that could help him at trying new things by himself would not be so bad after all. "I'm not angry, okay? I mean, why would I be?"
"Because I was hiding something from you or maybe! Maybe you didn't wanted to kiss me or something! That is way too gay man!" Tweek stated in agony, finally giving voice to his worst fear.
"Just like me and you, so what?" Craig chuckled, getting up and waiting for Tweek to join him.
"Where we going?" He asked.
"Isn't that obvious?" Craig stared at him with a encouraging smile. "Let's find a quiet place to have this kiss without interruptions, babe. Just me, you and a final dot at this story."
"Eh?" Tweek's face was probably stealing all of his body's blood, as he got red and started to mumble things with no logic. "Are you serious?!"
"You know that I'm always serious. Except when I'm not." Craig pulled him by the hand, finally thinking about the perfect place they could go. And, even though he hated to admit, anxiety was getting his nerves too.