A/N Heres a little longer chapter to make up for the last ones :P . As I said at the beginning, this is all done while I'm supposed to be studying. I only have one more day of studying. So the story probably only has one more chapter.

Still just own these words. Nothin else.

Enjoy!

Chapter Eight: Why Are You Doing This?

'Oh God! They're coming over again! Jesus! I can't take it anymore!'

"GAH! PRESSURE!" Tweek squeaks out. He sits at his bedroom desk, pulling his hair when suddenly the doorbell rings.

"Tweek dear, there are a few boys here to see you!"

"Hey Tweekers!" Kenny throws his arms out to hug the cowering blond who is holding the bedroom door open for his guests.

"AHH!" Tweeks hands fly to his hair as the taller teens body wraps around him.

"You okay?" Kenny pulls away as soon as the blond screams.

"Ngh! N-no!" Tweek uses all his force to push the other away. Kenny stumbles back into his apathetic boyfriend.

"Twe-"

"NO!" The addict screams and yanks at his wild hair. "GAH! I can't do this anymore! Ahh!" The couple remain still, both patient and genuinely interested in what the blond has to say.

"Ahh! Y-you both! Gah! You're a couple right?" Both nod. "THEN WHY DO YOU KEEP T-TOUCHING ME?" Tweek screeches at the two. The teen is almost in tears as he stairs helplessly at the couple in front of him.

"We'll stop if you want." Craig states flatly. Kenny turns to send his boyfriend a 'that's not the point' glare.

"Tweek," Kenny moves towards the cowering tweaker until he is but inches from his face. "What's actually bothering you?" The taller asks softly.

"Ergh! Oh god!" Kenny waits patiently as always. "Y-you both –Gah! N-no one touches me! B-but then you both just come along and like -Ah!"

'Hmm he never said he doesn't want us to touch him. I guess he's just… Confused.' The lanky boys arm wraps itself around Tweeks lower back, puling the smaller boy closer. Kenny's other arm moves to brush a strand of messy blond hair of the boy's in his arms. Tweek simply stares at the teen, mouth slightly agape; unaware of how to handle the situation, but loving it nonetheless.

"Hmm… I like your face." A sly smile grows on Kenny's face before he lightly pressing his lips to the others. Craig simply rolls his eyes at the flirt and walks towards the two. The brunette stands behind the small boy and wraps his arms around the blond's tiny waist. Kenny removes his face from Tweek's to turn the latter's head towards his boyfriend. Craig presses his mouth hungrily to the blonds' long desired lips, while Kenny possessively bites the smaller blonds neck. After a moment, both pull away panting heavily.

"How's that for touching Tweek?" Craig asks jokingly to the furiously blushing teen.

"Ah!"

"So shall we get this project done?" The couple both drop their arms from Tweek and move away like nothing happened.

"GAH! I don't understand!"

"You don't understand what Tweek? That we both like you? That you like two people? Two guys?" Craig asks impassively.

"YES!"

"Awe Tweekers it's okay. We like you, you like us, what's the problem?" Kenny asks happily.

"W-what? There's three of us man!"

"So?" Both boys chorus.

'They're insane! Jesus!' Tweek pulls at his shirt nervously.

"So Tweekers, how does being an only child affect your family?" Kenny asks calmly from the teens desk.

"What? How does th-that have anything to do with coffee?"

'Shit.' Kennys eyes grow wide at his realization.

"Um Tweek, we have a confession. We're not actually in media class, and this isn't really a documentary about coffee." Craig deadpans.

"WHAT? OH GOD! Are you two just filming me f-for shits? O-or is the government paying you? Oh god! They're gonna take me away! Jesus man!"

"Tweek!" Kenny shouts to break the tweaker of conspiracies.

"Tweek, the government isn't going to come get you. This was a project for Family Studies class. Since both ours are fucked up we didn't want to do them." Craig explains rationally. "So we decided to do yours since we thought it would actually be interesting."

"And you're awesome!" Kenny adds excitedly.

"Oh… W-well why did you bother lying to me?"

"I didn't think you would go for the whole 'can we stalk you for a few weeks?' approach." The tall blond asks from over on Tweek's bed. Craig pulls out his camera to begin recording.

"F-fair enough…" Tweek sits beside Kenny on his bed as Craig begins to film. "Eng! W-well I guess it's lonely to be honest. Th-there's never anyone around… My parents don't really care and –Gah! And no one hangs out with em because I have ADHD and -Ack! A coffee addiction." Without thinking Kenny quickly presses his lips back to his fellow blonds'.

"Fuck sakes Kenny." The raven-haired cameraman rolls his eyes again at his boyfriend.

"What! I missed them." The orange clad boy jokes and leaves Tweek flushed once again.

"Heh… Um, and, um… I guess my family doesn't go on a whole lot of trips together, cause of my anxiety. And there's no other child pushing t-trips or anything…" Tweek awkwardly pulls at his hoodies long sleeves.

"Well you won't be very lonely anymore now will ya?" The tall boy wraps his arms around he convulsing boy and kisses his cheek.

"Kenny. Do I need to do the questioning? Cause if you just keep touching the kid, then I will take over." Kenny flips off the cameraman, who returns the gesture unmoved.

"Awe babe just get our pretty faces so I can at least hold his hand."

"W-why do you guys like me?" Tweek interjects the bickering couple quietly.

"You're cute." Craig responds flatly.

"You're sweet." Kenny nuzzles his head to Tweek's cheek.

"You're insane."

"You're awesome!"

"You have nice eyes."

"You're awesome!"

"You're funny."

"You're aw-"

"Kenny I swear to god if you say awesome one more time."

"Aw-mazing?"

"Oh…" Tweek can feel his face warm after the joined compliments of the other boys.

A/N I know there are people reading this.

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