Chapter 3: Beware of the Nice Ones II

The library was as empty as predicted, even the librarian was nowhere to be seen. The books and other horizontal surfaces was covered with a uniform layer of dust. This place clearly hasn't seen much love in this new digital information age. It creeped Tweek out, as if a ghost will pop out soon and haunt him!

Tweek felt a cold hand on his shoulder and let out a little yelp. Turning around he saw Kyle with his hands up and his brows frowned in a look of concern. "Sorry dude, I just found a desk we can sit at." Tweek calmed his breathing, before nodding and following the redhead to a secluded corner of the library. "Ok, so I think the best method to doing well on a maths test is to do plenty of examples. You can start by reading my notes I made for the mid-term test."

Tweek watched as Kyle slid his open notebook to his side, it was full of neat equations and words written elegantly in many assorted colours. As he made to grab the book, his hand accidently brushed the other boy's own hand. Kyle immediately pulled away as if burnt and cradled the now shaking hand with his other hand. He looked away with a clear blush on his cheeks. That is when Tweek realised, Kyle must be as scared of this place as he was! He needed to be brave for Kyle's sake.

"It's ok Kyle, I know how you are feeling." Tweek asserted with projected confidence.

"Y-you do?" Kyle looked at the other boy with wide eyes.

"Yes, and it's ok. I feel it too." The blond-haired boy nodded his head rapidly in added emphasis.

"Y-you do?!" Kyle's mouth fell open. "B-but it's wrong, we shouldn't. I mean what about Craig?"

Craig? How does he have anything to do with this? "We can't help what we feel."

"Tweek…" Kyle brought up his hand to stroke Tweek's cheek. This close, he could almost taste the warm aroma of coffee beans on the tip of his tongue. He stared into those green-blue eyes, they really were a matching pair. Tweek's face suddenly turned into an interesting shade of red.

"Eh? Oh god! Do I actually have something on my face this time?!" Tweek suddenly remembered how he faceplanted onto his food during lunch. How embarrassing if he was really walking around with food on his face! Pulling away, he wiped his face rapidly with the back of his sleeves.

Kyle looked at the other in extreme confusion. "No dude." Now that the spell was broken, his rational side kicked in and realised there must have been some miscommunication. "Um, to clarify, what did you mean by your feelings?"

"Ahh! We-well, this place is really scary, don't you agree?" Tweek's eyes darted around the filled bookshelves in the room, as if to catch something sneaking up on them. "I feel like it's haunted."

Kyle couldn't help but feel a bit of disappointment. However, that feeling washed away as he stared at the trembling boy, and how adorable he was being right now. "Sorry, you're right. We should study at my place next time." He watched as the blond boy jumped in his seat and turned towards an apparently soundless disturbance.

Now Tweek really regretted stopping Craig from following them, as his stoic partner often helped him feel safe in situations like this. Though Kyle seemed to understand him, so that made him feel a bit better. "Thanks Kyle. You are a really are good guy, and a good friend."

Sighing, Kyle muttered "… friend, right." He visibly took in a breath, as if preparing to dive right into the deep end. "Actually Tweek, I do need your help on something important."

The blond noticed how serious Kyle was being. His mind quickly conjured up images of Kyle admitting he was a ghost and needed help moving on. Or worse, a vampire who needed to suck his blood to live. Wait, can a diabetic even be a vampire? Doesn't blood have sugar in it? Maybe it's ok as long as he took insulin. "Nngh! Wha-what is it?"

Kyle took in another deep breath. "I uh, I think I'm gay." He paused for a second before rephrasing his previous statement. "No, I know I'm gay, because I have a crush on another guy."

"Oh." That was the last thing the twitching boy expected the other to say. He is just like Craig, Tweek thought with a gentle smile. "Don't worry, I don't mind. Who is it, Stan?"

This caused Kyle to let out a large chuckle which reverberated around in the empty library, "Stan!? I knew that dude since preschool, he's practically my brother! That'll be strange... besides he's straight."

"Oh, then Kenny?" Tweek asked curiously.

"No dude, the same reasoning as Stan. He's a good guy, but he's actually pretty weird when it comes to... relationships."

"Wait... Ahh!" Tweek's eyes widened with disbelief. "It couldn't be Cartman!?" The sound of a stack of books toppling over onto the hard floor surface came from elsewhere in the room, but both boys were too absorbed in their conversation to even notice.

"Sick! Maybe in an alternative universe where I'm a freak in chains! Dude, can you please stop?"

"Sorry I couldn't help myself," Tweek laughed. Kyle decided he liked it much better when Tweek was cheerfully carefree, over being adorably frightened. "I'm really happy you told me, but how could I help you?"

Kyle stared for a moment, enchanted at the other's genuine smile, before replying softly, "Tweek, you can help me more than you know it." Kyle forced himself to break eye contact, before continuing "… but not here. Plus, lunch is about to end soon, and my next class is annoyingly on the other side of the school." He then pushed himself to stand up and start packing up his stuff. "Could you meet me immediately after school in the gymnasium? Alone?"

Honestly, Tweek really wanted to walk home with Craig again. However, Kyle seemed to be a genuinely nice guy, using his own time to help him and even telling him personal secrets. Tweek felt gratitude, so if there was something he could do to help him in return, he would. "Nngh! O-Ok Kyle, I'll meet you there."

"I'll see you there then." said Kyle, as he returned a kind smile before leaving.

Tweek suddenly remembered where he was, all alone now, and quickly started throwing all his stuff in his backpack unceremoniously. The now trembling boy walked half way to the door when he heard it. The sound of heavy footsteps behind him, in the direction he was just sitting at. "Ahh! Jesus Christ!" cried Tweek as he ran the rest of the way out.

Author's Note:

Sorry for throwing Kyle x everyone else under the bus haha. There is a reference to the most reviewed/followed Kyle x Cartman (Kyman) fanfiction on this website at the time (Kyle in Chains by DanniDinmont), therefore this line is slightly different on AO3.

I would prefer if you commented/followed me on AO3, however here is fine as well. I will be updating this fanfiction on the AO3 website a few hours earlier than .

This story is tagged as part of the mystery genre, so I look forward to seeing how much you guys can figure out beforehand!

- A. Valentine