Tweek took Butters to the couch as his breathing slowly began to even out. Tweek sat first and pulled the upset boy into his lap. He planted kisses to his face as he whispered sweet things to him. Butters head eventually fell to Tweek's shoulder in exhaustion.

" I don't want to be like him," Butters whispered sadly. He repeated it like a mantra. Like if he stopped he would forget. It sounded like something he chanted a lot in his head that he couldn't seem to escape.

" Like who?" Tweek finally asked as he ran fingers up and down the other boy's arms.

" Like my ex," Butters answered after awhile. Tweek held him tight as he began to cry softly once again.

" Tell me about it Butters. Say everything on your mind."

" He started out so sweet," Butters started with a shaky voice. " He made me feel special. Like I was the most special thing in the world. It was like that for an entire year. THen everything changed when we moved in together." Butters shifted slightly in Tweek's grasp, as if he could shake the memories flowing through his mind. Tweek just continued to listen, his grip never faltering.

" It started with him just saying mean things every now and then. It escalated quickly though," Butters took a stuttered breath. " The first time he hit me it was actually while we were having sex. He didn't like the way I was riding him. HE apologized right away and I forgave him. I figured he just got wrapped up in the moment. I was wrong."

Butters tried to shift again and bumped into one of Tweek's bruises. Tweek tried not to react but he couldn't help but let out a hiss of pain. BUtters looked up at him with a look of terror. " I'm fine," Tweek said reassuringly with a kind smile. " Keep talking."

BUtters ran his hand softly over the bruise on Tweek's wrist. " It got to the point where I was always covered in bruises. We were together for another year after that. My breaking point wasn't the bruises or the hurtful words. It wasn't even his attempts to keep me away from my friends. It was the night he raped me and beat me within and inch of my life."

Tweek shuddered at the horror of it. Craig had done a lot of horrible things but he had never laid a hand on him. He couldn't imagine him ever getting to that point. " I remember making the decision to leave but I don't remember actually leaving. The next thing I remember is Eric opening the door and rushing me to the hospital."

Tweek sat in silence. At first waiting to see if Butters had anymore to say and then just to let Butters sit in quiet for a little while. " You know," Tweek finally said after a few moments of silence. " These bruises don't make you like him. I got these bruises from you giving me pleasure. I enjoyed myself. Hell, I'll let you do it again as many times as you want."

Butters looked up at Tweek with something in his eyes, something he didn't recognize. Then suddenly Kenny was there, three plates of breakfast balanced precariously in his arms. " There's my two favorite men. I've got breakfast," he said trying to lighten the mood. Eric followed behind him with glasses and a pitcher of orange juice.

He sat it down on the coffee table with a loud clunk. " I'm going to work. Don't say I've never did anything for you."

" Thank you," Butters said softly, his hazel eyes meeting Eric's brown. Cartman simply gave a nod and headed out the door.

" You feeling any better?" Kenny asked as he dug into his breakfast. Butters nodded and shifted himself off of Tweek's lap. He bit into his breakfast and gave a wide grin.

" This is really good Ken," he said brightly. Kenny gave him one of his charming smiles. Tweek gave a thumbs up in agreement, his mouth too full to agree verbally.

The rest of breakfast passed quietly. They were too busy enjoying the meal to have any discussions. When they were finished , the TV turned on for entertainment, Tweek stood and began clearing dishes. " I can get that," Butters said as he watched Tweek move around with a slight limp.

Tweek stopped and sent him a lopsided smile. " Don't worry about it. I've got to stretch out the last of this soreness," Tweek said with a wink. Butters' cheeks turned bright pink and heard Kenny give a barking laugh. He curled up onto the couch and slowly drifted off to the sounds of their merriment.