Heaven
Craig was playing a horror game in his bedroom, sitting cross-legged on his floor. Tweek was leaning against the bed, making an effort to ignore the disturbing images on the screen. He was picking at a new scab on his arm, wearing one of Craig's shirts because he had spilled coffee on his own, and it was oddly soothing, to be enveloped in Craig's smell.
"I-in church yesterday, we talked about Heaven, a-and it scared me, what he said…" Tweek interjected, and Craig grunted, showing that he was listening.
"I-if Heaven is perpetual happiness for eternity, then… Wouldn't it get boring? Li-like… I'm afraid that after a while, I wouldn't be able to appreciate the good things because nothing bad would happen, and it would just become maddeningly dull. Like in that one Twilight Zone episode, where the guy gets everything he wants forever, and it drives him insane. A-and then I'd be thrown into Heaven jail, so I don't want to go there, but I don't want to go to Hell either, because it's perpetual pain, a-and I read Dante's Inferno; that doesn't sound any better and oh God I'm so scared!"
"Heaven is bullshit." Craig answered simply, not once looking away from his game.
"Nothing happens after we die." Tweek looked at his apathetic stare with unadulterated panic.
"Wh-what, we just cease to exist?"
"That's right." He paused his game when there wasn't a response, glancing over at Tweek, who looked like he might cry.
The brunette sighed, set his controller down, and rested his head on Tweek's lap, giving an almost-smile. The other teen calmed just a bit, returning the expression and blinking moisture away.
"Heaven, I think, is like scratching a bug bite on your ankle, but it never hurts, along with a constant nicotine high and an eternity with the people you love." Craig said, grabbing Tweek's hand and kissing his wrist.
"Or like a hot fudge sundae, when you get just the right amount of fudge and ice cream, and it's melty, smooth, cold, and warm at the same time, only all over instead of just on your tongue." Tweek calmed considerably at Craig's words.
"And it never gets old because the happiness is always changing, and you never really forget pain, so you can always appreciate it." He waited for a moment to see if Tweek would burst into tears like he was afraid would happen when he had told him there was no afterlife. When he was confident that the blond was alright, Craig returned to his previous position on the floor and pressed start on his game.
He was startled stiff when there were arms thrown around his neck, a face pressed into his back. The brunette paused his game again, eyeing his companion from over his shoulder. There were blue eyes looking back at him before they screwed shut, Tweek breathing in his scent because it was the most comforting thing he knew of.
"You're my Heaven, Craig." He muttered into the other teen's back, and Craig looked genuinely surprised. His expression melted into a sincere smile, and there were fingers running through unruly hair.
"You're my world." The brunette replied softly, too soft for Tweek to hear, more mouthing than speaking.