It was a Wednesday night when everything changed.

The two boys hadn't exactly decided on what they were to each other, but they were more than friends. Craig had been sitting in his room at his desk, working on geography homework, when his phone went off.

"Hello?"

"Craig! Ah! I know i-it's like 9 at night! I-I just didn't know who to call!" Craig dropped his pencil in alarm.

"What's wrong?"

"S-Someone came into the store and they, ngh! They had a- a gun, and they-!"

"I'll be right there." He hung up without waiting for a response, it was already clear to him what happened. Some douchebag robbed the store. He ran down the stairs and out of the house, he heard his mom call his name from the kitchen, but didn't stop. For some reason he felt most angry at Tweeks parents, this is exactly why a 9th grader shouldn't be handling a store alone at night!

He turned the corner, seeing two police cars outside Tweek Bros. Coffee. A few bystanders had gathered. As he approached his eyes focused on spiky blonde hair, he was shaking uncontrollably. The blonde was talking to one of the officers.

Craig hung back a few steps, waiting for him to finish. But the blonde had already noticed him. Craig walked forward.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Y-yeah I think so." He replied. Craig narrowed his eyes as he looked through the doors of the shop. Coffee filters were thrown on the floor, napkins too.

"What happened?"

"A-a guy just ran in, he had a ski mask on. H-he held a gun and told me to back up. I did, and he took the money in the register, then he ran o-out." Craig scowled, what a prick. This town had never been great, it was awful. But he couldn't help but be fucking pissed, someone had pulled a gun on his Tweek. On this anxious, adorable boy, though they'd probably never find this guy. He'd kick his ass if he did.

Tweek was looking up at him, still shaking, he looked terrified. Craig wrapped one arm around his waist.

"Are your parents gonna come over here and see what happened?" Craig asked.

"They said they would in the morning.."

"They aren't even gonna come and get you!?" He felt his previous anger returning, he hated Tweek's parents. "You can sleep at my house tonight." He looked back down at Tweek, the boy was trembling less. Suddenly he wrapped his arms around Craig's torso tightly. The noirette felt a tug at his heart. He hugged the twitchy blonde back, the policemen were checking things out inside the store right now anyways.

-later-

They walked home, hand in hand. Craig didn't care if his parents yelled at him when he got home, they loved Tweek, and wouldn't dare turn him down after what happened tonight.

As they walked in the door, his mother marched into the living room.

"Craig Tucker! Where on earth have you been!"

"Tweeks parents shop got robbed an hour ago, Tweek called me so I ran over." He said casually. His mother gasped. She ran over to Tweek.

"You poor thing! You can stay here for the night if you'd like, do you want anything? Food, a coffee?" She rambled.

"N-no thank you, I'm kinda tired, b-but thank you for letting me stay here." He replied quietly. Craig was a little surprised the blonde had turned down a coffee, but he understood. Tonight had been a hellish night. They said goodnight to Craig's mom and Craig led him upstairs.

Tweek once again borrowed some of Craig's pjs. And Craig still adored the sight of him in his oversized shirts. He gave Stripe #4 some hay for the night, and let Tweek hold him for comfort.

Craig grabbed his phone from where he left it on his desk. He quickly texted Token and Clyde the situation.

*Clyde: omg :( ! Tweek dont worry me and Token will hunt this dude down for u!*

*Token: No I wont*

*Clyde: FINE! DONT WORRY TWEEK I WILL :3*

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*Craig: have fun clyde. Night losers*

*Token: Night.*

Craig smirked and showed Tweek, hoping it would cheer him up slightly. To his relief the blonde chuckled.

"Clyde's an idiot." The blonde said, smiling. Craig couldn't help but smile. The boy in front of him was just so.. Perfect. How could anyone hold a gun to that adorable face.

Craig realized he was walking towards Tweek. He hugged him tight. Tweek had been through such a rough night, he deserved to feel loved. Craig pulled away and gently pressed his lips to the blondes forehead.

Tweek's face was flushed red, but he hugged Craig back. The blonde squeaked in surprise as he was lifted off of the ground. Craig set him on his bed, leaned over him. He pressed a kiss to both of the twitchy boy's cheeks and flopped down beside him.

"Who ever thought Craig Tucker could be so affectionate." Tweek spoke aloud. Craig smirked and turned on his side.

"I love you." He said casually, still smirking. He laughed as the blonde froze, his face now beat red. Craig didn't care if Tweek wasn't ready to say it back. He was content as long as Tweek knew. Craig yawned, exhausted after that crazy night.

Tweek moved over until they were pressed together, and pressed his head to Craig's chest. Craig didn't hesitate to wrap his arm around the blonde.

"I-I'm glad you're here.. And that you care about me, and that you came to get me tonight.." Tweek finally said softly. Craig was glad Tweek couldn't see the tint of red on his face. That was more than Craig wanted to hear.

He tightened his hold on the blonde, snuggling deeper into his spiky unkempt hair. It smelled of coffee, like Tweek. He felt his eyelids getting heavy. He was so warm, he never thought anyone would ever want to be with him like this. Neither had he thought that he would want to be with anyone like this. To everyone else he was an emotionless, boring, asshole. And he was fine with that.

But to Tweek, he was more. He was "affectionate" which he had discovered only moments ago. Someone really wanted him around. And not just because he was their kid or sibling. Someone he had no correlation with, wanted him around.

Perhaps Tweek felt the same, considering his parents were so neglectful. Perhaps they were meant for eachother for this reason.

In his tired swirling thoughts, Tweek seemed to be the only thing that mattered to him. He would help to calm Tweek's worries, he'd listen to Tweek's anxieties and fears. Help him cope with North Korea again if he had to. And he would leave everything, his work and his family, in the middle of the night if he had to, for Tweek.

He prayed that Tweek felt the same. If they were laying together like this, he had to right? Craig trusted him. That they would be together forever.

-later-

Craig reluctantly opened his eyes, morning light flooding in through his curtains. He was laying on his back, with Tweek against his chest. He was sooo happy that wasn't a dream.

He looked down to see the blonde looking at him with half-lidded eyes. Craig smiled.

"Morning."

"Morning" Tweek replied. Craig hugged him tighter, relishing the warmth he gave off.

"Er, what time is it?" He asked, yawning.

"10:00."

"We're late for school!" He panicked.

"Your Mom came in, she said since last night was so rough we could stay home and rest." The blonde laid his head on Craig's chest. The noirette smiled, kissing the boy's forehead once more. They soon fell back asleep.

From then on, Craig came to Tweek Bros. Coffee everyday after school. If some douchebag wanted to hold a gun on his Tweek, he sure as hell would be there to kick them in the balls this time.

A/N) Hello! Second chapter, here it is! I like this chapter a lot more, I hope you do too!