🕸️ ;; Enemy 2 My Lover .┆Creek AU

chapter 7

Tweek's POV

As I was driving home from the store, with everything I needed for the project, I got a next from an unknown number.

It was Craig. How'd the fucker even get my number?  He then told me that my mother gave it to him. Of course she did.
I told him I was on my way back, and I found out he made dinner as well. At 4:30 pm? I usually have dinner at 6 or 7, but I guess he was hungry or something. It wasn't even dark out yet.

I had no trouble getting home, I parked my parents car outside the house and went inside. Once I got in, I saw Craig and My mother finishing up a conversation. Craig was smiling, but only for a second, until he recognized it was me. Then stone face appeared on him again, which was just his normal expression.

"Back--"

"Hi, Tweek."

"Hello, dear."

"I-uhh ... I need help getting things inside-"
"C-Craig, can you help?"

He sighed and got up from the chair, "Sure." He came over to me and I got out of his way. I followed him to the car, and opened up trunk. "S-so I got a couple things- Some were for the project, some were j-just simple things I needed-- I also got you a soda. Since you gave me money."

"Oh. Well, thank you."

I nodded as we got all the bags out of the car. "Who's gonna get the door?"

"I'll get it."

"Thanks."

"Mhm."

Craig went in front of me and took awhile to get the door open. "You bought a lot of shit."

"Haha. I got easily distracted by some things..."

"Of course you did."

"What does that mean?" But he didn't answer, he just opened the door and gestured that I should go inside. I did. "Thanks, again."

"Uh-huh." he muttered, while closing the door and bringing that bags to the kitchen. He took everything out of the bags and started putting things away. And i watched him, "I never expected someone like you to be responsible..-"

"Excuse me?"

"O-Oh- S-Sorry- I didn't mean t-to say that out loud-!"
...
"S-Sorry--"

"You apologies too much."

"O-Oh uh-- s-- o-okay-"

"I don't mind it. It's funny."

"I- How is me apologizing funny!?"

"I don't know, it's funny hearing- and watching you mess up all the time."

"Well that's just rude." He chuckled at my reaction and smiled, continuing to put the rest of the things away. And I blushed. 

Ugh, his smile is so hot for what? Hes so imperfect but perfect at same time. These feelings were so confusing.

The only things he left out were the modeling clay, the rods(to keep the planets up), and his soda. "Here, you carry the clay upstairs." I nodded and took the clay from him. "Since you didn't help put things away, you can carry the clay. Fine something else to carry too." I rolled my eyes and but the clay on the island, to find a spray bottle.

I then gathered everything and carried it upstairs to my room, and placed everything on the floor. And then went into my closet to look for some paint, I knew I had it somewhere. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, most likely Craig.

I went onto the floor to look under the shelves, since the paints weren't on the shelves. Okay, who the hell messed with my paint. They were on the shelves when I last used them.

...

"Pfft- why they hell are you on the floor?"

"Looking for my paint. It was literally right here." I said while rubbishing through almost everything in my closet. Until I felt something hit my backside.

"..."
"Did you just kick my ass?" I said while sitting up, turning around to Craig, who has just a foot away from me.

"Yes, I told you I would."

"Weak."

"You're really trying to start something, aren't you?"

"Mmm.... Maybe?" I said, standing up, just a couple inches away from Craig's face. My face felt red and I started shaking. I pushed Craig away from me and walked over to my bed, and sat down. Covering my face with my hands, embarrassed.

"What? Chickened out?" He snickered. I uncovered my face and watched Craig walk to everything that was on the floor. And then sat down near them. "Want to continue with project or not?"

I thought about it for a few seconds, and then got off my bed and sat across from Craig, in front of the things we were going to use for today. "Why'd you bring a cutting board?"

"You don't want clay on your carpet, do you?"

"N-No."

"Okay, then."

Craig then picked up a packet of clay and took it out of the package, putting it onto the cutting board. I realized his eye brows slightly narrowed down and shook off his hands. "That feels so fucking weird- ehh-" He shivered, and he looked disgusted. I tried holding back a laugh, his expression was too funny. I only cracked a smile and took the clay off the cutting board, ripping it into different sized pieces. I only worked on one, putting the rest back down.

"W-We're gonna need to use water or these are gonna dry up fast."

"Mhmm."

"Well, s-start helping."

He hesitated and took a piece of clay off the cutting board and began rolling it into a ball. I laughed and covered my mouth with my arm. "What the hell is so funny?"

"Your- Your f-fucking hesitation pi-picking up the clay--"
"I-It's so funny!! I-I've never seen a-anyone dislike the- feeling of c-clay so much-"

"You're being so dramatic about this."

"N-No- you!" I chuckled and then I felt something hit my forehead. Craig threw the clay ball at me and snickered.

"Excuse me?" I picked up the clay ball off the floor and threw it back at him, hitting him right in the face. He laughed as the clay ball fell into his lap. Then he fully smiled, showing his braces. My face felt warm and I smiled. I was sure that I liked him, he didn't seem that bad, when he wasn't making fun of me at least. 

"H-Hey uhm- I wanted to know something..-"

"Pfft- Uh, yeah? What is it?"

"I- uh-- ... D-Do you wanna be friends?"