~Craig's P.O.V~
I got into bed. Then wrap my arms around him. I text Clyde to make sure when it's ten to get everyone out. I put my phone back. Then fell asleep with Tweek in my arms. When I wake up. I find him curled up to my chest. Like a cute dog! I laugh.
Tweek stretches and yawns. ''Good morning, coffee bean,'' I pat his head. He rubs his eyes and then hugs me. "good morning..." He lays his head back on my chest.
"Do you want me to make you some coffee?" I sit up. "mhmm... please." he lays back in bed. I kiss his forehead. Then leave. I start humming to myself as I make the coffee. I look down after I step into something.
There's blood everywhere. I sigh. But I clean it. Once I finish it. I grab a coffee mug. Then pour it into it. I walk up to my bedroom. I see Tweek sitting on my bed. I had him the coffee and then kissed him on his lips.
"how'd you sleep?" he shrugs. "I sleep fine. Your bed is super comfortable!" I smile. It's that way because I wanted you to be comfortable. Every night. All day. If you need anything! I would have gotten it for you! You wouldn't have to move a single muscle!
"oh! Really? Haha, I guess" I laugh a bit. "I-Im out of coffee!" I grab his mug. "I'll go get you some more" he smiles at me then I leave.
~Tweek's P.O.V~
I watch Craig leave and close the door. I get up and walk to his closet. I see a box at the top. I try jumping. But I don't get it. Why does he have to be so tall!? I grab his chair and stand on it. I hold the box and get down. I sit on his bed. I open the box and dump it on the bed. I find pictures of me and some other things like my hair. And one of my boxers..? Creep.
I look at the pictures. Then I hear him come in. I look at him and see his face pale. He drops the coffee mug. And runs towards me as it breaks. He falls to his knees at my feet.
"PLEASE DON'T BE MAD! I-IM SORRY!! I LOVE YOU!" he cries and wraps his arms around my legs. And looks at me with his head on my legs too. Like some slave... I pat his head gently "why d-do you have this... Stuff?" I picked up one of the pictures.
He moves his face down. "I love you... I'm sorry. I don't want anyone else to have you!.." he says in a whisper. I sigh. ''I-It's okay. I guess..? I'm sort of... AGH! creeped out, though.'' I continue to pat his head. He looks at me with some tears in his eyes. ''Are you GAH! Hiding anything else from me..?'' "Promise you won't get mad! Or call the cops...'' He hugs my legs tighter.
I nod my head. ''I-I killed... people... Only the ones who treated our relationship!'' I look at him, shocked. He sees my face and leans over. Then grabs my waist. ''I swear! I never wanted to! It's their fault! They tried to do things for you. And with you, I'm supported to do that kind of stuff! I can't let anyone else! have you!! They have such bad and unholy intentions toward you. I don't want you hurt!''
I gently grab his face and pull it toward me. I kiss him, ''It's okay. Stop doing... that. I love you. Only you.'' I like how he is basically putty in my hands. He wraps his hands around my head and kisses me.
We start kissing for what feels like 30 minutes. I start feeling out of breath. He pushes me onto his bed. Then he gets on top of me and slides his hand under my shirt. I feel. His hard rough hands moved up my shirt.
He slowly pulls away from the kiss. He looks at me with a tiny smile.
