Creek One Shots (Tweek x Craig)

Six - First snow

In this story they're in the beginning of 10th grade(2nd year of high school).

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POV Tweek

I walk outside with my coat and boots and sit on my porch. 10th grade started 3 weeks ago on September 3rd, and it's now snowing for the first time since around April of 9th grade. The long cold winters of Colorado can truly be a blessing or a curse.

We literally have snow for about half of the year, if not more. However, I find some comfort in the snow. It's familiar, and yet each time it looks so beautiful.

I look out at the snow in front of me. It's barely starting to pile up, it falls and melts on the ground. The snow is coming down slow, and it's creating little wet puddles from where they land.

A snowflake falls onto my nose and becomes water instantly from my own body heat. Some snowflakes are landing on my clothes, making them slightly damp. The sky is pretty cloudy, but the sun is making its attempts of trying to peek thru and hit my face. The clouds are as white as the snow, and the snow reminds me all of the winter holidays are just a few months away.

I text Craig. 'It's the first snow of the school year!' and wait for a response. I recieve a message from Craig that says 'Freezing cold harsh winter for a million days, here we come!' 

I chuckle at his message and invite him over. He accepts and arrives a little after he said he would, but it's no big deal. I greet him with our every day hug and kiss.

"You know it's supposed to get even colder tonight, so the snow might stick." Craig says in his brooding voice. No matter what he says, he always sounds poetic.

"Huh. Well, hopefully it doesn't pile up too crazy." I remark.

"Haha, yeah." Craig responds and we change the subject.

*4 hours later*

I look out the window of the room me and Craig are sitting in. It already looks like a winter wonderland outside, and it's only been snowing for a couple hours. The roofs of every house are white and the roads, trees and other things on the ground are covered in a similar white sheet of fresh fallen snow, not yet touched.

"Craig, look outside." I say in a slightly more monotone voice than normal. I'm too busy being mesmerized by the site to even think.

"Woah. How did that happen?" He asks. I just snicker, to acknowledge I heard what he said.

"Let's go out!" I request, turning my head around fast to face him. I use pleading puppy dog eyes.

"Hmmmm. Fine." Craig says. At that moment I grip onto Craig's slim hand and drag him downstairs. I credulously put on my boots and thick winter coat with mass amounts of haste. Craig is taking his sweet time. I try to quicken him up and he finally zips up his coat and I take his hand once more.

I yank him outside my front door and look at the beautiful scene in front of me. I am in heaven. I run forward and jump right into the snow in front of me and Craig gets pulled along. I look at the snow and it looks right back at me, shimmering from the lights of each house on my street.

I lay flat on the snow and create a snow angel, feeling like a kid again. The snow always gives me a feeling of nostalgia. Craig laughs at my angel, which is pretty deformed. I'm still laying down but used my gloves to create a shitty snowball, and chuck it right at Craig. It hits his arm.

He reaches down and forms an oddly perfect snow ball and throws it directly to me. It lands on my forehead and in some parts of my blonde hair peeking from out of my hood. He then leans down next to me and lays down right beside me, turning on his side to face me. I turn to face him too.

"Hehe, you've got a little something here." Craig chuckles lightly. He takes his hand and brushed the snow off of my face and hair. He looks so focused and I'm so amazed at his accentuated expression.

"Hmm thanks." I respond, giving him a huge smile. The snow is still falling down on us, but we don't mind the cold. We have always lived in the freezing winters, so to us, this weather is nothing more than a little bit chilly. 

Craig doesn't take his hand off of me after brushing the snow off though. He used his index finger to twirl my hair and then tuck it into my hoodie. He smiles warmly back at me.

Craig's cheeks and nose are bright red, covering his light freckles by the intense coloring. I can't tell if it is because of the cold or because he is flustered, but I can tell my face is red from both.

The iconic blue hat has Craig's hair is tucked inside, but it's starting to fall out and forwards. His black hair reminds me of the night time sky. The current sky is dark blue, just like Craig's shirt, hat and even his natural eyes. I guess blue is his lucky color. He sure looks good with it.

His face is slim and mysterious, but I know all his secrets. He looks like a god every time he smiles my way, and he is smiling big right now. I laugh quietly and reach my hand to him.

I place my hand gently on his cheek and rub it soothingly. This makes him laugh a little with me, and he grabs my hips and pull me closer to him. He's so much warmer than me. Now I'm basically on top of him and my I lay my forehead on his. His jacket is super puffy, basically like a pillow. I'm so comfortable in this spot I could fall asleep.

I close my eyes and sit there in peaceful silence. I don't intend to sleep, but just rest my eyes. He holds me in his arms in a way no one has before.

"Well don't fall asleep now!" Craig said, tapping the tip part of my button nose. I groan at this and nudge my head into his shoulder.

"But I'm so comfy." I reply.

"Haha okay. But we can do this indoors, yeah? Don't wanna get sick or something." He remarks. I groan quietly, signaling I don't feel like moving. After a couple seconds he picks me up bridal style in his arms. One hand carrying my back, and one hand holding my legs. My face stays buried in his neck.

Once we get back inside he takes off our shoes and our gloves and our jackets, all while I'm still in his hold. He must be stronger than I thought.

He brought us up the stairs into my room. We both change into pajamas and lay in my bed cuddling. I turn on my electric heat blanket, and we snuggle as we're watching the beautiful fresh snow fall and pile up on our small town's ground.