South Park x Reader (ONESHOTS)

Craig Tucker x Reader (sorta)

Is he mine?

Ages of Characters:

Craig - (20 in flashback) 25
Y/n - (18 in flashback) 23
Tweek - 20 (only in flashback)
Kenny - 25
Karen - 18 (?)
Kyle - 24

❗️WARNING: MENTIONS OF ABORTION, MISCARRIAGE AND OTHER STUFF/LANGUAGE RELATED TO AN UNWANTED PREGNANCY/CHILD❗️

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK
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~ Flashback, 5 years ago ~

Y/n's POV:

"Are you Fucking kidding me?!" I exclaimed as both boys scrambled away from each other. I did Not just catch my boyfriend and the guy he told me Not to worry about, fucking in My Damn BED!

"Y/n! It's not what it looks like!" Craig exclaimed as he reached down to grab his boxer shorts.

"Not what it looks like?! You were literally just pounding his ass!!" I yelled, gesturing towards the twitching blond beside him.

"I-I'm sorry Y-Y/n-"

"Shut it, you spazz!" I snarled, making him shrink back. I then glared at Craig. "I leave you alone in my house while I went shopping for our dinner for half an hour and you pull this shit?!"

"Y/n, let me explain-"

"No! Get the fuck out my house! Both of you!" I yelled as I slammed the bedroom door. May as well let then leave with just a sliver of dignity.

I let out a frustrated sigh and stormed back into the living room, passing through it to wander into the kitchen. I hope I still have that wine that bastard bought for our anniversary...

As I looked through the cupboards, I heard the faint opening and closing of doors before hurried footsteps came down the stairs and passed through the next room and out the front door. But another set of footsteps sounded like they were shuffling towards where I was and I whipped around to see a very guilty looking Craig.

"I thought I told you to fuck off." I snapped as I slammed the wine bottle in my hand onto the counter.

"Y/n, I'm sorry." He mumbled and I let out a scoff.

"Sorry?? You're only saying that because you got caught!"

"But I swear I didn't mean for that to happen! He knew where I was and just invited himself over!"

"Don't you blame Tweek!" I retorted, pointing the corkscrew that was in my hand at him. "You're the one who makes the advances, Craig. You know how Tweek reacts to you!"

"But I'm telling the truth, Y/n! He came onto me this time!"

"This time?!" I exclaimed as I harshly popped the cork out the bottle. "How many times have there been, Tucker?!!"

"That's not what I-"

"Shut up, just Shut Up!" I shouted as I slammed the corkscrew down onto the counter. "My brother was right about you... You just like to fuck around just like he does!"

"Did you just compare Me to Kenny??" He seethed, glaring at me.

"So what if I did? You're acting just like he does!" I snarled, my fingers capturing the counter in a death grip. "You best be glad he and my family are out at the moment... Otherwise you'd be dead where you stand."

"Like I'm scared of a couple McCormicks." He scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"Just get out already before I call my brothers..." I mumbled, the tears that he doesn't deserve brimming my eyelids.