Craig x Tweek, "My little twich."

Chapter 9: Bandages

"Craig? Honey? Can you hear me?"

Craig opens his eyes to see a completely pitch-black room, and in the middle was Tweek.

Craig runs over, "Tweek!" he hugs him, "Where am I?"

Tweek is silent for a minute, "Well....you kinda got tasered and kicked off the second story, so um.... you're kinda knocked out....this is your head."

"My head? Wow.... it's so..empty...." Craig is silent, "Yeah, checks out...." Craig looks back at Tweek, "Are you the same one that talked to me before Tweek woke up? Or are you different?"

"The same." The dream Tweek reaches for Craig's head and takes off his hat, "You know.... the real Tweek loves you." he messes with Craig's hair, "And he needs you. So even if it's dangerous, don't stop helping him. Especially while the person that harmed him is still free."

In the dream, Tweek stops playing with Craig's hair and puts his hat back on, "They're not done with Tweek. They are going to come back and try to finish him, and the worst part is....it could be anyone."

Craig's eyes widen, "They are coming back!?"

Dream Tweek nods as they raise their hand and a picture of Clyde appeared, "It could be your best friend," they then make a picture of Butters, "The last person you think," they then end it with a picture of Cartman, "Or....the first person you think...." the pictures then disappear, "It's up to you to figure out. Ok?"

Craig thinks, "Me? H-How do you know any of this!? How will I figure it out!? How!?"

Dream Tweek cupped Craig's face, "Shhhh~ It's fine. Trust me." Craig looks into dream Tweek's eyes, his beautiful blue eyes, Craig loved real Tweek's eyes, and dream Tweek's were the same, "I trust you."

Dream Tweek smiles, "Good. Now wake up."

"Wait! Will I see you again!?"

Dream Tweek frowns before saying, "I don't know but....it doesn't matter. I don't exist anyway. You have the real Tweek. The one you actually love. You don't love me, you just love what I am trying to imitate."

Craig nods, it was true, he didn't love him, he just loved what it was trying to pretend to be, the real thing, the real Tweek, "You're right. Thanks."

"Great....now wake up! I-he! Loves you! Now go!" dream Tweek's voice faded as Craig's vision went black and slowly went back to reality.

~*~

Craig woke up in a hospital bed, "What the-"

He was interrupted by the voice of his love saying, "Craig! You're awake!"

Craig looks to his side to see Tweek, in a wheelchair, "Tweek!"

Tweek smiled and hugged Craig, "Thank god! You're ok!" he looked at Craig seriously, "You got hurt!"

Craig laughs nervously, "Right....sorry hon...."

"Gees Craig....I'm just happy it's not too bad."

"Heh. Right." Craig went to scratch the back of his neck when he felt something, bandages, all around his head, he looked at his arm and saw them around his arms and legs. He bends his legs, luckily it does not hurt, "Good. It doesn't stop me from moving." he smiles and then looks at Tweek.

He looks into his eyes, "Wow....your eyes are so much prettier than I remember." It was true, they were, so much prettier than any dream could ever make.

"Oh Craig.~" Tweek blushes. Craig chuckles and kisses his forehead. Tweek smiles and then remembers something, "Oh! Right! The doctors said that I can go today if I want! Though they said that you will have to stay for two days."

"Oh? How long have I been out?"

Tweek thinks, "About....two days."

"Two days!! Gees! Time wasted...."

Tweek puts a hand on Craig's shoulder, "Hey, it's ok. It's just two days compared to your whole life!"

Craig sighs, "Right....Your right....ok...."

Tweek smiles and snuggles into Craig's chest, "Just relax....you can relax for a few days. You can solve this mystery after you recover. For now though..just.. relax. Ok?"

Craig nods, "Ok. Um....sorry for the....for not getting you your food."

Tweek shrugs, "It's ok. Your mom offered to get me some food. She only left a few minutes ago I can text her to get something for you too if you want."

Craig nods, "Sounds nice."

Tweek pulls out his phone, "What do you want?"

"Big Mac."

"Got it." Tweek texts Craig's mother and then puts his phone away.

Craig stares into space for a minute before saying, "Cuddle?"

"Yes!" Tweek scoots his way off the wheelchair and lays down next to Craig.

Craig wraps his arms around Tweek, "Would your mother mind."

"Nah as long as my dad doesn't see this then it's fine."

"Your dad has a problem with this?" Tweek asks.

"He's....fine with me being gay....but he's still..getting used to it....you know?"

Tweek nods, "Yeah....I guess." he snuggles more into Craig's chest and they both, peacefully, rest and fall asleep.

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