When the Stars Align | Creek

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A month had passed; Craig would stop by and visit Tweek at work.
Sometimes, Tweek would bring Craig some desserts he baked that day.

"These look delicious, babe." Craig smiled up at Tweek, that same smile that made Tweek fall for him.
"I hope you like them, I had the opportunity to make these." Craig took a bite out of one, his face immediately brightened up as he looked up at Tweek.
"These are amazing! I'm not usually a sugary type of guy, but these aren't that sweet at all!"
"I made them with you in mind." Tweek commented, causing Craig to blush a bit.
"Thinking about me at work?" He teased, Tweek nodded as he grew a bit embarrassed. "It's ok, I think about you a lot too." Craig smiled again. "Oh, that reminds me..." Craig started off as he set down his plate.

"What is it?"
"You might want to sit down."
"You're making me nervous, Craig.." Tweek replied as he sat down across from him. Craig let out a sigh.
"You know how I managed to finish the program last week?" Tweek nods, his leg started jumping in place. "Well... I was given the opportunity to go out to space in a few days!" Craig said with a prideful grin, spreading his arms out in a slight celebratory manner.
Tweek sat there, his eyes wide as he began to grow nervous.

"What if something goes wrong, though!?- Are you sure you're ready??" He asked profusely.
"I'll be fine, honey. I trained for 2 years for this."
"I know, I was a part of it—"
"But not the whole way through." Craig corrected, "Plus, it's just to help two others fix a satellite."
"Oh god, Craig, please don't go, turn down the opportunity!" Tweek's voice grew a bit high pitched, something that occurs when he grows anxious.
"Honey, please. I can't"
"What do you mean you can't!?" Tweek instinctively shouted, causing Craig to grow a bit upset.
"I already agreed, Tweek!" He shouted back, Tweek flinched.
"SERIOUSLY CRAIG!? YOU JUST FINISHED TRAINING, THIS ISN'T SMART!" Tweek shot back, immediately pulling his hair as he grew more anxious by the second.

"Just say you don't support my dream! You know I've always wanted to go!"
"ITS NOT SAFE! WHAT IF YOU DIE!?"
"I won't die! stop overreacting!" Craig shot back. He grew angry at the other the further the conversation went. "Seriously, Tweek! I thought you would be more supportive about this!"
"I'm happy for you, but what if you get hit or something!?" Tweek continued shouting out more horrible scenarios.
"CAN YOU STOP FOR JUST ONE SECOND!?" Craig finally shouted over Tweek, causing him to just stare. "Finally, I can achieve my dream of going to space, and you pull this!? Tweek, I was hoping you would be supportive!"
"But—"
"No, get out."
"Craig.."
"I SAID GET OUT! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" Tweek froze. He stayed silent for a few seconds before standing up and grabbing his things.
"Fine. Goodbye, Craig Tucker.

Tweek turned and left, slamming the door behind him.

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The day soon came; Craig had messaged Tweek, but to no avail. He had tried apologizing, but all his texts were left on delivery.
Craig messaged Tweek, an invitation to see him off.

He got his belongings and went to his car. He was excited, but upset nonetheless, he scolded himself all through the week due to his argument with Tweek. He only imagined how Tweek was handling everything.

He arrived at the station, seeing his dad's car there. He got out and met up with them before he went inside.
"Dad, mom!" He smiled.
"Oh, Craig!" Laura came over, pulling her son into a tight hug. Tricia stood behind them, leaning against the car, not bothering to look at them.
"Tricia." Craig spoke out as his mom let him go. He held his arms out, invitingly. Immediately, she walked over and hugged him, burying her face in his chest.
"Are you crying?" He asked softly.
"Shut up.." She answered quickly, "Don't you dare take too long, and you better visit afterward!" She demanded.
"I will, don't worry." He chuckled, Tricia pulled away and wiped away a few tears. Thomas stepped up, placing a hand on Craig's shoulder.
"I'm proud of you, boy." He smiled, Craig smiled back, feeling himself grow emotional. He threw himself at his father. Thomas wrapped his arms around his son.
"Thank you, dad.." He whispered.