•The Curse•

ch. 40

Molly POV

I wake up with a good sleep, I was about to get up and make some food for the group sense im feeling nice today but then I turned to my right and see the blind lovers sleeping together.

Now this ruined my day because one, they are basically mocking me being alone, two they will get freaky in a few minutes and I gotta stop that before it gets uncomfortable.

At this point I ain't feeling like making food for them, so now it's time for me to yell to 'wake them up' and get ourselves moving for the day sense we haven't done shit for a few chapters and nothing fun has been happening.

And plus that last chapter was probably not really necessary to post because without it, nothing will change so uh...sorry for the filler chapter to be there......I don't know what else to say......but let's quickly 'wake' those two up for the day.

No one's POV

Part of him wants to pull away, to put a distance between them. It's a reflex, a defense mechanism against such unexpected intimacy. But there's another part of him that doesn't want to pull away, that finds comfort in Tweek's closeness, in the feeling of another person's warmth against his side.

Choosing between his defense mechanisms and the unexpeted comfort of Tweek's presence, Craig makes a decision. Instinctually, he chooses the latter, the part of him that finds comfort in Tweek's closeness, gaining the upper hand over his usual aloof exterior.

Craig shifts slightly, his arm instinctively wrapping around Tweek's shoulder to pull him closer.

Molly: "WAKE UP YALL!"

Molly's sudden shouting breaks the quiet of the early morning, jolting Craig and Tweek back to reality.

Craig starts, his body tensing slightly as he's woken from his peaceful moment with Tweek. His arm instinctively tightens around Tweek, holding him close for an extra moment before he loosens his grip.

He looks over at Molly, his eyes groggy from sleep. With a slight huff, he responds, his voice a bit hoarse from sleep.

Craig: "What the hell, Molly? A little warning next time."

Molly: "How about never?"

Molly then gets up from the ground and then walks out to go ride on the horse to get the carriage moving

Craig rolls his eyes at Molly's comment, but there's a hint of amusement in his expression as he watches her leave.

He then glances down at Tweek, who's still snuggled against him, clearly not wanting to let go of the comfortable moment quite yet. Craig's expression softens a little as he takes in Tweek's sleepy expression.

He allows himself a brief moment to enjoy the feeling of Tweek's warmth against him before reluctantly shifting away. As much as he wouldn't mind snuggling up with Tweek all morning, they're on a mission, and there are more important things to focus on.

Craig reluctantly untangles himself from Tweek and sits up, stretching his arms above his head.

He looks down at Tweek, a small, fond smile on his face.

Craig: "Sorry, we gotta get goin'." he says, his voice gruff but gentle.

Tweek reluctantly nods, his eyes still a little heavy with sleep as he starts to untangle himself from Craig. He sits up, rubbing his eyes and stifling a yawn.