South Park X Reader Oneshots

Craig x Reader

You and Craig were best friends. Nothing could separate you. Well, that's what you had thought. Lately he had been avoiding you, and when you did see him, he glared at you and flipped you off. (You were so confused that you hadn't noticed the blush that had also adorned his cheeks.)

Tweek told you that you should just talk to him, but you were hesitant to do so. He had been ignoring you and seemed angry; not really any good reasons to talk to him. But there you were, letter in hand, ready to slip it into his locker. All it said was to meet you at Tweek Bros. Coffee after school. So why were you so scared to give it to him?

Oh crap, Craig was coming. You quickly slipped the note in his locker and ran to class. 'HE SAW ME. FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.' You mentally slammed your head into a wall multiple times. 'STUPIIIIIID! Ugh, now he thinks you're weird! Unless he already thought that....' You shrugged, walking into class.

Damn. You sat in between Craig and Token in this class. Ughhhhhh. You sat down, resting your head on your folded arms. You began to think of reasons why Craig was avoiding you.

'Because I'm ugly?' No, he hasn't thought that before, why now?

'Rumors?' Maybe, but you're sure that more people than Craig would be ignoring you...

'Have I done something wrong?' Possibly. You don't know what, though.

You heard someone shuffle into the chair to your right. Craig's chair. 'Shit. Welp, silent treatment for him. Hmph.' The bell rings just as Token takes his seat, and Mr. Garrison begins to rant about multiple topics, not really teaching anything useful. You wonder how he hasn't gotten fired yet.

Lifting your head, you glance at Craig, who seems to be staring intently at you. You quickly look away, a blush gracing your (s/c) cheeks. Your hair covers your (e/c) eyes, which are swimming with embarrassment. 'Why was he staring at me like that?'

You see a piece of paper slide onto your desk, and you hesitantly pick it up. On it was a sloppily written question, obviously from the chullo wearing boy next to you. 'Why is your face so red? Are you sick?' You almost laughed at how silly the question was.

You shook your head 'no' to him, and he raised an eyebrow. He flipped you off. 'Are you sure?' He mouthed, worry just barely evident in his eyes. You nodded, resting your head back down on your arms again. You closed your eyes tiredly, not noticing that Craig was staring at you pretty much for the rest of class.

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The bell rang, snapping you to attention. "Oh... It's just the bell..." You whispered. You remembered the note, and your blush returned. You looked beside you. Yep, there was Craig, looking at you and flipping you the bird. Well, more like staring. 'Stalker' briefly flashed through your mind and you blinked, gathering your stuff.

He did the same, following you out of the classroom. There was an awkward silence between you two as you searched for something to say. Luckily, Craig broke it. "So why'd you ask to meet at Tweek's?" You pouted, looking over at him. "I wanna know why you're mad at me!" He looked at you strangely. "I'm not mad. Why would you think that?"

You 'hmph'ed and crossed your arms. "Because you've been glaring at me and ignoring me up until now." He blinked at you, then a look of realization and a small blush took hold of his features. He stopped walking, and so did you. You looked at him worriedly. "Hey, Craig, are you okay?"

He nods, then turns to you, flipping you off. "Do you really want to know why?" He asked, outing his hand back down. You nodded. He grabbed you chin and tilted your head upwards, causing you to blush deeply. He leaned in closer, his lips hovering over yours as he spoke. "Because... I love you." He connected his lips with yours, and you closed your previously widened eyes, melting into the kiss.

"I love you too." You whispered, and he smiled(OMG RLY.), grabbing your hand and leading you out of the school, towards Tweak Bros.

....

"Does this mean I can grab your ass now?"

"No, Craig! Hey, don't flip me off!"

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A/N: And you lived happily ever after. Yes, Craig touched your ass. Rose out!