Not Together (Complete)

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---Tweek's pov---

After Craig left I tried to get the coffee stain out of my shirt but failed miserably.

After about an hour and a half of trying I gave up and ended up where I am now.

Laying on my bed staring at the ceiling thinking about what happened.

Maybe I did something wrong and that's why Craig left... I probably ruined everything.

---Craig's pov---

I sat in my room staring out the window while I thought about Tweek.

I didn't realize how... How adorable he is.

I mean, just look at him. He's fucking adorable.

I thought about him shirtless again. The way the shirt fell off his shoulder slightly and the red blush on his face.

I thought about the feeling of his soft, pale flesh. The way his hands felt on my chest, the way he was so close to me.

The way he looked at me.

He was just so cute...

The more I thought about it, the more I thought about what it would be like to kiss him, hold him, and much more.

I had so many chances to kiss him through out our "relationship," yet I never did.

I think I might like Tweek... As more than a friend...