50 Ways To Say I Love You

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Craig inhaled deeply and stepped into the music room, walking to one of the chairs and setting his bag down beside the chair before walking over to one of the free pianos and taking a seat.

Once seated he looked at the piano, pulling up the key protector and smiling when he saw the shiny black and white keys that seemed to greet him calmly and give him support in the antics that were about to commence.

He was going to try again today.

And this time he wouldn't mess up. He had confidence in himself. Okay, he had faith. Well, more like he had hope. Hope that he wouldn't screw up as bad as he did last time.

Just then his eyes caught onto Tweek, the twitchy blond already sitting at the grand piano at the front of the room and playing a few simple chords with shaky and insecure fingers.

Now was his chance.

He just had to do it.

With another deep breath Craig stood, making his way over to the blond slowly.

"Hey Tweek," Craig stated happily with a lazy wave, sliding onto the piano bench to sit next to the twitchy blond.

"Ah!" Tweek was startled by the sudden companionship, jumping away from Craig quickly which caused him to stumble and slide off the bench very ungracefully.

"Oh shit!" Craig cursed, reaching out at the last moment to grab Tweek's wrist and pull him up to where he wouldn't actually hit the ground and hurt himself.

Too bad he had tugged a little too hard.

"C-Craig!" Tweek cried, noticing, once he dared to open his eyes that had been closed when he went off the bench, that he and the raven were nearly touching noses.

"O-oh," Craig stuttered sheepishly when he realized this, scooting back on the seat as he rubbed at the back of his neck.

"I'm so sorr- AH FUCK!" Craig cut himself off by the loud yell he emitted as he too fell off the side of the piano bench while continuing to scoot back, except this time there was no savior, and Craig ended up landing flat on his ass.

"C-Craig!" Tweek screeched, his hands coming up to cover his mouth as he peered over the seat ledge and to the floor where the blue chullo wearing boy was, "A-Are y-you- ngh!- a-alright?"

"Y-Yeah," Craig grunted, pulling himself up and back onto the piano bench, "I've taken worse falls."

"Oh," Tweek stated, nodding as if this was all new information.

A few moments of silence passed between them, and Craig began to feel extremely awkward.

"So," Craig cleared his throat, "what've we got here?" As Craig said this he gestured to the piece of music that was placed out on the board of the piano.

"O-Oh!" Tweek's eyes went slightly wide and he smiled great bug, just like he did when he was really happy, "It's t-the p-p-piano arrangement of L-Love I-Is W-War by- argh!- T-The V-Vocaloids."

"Really now?" Craig asked, smiling as he looked over the music, "will you be playing it for the finals performance today?"

Tweek nodded eagerly, the grin still plastered on his face.

"I'm stoked," Craig laughed when he saw Tweek look quizzically at him.

"S-stoked?" Tweek questioned, but his eyes soon went wide with fear, "oh n-no, t-that isn't l-l-like s-some d-disease i-is i-it!?! Y-You're n-not g-gonna d-die a-are y-you!?!"

The blond began to twitch as he yelled, his hands coming up to his hair to pull on it as he curled up and rocked back and forth.

"Whoa," Craig began, placing his hands on both of Tweek's shoulders to still him, "dude, I'm not gonna die."

"A-Are y-you s-sure?" Tweek squeaked out, slowly uncurling and looking into Craig's eyes.

"Actually," Craig began and he trailed off seriously, busting into laughter whole heatedly when the paranoid blond screamed and hugged Craig tightly, all the while letting out jumbled strings of 'you can't leave me's and 'I can't survive highschool without you's

"Calm down Tweek," the raven laughed, pushing the other teen off of him slowly, "first off, I'm not gonna die. Secondly, stoked is a term someone uses when they're excited about something."

"O-Oh," Tweek stuttered, blushing in embarrassment when he realized that he had been clinging to Craig and making up horrid fairy tales again.

"Oh, and speaking of your performance," Craig began, biting back the smile that threatened to curl his lips when he saw Tweek's face light up with joy, "who's the composer?"

"It's.....," Tweek trailed off for a moment, thinking seriously, "o-oh!-" Tweek shot up straight and grinned in victory, "it's by-" his face contorted in thought again- "I really don't remember."

"And Tweek, I've got one more question for you." Craig began to get nervous, he had it all planned out in his head and it was perfect. Now if he could just get it out.

"Y-Yeah?" Tweek asked, looking at the teacher as he walked in and sat down in his office.

"Is your father a composer?"

Tweek gave Craig the 'are-you-seriously-that-stupid?' face, his eyebrows knitting together as he stared hard at the other.

"N-no," he began, his voice wavery as he skeptically looked Craug over, "h-he w-works a-at a c-coffee- ngh!- s-shop. Y-You k-know t-t-that. W-Why d-did y-you a-ask t-though?"

Craig swallowed thickly, here was his chance.

"Because-" Craig coughed, fuck. Did his voice just crack?- "because I was about to tell you that you're the perfect score."

Tweek's face turned a deep scarlet at that, and he quickly hid his face in his hands in embarrassment.

Craig smiled then, kissing the younger's forehead which caused the blond to blush even darker.

"Mr. Tucker," the teacher began from somewhere behind them, and Craig let his head fall back so he could look the man in the eyes.

Tweek screeched and slammed the piano lid shut, blushing even brighter as Craig and their teacher flinched at the harsh sound.

"I understand that you feel the need to share bonds with people your own age, but could you please save it for after school?"

"Yeah man," Craug laughed, standing and holding his hands in the air in the 'I give' stance, "whatever you want."

With that said Craig went back to his piano, watching with close intent as Tweek went back to playing chords and things of that nature to prepare himself for his performance.

Author's Note: holy sweet jeezus it's been forever since I wrote something on this. Tell me what you guys think? Oh, and if you think I should add a part about Tweek's performance just comment and tell me.