Cuts and Bruises Say 'I Love You' (Creek)

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(Um... just a little warning. I made this when I was extremely depressed and this was my way of venting back then so this involves self-harm. It's also incredibly cheesy and short. So yeah.)

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Craig laid on his bed with Stripe on his chest. He looked down at the little hamster and smiled softly. Just then, his phone started beeping. Looking at his phone he saw Tweek was calling him. He quickly answered.

"Hey Tweek, what's-" there was sobbing on the other end, "What's wrong?" Craig asked, concern lacing his voice. There was no answer.

"Tweek?" Again, there was no response, only the sound of sobbing.

"I'm coming over." Craig said while putting Stripe back into his cage.

Craig dashed out the front door while flipping off his family. His feet pounded against the sidewalk and his breath was visible in the cold air. He could see Tweek's house now. His pace quickened. In a few short moments, he was at Tweek's front door. He rang the doorbell. No one answered. 'Thats weird. His parents should have at least answered.' He rang the doorbell again and said,

"Tweek?! It's me, Craig!" Still, no one answered the door. Craig was getting more worried by the second. He messed with the doorknob and found the door unlocked. He walked in and looked around. It looked like nobody was home.

"Tweek?" Craig called out. He walked up the stairs.

The bathroom door was shut. 'Fuck. This better not be what I think it is.' He walked over to the door and knocked. It creaked open slowly. He saw Tweek sitting on the floor with a razor in his hand and blood flowing from his wrist. Tweek looked up at Craig with tears running down his face.

"Tweek! What are you doing!?" Craig ran over and knocked the razor our of Tweek's hand. Tweek shook with each breath he drew. Craig grabbed the small blonde by the shoulders and looked him in the eyes.

"Why?! Why did you do this?!" Tweek only cried harder and covered his injured wrist with his other hand. By now, Craig was crying. He enveloped the shaking boy in a hug.

"Why?" He whispered, "why, Tweek?" Tweek's crying seemed to slow, giving him the chance to talk, "I-It's because..." Craig pulled apart the hug and looked at Tweek.

"It's because I-I w-won't ever have a ch-chance to be w-with you..." Tweek said breaking into more sobs. Craig sat for a moment in shock, but then remembered that the blonde was bleeding. He got up silently and looked in the cabinet for bandages. Once he found some, he knelt back down to the boy and started to wrap his wrist gently.

Tweek said nothing. Once Craig finished wrapping Tweek's wrist, he looked at him again. Tweek wouldn't look him in the eyes. Craig stood up and offered a hand to Tweek. Tweek took it and stood up shakily. They both walked to Tweek's room so he could change out of his blooded clothes.

Now they both sat in front of the tv, "Tweek..." Craig tried to say, but was cut off before he could finish his sentence.

"Don't say anything... I know you don't like me that way... Just forget any of that happened..."

"No! I was going to say you shouldn't have done that because of me. You should've at least told me your feelings before you made any drastic decisions. Because if you would've told me sooner, I could've said that I love you too."

"And now y-you don't love me anymore, nngh, because you know how much of a freak I am." Tweek said, tears pricking the corner of his eyes.

"No, Tweek. It showed me how much you need me. I still love you."

Tweek's cheeks tinted pink, "w-what?"

Craig leaned forward and pressed his lips against Tweek's. For the first time in a long time, the shaking boy was stilled. Craig was worried for a moment until Tweek pushed his lips back. They pulled apart and stared at each other.

"Gah!" Tweek twitched under Craig's stare.

Craig laughed and pulled the twitching boy onto his lap, hugging him. Tweek hugged back, gripping onto Craig as if he would lose him if he let go.

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I know that Matt and Trey have been nice to us and made this ship cannon, but just pretend that it isn't. Anyways, thanks for reading! If you have any suggestions just say them in the comments! I'll see you in the next one, bu-bye! ^w^

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