Tweek awoke the next morning, he slept for a new record of thirty minutes without medicine. Gritting his teeth he realize he was in desperate need of coffee. Getting up and getting dressed he decided to walk to the cafe a bit early to get things cleaned up. Mainly for the coffee. The blonde didn't drink any coffee yesterday, which was unusual however he hadn't wanted to leave the house. Heading downstairs to the living room, he froze. "Agh! Jesus Christ!" He nearly screamed like a girl. He had already forgotten that Craig was still here. The ravenette had spent the night.
Upon hearing the outburst Craig groaned, "Really Tweekers?" He grumbled, Tweek's face reddening at the nickname. He was quite sure Craig hadn't known he said it. Fiddling with his shirt Tweek was unsure on what to really say, he tried taking deep breaths but it only sounded as if he were hyperventilating.
"A-ah, I m-mean y-you can stay here if you want...but I'm heading to the café..." Tweek said biting his lip. Craig breathed out, loudly. Sitting up he stretched before standing and stretching his long legs. He look down at Tweek, and sent him a tiny smile.
"I'll give you a ride." He simply stated, The smaller boy nodded. Grabbing his keys he headed to the door. The two put on their shoes in silence.
"OH GOD! What if someone sees us t-together!?" Tweek squeaked, realizing this. Craig only chuckled. He wasn't much of a morning person, and he would have taken Tweek's offer to just stay here if he didn't feel compelled to take him.
"It's five in the morning, you spaz. No one will see us." He said, yawning. This seemed to work, as the paranoid blonde relaxed. Craig then proceeded to watch him for five painful minutes as Tweek tried to tie his shoes. Shaking his head, he bent down with a sigh taking the strings from Tweek's hands and tying them with ease. The two were in silence again as they headed out.
Tweek slowly got into the truck with uneasiness. He had the thought that perhaps Craig was just playing nice to get him here and then he was going to torture him! He trembled in fear, and his eyes held the slight panic. Craig seemed to notice this but he left it alone. The drive to Tweek's parents café didn't take long. And honestly Tweek was surprised he actually took him where he wanted to go, "NGH, oh god, t-thank you, Craig." Craig only waved him off.
"I'll see you later Tweekers." He simply stated, again the blush rose to Tweek's cheeks as he got out. "Wait! Give me your phone." Craig ordered, and out of that fear he had for Craig he nearly threw it at him. This caused a chuckle from the older boy. After a few moments the phone was handed back to him, "If you need me, you have my number." He said, before he bid his final goodbye to the boy.
Tweek walked to the café doors, he fumbled with the key before unlocking them, once he was inside he waved to Craig. Craig proceeded to flip him off and drive away. If it wasn't for the small smile Tweek may have thought he hated him again.
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Sometimes Love is Fate, Fate is Always Cruel
FanfictionCraig Tucker happens to be one of the biggest bullies in South Park. His favorite victim? None other than Tweek Tweak, South Parks most mentally ill boy. However a tragic accident leads them down an unstoppable road. One that no one one South Park e...