My Very Own One-shots Book

Kisses Make It Better💋: Clyde x Tweek

A.N.: I got no sleep. This will be a time line story. Meaning I will skip every couple years.

4 years old~Pre-school

Tweek was playing with his friends. One oh his shoes were untied. He figured he be fine and continued to play. He was running away from Craig when he tripped. Clyde seen and rushed over. Tweek had scraped his knees and his chin. He was sobbing. Clyde help Tweek up and tied his shoes.

"Let's go to the nurse."

"B-but it hurts I don't wanna walk!"

"Then I'll carry you!"

Clyde picked up Tweek with little difficulty and tried to carrying a whimpering Tweek to the nurse. He sat him on the cot and told the nurse what happen. The nurse cleaned the cuts and put Band-Aids on them. Tweek and Clyde left and headed to class. Tweek was still whimpering and he was squeezing Clyde's hand.

"What's wrong Tweek?"

"My boo-boos hurts!"

"I'll kiss them better!"

Clyde kissed Tweek's knee and his chin. Tweek blushed but smiled. Clyde was so nice. When Clyde stood up Tweek hugged him.

"All better?"

"Yep."

"If it starts to hurt again let me know!"

7 years old.- Clyde's house

Tweek was carrying a bowl to the living room. He was trying to carefully carry his cereal. His sock was too slippery against the wood floor and fell shattering the bowl and causing g there to be milk and cereal everywhere. Tweek picked up the big prices of glass and Clyde helped Tweek clean up the mess. Tweek ended up with soggy pajamas and cut up hands. Tweek started to cry.

"Lets get you patched u and you can where my PJs!"

"I-its hurts! I want my Mama!"

Clyde lead Tweek to the bathroom. Tweek followed wailing for his mom.

"Sit on the potty."

Clyde climbed on the counter. Tweek listened. Clyde was looking for band aids and stuff to clean Tweek's boo-boos. Finally he found everything and cleaned up Tweek.

"I w-want my mama!"

"Why?"

"She helps the pain go away."

"Silly Tweek I can do that."

Clyde kissed each bandage. Tweek sniffles and smiled. Clyde picked up Tweek and carried him to the room. Tweek wiped his eyes and nuzzled.

"I'll get you my old footies."

"T-thank you."

Clyde grabbed the PJs and hand him to Tweek. Tweek didn't do anything. He just stared at the PJs. Clyde was confused.

"What's wrong?"

If I touch my clothes it will hurt the boo-boos."

"I'll help and to make sure your boo-boos dotn hurt after you'll get extra healing kisses!"

"Yay!"

Tweek got dressed with Clyde's help. He cuddled on the couch with Clyde. He nuzzles into Clyde's side.

"Clyde."

"Yeah?"

"Can you kiss my boo-boos again?"

"Of course."

Clyde smiled and gave Tweek some healing kisses.

10 years old-Art Class

The boys were drawing a picture for their new art project. Tweek was doodling trying to decide what to do. He frowned at yet another failed picture. He sighed and turn the page. He felt a sting. He had gotten a paper cut. Tweek raised his hand.

"Yes Tweek?"

"C-can I wash my finger I h-have a paper cut."

"Go ahead use the back sink."

Tweek nodded and went to clean his hand. After scrubbing his finger he sat back at his table. With Butters absent it was just him and Clyde.

"Hey Tweek."

"Y-yeah Clyde?"

"Let me see your boo-boo."

"We are t-ren Clyde don't call it t-that!"

Clyde smiled. Tweek pouted and showed him his cut. Clyde put a bandage on it. With Tweek constantly getting hurt he always carried some band aids and antibacterial spray. He kissed the bandage finger.

"C-clyde we are ten! We are too big for healing kisses!"

"You never too big for healing kisses! Or any kisses!"

"But Craig said-"

"Don't listen to Craig. He's just mad he don't get kisses."

"Really?"

"Yep."

"The can I have another healing kiss?"

"You can have all the kisses you want!"

So Clyde gave Tweek all the kisses he wanted.

16 years old-Tweeks room.

Tweek was crying. Craig had broke up with him again. Craig and Tweek have been on and off since forth grade. He couldn't help but call Clyde.

Clyde headed over. He went to Tweek's room. Tweek was laying down wrapped up in the blanket. He was crying. Clyde went over and sat on his bed. Tweek turn and cuddled into Clyde's side.

"A-am I hard to love?"

"No off course not."

"Then why doesn't he stay?"

"Because he's stupid."

"I'm tired of I-it. It really h-hurts"

"I know how you feel."

"You d-do?"

"Yep. I love someone but he doesn't love me like I love him."

"How d-do you know?"

"Well I he never seems to notice any hints I dropped."

"O-oh. M-maybe you should just kiss him."

Clyde kissed Tweek. Tweek blushed. He was shocked. He kissed back. All the pain and thoughts of Craig melted away. Clyde gave him a kissed that started to heal his broken heart. From then on they were happy and whenever the other got hurt they can always get a healing kiss.

A.N: I'm so corny.