My Very Own One-shots Book

Im Not A Piece Of Cake:Pete x Tweek

A.N.: A story inspired by Bubbleninegamer21 and a song from Melanie Martinez. Pete text. Tweek text. Love y'all.

Tweek was waiting for Pete to come visit him. He was working the graveyard shift in the coffee shop and Pete promised to come and keep him company. He hoped he will come. He loved sharing his summer late nights shifts with his Pete.

Him and Pete meet a few months back. They quickly bonded. Not long after they started to date. Tweek felt so at home with Pete. He loved the warm hugs, the soft touches and sweet kisses.

Tweek began to loose hope as the night wore on. He figured Pete forgot or actually fell asleep for once. He was probably tired considering Pete and himself had made love for the first time the night before and got very little sleep.

He checked the time. He had an hour before his shift ended. He drank a sip of his coffee before cleaning the already clean tables. He swept and wash the still cleaned counters. He scrub the bathroom and windows. The place was cleaned from top to bottom. Then finally his shift ended. He clocked out as his Mom was clocking in. He smiled and left.

He went home and slept till about noon. Once he got up, he went into the shower and prepare for the day. He grabbed his keys and phone and went out the door. He walked to Pete's house. He knocked on the door. No answer. He knocked again a little louder. Still nothing. Tweek sighed and pounded on the door. He heard foot steps and a very wasted looking Kenny answer the door.

"K-kenny? Why are y-you here?"

"Me, Craig and Pete were watching the horror movie marathon last night. We had a couple of beers and passed out."

"B-but Pete promised to come see me last night. He said he w-would record the marathon to watch it t-together."

"He didn't tell us that."

"I s-see. I guess have him call m-me when he gets up."

Kenny nodded and closed the door. Tweek sighed and left. This wasn't the first time Pete blew him off to hang with Craig and Kenny. He called Butters hoping for some help.

"Hello?"

"Hey B-butters."

"Oh hi Tweek. What's up?"

"I n-need advice."

"About?"

Tweek heard Butter giggles. He heard a kissing sound and more giggles.

"Michael baby I'm on the phone."

"D-do you need m-me to go?"

"Huh. Oh no. What's wrong."

"Its about Pete."

"What about him."

"He's d-ditched me again to hang with C-craig and Kenny."

"He's just trying to get along with your friend. "

"But he's always with them n-now. Its like he f-forgot about m-me."

"Tell him how you-mmm Michael-feel."

"You sound b-busy. Just text m-me later."

Tweek hanged up before Butters could say anything. He sighed and went home. He was happy for Butters and Michael but he wished he was able to call with it feeling he was interrupting something.

He walked upstairs and flopped onto his bed. He hugged the stuff bat Pete got him. He understand Pete wanting to be friends with his friends but what about him. Horror marathons were suppose to be their thing. Maybe Pete didn't like him anymore. What if he falls for Craig or even worse Kenny. Kenny was so charming he can turn the straightest guy gay for him.