My Very Own One-shots Book

Coffee and Cigarettes Christophe x Tweek

A.N:Awfully out of characters bout I don't give a flying fudge! ヾ(@^▽^@)ノ

Christophe 'The Mole' leaned against the wall the best he can with the shovel on his back. He smoked a cigarette while waiting for his boyfriend. He checked the time. It was 2:13. He was suppose to be out 13 minutes ago. Christophe sighed and went in.

He approached the counter skipping ahead of every person which earned him groans, complaints and even a few swears. He ignored them and looks at the cashier.

"Where's Tweek?"

"He went out the back."

He nodded and went towards the back door. The cashier was gonna say something but wanting to live, he didn't. Christophe walked through the back of the coffee shop like he owned it. He walked out the back door and heard crying.

"Tweek?"

The crying ceased and some sniffling was heard. He didn't see anyone though.

"Y-yeah?"

"Come here."

"N-no."

"No? And why not?"

"B-because I am a m-mess."

"I'm covered in dirt. Whatever is on you is nothing."

Tweek got up from his hiding spot behind the dumpster. Tweek really was a mess and the fact he was stuttering again made it worse. His eyes and nose were red. His face was streaked with tears and coffee. His hair was also damped with coffee.

"What happen to you?"

"A-a customer got u-upset and dumped t-their coffee on m-me."

"What did this person look like? I'll rip them apart."

Christophe growled and spewed more threats. He continued to rant till he felt his midsection being wrapped around. More specifically he stopped when Tweek hugged him. He looked down at the blond before awkwardly hugging back. Christophe wasn't use to showing any kind if affection. Sure he has had meaningless make out sessions and sex with Gregory, Kyle and a few others but nothing that held emotions.

"Let's go to o-our place. We haven't b-been there in f-forever."

"You mean-"

"Yes!"

"Sure let's go."

"Wait! I w-wanna go home and s-shower first. Meet you there?"

"Sure."

"K-kisses."

Christophe gave Tweek a quick kiss. Tweek gave a small smile before running off towards to his house. Christophe watched Tweek run off and checked him out. He smirked and headed to his and Tweek's secret spot. Tweek showered quickly and dressed. He made two cups of coffee for him and Christophe. He snuck into the woods and met up with his boyfriend.

Christophe was laying on the cot when Tweek got there. He smiled and laid next to him putting the drinks to the side. He cuddled and relaxed. Christophe smoked a cigarette and relaxed.

"I want a drag."

"But Tweek-"

"Don't you dear preach to me."

"Fine but then I'm drinking a sip of your coffee."

"I brought you one. I just want one drag."

Christophe shrugged and drank some of Tweek's disgustingly sweet coffee before he took his flavored coffee. Tweek took a drag.

"Can I get my cigarette back?"

"No."

"Give it back."

"No. You have another cigarette. Let me smoke this one."

"Fine but your gonna end up like me."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm 16 and I look like I'm older than that!"

"So what. I like it. I looked drugged and depressed all the time."

"Fine, whatever."

"No whatever tell me the real reason why you don't want me smoking."

"I just. I was gonna try to quit smoking for you but if you get addicted it won't help."

"Aww baby."

"Don't call me baby."

"Fine grumpbutt. At least give me a kiss."

Christophe gave Tweek a little kiss. From their it escalated to touching to eventually making out and beyond. After they enjoyed their cold coffee and smoking a cigarette.

A.N.: Holy cheese that was bad. Haha