They had decided to skip school for the day. Tweak was still feeling a little ill from the day before and Craig was more than happy to be away from the one place where Bebe would be constantly bothering him for a reason as to why he was breaking up with her. That and he was starting to really enjoy being alone with Tweak again. Craig was currently sitting in the Tweek residence on their awful purple couch. A full cup of coffee in his hands as Tweak made his way into the room with his sixth cup since they got there. Tweak sat on the other far end of the couch with his legs to his chest and his coffee mug resting gently on top of his knees.
Craig placed his cup on the table before turning in his seat to face Tweak.
"I seriously didn't mean to send that to you," Craig had his face hidden in the palms of his hands," that was for Bebe, but I guess I sent it to you by mistake."
"How is that even possible, my name starts with a T and Bebe with a B?"
" 'cause I still-"
There was a knock on the door and Tweak quickly got up to answer it.
"That must be the pizza," sure enough as he opened the door Tweak saw a very cute guy holding the box containing the food.
"Uh, hi, large pizza for Tweak," the guy asked and Tweak simply nodded. "So I've never seen you around here before, what school do you go to?"
"Oh, u-uh I go to South Park High," Tweak stuttered out as he reachd out to grab the box," Why do you ask?"
The guy blushed and looked down at the box," Just wanted to see if you, uh- I'm sorry I didn't know you were with someone."
Tweak turned to see Craig's face mere inches away from his own, causing him to squeak in surprise.
"Is there a problem here, I'm starving, and I don't need petty flirting keeping me from eating," Craig said as he opened the door wider.
"Um, no man I didn't know you guys were together, sorry."
"Wai-what, you think were together," Tweak was baffled at the sudden assumption. He had always had the idea that he and Craig would have never worked out because, well obviously Craig was straight and because Craig was so much for someone- well he was just positive that he wasn't good enough for Craig. With those reasons in mind he looked over at Craig, he had a weird look to him, kinda like if he had been caught doing something bad. Or maybe it was the look of disgust? That was probably it. Of course, Craig would be grossed out by the flirting that was happening between Tweak and the pizza guy. "Look, man, we're just friends, nothing more," Tweak clarified.
"O-oh, sweet, so then my name's Tim, the pizza is on the house and here is my number," Tim took out a sharpie from his back pocket and wrote on the cover of the pizza box," call me sometime, yeah?"
It was Tweak's turn to look down at the box with his cheeks crimson red. Craig looked at Tweak and then at Tim. With deep irritation, he roughly took the pizza from their hands and brought in the house. The magic was broken between Tim and Tweak, forcing the blonde to give a small 'sorry' before stepping back into the house and closing the door.
"What was that all about," Tweak questioned Craig as he made his way over to him on the couch," you didn't have to be so rude. Sure I get it that you're hungry but there's no ex-"
"Look he was flirting with you and it bothered me, okay? So just drop it."
"Why would it bother you, look I'm gay and if that's goin-"
"You know what, yeah it bothers me," Craig interrupted Tweak once more," I've lost my fucking appetite."
"B-but you said you were going to take care-"
"Yeah I was going to take care of you, but apparently, you're healthy enough to be getting phone numbers, I guess you're good enough to take care of yourself."
Craig shoved his beanie on and made his way out of the house, slamming the door behind him so harshly that it made Tweak jump in fright.
Tweak had seen Craig act like this when he was hungry but it had had never made him act so rude before. Maybe it had gotten worse over the years. Whatever the reason had been Tweak was starving and not even Craig's weird temperament was going to keep him from enjoying his free pizza.
Craig had already placed plastic plates and brought two cans of Coke and the pot of fresh coffee. Oh well, more for himself, Tweak thought as he took a slice and bit it. After he swallowed, he took a second bite but held on to the pizza with his teeth and let it dangle down on his chin and took his cup to refill it, maybe the extra caffeine would help him wrap his mind around everything that had just happened when he remembered-
The number!
He quickly placed the cup down and closed the box.
He gasped, causing his pizza to fall on the floor.
That dick.
Craig had scratched off the cardboard where Tim had written his number.
"Fuckin' homophobe."
a/n
okaii guys so I know this is super shitty and i'm tryig to be okaii with it but i felt like you guys deserved it after me not updating this in forever. sorry about that. i was not in a good place and i'm still there but it's getting better.
i think.
i hope.
anyways, this is dedicated to the lovely @Skylerlove22 because altough i have no idea who they are and they don't know me, they worried about me. thank you.
till next time kiddies,
eva
