Sensitive Skin ✔️

Chapter five

When Tweek went to the back to help his mother, Kenny came in.

"Craig hey," He greeted.

"Hi,"

"Why a cutie like you sitting by yourself?"

"Well Token and Clyde was here but they went somewhere, and Tweek went to help out his mom. What about you, why are you here?"

"My mom likes their "coffee" here. So are you and Tweek a thing now?"

"No,"

"Whyyy your perfect for each other,"

"What? How?" He took a deep breath.

"Not to sound mean but, your a sarcastic prick,"

"And your a pervey 14 year old,"

"True and I'm proud of it. But, Tweek is a delicate little flower who's innocence can be spreadable to sarcastic pricks like you. If you go out with him, he'll let you out that sarcasm skin and into your sensitive skin,"

"I doubt he'll do that,"

"You've been hanging around nice people dude. You must have a soft spot,"

"And you hang out with two faggots and a racist fat guy and yet you turned out like a fuck boy,"

"Kenny," said the cashier with a bag in their hand. Kenny put on his hood.

"Don't say I didn't tell you," he mumbled threw his coat, he grabbed the bag and walked out.

"Hey, I'm back," said Tweek walking back sitting next to me again.

"Hey,"

"Who was that you were talking to?"

"A kid from school, his name is Kenny,"

"He always get white stuff in bag and leaves. He always order that," oh my god he is innocent.

Time skipped----

Since it was late and my house was pretty far from theirs, Tweek offered for me to spend the night at his place. We went up to his room and I sat on his bed.

"You can sleep in my bed if you want. We don't really have sleeping bags here," he said.

"Sure I don't care," I said. He laid down next to me.

"Craig have you always had a don't care attitude?"

"Yeah... I guess."

"Lier,"

"You don't know anything about me,"

"I want to if you l- let me," I looked at him.

"Then what do you want to know?" He lifted back up.

"Um... do you even like boys... not to sound weird or anything-,"

"No. I don't like any gender. I never even dated anyone," I looked at him.

"What?"

"I thought you and Token went out?"

"No never, that's Clyde's ex," he looked shocked.

"They went out?"

"They may seem like they didn't, but Clyde had a crush on Token since the fourth grade. He wouldn't stop talking about him non stop. They broke up because Token only wanted to be friends. Now Clyde flirts with every new girl and boy just to make Token jealous,"

"Aww that's so cute. Kinda. Does Token ever get jealous?"

"I don't know. Maybe. Did you ever date anyone?"

"I never dated. I was scared to talk to people that I didn't really plan on dating anyone,"

"Your not scared to talk to me," he blushed.

"You stop stuttering every time you talk to me and when your close to Clyde you get uncomfortable,"

"That's because I am. I don't like him like that. Besides I think Token and Clyde are a cuter couple," I laughed a little. He rested his head on my shoulder. I think about what Kenny said. I think he's right and wrong. He's right about me being a sarcastic prick and Tweek being a innocent flower and that we might be a good couple. But he's wrong about Tweek trying to change me. You can't change someone that's already broken. A few seconds pass and Tweek fell asleep on my shoulder. I lay him down gently and I lay next to him. I stared at him for a few seconds. I lean in and kiss his cheek, hoping I didn't wake him up. I went asleep beside him.