CraigxTweek (Creek) Oneshots

Satisfied

Okay so this chapter is based on Hamilton and the song "satisfied"/"Helpless" from the musical. I've altered the outcome of the ship (will be completely different from Hamilton's) and story line to fit South Park and the ship so yeah lol. If you don't like Hamilton or don't know what it is you may skip to the next One shot :)

Craig's POV :

So there's this high school dance going on, for whatever the fuck reason and frankily I didn't give a shit about it. Of course Clyde and Token talked me into going since they wanted us to all hang out together. They're my best and only friends, so I couldn't say no, no matter how much I wanted to ditch them.

Girls constantly approached us, trying to strike up a conversation and be flirtatious. They were miserably failing, and I found most of them extremely annoying, but I just ignored them and continued to talk to Token and Clyde about how boring the dance currently was.

" I'm telling you, Clyde. This is shit, there's nothing interesting about this stupid da-" I was cut off by my own shock. I was blown away by the image of a handsom blonde man with emerald green eyes. "Woah" I whisper to myself.

Token and Clyde exchange looks and turned to me like I was crazy. "You okay there, bud? " Token questioned. " Uhh... Yeah, mom. I'm fine " Token rolled his eyes at my response, well knowing he was in fact the mother of the group.

" I'm just gonna go get a drink " I flipped them off and casually walked away. They continued to talk to each other while I made my way towards the snack table, which was near the beautiful blonde of course.

I stared at the blonde, examining his facial features. I discovered He had small dimples and intelligent eyes in a hunger-pan frame. He was talking to some girls, I recognized as Bebe and Wendy. They must've said something funny since he laughed, letting a smile fall on his beautiful face.

I don't know why he intrigued me, I'm not gay after all, but he did. He mezmorized me actually, like he had a spell casted on me. I was so deep into thought for what seemed like forever, and i must've been starring since he looked straight at me and waved, instantly snapping me out of it. I felt a light blush spread across my cheeks and quickly looked away.

OK maybe I am a little gay.

He walked over to me and my breath hitched, I quickly started panicking but tried to keep a cool composure. " Hi" is all he said as I froze, forgetting my dang name. I felt a my cheeks burn up even more, it's like he set my heart aflame, every part aflame.

A slowish dance song came on at just the perfect time, and everybody broke into couples. I quickly turned to the blonde, watching his every move and wondering what he was gonna do next. He smiled and put his hand out, suggesting for me to dance with him.

I hesitated but took his hand, joining him in a dance. His arm wrapped around my waist as our hand intwined and I couldn't help but become flustered at the lack of space. "Y-you strike m-me as a man w-who has never been s-satasfied" he grinned at me.

I found his stuttering charming and adorable.but I also loved his voice, it was high pitched but sounded gentle and soft. I then realized what he said, "I'm sure I don't know what you mean... You forget yourself" I reply giving him an odd, disturbed look for the remark.

"You're l-like m-me" he continued, his grin turning into a soft smile, "I-i'm n-never satasfied". "Is that right?" My facial expression also softens. "I h-have never b-been s-satafied" he repeated. I once again blushed a bright red "My names Craig Tucker". Im Usually a nonchalant person, but right now I was a weird mess.

"Tweek Tweak" he responded kissing my hand. 'What kind of a name is that?' I thought to myself. I guess he must've noticed my confused expression since he chuckled a bit. The song then stopped, much to my disappointment, and we retreated from our dance position.