Craig's POV
"Well hey fellas," butters said scratching the back of his neck. Kenny pulled him out of the room. "Mmmm mmm mmmmmmm!" Kenny said and walked out "So now we've got the room. All. To. Ourself." I said. "No Craig! Not yet." He said. I got slightly upset but I just shrugged it off. I grabbed his hand and pulled him down the stairs.
"What were you guys even doing up there?" Kyle said to Kenny.
"Oh you know I'm pretty sure butters just lost his anal virginity so you know not much." I said jumping down the stairs.Kyle spat out his cereal. I found a punch on my arm sent by Kenny. "YOU DID WHAT?!? ON MY PARENTS BED!!???" "it was on your..." "ON MY FUCKING BED?!???" "Tweek giggled. I put my arm around him.6 hours later
Tweek was asleep with his head on my shoulder then every so often he'd spout about a gnome trying to steal his underpants maybe? Dunno either. I couldn't believe I finally had him the years of hard work trying to get him to join my squad because I felt different about this kid. The weak (used to be spazzy) blonde who couldn't defend himself. I was there for him when nobody else was. I loved him when nobody else did. I comforted him when nobody else could. I don't know why I love him. He holds me back. He's the only person I wouldn't lay a finger on. But I don't know why. I looked around and saw Kyle and Stan asleep under their covers, butters was asleep on Kenny's chest. Tweek rustled. "Tweek Tweak," I whispered "I will never leave you until the day I die." He looked up with his startling coffee brown eyes brimming with water a tear rolling down his cheek. "Promise?" I kissed his forehead. "Promise." I closed my eyes for a second. Just resting my eyes just a lit...
I woke up and Tweek was gone I flipped out my penknife and jumped up. "Fucking Christ dude he's in the shower!" I looked up and saw Kyle. I put the knife away relieved.
Tweek's POV
I rubbed the soap all over my body over my heart, my legs, my arms, and the scars that littered them. Knock knock. I froze. "Tweekers you ok?" Craig's voice. "Yeah I'll be 5 minutes." I washed off and got out. I grabbed 3 towels and covered myself in them. And sat drown letting myself dry. And got out my phone. Cartman had sent me something probably just some cat video. I opened it
Craig's POV
I heard a scream. Tweeks. My heart shook. I bounded up the stairs. Blood boiling. "TWEEK?" I opened up the bathroom door to see him open mouthed staring at his phone. I took it off him. My eyes narrowed.
TWEEK TWEAK GAY!
Tweek was heard muttering in the hallway until our mystery informant got him recorded saying he is in fact gay.
I heard him crying. I pulled him into my arms. "Shhhhh come on it's ok. I let him get dressed and pulled him home. Still crying. I tried to convince him to calm down. Still not working. Suddenly I just pulled him into a hug when he got a text I checked it. Cartman "stupid fag." "If you say another word I will beat you so fucking hard Timmy will look like an Olympic fucking athlete compared to you, got that fatass. Craig."
I pulled Tweek in closer and I realised he was asleep I tucked him into bed and sat on a chair in my room. Writing in my wish list. Just believe go to London "protect Tweek. Forever."I got 50 viewers a couple days ago thanks!
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The Spark
FanfictionTweak. A closeted boy with a crush on his best friend unsure about what to do he must try to capture his loves heart. Craig. Unsure about his feelings, trying to figure out who he really is. He never really liked girls and there's only one person in...