Bromantic (Craig Tucker x Reader)

Red Roses

I looked at the beautiful, red roses Tweek had given me as I walked down the sidewalk towards my house. Stan really did have a point, I shouldn't be stressing out over this. I mean it's not like they will hate each other over something this stupid. Right? Oh my god i'm literally going to be known as the girl who broke up the 'cutest couple in town'. I'm really starting to think this wasn't a good idea at all. I should've just let things go, I mean Craig would of talked to me eventually, right? Or would Tweek of gotten to me first? Ugh this just sucks. I shouldn't be thinking of the "could of beens" and start thinking about what I got myself stuck in.

"Hey, (Y/n)!" A voice from behind me caused me to jump and tighten my grip on the roses. I felt a prick on the palm of my hand, instinctively, I dropped all twelve roses.

    "Ouch! Bloody hell.." I mumbled as I saw the flowers scatter around me. I saw Craig immediately start picking them up. Once he had all of them in hand he started looking at my cut.

    "That's bleeding pretty bad. Here, Take off my glove and hold it in your hand to stop the bleeding." I did exactly what Craig said. His other hand was holding the bouquet so he couldn't take his glove off himself. I took the dark blue fabric and balled it up into my hand, squeezing it tightly, causing a burning feeling to erupt from my palm to my fingertips.

    "My house is right around the corner, we can stop there and I'll fetch you a band aid." Craig said with a slight hint of a smile. I could feel my cheek warming up, too flustered to say much I just nodded. We walked for a bit in silence before Craig spoke up again.

    "So roses? Who for?" He asked while bringing the flowers up to his nose breathing in slightly. My mind started racing and I could feel my heart starting to pick up pace thinking of how Craig was going to react to what I had to tell him.

    "Oh, well. Umm... They were actually given to me." By the time i finished my sentence we were in front of Craigs house. He stopped abruptly in front of me without turning to face my direction. I could feel his mood change from calm to tense in the matter of seconds.

    "From?" Was all he managed to say. I began clearing my throat as he turned to look at me.

    "Tweek" was all I said. Craigs face didn't change, he didn't look mad, or upset. He looked they way he always looked, but I could feel that this bothered him on an emotional level, you couldn't miss it. He grabbed my hand that was bleeding ever so lightly as he lead me into his house. When we walked in the smell of chilly filled the air, it was so warm. If I hadn't been in the current situation that I was, I'm pretty sure i would of become overwhelmed with relaxation.

    "Oh Hey Craig, Sweetie, who's your friend?". A blonde woman who I could only assume to be Craigs mother said.

    "Mom, This is (y/n)." Craig said as he made his way over to her in the kitchen, going straight towards the garbage can. He threw the roses inside.

    "I-It's nice to meet you Mrs. Tucker." I said while extending my hand to her.

    "We'', It's nice to meet you too, (Y/n)."  She said shaking my hand. I looked over towards Craig, he looked impatient. He motioned his head to follow him, so that's what I did. I started following Craig down a small hallway of his house.

    "You two be good now!" I heard Craig's mom yell.