Bromantic (Craig Tucker x Reader)

Your Breath

I could hear soft breathing underneath me, I could feel my head slightly rising and falling from someone else's breath. There was a soft and comforting heartbeat that was pumping against my cheek... All I could think about was Craig... How I wish it was him who came into the coffee shop last night. I wish he was the one that noticed my pain, I wish he was the one who cared about me... I embarrassed myself for him, He made me think he actually liked me. It doesn't make any sense, I wish he would just talk to me, but no matter how hard I try he won't. Oh well.. Maybe it's time to forget about him, maybe he isn't worth it... Maybe I deserve better.. Someone who cares, someone like the guy who is holding me right now. For a quick moment I imagine that the arms that are around me are Craig's, before I catch myself and open my eyes to see a sleeping Tweek. Trying my best not to wake him as I slip out of his grip and out of my bed, almost falling over, I catch myself on the door frame. I look back to see Tweek laying in my (f/c) comforter, his golden hair sticking in all directions. He looked so peaceful, so sweet, so handsome. Why didn't I like him? Why can't I like him? Why do I like Craig so fucking much! I make my way to the kitchen frustrated. I noticed that James isn't home, so I decide to cook breakfast for Tweek and I. I mean he was extremely sweet last night, I want to give him something nice to make up for it. As I started cooking I could smell the sweet aroma from the pancakes. It filled the house. With breakfast now spread out on the table I started to brew some coffee, just because I know how much Tweek enjoy's it. I notice Tweek is standing by the table now, his eyes look a bit puffy as if he was just rubbing them.

    "Hey, I made you breakfast, the coffee will be done in a bit." I looked at him, as I spoke I could see a small smile spreading across his face, I couldn't help but have the same reaction. We both sat down, digging into the meal I just prepared. After a moment i poured a cup of coffee for Tweek then handed it to him.

    "Thanks Y/n, J-just so y-you know, I enjoyed last n-night... Not you crying!! B-but holding you, and h-hopfully m-making you feel b-better." I couldn't help but feel my face beginning to turn crimson at Tweeks words.

    "Thanks Tweek, You did make me feel better..." I began to pour another cup of coffee, this one for myself.

    "So are you gonna tell me what's wrong now?" I spilt a little bit of coffee onto my hand, burning myself.

    "Fuck." I said as I went to the kitchen sink to run cold water on the stinging skin.

    "Y-you okay?" I looked over to see Tweek standing right beside me.

    "Yeah, I'm okay." It was quiet for a while after we sat back down to finish our coffee. Tweek was staring at me intensely and I could tell he was waiting to for an answer from me.

    "I want to tell you Tweek... Just... I don't want to hurt you.." I didn't dare make eye contact. I was afraid of seeing the hurt fill into his eyes.

    "Craig?" was all he said. I didn't respond. I honestly didn't know how too.

    "y-y/n, It's okay, I-I know you have a thing for him. A-and you know I-I have f-feelings for y-you... But all I want is for y-you to be h-happy. And if being your friend is what you n-need and is what is g-going to make you happy, then i'm h-happy." After Tweek finished we locked eyes, I stood up from where I was sitting and made my way over to him before wrapping him into the biggest hug I have ever given.

    "N-now tell me everything." He said... So I did.