Craig x Tweek [ American Spirit ]

Bay Breeze

Craig POV

God. Fucking. Damnit. Why does he have to be so fucking adorable? Here we are. Just like the old times. In my car and just joking around. I really like to poke fun at the fact that he enjoys to take it in the ass. I know it for a fact because he told me. I love that he can take a joke and the sound of his chirpy voice really puts me in a good mood.

Tweek and I both came out of the closet at around the same time and told each other about it, he confessed that he prefers "getting the attention than giving it". I would love to give him the attention. Instead I am here making jokes about that ass. I long for his moans. I wonder how he tastes like when I kiss him. I wonder if... No. I have to stop wondering. We are almost at Bay Breeze and I don't want him to see this raging boner.

"Finallyyyyy!" Tweek gets out the car and stretches out his arms "I'm baaaaaaack!"

"Dude, you sound like cousin Kyle" I open the trunk and grab the bags. I close the trunk and lock the car.

"No I don't!" he grabs two bags out of my hand, turns around, and walks toward the apartment complex. Bay Breeze. That's the name. Tweek still has the key so he opens the main entrance door. He calls the elevator then turns toward me "How is Kyle doing by the way?"

"Good. I saw him and Stan last weekend. As happy and in love as ever." I say while shrugging my shoulders and stand next to him "They might stop by tonight."

"I haven't been here for two weeks but it feels like forever!" Tweek steps inside the elevator. I follow him then press the button with number four on it. Oh God... Not this again. "FOUR Craig! I am down to FOUR underpants. You live on the fourth floor. The apartment number is 402. GASP! Craig, have you been stealing my underwear?"

"For fucks sake dude just knock it off" I sigh rolling my eyes. I don't want your fucking underwear. I want to get in it. "You know that underwear is not a currency in this society."

He laughs at my response. I love making him laugh. It's so contagious that I can't help but laughing along. Ok. I don't usually laugh. I chuckle. I snicker. I chortle. But Tweek can get me laughing.

Anyways, the elevator door opens and we walk toward loft number 402. I put down the bags and take out my keys. I feel like Tweek is staring at me. He is doing that again. He did that at Walmart too, and to be frank, it's making me feel kinda nervous...

I manage to keep my cool and open the door. The first thing we see is this big glass door that takes us to the balcony. By looking at inside we see the living room and part of the kitchen. The living room has the usual shit: TV, entertainment devices, La-z-Boy sofa, coffee table, and some asshole sitting on the couch. Oh wait. That's Clyde.

"Hey Craig can you show me how to--" Clyde shouts as he takes his eyes off the TV. He jumps right up and drop the PS5 controller on the couch "Hey dude!!"

"Heya!" Tweek walks toward him after putting down the bags on the counter. They exchange a big bear hug. "Finally! It feels like forever!"

"Yeah man! I haven't seen you since what...?" Clyde stops and thinks for a couple of seconds. Careful Clyde, don't hurt yoursef. "A month ago?"

"Yeah! You were always at work!" Tweek let go of Clyde and gives him a big smile "But we're both here now! So how have you been?"

I am going to let these two catch up. I think I'm gonna go to my room and get changed. Oh. Before I do that I better tell them put the stuff inside the bags away.

Ok. Done.

Now, let me go to my room. I open the door, close it, and lock it-Clyde and Tweek like to barge into my room. I take off my working clothes, grab a t-shirt and sweatpants from my dresser. I put them on then I open the door, heading back to the living room, but I run into Tolkien, who is getting out of his room the same time as me.

"Hey dude" he greets me with a smile "I heard a commotion so I'm assuming Tweek is here?"

"Yeah. We met up at Skeeter's after work. We also went for a run to get booze and munchies " I reply and give him a fist bump. Tolkien is cool. He helped me out a lot in the past... like getting me a well-paid job and a really nice place to live. This place is not cheap. But thanks to him, I manage to pay my share.

"Is Brandon with him?" He asks while giving me a concerned look, peaking his head up to look over my shoulders.

"No. They broke up" I look down, leaning against the wall, I take a deep breath and resume talking "Hopefully this time is for good."

"Oh. Cool! Then you should get with him before he jumps into another guy's arm" he sounds so positive about it. And makes it sounds so simple. "That guy sure hates being alone."

"I don't know man" I sigh and scratch the back of my neck "It's weird. We've been friends since ... forever. What if he just sees me as his friend... or worst, sees me as a brother. That is such a turn off."

"I don't think you have to wor--" Token is about to say something but Tweek jumps right in between us.

"Hi Token!" he goes to hug Tolkien and squeeze the hell out of him. Without letting go he looks up at the big black guy and asks "What are you guys talking about?"

"Nothing" I say quickly

"Craig's love life" Token says over me. Motherfucker! He smirks while wrapping his arms around Tweek to hug him back.

"Craig's love... wait, Craig like-likes someone??" He asks Tolkien, immediately letting go of the hug, his arms fall to his sides.

Tweek turns around to look at me. He is looking at me as if he can read my mind. Then he says, in a very confusing tone, a mix of anger and excitement "so, what? You rather talk to Tolkien about it than me? You think that I don't have any good advices or something like that?"

"Now you're putting words in my mouth" I try to calm him down, spinning him around by his shoulders, and leading him back to the living room. While I'm doing that, I turn my head around to face Tolkien and mouth at him to shut the fuck up. Tolkien responds with a silent apology and follows us to the kitchen.

"Clyde! Did you know anything about this?" Tweek wouldn't let it go and goes to sit on the couch, falling onto it so hard and Clyde almost bounces off it.

I sigh wishing he would just let it go.

I need a drink.

As I'm thinking that, I see a black hand holding a glass of whiskey on the rocks. I thank Tolkien and accept the peace offer.

"Dude!" exclaims Clyde with that dumb look on his stupid face, his eyes still fixed on the screen "It took me forever to get to this level!"

Tweek scowls at him and smack the controller out of his hand, resulting in a death. Clyde seems pissed and Tweek isn't budging. They stare each other down.

"You wanna go, bruh?!" Clyde gets on his feet and is ready to fight, "I'm going to wipe that smirk off your face with my first!"

This is where I step in between them, hiding Tweek behind me, he's way smaller than us but he isn't scared. Instead, he goes around me to glare at Clyde. He moves closer, getting all up in his face (on his tip toes) and says:

"I will beat you like the bitch you are. I dare you to try me."

The entire room falls silent. Clyde shots a quick glance at me with that stupid look on his face. He is so shocked but then he bursts into laughter. It seems like he is going to take up the challenge. I let out a cough to get his attention. When our eyes meet, I scowl and give him a death stare to indicate that if he dares to touch Tweek, I will beat his ass. The tension broke when we hear Tolkien laughing his ass off in the background.