I sit up with tears spilling from my eyes, I pull my knees up to my chest as I feel arms wrap around me quickly and kissing my forehead. 'Hey, calm down babe. . .what's wrong?' I can hear the fear in his voice, I answer shakily. 'I-I d-dreamed someone t-tied m-me up and f-forced m-me to w-watch you die s-slowly t-then tied me to y-you until I-I s-s-starved. . .'
I look up at Craig to see tears in his eyes, he whispers. 'Nothing bad will happen, that will never happen, I promise.' I rest my head on his chest as he rocks me back and forth. 'Go to sleep babe. . .' I shake my head. 'W-what if i-it happens Craig?!' Craig rests his head against mine. 'It won't.' I cry. 'I don't w-want you to g-get k-killed, I l-love y-you so much.'
[Craigs POV.]
I kiss him again. 'Babe, please, just go to sleep, I don't want you to worry, I'll stay up all night to protect you. If you keep crying babe, I'm going to start crying. . .please just go to bed.' He nods shutting his eyes lightly, he asks quietly. 'I w-would make you cry?' I nod with a tear rolling down my cheek. 'Yes, you'll make me cry throughout life with your adorableness, you'll probably scare me one day, if you ever go to hospital, I'll be crying my eyes out waiting for you, I love you Tweek, I'm not ashamed to admit it.'
Tweek smiles softly. 'I love you too Craig, I'm sorry Craig, it's a school night and I'm keeping you up because I had a stupid nightmare.' I kiss his forehead. 'It's not stupid if it's to do with you.' He kisses my cheek. 'You're adorable.' I hear a light snore as I lay him down softly, tucking him in. Little does Tweek know, I wake up at 4:00 am, I have issues with sleeping when it comes to about 4:00.
I walk downstairs and start cooking breakfast, Tricia walks down and asks. 'Can you sleep in for once? At least until 4:30?' I shake my head. 'No, but for once I didn't wake up naturally, Tweek had a nightmare so, I'm wide awake.' I cook the normal sitting down to watch Red Racer, Tricia sits down next to me and takes notes.
I ask. 'What are you doing?' She answers. 'The school has assigned projects on odd family members so, I'm doing a project on you, your weird sleeping patterns, your obsession with Red Racer, Stripe and Tweek or "Tweekers".' I roll my eyes. 'Your name is "Ruby" but you call yourself "Tricia".' She raises an eyebrow. 'So?' I groan sitting back. 'Your name is now "Brat".' She says annoyed. 'My name is not "Brat".' I say. 'Brat.' I hear walking coming from upstairs, I look up to see Tweek wearing my normal baseball jersey, he quickly hugs me as I ask. 'What's wrong?' He just nuzzles his head into my neck, I say. 'I'm sorry I wasn't there when you woke up.' I kiss his forehead as Tricia says. 'I told you, you are the weirdest in the house.'
I flip her off. 'I hope you get an F, brat.' I look down at my plate to see most of my food gone, I ask. 'So, want to explain what happened to my food?' Tweek tightness his grip on me. 'U-underpants gnomes.' I roll my eyes. 'Sure babe.' After a bit, Tricia goes back to her room and I stand up, Tweek asks. 'Where are you going?' I answer. 'I'm getting you some coffee.' I instantly notice Tweek holding my hand smiling. 'Coffee you say?'
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Creek one-shots. / / /Fluffs/Smuts. / / /
أدب الهواة[I own none of these characters!] Each chapter will be different and in some, they will be aged up but in some, they will still be children.
