Craig's POV
I created this dumb team back in fourth grade, and you see. It wasn't the best idea when my rivaling teams leader and I started having feelings for each other that weren't hate. They're far from hate. We fell in love with each other, but nobody can know about us. Nobody can know because our teams will tear us apart. It'll be some Romeo and Juliet bullshit. I guess it is. Stan and I hang out after school, where we usually show all the affection pent up throughout the day. We have to act like we hate each other. We've gotten pretty good at this game. Though you're probably wondering, if we're sworn enemies, how did we get together in the first place..?
(Flashback)
I approach Starks Pond, seeing Stan Marsh sitting on a bench, his head in his hands and his elbows rested against his thighs. I jump over the bench and sit down next to him.
"The fuck is up, Marsh?" I ask, acting like I'm gonna challenge him to a duel. As I always sound.
"I'm not playing right now Craig..." he sounds broken, upset. I feel a little bad for my stupid actions I had made before.
"Sorry... uh... what's wrong?" I ask, a hand going to his back, rubbing it a bit.
"I'm just... having trouble with something..." Stan answers
"You can talk to me..." I remind him
"Psh. Yeah. Like I'd talk to someone who's supposed to be my enemy, you'll end up using it against me" He says
"We can be enemies at school, but outside of school we don't have to be... just tell me what's on your mind" I put my arm completely around him, pulling him slightly closer to me. He doesn't move so I assume it's okay.
"Why are you making these gay movements toward me?" Stan asks
I roll my eyes "I don't see you pushing them away."
"That's just it... I don't know what I am..." Stan sighed.
So he's struggling with his form of self identification? That makes sense.. I did too.
"So... What are you thinking? You're with Wendy..." I start
"I threw up around Wendy for a reason, Craig I think I might be gay..." Stan admits.
Oh great he just tells his fucking enemy, a boy he's despised since the beginning. His own thoughts, his secrets. He must sense some sort of trust in me.
"Me too." I say
"You think I'm gay?! Is it obvious?" He asks, a bit panicked.
"What? No! I'm saying I'm gay too you dipshit." I answer
Stan let's out a sigh of relief "Oh thank god."
"So, What led you to question your sexuality?" I ask
"I feel these things for a guy I shouldn't feel anything for..." Stan answers
Is it bad that I want that to be me? So badly... wait... do I like him that way? Why else would I be holding him like this, and looking out into the pond with him.
"I guess I did too." I answer, I'm okay with loving him.
"Who?" Stan asks
"Am I allowed to lie?" I respond
"No." He confirms
"Stan. I think I like you..." I admit
Stan smiles lightly "I think I like you too."
"What happens now?" I ask
"Boyfriends?" Stan asks
"Sure but... our teams can't know... nobody can know... we can't risk them finding out." I answer
"Don't worry, I'm on board... we just have to pretend as though we aren't a couple at school... we have to pretend like we're enemies." Stan starts
"And nothing in public... meaning... get off me." I state
Stan sits up, completely off me "you put me there in the first place."
(Present time)
I smile into my daydream about Stan, he has so much good about him. His eyes are this pretty shade of blue, and his smile is contagious.
"Craig?" Mr Garrison asks
"Craig." He repeats sternly, Clyde leans over and nudges me from my daydream.
My head shoots up toward Mr Garrison "Yes Sir?"
"I asked a question." He states
"Yes! And what was that question?" I ask
He rolls his eyes "Who was the president of the confederacy in the civil war?" He asks once again
I tap my desk and think for a moment, I then smack it and point at him.
"Jefferson Davis!" I exclaim. On the corner of my eye I see Stan, he's looking at me with a smile and a soft blush. When we started going out he dumped Wendy, shes alone now, she hasn't found a replacement.
"Very good Craig." Mr Garrison praises me, but I don't pay attention, I'm caught in a loving look from Stan, which I return, though we soon break it so other people don't see us.
After class I make my way to lunch. I sit with the guys, Clyde, Token, Jimmy, and Tweek. I usually make Tweek eat some of my lunch because all he has is coffee, and he's tiny and thin, I swear he hasn't surpassed one-hundred pounds, he could use some food in him. The guys tease me saying I like Tweek and I'm like an overprotective boyfriend to him, but if they only knew my lover was the leader of our opposing team. The guy that supposedly is my enemy. I look over at him him giving me another loving look, so of course, I return it. It turns into a mean glare so I assume someone on my side is looking at him, so I return his glare.
"Stan really has it out for you." Clyde says
I nod "I'll kick his ass if he starts anything"
After school, I get my phone from my locker and see the millions of messages from Stan. He constantly forgets I leave my phone in my locker during the day.
Stan-Babe they're questioning me about the looks
Stan-I got it taken care of, we're still hidden 😊
Stan-Why aren't you responding?
Stan-Craig? Honey?
Stan-I love you....
There's two hours before he texts again.
Stan- Oh fucking hell. Your phone is in your locker. I'm so dumb.
Craig- You're so precious. So, are you coming over to my house today?
Stan- Of course I am. I'll be at your back door.
Craig- Okay, I'll see you then.
A couple minutes pass, I'm walking home, I'm about halfway home by now.
Stan- Not even an 'I love you'? Man what a great boyfriend you are.
Craig- I love you, my knight.
Stan- I love you too, my prince ❤️
Craig- ❤️
I get home and put my bag down in my room before going into the backyard, where Stan is waiting for me. Once he sees me he sighs in relief and walks over and hugs me, I hug back and smile.
"I missed you today." Stan admits
"I was there all day." I state
"Yeah But I didn't get to hang out with you..." he argues
"I know, for good reasons, one day we will be able to tell them. But for now we must wait, it'll be worth it though" I peck his cheek. Stan and I are pretty even in height, though I'm slightly taller than him. I let him go inside and he goes up to my room, taking his shoes off by my door and laying on my bed, my shoes came off by my front door.
"When will we be able to tell them?" Stan asks
"I don't know..." I answer, Stan is ready but I'm not. He's been ready since freshman year. We've been together since 8th grade, and we're currently in junior year. We've been together for four years.
"I'm just... not ready for people to-" I get cut off by Stan "It's okay, Craig. We can wait until your ready, I'll wait an eternity if it means we still get to be together" Stan smiles and holds his arms out for me, I jump over him, laying on the opposite side as him and cuddling with him, kissing his cheek.
"Someday I'll be ready... someday I'll just decide 'fuck it'" I close my eyes and we shift so we're under the covers.
"You always do." He responds, holding me close to him as I cuddle into his chest.
