Stan's POV
"Ugghhhhhh! I'm so not looking forward to this!" Craig exclaims throwing himself dramatically onto my bed.
"Oh c'mon it won't be so bad, it will be your friends" I respond, turning around in my desk chair to face.
"My friends who are fucking whipped!" He responds, covering his face with both arms.
"Well.. I'll be there?" I shrug, he's making a good point. Clyde and Token are pretty damn whipped. He's shown me multiple texts of him asking to hang out and them responding with 'can't I'm with my girl' or something like that.
"That's the only fucking good thing." Craig responds
"I don't know if I should be flattered or not..." I look up to think
"Can we just not go?" Craig asks
"We're going. I'm sorry but... you keep blowing them off." I answer
"It's because they always talked about them! How head over heels they are for them! It's... ahh! It drives me insane!" He scrunches up his nose and sits up, pulling his knees up to his chest and hugging them, resting his head on his knees.
"It's not the end of the world babe, it's just a few hours then we can come back here and cuddle." I sigh, standing up and sitting across from him.
"Who said I'm staying with you?" Craig asks
"You can drop the attitude, mister." I glare with a scrunched up nose and a smirk.
"Ugh. Yes dad. Now answer my question." He responds
"Well, It was more of an assumption. Because we usually spend the weekends sleeping over at one of our houses" I answer, shrugging
"You're right, I'm staying. I need my marshmallow cuddles" Craig giggles innocently.
"Now c'mon, get your things on. We have to go" I instruct, he groans before putting his hat back on, then going over to where his jacket is hanging from my closet knob, and he slips it on, zipping it up. He gets his shoes on and sits back on my bed. I play with my hair before putting my hat on, then I throw my jacket on and button it up and put my shoes on.
"Stan." Craig states, I turn to look at him, he's wearing a slight smirk
"What?" I ask
"Nice ass." He states, I go red and look away for a moment before looking back at him. "How about we just stay here and... fool around." He adds
I laugh "Nice try, let's go." I point toward the door.
"Damnit! That has worked before!" Craig sighs standing up and walking toward the door.
"Wait!" I exclaim, getting some of my cologne and spraying some on him, then onto myself. "Now. Let's go." I add after I put it carelessly onto my desk and practically push Craig out of the room, then out of the house. I keep my arm around his waist as we walk, he drags himself along until they're in our sight, then he has more of a confident strut.
"Hey guys!" Clyde exclaims, walking over to us with Bebe at his hip, his arm is around her, a little too low on the waist.
"Hey!" Craig responds as happily as he'll allow himself. I know it's faked.
Token comes to stand with us, connected to his hip is his girlfriend, Nichole. Token has his arm loosely around her neck.
"You're late. I started to think you wouldn't show, again." Token says, I check my watch, we're two minutes late.
"Craig's a pain in the ass to get out of the house." I joke, chuckling.
"Believe me, I know." Clyde says, and Bebe nudges him slightly, so he stops talking, why'd she do that? Craig seems to notice and I can see the slight anger burn in his eyes, beneath his 'somewhat happy' exterior.
"Should we go get something to eat then?" Nichole asks with a smile, we all agree upon it and we go inside, getting a table and sitting down. Craig is on my left and Token is on my right. Craig's next to Clyde and I. The girls take up the last third of the table, sitting next to their boyfriends, obviously. Craig and I hold hands under the table as they all chat away, mainly about school, the girls share a few rumors they heard about some of the other girls. It turns into the girls talking about giving each other makeovers. Clyde and Token seen completely okay with this, they must've gotten used to hearing that stuff, they seem somewhat interested. Then they curve the conversation as they start to talk about conspiracy theories. Which I join in for, but Craig just sits silently and listens... is he even listening? Or is he somewhere else in his mind. That'd make sense, he doesn't even want to be here. I squeeze his hand three times, and he does the same thing back, just to let me know he's still in the moment. That he isn't too lost in his thoughts. Though I know he will be.
"What do you think Craig?" Bebe asks, he looks up, giving me a confused and somewhat scared look.
I lean over and whisper to him "We're discussing the conspiracy theory stating that the moon is a hologram"
He rolls his eyes "It's not. Guys. Be real. The moon is the cause for tidal waves-" he's cut off by Clyde "that's just what they want you to think!" Craig sighs, a bit annoyed, before continuing "it wouldn't really benefit anyone, if the moon was a hologram. It serves no purpose." Craig finishes, looking back down and resting his head in his hand, he squeezes S.O.S into my hand, which makes us both giggle a little.
"What's so funny?" Clyde asks
"Nothing..." Craig answers, nuzzling himself into his hand. The waiter comes by and takes our orders, and brings us our drinks. Craig puts the straw in and sips at it, not bothering to lift his head or the cup. He sighs and looks over at me. Smirking slightly and leaning over to me and whispering.
"Don't you wish we were at home" He whispers, Going back to his suggestion that he had made before we left.
I roll my eyes and whisper back "No. I'm enjoying myself, turn your attitude around"
He sighs and goes back to his place.
"What are you two talking about?" Token asks
"Hmm?" Craig's eyes direct to Token
"You two are acting strange. Mainly you, Craig." Token states.
"It's because I-" Craig starts, I reach my hand over to cover his mouth. Everyone gives me a strange look, including Craig.
"Craig. A word." I pull him over to the other side of the room and he glares at me
"What was that for?" He harshly whispers
"Don't tell them that you don't want to be here." I respond
"Why hide it from them?" Craig asks
"Because you have to be at least nice to them. Now put a fucking smile on your face and engage in conversation. Then we can go back to my house. Okay? We can be alone for the rest of the night. You should be happy to get to hang out with them" I say
he sighs and nods "Fine"
I place my fingers on his chin and make him look at me, I lean in and give him a small kiss. He returns it, but pulls away and looks around a bit nervously.
"Don't do that in public someone might see!" Craig gripped onto my arm and I smile and chuckle.
"I don't care if people see." I stateC placing my hand on his lower back, pulling him close to me and dipping him down. Craig's hands go to grip my jacket.
"Stan... Stan don't... people are looking" Craig looks around and sees the other people in the restaurant looking at us.
I shrug "Let them look" I put a hand on the back of his head and pull him up to catch his lips in a passionate kiss. After a few moments I feel kid lips move against mine and he pulls me closer, I bring him back to his feet and a few moments later I break the kiss and there a mix of cheers and boos from the crowds of people who we're staring at us. Craig takes my hand and pulls me back to our seats resting he's head in his hands and stares at the table, looking nervous.
"That was quite a show" Clyde says, earning another elbow from Bebe. "Ow! What!?" Clyde exclaims to that
"There are more important things! Than that!" She responds, looking at Craig "Craig..? Are you okay?" She asks, he looks up at her, then over at me, still looking worried, then his eyes dart to Bebe.
"Yes, You." She adds, smiling kindly. I hold my hand up for him to grab but he doesn't seem to notice, so I put my hand on top of his on the table, he looks over at me and down at our hands. He turns his hand around go grip firmly to mine, and he shows the slightest of smiles as he looks back to Bebe.
"I'm fine" Craig answers "Just worried about doing that sort of stuff in public" he adds, leaning onto my shoulder.
"It was hot." Clyde winks at Craig, who rolls his eyes and flips him off.
"Clyde stop..." Bebe says, her tone is sorta giggly and she's only half serious about it.
"I wouldn't see you as the type of person to care about what others think..." Token says
"I'm fucking human, Token." Craig responds sitting up and letting go of me completely.
"Yeah But... you have the power to not give a shit..." Token says
"Yeah But the fact that this makes people hate and discriminate against me, against us..." Craig looks at me, then to Token. "I could give less of a shit if they're discriminating against me, but I don't want them to talk to Stan like that. I don't want them to talk to anyone else like that, it's just dumb." Craig shrugs.
A different waiter brings out our food, smiling kindly to Craig and I. She doesn't say anything, she just gives us the food, smiles and leaves. We all begin eating. Craig eats a bit quicker, in a hurry to leave.
"Craig, Honey slow down." I remind him, Putting a hand on his back and rubbing it slightly. He follows my instructions. We all engage in another conversation, Craig tries to join but I know he's just not a conversationalist when it comes to group chats. Though when it's just him and I, he will talk nonstop. Once we all finish and get the bills, So we all pay and stand outside, like we were before. Clyde's arm around Bebes waist a little too low, and Tokens arm around Nichole's neck. My arm is around Craig's waist. His waist. Seriously Clyde. Get your hand off her ass.
"We should do that again sometime!" Nichole suggests
"I'd rath-" I cut Craig off "Sounds lovely." Craig rolls his eyes and covers my mouth "I'd rather get set of fire than do this again." He lowers his hand
"You two are an odd couple..." Bebe states
"Thank you." I state
"Okay, lets go back to your house." Craig says backing up.
"Craig. Patience" I look at the others "Craig and I are gonna get going... he's being impatient" I glare at him. Clyde let's go of Bebe and goes over to Craig, hugging him and whispering something into his ear. Craig rolls his eyes and glares at Clyde once he pulls away from the hug.
"Bebe, Bitch slap Clyde for me." Craig says pulling from my grasp and turning around to walk away. I'm quick to follow Craig and he takes my hand.
"Ow!" We hear a few seconds after we walk away.
"What did he tell you?" I ask
Craig rolls his eyes "He wants me to leave you to start a poly relationship with him and Bebe."
"You don't want to right?" I ask
"Dude! I'm fucking gay." Craig answers "I wouldn't be into dating Bebe." He adds
"But you'd leave me?" I ask
"No. I would never leave you. I love you." He Blushes, mumbling the last words, but I still heard them.
"What was that?" I ask
"I love you." He mumbles once again
"A little louder. He stops us any turns so we're facing each other.
"I. Fucking. Love. You." He says as genuinely as he can
"I fucking love you too." That wasn't the first time we've said it, I just like teasing him about saying it because it still makes him a little flustered to say it.
We finally get back to my house and back to my room, he throws his jacket, shoes, and hat off. He gets under my covers and holds his arms out, grasping for me.
"C'mon...." I know he must be tired from being around people, he doesn't act the part but he's a full on introvert, Craig only likes being around one or two people at once, and being in a large group like that makes him just want to relax and sleep, he explained this to me after the first time we hung out in a huge group, which was his group and mine. After that he was so done with everything. I take my hat and shoes off, leaving my jacket on. I get in bed with him, he sloth cuddles me and smiles, nuzzling into my chest.
"Thank you for going babe, I had fun" I sigh and begin playing with his hair.
"Mhm... I guess I did too, I enjoyed kissing you..." he chuckles
"What about the people?" I ask
"They made me nervous, and a bit upset, but they aren't gonna do anything..." He answers
"That's right." I respond, I'm glad he's not letting it get to him.
He yawns and groans moving a bit to get more comfortable.
"Stan?" Craig asks, half asleep
"What?" I respond
"Are we gonna get married?" He asks
I sit and think for a moment "One day." I answer
"I hope we do.... I love you..." He says in a mumble as he falls asleep
"I love you too."
