Craig x Tweek [ Chantaje - COMPLETED]

Chapter 32: The Tuckers and The Tweaks

Craig's POV

It's Friday.

This week was long and busy. I am so glad that it's over.

Both Tweek and I got pulled into our work right after we came back from our trip. Tweek was inspired by the coffee shops we went to in Aspen
, so he's been spending a lot of his time at Nightingale. I, on the other hand, was handed a big pile of data collection that needed to be reviewed before we present it to the shareholders--we're hoping that would convince them to gave us more funding for our research.

Being mentally drained from my job, I couldn't stay up and wait for Tweek like I would usually do. I really wanted to stay up but my body just said "fuck you dude, I'm going to bed"

The only time I got to spend with him was in early mornings, with him making me coffee and breakfast. It was the highlight of my week.

Anyways, it's Friday, and we are going over at my folks for dinner. I just got home and I'm waiting for Tweek. He should be here soon...

Tweek's POV

I rush outside the elevator, sprinting toward Craig's apartment--well, I guess it's OUR apartment now, since I'm paying half of the rent and the bills. I scan my keycard to unlock the door, making a dramatic entrance.

"AAAGH!"

I shout and slam the door shut behind me.

"Oh, welcome home honey" Craig greets me with his usual deadpan look but his eyes shimmer from the sight of me. "Are you excited to see my folks tonight?"

"AAAGH!!" I shout at him, pulling my hair while pacing left and right.

"To be honest, you seem a little bit freaked out right now" he snickers and I think he finds it amusing. "Come here"

Craig invites me to step closer, with his arm open, ready to hug me

Craig's POV

I watch my nervous wreck of a boyfriend fidgeting as he slowly walks closer to me. When he's within reach, I wrap my arms around his slender body and make him sit in my lap.

"I'm literally--no, wait, figuratively shitting my pants right now" he murmurs while I'm holding him my arms.

"Pfft--Well, I sure hope you're not literally shitting your pants" I snicker as I caress his back while hugging him, "I just got you those pants and they are not cheap"

"Craig!" He snaps and scowls at me. "This is serious!"

"Babe, look, I didn't even want to do this in the first place. But you insisted so..."

"Well! Maybe I'd feel a bit at ease if you had told them about us!"

I sigh and look into his eyes, full of worries and ... Tweekness.

"Tricia has already told them" I say to him and watch his eyes widen. "My sister has a big mouth... I'd be surprised if she didn't tell them"

"They know?"

I nod and gently kissing him on his forehead. Then, I feel Tweek's hands pushing me away.

Tweek's POV

Craig leans in to kiss me but I softly push him away.

He is totally missing the point.

"Craig, I wanted them to hear it from you" I say with a serious tone, causing his smile to disappear. "That's the whole point of this dinner."

"Tweek, babe, my parents are very open minded and they want me to be happy, and you make me happy, so they are totally fine with us going out," he says to me, relaxing his back into the couch, "I know it as a fact because my mom and dad felt the need to call me right after Tricia told them"