Craig's POV
"You can have it all." I take a suitcase with my clothes and my chargers and devices. He can have it. I don't want any of it. It all reminds me of him. How happy we used to be. I'll take the things that are mine, he can keep what's ours, well... his now. I step out of our apartment and the door slams behind me. I get on my phone and call my parents. No answer. Fuck. What's so important that they couldn't answer to their own son. Clyde is busy with Bebe, Token is with the two... who else is there?
I scroll through my contacts and see his name. Shit. Him? Well... he's all I've got. I press call and put the phone up to my ear.
"Go for Marsh." He answers, and I find myself giggling.
"Hey, It's Tucker. Uh... weird question... can I stay with you for a bit?" I ask
"Why? What about you an Tweek?" He sounds suspicious, and somewhat jealous.
"Tweek and I... aren't together anymore... I told him he could have our apartment... and... I have nowhere else to go..." I sigh
"Alright man... do have a car? Or do you want me to come pick you up?" He asks, his voice suddenly softening.
Stan's POV
I feel so bad for him, he just left his longtime boyfriend, but that's good for me. For as long as they have been together I've had a crush on him. Maybe I have a chance now. I'll let him move in with me, I'll comfort him through it all, I'll have him grow attached to me, and eventually he'll be in love with me.
"I have a car... just... text me your address" Craig answers
"Do you want me to get you anything to make you feel better?" I ask, I don't even know what could make him feel better
"Just a comfortable spot... maybe a movie and some popcorn?" Craig asks
"Whatever helps dude, I'll see ya soon" I smile, but he can't see it.
"See ya" he hangs up on me, I text him my address before getting him some caramel popcorn, and my Netflix up so he can choose what he wants to watch, I get him a throw pillow to cuddle and one of my softest blankets. I get them set up on my couch and I sit, waiting for him.
Ten minutes later there's a knock at my door, I go over to it and see him with a suitcase and a bag. I step aside to let him in, he puts his things down and falls onto the couch.
"Here, I have some caramel popcorn..." I smile lightly, he takes it and returns the smile, though his isn't as big. I sit next to him, and he sniffles a few times.
"I was so stupid..." He says, wiping his tear filled eyes "I loved him..." he adds
I feel my heart twist "Maybe it was for the best, If he was unhappy, or if there were issues in your relationship, then at least you don't have to be in pain anymore, you don't have to be stressed anymore, you can live here for as long as you need, I don't mind if you even live here with me, I could use some company here, and I don't mind you, at all." I smile slightly. He nuzzles into me, so I put my arm around him.
"I don't know how I'll make it... nobody answered me... except for you... you really saved my ass today..." He grabs the blanket and puts it over the two of us.
"You're cuddling me..." I state
"Is that okay?" He asks
"It's more than okay." I answer rubbing his back
"You're just... comfortable, and I want comfort." He explains
"I'm here for you..." I smile and allow him to relax on me.
~Two Months Later~
I wake up in the morning and make my way to the kitchen. Craig is still asleep on the couch, I bite my lip as I watch him. Two months and there still isn't anything between us. He hasn't started looking for a replacement, and he isn't crying over Tweek anymore. I guess he's kinda neutral about it all. I sigh and look down. I should tell him. I have to tell him. He'll find someone else. I want to claim him as mine.
"Stan?" He asks
"Yeah?" I respond, he stays quiet.
"Hmm Thank you... soft.... pretty..." he says
Craig's POV
Stan's hand is placed on my cheek, our foreheads together
"Stan? We're gonna be like this forever... right?" I ask, smiling
"For as long as we can be, baby boy." Stan answers
My hand goes through his hair "Your hair is so soft... your face is so pretty" He starts to lean in, and I do on instinct. Our lips almost touching.
I'm pulled back to reality. I look around, I'm in Stan's apartment, which I technically share with him because I pay some of the bills, and help out around the house.
I look up at the ceiling and stretch, everything popping.
"Ugh... fuck..." I rub my head and look at the ceiling.
"Good morning" Stan says, startling me, I look over at him
"Hey." I respond
"Good dreams?" He asks
"Why do you.." I look down and see the tent forming. I quickly cover it. "No... I don't know why that's there..." I blush deeply
"Nothing to be embarrassed about" Stan responds "You can go uh... relieve that... in the bathroom if you want." He adds
"No, I'm good, it'll... go away..." I sigh, curling up so it doesn't show. I glance at Stan, then I get on my phone, going to Tweek's contact
Craig: where is it?
Tweek: What?
Craig: My heart. Where is it? What did you do with it?
Tweek: I put it on the pile of broken dreams. I put it on the pile of empty words. On the forgotten happiness we used to have together.
Tweek: it's still yours. I want nothing more to do with it, take it.
Craig: Thanks...
Tweek: Stop texting me.
I delete my text conversation with Tweek, but I keep his contact. I look back up at Stan and smile slightly
"I got my heart back..." I say
"What?" He asks
"Tweek gave me my lost heart back, I'm letting go... of what I had with him... he doesn't want to be with me anymore, and I accept that. I have to move on, be with someone who will make me happier, who will benefit me more, who makes me happy, who I can hopefully make happy." I answer
"You're gonna? Start looking for another partner?" Stan asks, a little hope and disappointment laced in his voice.
"I mean... I won't start looking... but if something happens... then I'm not gonna push the guy away..." I look down, Putting my legs back down, as my issue had gone away. He stays silent and goes into the kitchen, I take a deep breath. Am I ready for a new beginning? A new partner?
I tear up, standing up and going into the bathroom to change. I get my keys afterward and rush out of the house.
I stand at Tweek's doorstep. Wiping my eyes of the tears, I knock at the door. He opens it and sees me. His expression turns angry.
"What?" He asks
"I don't... I don't want to start anything with anyone else... I want you..." I answer, rubbing my eyes, his eyes soften.
"C'mon... Craig... we both know it's for the better... we had issues..." Tweek says
"But Tweek I love you.... I don't know if I have the strength to move on..." I hold my arms out for a hug, but I don't get one.
"Craig. Move on." He says, closing the door. I put my arms down and go back to my car, crying for a bit before going back to Stan's. Once I get back I see him on the couch, watching TV.
"Stan..." I sniffle
"Yeah?" He asks, looking at me.
"I need a hug..." I take my shoes off and shut the door and locking it. Going over to him and sniffling a few more times, and holding my arms out. Stan gets up and puts his arms around me.
"What happened, Bub?" Stan asks
"I went to Tweek... talked to him... I though maybe I could get back with him... but... he's done with me..." I sigh "I wanted a hug... but he just told me to move on... so I'll hug you..." I add, nuzzling my head against his chest.
"Hug me whenever you need, I'm here for you." Stan says
"Thank you.... you're the best..." I hold him tighter, he lays down on the couch, pulling me on top of him and putting my blanket over us.
"Just relax, Craig. Maybe take a small nap." Stan says, rubbing my back.
"Okay..." I close my eyes and cuddle deeper into him.
~Two Hours Later~
I wake up, still in Stan's arms. I stretch and move around a bit.
"Sleep well?" Stan asks
"Mhm..." I stretch out some more, still stiff.
"Good" he smiles "how are you feeling?" He asks.
"Better, so much better." I answer, smiling "I'm happier than I've been in a long time." I turn my head and kiss his neck lightly.
He giggles "Hey that tickled!"
"What? It didn't bother you?" I ask
"Why would it bother me?" He responds
"Because you're straight?" I sound confused
"No I'm not." He states
"Since when?!" I exclaims
"Since you came out." He answers
"So what are you?" I ask
"Uh... well... I haven't bothered to really... label it... I've loved one boy for as long as I can remember... but I don't know if I'm attracted to girls... of course I've said they're hot, around the guys, but... I mean... I look at guys and think they're hot, genuinely hot." Stan explains
"You don't have to label it." I respond "so who have you been in love with?" I add, winking at him "is it Kyle? I wouldn't be surprised, you hang around him all the time, well you used to..." I sound kinda jealous, and I am, Stan's cute, I wouldn't mind being with him, I don't know if I love him, but he's different. Different. He's not Tweek.
"It's uh... well.." Stan chuckles nervously "it's you." He adds
"It.. is?" I ask
"Yeah... what do you... think about it?" He answers
"I think you're cute" I respond, blushing softly.
"Do you?" He sounds shocked
"I do. I think you're nice, caring, and... pretty" I cuddle into him and give him an Eskimo kiss.
"Does that mean you get to be mine?" Stan asks
I sit and think, could I? Could I give my heart to another? I just got it back... Tweek tore it... and cut it apart. He gave it back to me in shreds. Who's to say Stan wouldn't do the same thing?
"I don't know if my.... my heart..." I start
"I'll take care of it, Craig. I promise, Your heart is precious to me." Stan says, holding up his pinky, I intertwine my pinky with his.
"It's all yours." I smile
Stan's POV
Oh my god. Craig Tucker is-
"So we're boyfriends now?" I ask
"That's what that whole conversation was for." Craig responds, chucking.
He's my boyfriend. He has no idea how long I've been waiting for this. How long I've wanted him to be mine.
"Holy fuck you're mine." I smile widely, pulling him closer and kissing his temple.
"I am" he responds
"I've been waiting... since we were in grade school... for you to be mine, for this moment. To be holding you. To be able to kiss you..."
"You haven't kissed me yet."
"I want to."
"This soon?!"
"Can I?!" I exclaim excitedly
"No!" He pulls himself up to kiss me passionately, pulling away after a few seconds "I wanted the first kiss" he adds
I'm frozen, but I'm happy. I'm the happiest I've ever been. He's so beautiful. That kiss was the greatest thing I've ever experienced.
"Stan?" Craig asks, I don't respond
"Stan." He says a bit firmer, I look at him and smile, leaning in to kiss him again.
"Oh my god that's the best feeling I'll ever have." I take a deep breath, happy exhale.
"Heh... I like it too, you're the best thing that has happened to me, you've broken my sadness..." Craig says
"I hope to for a long time." I respond
I hope he's as happy with me as I am with him. I hope this will last.
