I sigh grabbing Craig's hands. 'So, you're asking to resign from music?' Craig groans. 'I've been skipping all of them and the schools getting pissed! I'm having a sit down with them to say why I should leave.' I nod kissing him. 'Ok. . .I love you.' He smiles a bit but then says confused. 'How do you get away with still being in it?! You're dating me.' I smile. 'He doesn't know we're dating. . .I got to get home, ok? I love you so much.' He kisses me. 'I love you too.'
I groan quickly. 'Call me if you need me, ok? I love you so much.' He laughs slapping my ass. 'Go! I love you too!' I grin walking home, mum asks. 'So, what are you doing tonight?' I hum. 'Well, Craigs basically having to beg to get out of music. . .his dads the teacher, so! I'm planning on like making the room look calm? I'm not sure. . .' She winks laughing a bit. 'Romantic night?' I stammer. 'Yeah. . .I guess. . .'
She smiles. 'It's ok, just go have a good time, but no sex! I'm going out to a convention for a couple of days, ok?' I nod. 'Ok, have a good time! I love you!' She smiles. 'I love you too.' She walks out the door as I frown alone, I grab some candles and a lighter, I walk upstairs to clean up then set around the candles to make it look nice and romantic, I hear the door open as the final candle has been lit!
I smile running downstairs and hugging Craig. 'How was it?' He answers. 'Shit, I have to go. . .' I sigh kissing him. 'It'll be fine. . .What do you want to do?' He sighs. 'Just lay down. . .I'm sorry baby I'm just tired.' I smile. 'It's fine, I get it.'
We walk up and Craig stammers seeing the room about how it's so. . .romantic and gay. . .he smiles kissing me. 'It's absolutely amazing babe.' I smile as he lays down, he grins. 'I love it. . .' I sit on his stomach kissing him before I know it he's pinning me down and kissing along my neck.
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Sneaking around.\ \ \Craig Tucker X Tweek Tweak/Creek/ / /
FanfictionAfter months of shit with boys, Tweek finds the right guy one night. . .only to find out he's in the closet. . .which is half the fun.