Sneaking around.\ \ \Craig Tucker X Tweek Tweak/Creek/ / /

{12}\ \ \ Late./ / /{12}

Craig and I walk into the music room as I hum. 'Guess he's late?' Craig nods kissing me and wrapping his arms around my waste. 'I guess so.' I blush a bit. 'Babe. . . I love you but I don't want you hurt.' He sighs grabbing my hands. 'Fine, can we continue later then?' I nod grinning. 'Yes! Of course!' I walk over to the piano as Craig's dad comes in, I keep silent as Craig just stands next to me grabbing the violin.

Mr Tucker says looking at Craig. 'Son, you came?' He groans. 'I would have gotten suspended if I didn't.' He puts it up about to play as his dad says. 'Could you just stay around for 10 minutes after class?' Craig sighs. 'Fine. Tweek, wait up for me?' I nod. 'Yeah, of course.' I play some stuff as Craig says whispering in my ears while playing the violin to make sure his dad doesn't hear us. 'You look so cute.'

I blush slapping his arm. 'Craig, you're so! You're such a faggot!' Craig's dad sighs. 'That's homophobic.' I stammer. 'I. . .he is gay? And didn't you beat him when he was caught making out with Kenny?' Craig groans. 'Drop it. . .please?' I nod keeping my mouth shut, Craig hums. 'And who are you calling gay? Homo.' I laugh. 'Bottom.' He raises one eyebrow. 'Aren't you a bottom?' I shake my head. 'No! You are!' I hear my phone go off. 'Lessons over, I'll wait outside for you.' Craig's dad shakes his head. 'No. I want to talk to Tweek now, not Craig.' Craig groans. 'I'll wait outside for you.'

I nod. 'Thanks. . .' He walks out as Craig's dad says. 'Sit, and call me Thomas.' I nod sitting down on the chair, he says. 'Are you gay?' I nod. 'Yes, but why is that your business?' He stands up sitting next to me placing his hand on my thigh. 'Just wondering. . .' I say a bit weirded out. 'Uh, I have to go. . .' He shakes his head grabbing my face forcing me to look at him.

He leans in kissing me as I push him off me, I say disgusted. 'I. . .' I run out quickly sprinting past Craig and back home, I sprint into the bathroom grabbing a toothbrush trying to get his gross taste out of my mouth. It. . .tasted so fucking gross. . . Craig opens the door asking confused. 'What's wrong dad?' I turn to him. 'What did you say?!' He says confused. 'What's wrong babe?'

I nod breathing in a bit. 'Nothing. . .' He asks. 'What happened? . .You can tell me.' I say a bit upset. 'Your dad. . .' He grabs my face cheeking it. 'Did he hit you?' I shake my head. 'No. . .he put his hand on my thigh and then he. . .your dad's gay. . . and he tried to kiss me. . .'

Craig looks at me confused. 'You're. . .are you serious?' I nod with tears in my eyes. 'Of course, I am! Why do you think I'm lying?!' Craig sighs pulling me close rubbing my back. 'It's ok, I'm sorry. . .I. . .I don't know what to do?'

I rub my face in his chest. 'I just. . .I just want to go for a shower. . .Please?' I nod. 'You want me to leave?' I shrug. 'I don't know. . .I don't want you to see me like this but I also don't want to be alone but I also. . .' Craig sighs. 'I'll sit outside the door, if you need me, call for me.' I nod. 'Ok. . .please, don't let anyone come in!' He nods. 'Ok, I won't.'

I get undressed looking at my thigh and let out an "ew" I'm not self-conscious or anything but. . .that's my boyfriend old dad! He tried to? . .oh god. I get in and clean off my thigh, what if I didn't leave in time?!

I shake my head turning off the water and getting out, I say opening the door a bit. 'Can you please grab me some clothes. . .lose ones!' He laughs knowing what I enjoy in sleepwear. 'Ok, I'll turn on the T.V and then make you something.' I nod. 'Thank you, I love you.'

He laughs. 'I love you too.' He walks off coming back quickly handing me his boxers and one of my big shirts. I grin. 'Thank you.' He walks off as I get changed, I hum sitting down on the couch I hear a knock on the door as Craig says grabbing my hands. 'I'll go cook dinner, can you answer it?' I nod kissing him. 'Thank you so much! I feel so much better.' He grins. 'Good.'

I stand up opening the door, Craig's dad. . .I groan. 'Can you please leave? . .' Craig's dad shakes his head coming in. 'We need to talk. . . you look good.' I say shaking a bit. 'Thanks? Please leave!' He grabs my hand. 'I think you're extremely attractive.' I yell worrying. 'Craig! Fucking help me! Please! I. . .' I push Craig's dad off my freaking out, Craig runs in saying confused. 'What?! Why the fuck is he here?' I stammer. 'I don't. . .I don't know!'

Craig grabs me. 'Dad. Out! Now!' He groans leaving as I shake a bit in his arms. 'Do you?! Did you know about this?!' Craig shakes his head. 'Of course not! I want you to be safe and happy. . .and I don't want my dad touching you with a 50-foot pole!'

I nod a bit laying down. 'Do you Tucker men have a thing for blonds?' He shrugs. 'I have a thing for one blond. Tweek Tweak. He's hot, sexy and extremely adorable.' I smile a bit as he kisses me. 'You're the only one I want to kiss.' Craig asks. 'When is your mum coming back?' I shrug. 'I don't know. . .but while she's gone, can we just cuddle? Please?' He smiles grabbing me and carrying me into my bedroom. 'Take a nap while I cook you something, then I'll start off by wrapping my arms around your waist, pulling you close and placing your head on my chest while playing with your hair and rubbing your back until you pass out. . .and then I'll give you a kiss on your forehead.'

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