Why Not Both?

Chapter Two

After a few weeks of both being helped by Craig in classes and talking to Craig like they were back to how they had been in the good old days, Tweek felt like the kid he had been when he had first fallen for Craig and now it was even harder to keep it a secret from Craig. He was in so deep. He thought about Craig all the time yet again. He hadn't been that bad since the time Craig had smiled at him in the halls in seventh grade. Tweek remembered that he'd been so happy and smiley.

Being able to sit beside Craig again was so good and bad. He had to control himself not to cuddle Craig right there. This morning, he tried to get there early as he could and he waited for Craig to arrive at his desk. Tweek had brought two coffees.

Craig hadn't felt so tired mentally all summer as he did now riding his bike to school, not taking his favorite scenic route because he had woken up a little late from homework and studying last night.

When he walked into the classroom to see Tweek Tweak already sitting there, at their lab desk with two coffees on his desk, Craig smiled. Then, sat beside Tweek and gazed over at the blonde.

"Do you think that's enough coffee for you?" Craig teased the other boy and poked his shoulder playfully.

"There is never going to be enough caffeine for me, but I- uh- actually got this one in case- ack- if you wanted one? If not, it's okay!" Tweek replied and looked just below Craig's eyes.

That was kind of adorable, he thought and smirked a bit before taking the coffee happily.

"I feel special. Thanks, Tweek. You sure you don't need more caffeine, though? I know how you are with your caffeine. You've been that way since like kindergarten, huh?" He asked him with a smirk at the boy.

"Nope, I have my own for now," Tweek said. He shrugged slightly and shook his head a bit. He had been sure that Craig wouldn't want his coffee. Tweek smiled way too wide to be a just friends thing. He hated to pretend like this, like he wasn't entirely head over heels for Craig.

"Okay, then, if you're sure. Thank you," he told him again before he sipped the hot coffee slowly. It was good as usual, considering Tweek's family probably still ran the local coffee shop.

"Do you- is it good?" Tweek asked worriedly. "If you don't like it, I can drink it."

"No, really, it's good. I'll drink it, you dork," he responded with a tiny laugh at his friend, who grinned widely at Craig because it reminded him of good memories. Suddenly, he remembered something. "Oh, yeah. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me and my friends later after school at my place? We are just probably going to play videos games and watch stuff, but I mean, it beats doing homework. I was wondering if you maybe wanted to come join us?"

He thought he had misheard charming football player, Craig Tucker, invite him, Tweek Tweak, over to his house. He choked on his drink very gracefully.

"Wait- you want me.. to hang out with... you? Ack! I uh-I don't really have too many friends.. or any friends.. at all.. why would you- ack- want me?" He thought he had misheard Craig Tucker invite him, Tweek Tweak, over to his house. He choked on his drink very gracefully. This had to be a joke. Craig had been dared by Cartman to ask Tweek to hang out and fake be his friend. Craig laughed a bit and shook his head at this poor self conscious boy.

"Yes, I want you to come hang out with us, dude. Everyone there is pretty decent, anyway. A bit extroverted, but pretty chill," Craig tried to assure his friend because he did actually really want Tweek to come with him.Tweek couldn't help his grin again as he looked down at Craig's face. "It'll be probably just me and you and Kenny and Clyde and Kyle and Stan. That is, if you do want to go. You don't have to go, if you don't want to."