Why Not Both?

Chapter Four

"Owww.." Tweek whined as he stretched and opened his eyes. He felt his head aching and he massages his temples. He groaned again and when he opened his eyes he saw.. Kenny? What was Kenny doing here? Wait. Where was Tweek right now? It definitely was not his room. He squeaked as he looked over to Kenny and noticed that Tweek himself was under the covers and his shirt was off? Why was his shirt off? That's when he realized what must have happened. Tweek had always stripped in bed while sleeping when it was hot and now there was a Kenny McCormick staring at him. He covered his body up as much as possible and his headache.

"Kenny? What happened?!" He asked with a worried twitch. The last thing he was expecting was Kenny beside his bed and so close to him again, but he was in a chair beside him. He looked a little concerned? But why? "Where am I? Is this.. your room?! Ack! It isn't, is it?! What am I doing in your bed? When did I even come to your house ever?!" Tweek was freaking out just a bit. He pulled the covers up almost over his face. "Also, I'm shirtless! How long have you been in here?"

"Well, good morning to you, too,
Sleeping Beauty," Kenny greeted with a scoff. Then, he smirked playfully, wanting to tease the hell out of this boy. "We totally made sweet love all night long," he hummed playfully and winked. It was a total joke, though. He just wanted to see a cute reaction.

What? The worst part was that Tweek wasn't sure if he should be happy about that or not. He figured he was a virgin so maybe he wanted to remember when and if he ever did that. He blushed and somehow couldn't avoid eye contact. Kenny's eyes were like- you just can't stop looking at them. They're like an unpredictable wolf, that's what Kenny was. Another thing Tweek thought about Kenny was that he was way too far away and yet he was only like a couple feet to his side. He wanted him closer. Why? Why was Tweek's body like that?

"What?! No! We didn't did we?! Ack!" He squeaked with wide eyes. Also, why had Kenny been in the room watching him sleep?

"Nah, we didn't. Scouts honor," Kenny crossed his fingers playfully and spoke. "You're in Craig's house. You got drunk and passed out. You probably said something, too, since Craig seemed a bit confused, but yeah. That's mainly it. I just came up to wake you up to let you know. It's already like 10 in the morning. You've been out for a while, but at least it's the weekend."

Tweek smiled for only a minute at his stupid humor that Tweek was already loving. He put his fingers to his head again. Fuck, that hurt. Oh, and what the hell had he said to Craig? Oh, fuck. Hopefully, he just told him he was pretty or something stupid and not actually feelings shit stupid. Fuck.

"Well, I'm glad that we didn't because- I mean- not that- but you know- I'd want to remember it-" he cut himself off before he said anything else embarrassing. It's like he couldn't lie to this guy when his eyes were looking at him.

"Is this what a hangover is?" He mumbled and whined, looking up at Kenny with a small pout before his brain went somewhere else. "Shit! My parents are going to kill me! I have to go to the shop and they didn't know I was here to begin with! Fuck me! Ack!"

"Whoa. Slow down, Tweek. Just... here," Kenny hummed reassuringly and handed him some headache pills that he had on him for Tweek to take.

"It's all I have, but it'll kind of work at least. I'm sure Craig can give you lift over to your place on his bike. I have to go home soon anyways," Kenny explained, gazing at him.

"Oh.." he said quietly. He didn't know why but he was really sad that Kenny was leaving so soon. "Thanks for the pills. So I didn't say anything else or do anything else embarrassing, right?" He asked, taking the pills.

"Um....I'm not sure man. You might need to ask Craigy about that, okay? I'll see you another day, though. It was nice hanging out with you," Kenny told him, giving him a charming smile behind his jacket and waving off before he left down the steps, leaving Tweek left with his thoughts.

Tweek grinned widely at that and waved back before thinking about what Kenny had said. He'd clearly said something stupid and embarrassing. He should probably talk to Craig about it? Should he? He was scared to. He also was about to be murdered by his parents when he got to the shop today.

He groaned at the pressure that all this day was already living up to and it was only Saturday. Ugh. Tweek put on his shirt and made himself stand up. He had to force himself to walk downstairs to where he hoped to find Craig.

Craig has been downstairs on the couch waiting for Tweek to get up all night long. He couldn't sleep at all, not after what Tweek had said. It was definitely bothering him like hell. He wished Tweek was up already. He kept waiting until he finally heard footsteps.