Why Not Both?

Chapter Fifteen

Tweek didn't really remember falling asleep that night, but he definitely remembered waking up, entirely twined from his arms to his legs, his entire body on top of Kenny's. He was curled so close to Kenny because it was cold as fuck out in the world. He sighed contently against Kenny's skin. Mm, he smelled so fucking good. Was there a better way to wake up? He grinned a little against Kenny. He rubbed his cold nose on the other, who may or may not have been sleeping still.

"Good morning," he hummed into the other's ear sleepily. He needed coffee for the day. Kenny snored lightly as Tweek cuddled him. He slowly began to wake up, though, when he was being nuzzled and he loved it instantly. He smiled sleepily and yawned.

"Mm, well, good morning. You look like an angel," Kennny complimented softly, hugging Tweek lazily. Tweek blushed at that a little because he definitely wasn't used to compliments, especially so early in the morning.

"I-I'm definitely not an angel," Tweek argued softly and bit his lip. He wanted coffee, but he really did not want to move. Kenny loved this adorable fucking person. Tweek was so soft and sweet, especially in the mornings."

"Want to go to Cartman's lake house for food?" he suggested happily.

"Is there coffee?" Tweek asked with big eyes. He nuzzled Kenny a little longer before sighing sleepily. "Because if there's coffee, I'm sold. I need caffeine before I do anything today."

"Yes, there is a coffee maker, cutie," Kenny snickered, nuzzling again Tweek's neck. Then, he began tickling his side and laughed. "Now let's go, lazy, because I want to shower while we're over there."

"Thank god for the coffee machine," Tweek sighed dramatically before he was suddenly attacked by tickles and he squirmed before pushing at Kenny. "Ack! Kenny- it- please, s-stop! It tickles! Okay, I'm g-getting up."

Kenny laughed more and eventually got out of the tent with Tweek. It was already a bit sunny out, but the wind made a slight breeze that helped to cool them down. It felt really nice. They walked to the gorgeous wooden lake house and Kenny held the door for Tweek like the adorable gentleman he was. Then, they walked in and immediately, Tweek noticed Craig walking towards them with an unreadable look on his face. Was he smiling?

"Morning, Craig," Tweek greeted with a small smile over at his friend. Craig smiled back faintly, turning to look at Tweek. Then, he handed him a cup of coffee.

"Here, I made you some coffee," Craig said and smiled more, but something was still off. Tweek gave him a worried look. Why did he feel so concerned? Why was Craig not happy right now? Maybe Wendy? Ugh. It was bothering the fuck out of Tweek because he didn't know what was wrong with Craig lately, but he knew he wasn't telling him the entire truth about stuff. It was driving him crazy. He missed his best friend in his life. A lot.

"Thanks, Craig. Mm, you make way better coffee than you did in kindergarten," he teased him with a playful smirk as he remembered that day well. Craig had tried to use his parents coffee machine to make them coffee and failed miserably. Then, Tweek had become the one to make them coffee. "Did you sleep alright? You look kind of.. tired? Or something? Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm...fine," Craig replied, turning back to the stove. He was currently making pancakes for everyone and he made everyone a plate, handing it to his friends one by one. Tweek gave him an even more concerned look before looking at Kenny. He was so fucking worried about Craig.

"Do you believe that anymore than I do?" He asked quietly and bit his lip. Kenny shook his head. "What should we do?"

"I would probably just bother him about it after the week is over with so that he can try not to think about it too much," Kenny suggested, shrugging a little. He may have had a small idea as to what was wrong with Craig.