Tweek and Kenny had went back into their tent to take turns changing into their swim attire. When Tweek was about to change into his shorts, he trusted Kenny not to look when he asked him not to. Tweek left his binder and shirt on. He waited for Kenny to lead the way.
They eventually made it to the lake and had a pretty fun time together except that Craig wasn't there. At all. Not anymore. No one knew why. The only way they found out that he'd eventually left was a small text that he sent only to Tweek.
Text to Tweek ☕️:
I'm sorry Tweek. You were right. I am sick. I'll be home for the rest of break, I think. Tell the guys I'm sorry I couldn't be there to have fun with them. Bye.
Tweek read the text and scrunched up his face in worry. That was weird to say the least. Why hadn't Craig told anyone else and why hadn't he just told Tweek if it just was him being sick? Now Tweek was all stressed about Craig again. Fuck.
Text to Craig:
Are you sure you're alright? why didn't you just tell us? Well, I guess feel better and we'll all miss you. A lot.
Text to Tweek ☕️:
I'm sorry, Tweek.
"So I guess Craig went home...sick?" Tweek told Kenny with a strange face, clearly worried about their friend. Kenny gave Tweek a concerned look.
"I guess so... I hope he feels better soon," he responded.
The two had a long day together and were eventually tired out from swimming. It was already nighttime and they were headed back to their tent. Tweek had spent half the day worrying about Craig's wellbeing and the other half having fun with Kenny. He was a little sleepy. He'd also sucked at swimming and had to have Kenny practically save his life. He didn't think he liked water. Kenny hoped Tweek would cheer up soon. He seemed to be worried about Craig all day so he didn't bring it up again. Instead, he just focused on making him comfortable and trying his best to help get Tweek out of his head.
"Thanks for saving my stupid ass from drowning," Tweek said lightly as he dried off and changed quickly before he went to lay with Kenny on their makeshift bed.
"You're welcome. Someone had to be the sexy lifeguard," he joked, flexing one of his arms playfully. He winked at Tweek, laughing a bit as he heard Tweek giggle a bit.Tweek bit down a grin as he looked up at Kenny. He scooted over to lay against Kenny. Ugh, his head hurt. He massaged his temples with his fingers. It'd been such a long day.
"You are a-a sexy lifeguard... Ow," he added with a small whine and shut his eyes.
"Ah-" Kenny glanced down at the blonde with concerned eyes. He cuddled him sweetly, gently moving to massage Tweek's temples for him, earning a soft hum of satisfaction from the smaller boy. "You okay, Tweek?"
"Just my head. It's been a long day, but I'm glad that I'm here, with you now.." he mumbled as he closed his eyes and let Kenny's fingers rub his temples lightly. Sadly it wasn't helping much besides Kenny's warm fingers on his head making him heat up slightly. It might be caffeine withdrawal? Maybe he needed more coffee?
"Tweek, I don't think coffee is going to be good for you after all you've already had," Kenny said with a laugh, as if reading his mind about the coffee. He moved to start running his fingers through Tweek's soft hair to try and calm him down. He might be dehydrated, but he rarely drank water, honestly, so fuck that idea.
"Mm, so cozy..." he hummed as he cuddled more into Kenny. "Thank you."
"Anything for you, cutie. You should get some rest. I'm tired, too," Kenny spoke tiredly, yawning widely. He laughed. Tweek smiled at that and yawned back. "See?"
"Quit that. That's cheating," he said with a playful poke to his hair before nuzzling Kenny's neck with his cold nose. Kenny cuddles were the best kind and he smelled so good. He looked up at him only a minute before speaking again. "Thanks for today. For- for you know, being the sweetest guy and wearing the shirt with me just to make me feel better..."
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Why Not Both?
FanfictionAfter not talking to Craig Tucker for so long, since their fake dating days, when they were the best of friends, Tweek finds himself sitting 'alphabetically" on the first day of their senior year of high school. Enter Kenny McCormick.
