Everything is Shitty

Chapter Sixteen - Recovery

Craig
I wake up the next morning. God damnit. I shake Stan to wake him up. In our sleep we turned away from each other for some reason. It was some good sleep... I was really relaxed... after sharing an intimate moment with him... I guess I still kind of am pretty relaxed. Except for the stinging pain in my ass.
Stan turns over and now we're facing each other, our noses barely tapping together "Good morning, babe." He leans in a little and presses his lips against mine. "What's wrong?" He asks
"You're a pain in my ass." I put my head on his chest and he pulls me in.
"Oh your poor ass..." his hand goes down to pat it, and we both start chuckling.
"You're an asshole." I mumble softly
His chuckles haven't stopped "at least mine doesn't hurt." He glares and we break into more laughs.
A knock on the door pulls us from our laughs. We both say 'come in' in unison, and Clyde flings the door open to run over and hug me.
"Ahhh Craig!! I'm so proud of you!!" He exclaims
I turn red "Proud about what?"
"You two had sex last night! I heard it! Good job Craig! And good Job Stan, for snatching this boy's virginity!" He claps and hugs on both of us.
"Were we really that loud?" I ask
"Craig you're really loud in bed." Stan replies
"It just felt good alright!?" I hide my face in his chest.
"I know, babe. I'm not judging you. You hadn't felt that sort of thing in a long time." He says, and Clyde continues jumping around
"Woo! Yay, Craig!" Clyde exclaims
Tweek appears in the doorway "What are we applauding?" Tweek didn't hear? Good.
"Stan and Craig had sex!!" Clyde exclaims "Craig isn't a virgin anymore! I'm so proud of him!!"
Tweek smiles lightly "ist Zustand, Marsh." He Then looks at me "Good job Craig." Tweek claps a few times "I'm off to work now." Tweek adds
"Have a good day at work, Tweek!" I exclaim
"Ahh Thanks Craig!" He responds
I look at Stan. He seems very off put by what Tweek said. Though I'm sure he said good job to Stan too. After a few more minutes of us being praised for sex by Clyde. He walks away because of something in his game, and Stan kisses me again.
"Looks like we did a good thing." He states
"I really liked it... but... them hearing is too... too much... this is our moment..." I cup his cheek
"I know it is. Nobody else has to know..." Stan pulls me in. "Let's get some breakfast, I'm thinkingggg omelettes?"
"It's like you can read my mind." I smile and get up, and I'm immediately back down with a wince or pain.
"What's wrong baby- oh... your ass, huh?" He asks, I nod in response.
"That's okay, just lay in bed, I'll make us breakfast and bring it to you." He says
I smile lightly at that "you're so sweet..."
I see him tint pink in the cheeks "Just stay here and relax, baby." He makes is way out of the room and as soon as he does I grab my vape.
    It's been awhile since I've used it, and I could use a little buzz. I take a couple of hits.
I take hit after hit until Stan comes back with breakfast. He coughs a few times.
"You still hungry after ingesting that much fucking nicotine?" He asks
"Yes... In fact... I'm hungrier." I put it down and hold my hands out for my plate, which he gives to me. "Do you wanna try it?" I hold my vape out to him. He takes it and examines it.
"After breakfast." He answers, Turning on the TV. We eat together and make small conversation. I have a night shift tonight, so hopefully then immense pain in my ass will go away by then. Stan and I work at the same time... I make the schedules so I make him and I have basically the same shifts, sometimes it just doesn't work that way, though, and sometimes my boss interferes.
Once we finish breakfast Stan takes our plates downstairs and comes back upstairs, he takes the vape and looks around it.
"What... where does it?" Stan asks, which causes me to chuckle. I take it from him and hold it up to him.
"Put it in your mouth." He does, and I hold down the button "breathe in." I say, and he does, just for a second before he leans back and starts coughing.
"Jesus fuck how do you do this?" Stan coughs out
"I don't know. It tastes good. I like it." I shrug "I coughed my first time too. It's a lot in the throat."
Stan chuckles "like when you sucked me off?"
"Oh god, Stan..." I blush and lean against Stan.
"Don't say it like that. You wanted to."
"Yeah and I fucking liked it." I bite my lip and wink at him
"Aww, so sweet." Stan chuckles, I don't think so, but whatever he says. "Would you wanna do it again?" He asks with a wink.
"Sometime in the future, not right now." I answer
"Well no shit." He chuckles
We went to the store today, he had a list of dinner ideas that everyone in the house contributed to, and he wanted me to go store shopping with him, and I like time with him, so I'm bearing through the pain in my ass. Actually.... now that it's been awhile... it hurts less when I stand. I just leaned against the cart and pushed most of the time. He kept asking questions on what I'd like and he got me a few things just because.
"Do you like garlic? Garlic salt is pretty good in scrambled eggs. So is onion powder" He looks at both of them.
"Just get them, I've said this already, I don't have food preferences. I don't eat that much." I answer
"I'll get you into eating some more, sweetie." He puts both of them in the cart.
After about two hours we go home and start unloading groceries. Then I have to get ready for work. It's hard for me to move around and change clothes, but I bear through it. After I'm ready, I look at Stan as I lay in bed. He works with me tonight, so he'll probably drive me. He always insists on driving when it's the two of us going somewhere.
    "You look cute in that uniform." I smile
    Stan sighs contently and looks at me, walking over and getting on top of me.
    "You're even cuter" he leans down and kisses my nose. I look at him with heart eyes. He's so mesmerizing... his face is beautiful....
    "I love you." I cup his cheek.
    "I love you too, Craig." He gets up and holds his hand out to me. "Shall we get going?" He asks, and I get up, slowly. Then we get our things and get in his car. Heading to work.