The good the bad and the dirty

23~Craig

He's so amazing.
He's so pretty.
He's so perfect.
He's an angel.
I want to marry him.
I think I was daydreaming about getting married to him earlier.
I'm so fucking obsessed. You don't even know.

We sit at the dinning table with no one saying anything.
His mother has attempted numerous times to start a conversation but it proves pointless.
I tried to respond to her from time to time but found myself staring at him.
We're sitting next to each other which is kind of annoying since I can't properly see his face.
All I want to do is lose myself in those green eyes of his.

"So are you guys a couple?" Mrs Tweek suddenly asks out of no where.

Tweek starts choking on his water, I subconsciously pat his back before rubbing it comfortingly.
I then realise Tweeks mum will probably bring this up at some point and he won't hear the end of it and so I stopped. But of course I didn't want to.

"Not yet, but that'll change very soon." I smirk.
She gives me that look as if to say 'go get em tiger.'
Its like she's pawning off her own son but I'm not complaining.

Tweek sighs and puts his head on the table.
Mrs Tweek doesn't seem too bothered, but obviously being the obsessive little bitch I am I couldn't help but worry.

Maybe I shouldn't have said that, I feel bad now.
I notice that his hands aren't on the table, hmmm should I make a move?

Obviously.
I'm Craig Tucker.
Of course I'll make a move.
I hesitate at first but decide to trace a finger along his hand.
I continue to talk to Mrs Tweek, also trying to see Tweeks response.
He turns his head slightly as his eyes meet mine for a split second.

I put my hand out for him, if he wants to he'll take it, if not I'll understand.
I mean his mums right in front of us.
But I really do hope he takes it, I want to feel his touch.
Desperately.

To my surprise I feel a soft sensation on my palm.
I let my eyes wonder to our connected hands.
I trace his skin reassuringly with my thumb.

I don't think Mrs Tweek is catching on so it's fine.
I pretend to pull my chair in more but really I'm just moving closer towards Tweek so that our arms don't have to be too stretched out.

My sneaky plan worked.
He squeezes my hand slightly and so I decided to do the same.

This is like our own little secret.
Our thing.

He finally sits up properly his mum looks expectantly at him.
"Sorry for being an asshole." He rolls his eyes.
"That's what I thought dude, that's what I thought."

"Can we leave the table now?" He asks almost too desperately.
"No not with that attitude, and not until you tell me that you and Craig are a happy couple."

"W-What?! How's that fair?"

"You didn't contribute to any dinner conversations. You know I hate silence." She smirks evilly.

I'm really starting to see a whole other side to Tweeks mum. Or should I say my future mum in law.
I like it!

" I'm not saying it."
I squeeze his hand letting go for a second.
I think what I'm about to do is a bit uncalled for but being the kind of guy I am I do it anyway.
I rub his thigh.

I can almost hear his breath hitch.
I don't know if his mum did too but if so I think I'd embrace the fact that It was a result of my action.

Surprisingly he leans on my shoulder.
"Yeah we're a happy couple." He smiles at his mum.
She seems a little shocked that he gave in so soon.
I guess I was as well but wow.
He said it.

"You're both excused. But remember use protection, no unwanted babies"
"Mum we're only 14! And I'm a guy!" He says shaking his head at her.
She can't wipe that wide Cheshire grin off her face but neither can I so it's cool.

Tweek drags me back to our room.

He slams the door shut and looks at me angrily.
I don't back away from him.
He puts his arms around me, I'm not complaining but I'm confused.
"My mum thinks we're a thunk now" he mutters.
"Oh we are definitely something Tweek, can't deny that."
He looks up at my face and smiles.
He's so fucking cute.

———————————————————————————
Here's another chapter for you guys! I'll try and pay more attention to this book as well as all my others.