The Greatest Night of the Year
madlysanecatlady
Craig straightened his hat when he noticed in the window of the Tweaks’ front door that it was askew atop his head before ringing the doorbell. Tweek opened it almost immediately, smiling widely when he saw Craig standing there.
‘Hey,’ he said shyly, stepping out onto the porch before calling back to his parents to say goodbye. Craig looked him over, actually surprised to see a light green coat over Tweek’s perpetually misbuttoned shirt for once, a pair of white mittens on his hands with a matching white hat stuffed over his mess of wild hair.
‘Hey,’ Craig smiled, reaching out to touch the hat, feeling the springiness of his hair underneath the bright fleece. It was honestly the cutest he thought Tweek had ever looked (which in his opinion was quite the achievement), not that Craig would ever say that out loud without a bit more sugar poured over him first. ‘You look dressed for the weather for once.’
‘You like the hat?’ Tweek deduced easily, smiling at Craig’s soft expression. ‘It’s cold tonight,’ he shrugged. ‘Ready to go?’
‘Hell yeah,’ Craig grinned, taking Tweek’s hand and leading the way to the sidewalk and setting their course for the pumpkin patch. ‘I love the pumpkin patch. Churros and sheep dressed up in little stupid costumes. Plus I get to go with you without my mom breathing down our necks. What’s not to love?’
It was more than that, too, Craig thought. He liked Halloween enough, who didn’t like free candy? But he knew Tweek wasn’t as big a fan of a holiday all about scaring people. The pumpkin patch was a happy medium. There was a haunted house there, yeah, but they’d steer way clear of that and stick to the rest of the activities available, pretty much all of which were very Tweek-friendly in a decidedly unkind to him time of year.
Tweek squeezed his hand and smiled sideways at him, cheeks going pink. ‘I like it when you slip up and say something that sweet.’
‘Slip up?’ Craig snorted. ‘You actually wanna hear me get all sappy with you? You got it babe. You look fucking cute tonight.’ He leaned over to press the lightest of kisses to Tweek’s pink cheek. ‘Cuter than normal, anyways, which is still pretty fucking cute.’
‘Aw, Craig,’ Tweek smiled his embarrassed, completely adorable smile that Craig loved so much. ‘You’re so sweet.’
‘Only you think that.’
‘Only I get to see the sweet you all the time,’ Tweek reminded him quietly.
Craig simply smiled at that, walking hand in hand with Tweek towards the outskirts of town where the pumpkin patch was set up every year. The air was chilly, but with the not-so-surreptitious glances and smiles Tweek kept throwing him as they walked he was completely warmed from head to toe. He figured they could be out all night as the air only got colder and the wind picked up and he would still feel just fine. He really couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was about Tweek that just made him feel so warm, safe, and just completely happy. He’d never experienced it before, but he knew that he never wanted it to stop.
‘What’s going on in there?’ Tweek tapped Craig’s head with his free mitten-clad hand, watching him carefully as the pumpkin patch loomed into his peripheral vision. ‘You look like you’re thinking about something big.’
