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Tweek laughed at the ticklish feeling of Craig kissing his nose and shoulders. “Okay! That’s enough, man! We both know your goal is impossible.” Tweek chuckled, pushing Craig back gentely. Craig smiled up at Tweek, “No it’s not.” he said confidently.
“Sure.” Tweek smiled back at Craig, leaning in and kissing the beauty mark Craig had right next to his lip. “Do you have any other, moles?” Tweek asked, curiously. Craig nodded in response, “I have moles everywhere, even on my fingers.” Craig brought his hand in between them, his palm facing down to show the mole he had on his ring finger.
“Can I see them?” Tweek asked, trying to mimic the same soft tone Craig had when he had asked to see his freckles. Craig stayed silent and Tweeks shaking kicked right back in. Just because he had agreed to showing Craig his freckles don’t mean Craig would agree to expose himself the same way. “Gah! I-I’m sorry! That—That was insensitive! I’m sorry!” He apologized immediately, his palms becoming clammy and sweaty and his heart beating 10 times faster than before.
Craig shook his head, taking Tweeks hands in his own and squeezing them in comfort. “You can… Just… I have a birth mark… on my back… so…” Craig spoke slowly and unsurely which made Tweeks heart hurt. He came to the conclusion that Craig felt selfish of not wanting to reveal himself when Tweek so openly trusted him when he revealed himself. He felt horrible, he didn’t want to guilt trip Craig into doing something he didn’t want to.
“I-It’s okay to say no… Please, don’t say yes if you really mean no…” Tweek frowned, squeezing Craigs hand in return with just as much strength, if not more. “No, that’s not it… I just… don’t really like my birthmark I guess…” Craig shrugged, avoiding any type of eye contact with Tweek like he always did when conversations got serious.
“I-I won’t judge!” Tweek promised.
So, Craig began to remove his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it to where Tweeks shirt was. He took a deep breath and they both stared into each others eyes, Craig confiding in Tweek not to say anything about it and Tweek reassuring him that he wasn’t going to say anything.
Craig shifted his body and turned around, his back facing Tweek and then he started picking at the dead skin around his nails. He felt Tweeks cold hands make contact with his spine, tracing down the bone causing Craig to shiver and fix his posture.
“They look like bruises.” Tweek commented, already breaking his promise accidentally. Craigs shoulders slumped and he was just about to turn back around until he felt Tweeks palms press against his skin firmly. “Sorry! I didn’t mean to say that out loud! But—it’s not a bad thing!” Tweek apologized, leaning down and pressing a long loving kiss onto the middle of Craigs birthmark.
“It makes your skin pretty. Maybe it’s because you’re tan or something but it looks nice. It doesn’t hurt, right?” Tweek asked, the pressure on Craigs birthmark lightening in fear of hurting him. Tweek worried it did hurt when Craig only stayed silent.
“Craig? I-I’m mgh—I’m sorry if it h—ngh—hurt… I didn’t mean t-to!” Tweek worried, rubbing his hand in circles to soothe any type of pain Craig might’ve been feeling. He removed hands when Craig moved to face Tweek once again. Tweek didn’t have enough time to see the expression on Craigs face before the noirette leaned in to capture Tweeks lips.
Tweek kissed back softly, his eyes sliding closed out of habit and then opening when they pulled apart from the kiss. Craigs expression was hard to read but Tweek could tell how he felt by just his actions, not speaking a word and pressing their lips together fondly.
When they pulled apart, Craig pulled them together for a hug. Tweek hugged back, squeezing tightly and smiling widely, when he heard Craig sniffle into his shoulder.