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Craigs pov
Kenny has stated that he has no romantic feelings towards stan, but he sure in hell likes to flirt with Stan.
I may have a posible crush on stan. ever since we started highschool. we’re seniors now and we have two months before we graduate, me and Stan are friends actually. We began on our freshman year when we had no choice but to work together.
From there i understood Stan’s attitude, his dad was a bastard towards him. His mother was sweet but there’s times where she snaps and Stan’s is there for her to rage on.
For instance, we were in Stan’s room and he went to get us a couple of snacks while I did a few adjustments to the project.
I heard yelling. “gosh. you men are all the same. first you—“ If I were in that situation I’d also turn emo.
Authors pov
“Craig pay attention!”
he lifts up his head after being lost in thought, looking down at his paper that has a small drawing of Stan on the side.
Craig is a smart boy but recently his mind has been else where.
“Craig?”
“hm?” Craig glanced over at stan. The boy gave a small smile making Craig’s heart ache. He used his hand to cover the drawing he had down on his paper.
“wanna get something to eat later? just us for that matter.” Craig chuckled slightly, he didn’t even think he could survive being alone with stan but maybe it was a good idea, maybe it was time for Craig to finally let his feelings out before it eats him inside.
“sure.” he finally said, returning the smile.
They where suppose to meet up in front of the school, Craig’s a little late since his teacher is a pain in the ass. He looked up from his phone to see Kenny. He rolled his eyes. “McCormick.” Craig spat out, the two turning their head towards the male. Kenny grinned as he backed away, making his leave.
Stan awkwardly chuckled, it’s no surprise honestly. plenty of people wanted to fuck around with Stan, Craig was one of them.
“Where are we going?” Craig spoke.
“It’s a surprise tucker” Craig scoffed at that.
They both eventually made it, Craig didn’t recognize it. He never even heard of it.
“stanfords?” Craig asked, getting a giggle from Stan whom was stepping out the car.
“It’s my restaurant.” He chimed. Craig got off the car after. It looked nice. This is where we must be whenever he’s gone for hours. Inside looks even nicer. It’s huge too.
“how you get the money for this?” Craig looked over at stan.
Stan shrugged. “My collage money, not planning to go so. I still have enough for it tho but- eh.” Stan hummed as he went to the back. Craig only sat down on the counter.
Craigs pov (short)
he bought this? And somehow still has money for collage? I sigh. lost in thought.
If I do somehow, by a miracle do end up dating stan I’d love if he’d come to collage with me. Maybe if I save as well- what? no no no. If you let anyone get in your way you can’t achieve your dream to be an astronaut. I sigh again, I’m working up to go into space, it’s been my dream since I was a child and I’m so close but if I let my feelings the best of me then I might back down and I don’t want to.
I lay my head down on the counter. a little of me wants to be with Stan but if I do then I think I might attached then how I already am. But at the same time. Stan will understand. I close my eyes, just to rest them. I did already tried myself by all these thoughts.
Authors pov
Minutes later stan finally walks out with two plates of yummy food.
Craig lift up his head at the sudden smell. He grinned at the small male who had a little smudge of food on his face.
“what?” Stan spoke with a smile.
He really is cute, Craig thought, returning the smile.
“you look cute is all,” Craig hummed, not realizing he said that out loud, leaning in towards the other, pressing his thumb against the males messy cheek to clean it for him as he sat back down.
“Sorry you had a little something” Craig spoke, leaving stan to be a blushing mess.
He didn’t expect that, he didn’t expect to be called cute or to be really close towards the male.
He slowly sets the plates down. Looking away, he was flustered and slightly embarrassed.
“Stan?” Craig awkwardly chuckled. And then it hit him. those words came exactly out of his lips and Stan was definitely blushing over it. Criag cheeks grew warm, he didn’t react to what he said but the look in Stan’s face is adorable and Craig adored it. But then again, he can’t let him be between his dream. He just can’t. As much as he wants stan to be apart of his life, it’s too risky.
ah fuck it.
Craig leaned over again, gently grabbing the boy by his chin to face him. They locked eyes for a moment before craig leaned in to press their lips together.
and my god was his lips soft and tasty. Craig could eat him if he could.
Stan slowly returning the kiss before they pulled away, Stan back to being a blushing mess. Craig only laughed.
“gosh you’re adorable marsh.” He said as he sat back down, admiring the boy. He wants Stan’s more than ever but he knew that if he wants to go to the moon then stan cant get in the way. Well, of course stan wasn’t. He may be rude at times but he’s understanding.
…
Craig stepped forward, he could hear his own breathing with this thing. God he didn’t want to look back but he did and that broke his heart. His boyfriend of 4 years stood there. Tears streaming down his face, Craig wanted to hug him but he was quickly stopped.
“No- Craig. Please keep going. Just promise me you’ll come back.”
Stan choked out a sob, Craig stared at him for a moment as the corner of his eyes began to tear up. He smiled. “I promise I’ll be back.”
And then he left. He was gone, off into space.
It’s been a year since Craig left. Stan been holding up, he’s been hanging out with friends, his job kept him distracted. Like really. it’s been so busy recently. He wasn’t the only chef but by god. it was insane in there. all his friends worked there. They all got payed well. Stan made sure they did at least because they all do a good job at it.
Normally they close at 11pm but it was so busy that they closed at 1am.
They all left. Stan decided to close tomorrow and they all Where more than pleased.
Stan eventually made it home. He hasn’t turned the lights on yet but hanged his keys and let out a heavy sigh as he took off his jacket and that’s when he turned on the lights.
“you’re late stan.” Someone spoke. Stan snapped his neck towards the couch.
He gasped. Craig was on one knee, with a ring out. Stan eyes flooded with tears as he ran into his arms. “yes, yes yes.” Stan quickly said.