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It's been one week since Craig Tucker and Tweek Tweak got forced into a relationship. A fake relationship. 

They saw each others when they fought or when they jokingly picked on the other or randomly at the halls. After the fight there was never a catalyst for this event. They were strangers with an inside joke. They were strangers with mutual friends sometimes. They didn't notice each other most of the time. And yet. Here they are.

Craig was forced to invite his 'boyfriend' to his sleepover. Not his in reality, it's at Tokens since he has enough space, but still. His group of friends. He's not saying he doesn't want the blond there… but, y'know.

He and Tweek are good. They don't give a shit if someone calls them boyfriends by now, even if some of the art is still so strange. But they don't care. They're just friends. Friends that have to be too close for it to be normal, but friends. They got to know each other and now if he's not at the right of the boy at all times, the town goes fucking crazy. 

For him it doesn't work the same way. He can go anywhere he wants without Tweek. The double standards are kinda funny but the blond had a thought about sending him to the hospital again, just to make the town stop. And while Craig can respect it, he doesn't want to get punched. So he had to calm Tweek down. Again. 

And now he's on his way to get the blonde to actually stay with his friends for a whole night. They'll have to interact. And what if they don't like him? He's spazzy, he's annoying and he's aggressive. They probably won't like him.

And guess who'll be forced to deal with it? He'll be forced to deal with it. And recently he's been always dealing with it, a lot, considering he had to be by his right constantly. If Tweeks talking? 'Tell him this' If Tweek does something? 'Fault of Craig!' If Tweeks not around? 'Hey is he ok?' 

But whenever he himself does something? 'Craig what the fuck?' only sometimes when the boy seems normal they ask Tweek how he is doing to his face. But only occasionally. And he's starting to get tired of playing as the postman. 

Not like he wasn't before at the start, but now everyone doesn't see him, they just see whatever the fuck they want. He wants to punch something, maybe them, but then Tweek would scream at him because they'd send hitman or something. And the worst part is that he'd probably be forgiven and given money cause he's gay. God. 

He kicks a rock in front of his foot, and kicks it again. And again. It rolls.

Maybe his friends won't completely hate the boy but he's very not sure. 

He lost the rock.

He looks up and he passed Tweeks house by a few steps. Hopping up to the door he's ready to knock, right when it got opened in his face. But instead of finding those weirdos of the Tweaks waiting for him he finds a different kind of weirdo. The blond one that's the same age as him. His boyfriend. The coffee scent hits him in the face making him scrunch his nose.

"Eck- heyCraig." Oh, he's already very tense. This is gonna be great.

"Hi. Ready to go?" 

As he was about to make a step away from the porch he heard steps running away. He turned back. He found his hand clutching nothing. Why the fuck is his hand there? Was he really about to grab the other boy's hand? Why would he do that? They've held hands a few times but not enough for him to do that. He didn't want to so why is his hand there? What the fuck. 

"Heydude areyou- nnnghh- are you ok?" Refocusing on his hand that was now flipping the door off, they have their own life, fuck them. Hands now in pockets, his gaze shifted. The blond was now holding other than his big as fuck backpack, a white box.

He shook his head. "Yeah fine. Let's go to Token's." This time he got away from the porch for real. With Tweek at his side too. 

There were some birds chirping around, not a lot since most got killed by Stan's crazy uncle but some still. It was very calming. All his thoughts got away and he was able to simply exist mind blank, it's always nice when he's not trying to hold back his need to scowl at everything annoying.

"Do you think they'll hate me?"

And- And that peace is still there, Odd... But cool.

"Nah. You'll be fine." He said, like a liar, but with the tail of his eye he could see the boy straighten up a little and look up too. He could hear a repeated phrase being said, but he couldn't understand the words. Didn't care enough to.

So they walked at the rhythm of the birds' chirps. He would have liked some music but it isn't a big deal, he'll listen to it at night.

But for now old songs replay in his head in the background. Maybe he should've asked Token if there was any homework. Not like he was gonna do it, it's boring, but still, he does have to see his English, it sucks as a subject but if he hates it and he's not good at it it's gonna be the end.

Having nothing to think about he focused on the little noises of his friend. He always had to make some kind of noise, that was one of the earliest things he understood about the boy, it got shattered about three days ago. They were just chilling at his house and for a second he panicked thinking Tweek wasn't there cause there was no shaking or anything. After that the shaking started up again. He felt guilty. 

Then he got to learn it was easier to have him relax when alone. Then-

"GaH! Dude are you tryingtokillme?" He whipped around looking at Tweek. "Don'tpushme towards the road errrggg- what if a car comes and KILLS me?!"

"Sorry, I didn't notice." He was very in Tweeks space. He must've been distracted. Up ahead he could see the Blacks mansion. With no guard at the gate though. He saw those guys like two times total.

After they got to the gate he simply pushed the button and as his prediction said, it opened.

Before going inside the residence, he looked behind his shoulders, checking that the other was still there. He was. A step was taken. And then another and then another until they got interrupted by a dog barking. More than one actually. 

He heard Tweek scream too. Craig went towards them and started patting them all, one by one. Without a care in the world. He doesn't mind dogs but guinea pigs are better. Plus these ones were as tall as them, fucking scary shit here. 

After having them all calmed down he got up from his crouched position to get the other boy. He took his wrist and slowly led him towards the dogs while the boy was screaming bloody murder. After they got close enough and the dogs were still sitting not moving, the screaming calmed down.

"You gah- youfuckingpromise, They won't bite my head off andiwon'tgeteatenbyrats."

Tweek was shaking more. He paid it no mind. 

"They just have to get to know you. Put the box down and pat them." 

He was still getting glares. "You didn't promise nngggh-" he started jerking his head a lot.

He sighed. "I promise on my mom that nothing bad will happen." Tweek still didn't know the promise didn't mean shit if it wasn't on Stripe hehe.

He looked at him while Tweek slowly put the box on the ground and went towards the dogs. He closed his hand to one like Hiccup did in Dragon Trainer but instead of a magic moment he fucking jumped three meters in the air when the dog licked his hand. It was very funny. He should've taken a video dammit.

Suddenly he found two aquamarine eyes staring at him, he didn't notice them before, when did he move- he got the dogs all over him now- he's fucking screaming with the dogs licking his face.

"GOD FUCKING JESUS CHRIST CRAIG HELP ME- RAAAAA-"

He couldn't do anything but laugh. 

He laughed so hard his stomach hurt. He couldn't do anything but that. His throat is quickly growing sore but he can't stop still- he can't.

Just the image of Tweek who sent him to the hospital getting trampled by dogs was so fucking funny for no reason- he's gonna cry he's going to fucking cry. He feels like Clyde- god Clyde sucks how does he do this-

"Oh god." Craig whispered under his breath. Slowly he stopped clutching his stomach as the laugh calmed down, he could feel his grin reaching his eyes as he looked at the blonde now up on the other side of the garden clutching the box as a lifeguard. He cupped his hands like a megaphone. "C'mon Tweek don't be a pussy!" 

He got a response, usually people just gave him glares, this time he got a glare, a smile and an answer. "You don't be a fucking pussy! I litteralyhadtotake that fucking spider out of your room cause you were SCARED asshole!" His face hurt with how wide his smile was. That was a low blow, but not even that could make him stop.

When he was about to go over he heard a little what coming from the door. Clyde, Token and Jimmy were all there looking at him with wide eyes and they were all covering Clyde's mouth while Token slapped a hand on his.

Uuhh what? He looked back at Tweek for any guidance when the boy strugged despite his clear uneasiness at their appearance. He looked back now voicing his confusion.

"What?" Obviously his tone was very monotonous as always. So they took that as a threat. Which it would've been, if he understood the situation.

"Oh! Nothing man! Haha! Nothing at all everything is great and fine and nice and nandy dandy and- OUHG- fuck you Token!" Clyde's fucking stupid. 

"Nothing Craig, we're just excited to meet your boyfriend." And at that the situation was forgotten. Ah right he has a boyfriend now, he's not just that kid he beat up last year- Everyone turned to look at the boy in question who looked like a deer caught in headlights. Or like a boy caught doing something he shouldn't. Except his face was full of terror instead of spite in this case. 

Everyone stood three seconds in silence before it got broken. 

"Oh man, your buddy seems a little- a little- a little purple w-what about we turn the situation in- in- inside out."

He didn't understand it this time but Clyde burst out laughing like a maniac and Token cracked a chuckle too. 

When he looked back to search for Tweek he found the boy beside him. He was shaking and jerking a lot. It was clear he was trying to suppress his tics too. He's not sure if he should call him stupid or smart for trying it. 

"W-w-well anyway nice to s-see you again T-Tweek." He cracked up a smile and gave a little nod, so… he takes that they already knew each other, like talked and know more than each other's names type of knowledge. He got a shaky smile from the blond.

"Hope you remember my name, but still, I'm Tolkien." He waved and Tweek nodded in response.

"I'm Clyde! His best bro!" He took his arm and hugged it. Then his face went from happy go lucky to serious. "So if you hurt him, I'll make you face hell, personally." A random accent overtook his sentence after half. Maybe it could be his mom's or maybe a random one he saw on television. 

Tweek was actually intimidated. Holy shit. He could kick Clyde's ass in a flash and he was actually intimidated. That's- he doesn't even know at this point, he gives up. The boy shaking got worse he was about to intervene when he got beated to it.

"H-h-hey Tweek, I've seen you've b-brou-broug- taken some goods with you. M-mind sharing?" 

At that Clyde lit up again. "Holy shit you've brought food?!" the Blond nodded. 

"It's muffins for- eck- for you all." He then extended the box as if it was a sacrifice while watching everyone's reaction carefully.

The first to unfreeze was Clyde. 

"Craig if you ever hurt my current best friend i will fuck you up." The brunette then leapt over to the box, only to get stopped by Token. Motherfucker didn't even stop to see his expression of pure sarcasm.

As Token held him by the arms not making him move he referred to his friend. "Jimmy take it inside or Clyde will ruin them before we can even touch the box."

"Not true!"

"Is too!"

"No!

"Yes! Now shut up!"

"B-but... it's not true!"

Andd now he'll start crying and it's gonna be the end. He was literally trapped by Token who was as tall as a tree compared to him being an ant. He was the shortest of them all. And the fattest, he's just like cartman. Except that maybe he is actually big boned, his mom was wide when she was alive. And he's not a dick, he's just stupid.

"U-uhmm- hey Clyde It's fine, i made enough for everyone so you can eat ngg- eat them later!" It was very clear he had no idea what he was doing and yet it worked in stopping the crybaby from shedding tears. Holy shit.

"You made them?! Damn dude you're so cool! I would've replaced Craig with you sooner if i had known it!" He really wanted to kick him, or punch him. He was very punchable right now. But he didn't want to hear his cries at that, so Craig refrained from doing so but his middle finger flew up of his volition this time. 

"You shush! He's already nicer to me than you've been my whole life!" 

At that Craig frowned. "I've let you hold Stripe and consoled you when you cried. I'm the nicest anyone has ever been to you." And he was right. He knows he was.

"Nop, that title goes to Token." He responded with a middle finger too.

"Glad I'm appreciated at least." He was still holding Clyde but his grip got slack. So when the shortest ran towards Tweek, Token fell face first on the ground with a groan.

Tweek was just fucking broken, about to have a breakdown and Craig is unsure if he should laugh or help the other… or maybe do his speciality. Nothing.

"You're my new best friend by the way."

"Uhmm- yeah umnc…Clyde." He gave an awkward pat on the back. He knows Tweek is very social compared to him, he constantly switches friend groups to be with, and before this fiasco he was even well liked by the girls, now he has a beef with Wendy. Where is this anxiety coming from then? Maybe he didn't sleep the night before, who knows.

"Anyways," Craig turns towards the speaker, the black boy who was still taking the granite off his clothes. "Want to come inside Tweek? I'll show you where you can put your things." Then Token turned towards him. "You and Clyde go do something." 

His middle finger was up before he knew it. Either people are really pissing him off, or something else is happening.

"Yeah, you too Craig." And like that he got left with the most obnoxious but at the same self-dubious person ever. They looked each other in the eyes before the shortest spoke.

"Your boyfriend is more awkward than you Craig. Is that why you chose him or was it the muffins?"

He rolled his eyes. "I didn't choose him, the town did." Like that he stepped in the house. He went to the kitchen to find Jimmy, the only thing was, the room was empty. He must already be in the basement.

So he retrieved with Clyde behind him. He input the password and when the door opened he got down the stairs. 

And he was right. As always. They are all on the couch laughing. Oh, that was quick ok. He should've expected that, he's good at being well liked despite how he constantly screams on bad days. He isn't like Craig who hates everyone, that's right.

He goes to sit in the middle of the couch. Clyde goes on the red pouf. "What are you talking about?" 

"Oh! You finally came, cool we can play!" 

Not like they were gone for less than five minutes nooo-

He repeats Clyde's question to Tweek. He gets an answer. "Oh! I was telling them the reason birds are still around. I begged Jimbo not to shoot them." He didn't know that. 

"Cool."

Maybe he should pay more attention when people are talking. 

"Uhh guys we've got a problem." Everyone turned to Token, even Clyde and Jimmy who were talking. "I don't have any game that's for more than four players."

Tweek jumped. "Gah! It's fine man! Youallcanplay. I can to watch! Usually when I go to Craig'shouse heplays and I watch, it'sgghhfffine." Token looked at him funny. He's not sure what his friend wants, it's the truth.

"Ok but did Craig ever let you try? Do you want to try?" 

At that there was some sílence. He turned around and noticed how close his face was to Tweeks. He put some space between them and then noticed the blonds face. He was almost thinking, but too mad to be thinking, too confused to be mad and too lost to be simply confused. He was also Clenching his jaw as if chewing a gum. 

"Good job you broke him." At the first word out of his mouth the boy jumped. Then a mix of emotions flew around in his face, Craig was never good at understanding which were what. 

After two second Tweek probably got the problem though. Cause he screamed. "Oh! Wait!" He scrambled to the other side of the room where his bag was located. Then he pulled out a big ass silver thermos and chugged it. What is this, fortnite?

Then he went back to the space besides him. "But uh yeah, I'm gghh- I'm not good at games and i don't like most of them anyways, they freak me out anyways." As he was about to chuckle, cause same old Tweek who would scream at a fly in third grade.

Clyde spoke. "Why do they freak you out? It's so cool playing, like yeah roleplaying or looking at the forbidden me-ga-si-nes, is better but still." 

"Ohman, what if like, someone sneaks up on me and idon'thearitcause I'm playing the game?! That's way too much! I don't want todielikethat!"

"Oh jeez, uhh, I'm not sure if I want to play anymore Toke, sorry." 

He could feel Tokens roll of eyes without looking. "Guys no one can enter the house without us knowing, no one will come in and murder anyone, besides me, with all of you, if you don't play." 

He shoved a controller towards everyone. Tweek jumped into his space when he got thrown one. "JESUS CHRIST!" A chill ran through him. A body was fully leaning on him, Tweek was very cold, and he could feel that with his jacket in between. 

"You're freezing dude." The boy flinched and looked at him. 

"Damn fellas, go get a room." Motherfucker did not even stutter, and he voiced his complaint. 

"Why don't you stutter when you should shut up?" His finger was there ready as backup too. 

"Everyone calm down!" "Why don't we-" said Clyde and Token at the same time. 

Craig is very unsure if someone what's to beat someone else up or if Clyde is about to cry.

Token clears his throat. "I was about to say, why don't we calm down and start the game, i play it every day so Tweek can take my place." 

"AGH! No man Ireallydon'tliketoplaythanks." 

At that Token finally shrugged and took the controller in his own hands.

He felt Tweek calm down. He kept shaking and vibrating though. He never stopped since he got him from the Tweaks residence . Not when he laughed, not outside and not now. It was a constant of his. He only stopped after a while of being together. It was odd the first time, his presence almost missing.

They played SaLMoN for a while with Clyde crying and screaming every time he died, Token and him calling god in every way (if he actually shows up it'd be awkward so Clyde tried to tell god they were sorry, Tweek was debating with him about god for a while) and Jimmy just dying waiting to be revived while making puns all the time.

At those points they all died of laughter until someone paid attention to the game and started screaming again to take a controller. Sometimes Tweek robbed someone and basically saved them in the game with pure unbridled panic and rage. Everyone looked at him but he didn't even notice too occupied with the game. 

When he did notice what he was doing he mostly did, 'Ah! Oh god sorry I didn't mean to do that!' And it was mostly directed at him, only two times at Token in his left. 

He found himself leaning on Tweek one of those times. He had the controller for a good while at that point and Craig found himself happy to just watch for once. Feeling at ease with the cold touching him. Only when the boy jumped did he notice. Which left him a confused ball of red. He quickly forgot, focusing instead on the game.

Usually the games lasted less cause they all died but these ones lasted so much longer so they decided to change the game after the third match.

"What do you guys want to play now?" He got up taking the disk out the console and putting it back in its safe plastic house.

"H-ho-how about Mario kart?"

He quickly agreed, taking the opportunity to see his boyfriend kick Clyde's ass. He placed the controller in his hands. Nodding. Yet he complained. 

"Nnggh- i don't- it's-" He fully expected the other boy to say 'it's too much pressure and yet after looking at him in the eyes, he didn't. "Ok." He was still uneasy but he accepted.

"Yeah!" He exclaimed punching the air 

"What did you promise him for l-later to conv- convie- conviee- bribe him Craig?" His great companion of a hand was already up in the hair proudly but he didn't care enough to fully understand what the boy said, too happy to see Clyde get completely crushed by Tweek at least in a game, knowing that the boy would never hit him unprompted.

"Suck it Jimmy." He was so ready for this holy shit. He loves Mario Kart and Monopoly, but monopoly Sometimes makes him want to scream. So it's either shooters or Mario Kart. 

"W- What? No I'm not a homewrecker, maybe if you ask T- T- Token he'll accept, he has experience." Clyde cackled at that. He was busy whispering the commands to Tweek, making sure he understood how the game works. 

He would either win it all or lose without a doubt and either case is fine by him. 

"What? No. Why would I even do that?"

Clyde interfered. "I mean… you did rizz every person Stan ever simped for, and every girl, and I'm sure even some boys but i don't know if you're into the gay thing like them, BUT NOT CAUSE IM HOMOPHOBIC, I'M JUST SAYING HE MAY NOT BE INTO IT, I LOVE YOU GAY BESTIE, NO HOMO THO-" But Craig was still busy explaining every single trick in existence to his boyfriend, pointing each one and it's corresponding buttons.

The three friends looked at each other bewildered. Confused if to laugh or coo at them. But before they could do anything the door at the top of the stairs opened. 

Everyone froze.

"Hey boys do you need anythi- Oh! Tolkien i see you've made a new friend!" He then waved at him a little.

"Oh! Yeah dad, this is Tweek, Craig's boyfriend, you kinda scared him to death." 

He looked apologetic."Of course i know who he is Tolkien, we are pro RGB here." He turned towards Tweek, who was now hiding behind Craig. "But I'm sorry for scaring you Tweek." Then back to his son. "Do you need anything or I can leave you boys be?"

Token thought about it a little before-

"Oh! Mr. Black could you take us a white box! It should be in the fridge! Tweek made muffins for us!" Clyde looked so much like a dog when being like this. He kinda was, so everything is right he guesses. 

The grown man sniffled a laugh at the young boy antics. "Sure I'll see if i find it, I'll come back in a bit."

"Thank you mr. Black!" 

"No worries Clyde!" And like that the door closes and both he and Tweek let out a breath. He really hopes the man is not gonna tell anyone they are here. He knew Token's father since kindergarten so he really hopes there's some compassion within him to not tell anyone. 

He looked over, two dark aquamarine orbs were staring back at him until they jumped, breaking the moment. 

"Token yo-yo-you remember i hid the muffins right?" Jimmy got up with a little struggle while Token mouthed a little 'oh'.

"I'll go get them, don't st- don't st- don't star- wait for me to play." And so the door closed once again.

…

"OH GOD HES GONNA TELL THE ASIANS WE'RE HERE CRAIG! AAAPF-" He placed his hand on his mouth. Effectively shutting him up while sending a glare. Ok, maybe the screaming was kinda getting to him.

"Dude shut up-" "NO YOUSHUTUP NOW THEY'RE GONNA COME HERE AND WE'LL DIE FROM SUFFOCATION NGGHH- AND ITS GONNABETHE END-"

Craig was now looking at his hand, which was bitten. He really doesn't know how to feel about this one. Should he be mad or it's his fault for touching Tweek without asking? But he does it with everyone, and Cartman does it with everyone. But Cartman sucks. But they told him not to, and he shut his mouth, but Tweek was panicking so it's fine, or maybe less fine? Did he just get rabies?

…

"What?"

He looked up and everyone was looking at him, but the voice was the same one that was panicking just a second ago, now he seems calmer. 

"What?" He repeats.

"Did you just fucking ask me if i have rabies?!" He said it out loud?

"Yes you did say that out loud what the fuck Craig?!" Welp, the situation is degre- no, dengerena- no, deregenating, yeah, sounds about right. Basically everything is getting fucked. The atmosphere seems tense for no real reason, is there a reason?

"W- well you fucking bit me!" Tweek is getting more more agitated by the second he's ready with a rebuttal at the tip of his tongue―

Or was, until Clyde burst out laughing, tears included.

"How did you two manage an entire Week?! Me and Bebe were so much better god-" And he wheezed. They were a pretty good couple but that bitch used him for his father's shoes so she, like all the girls, sucks until proven otherwise. God he still remembers that party he was forced to go to. It sends chills down his spine.

Both of them answered at the same time. One more panicked than the other. "I don't know!" Ok. This is getting irritating. He could feel his face heat up. It was really irritating.

The asians made everything seem so strange and easy and instead it is so normal but so fucking difficult. In summary it sucks. Everything sucks. He doesn't know why he's even indulging in all this. Maybe cause his father finally talked with him? Maybe cause everyone but him sees it? He doesn't know! And it's very annoying. 

A doorknob was pushed open and sounds of plastic hitting the ground kept coming closer. "H-hey fellas I'm back with the goods." He couldn't see since his hands were still covering his face from the world but the sweet scent of chocolate filled the air. Guess he found the muffins.

"Oh my god Tweek chocolate ones? If Craig doesn't want you I'll take you." The last part was all disembodied from the muffin he was gnawing at. For some reason it made his skin crawl from frustration. "No homo though." 

Before he knew it he was up. Stunned at the movement he did not plan to do. "I'm going to the bathroom." So he looked towards the stairs and after getting up there without looking back he closed the door behind him. 

He looked around for a second to see if Tokens parents were around. After determining that, no, there was no humming, so no adults. He went to Tokens room. And bolted towards the window.

No, this is not a suicide, he is trying to climb on the roof you dumb fuck. The Black residence has always been his favorite place to see the stars and will always be until he finds something better. Their mansion is far away enough that the light pollution is annoying, but not a problem. He just has to- jolt himself up there without falling to a shitty death. While he's done that several thousands times it doesn't mean that the roof won't fall from his weight. 

But the chance is small. So he can do it.

One hand. Then the other, then a foot, after that he has to grab the pipe and with some struggle, do the same passage until he touches the roof. Once.

Twice.

Trice.

Fourth step.

Fifth.

Sixth.

And after that he can lie there.

He took a moment to close his eyes and just hear the crickets singing and the birds howling. Now knowing that the latter is there thanks to the blonde that won't seem to leave him alone physically and mentally. 

It could feel like a symphony. Music has always been calming to him. His headphones are always in his pockets ready to get used. 

Right now he just wants to exist though. The sky is very dark and brilliant at the same time, he tried to train himself to see each constellation. Each time he failed. So he started reading about space and sci-fi. About it's vastness, how empty yet full it could be. It's beautiful. 

It kinda reminds him of Tweeks eyes. Not from the color, but it's shades. 

He slaps himself on the cheek. That's so fucking stupid…

His eyes close without accord. He tried to adjust himself to spare him from the already constant pain in his back. The cold breeze against his skin is more calming than anything. 

He doesn't know what's the problem with him now. He doesn't know if there is a problem in the first place. Maybe he's just silly. Maybe he should go and take Stripe and think with his pet for a while. Maybe. Or he could just do this. Maybe he should've waited though. He did want to see Clyde get mercilessly crushed at Mario Kart.

But then a rattle came out of nowhere. And after the rattle came a voice. "It's a beautiful night outs― out here." 

He looked over and saw Tweek standing in front of the now-open attic window. That thing has been closed for as long as he remembers. His eyes narrow as his vision focuses on the boy. 

"The birds are singing." He gapes at the other who is watching him with full attention. 

He's not fast enough to hide his ugly snort. "Are you really trying to make a freaking Undertale reference now?" And the expression that he gets is everything he needs to know that light blush is spreading in his face.

"Agh! You weren't supposed to know that! Weren't you more into multiplayer games?!" He was whisper-screaming now to not disturb the peace that surrounds them. His tone sounded lighter than before. 

"Dude I have Tumblr and I listen to a lot of three hour long videos, some happen to be about Undertale." He shifts back to his sitting position, his spine is already hitching, yet it's not a bother. "By the way aren't you like, scared of falling and dying from up here? Why are you here?"

He heard the roof echo his jump. "Oh god, don't- don't remind me, please." He took an audible breath. Seemingly to calm himself down. "You seemed upset and so i had to give the middle finger and a fuck you for both Tolkien and Jimmy for saying you were mad that Clyde wanted to sleep with me. Tolkien toldme you wouldbehere? and i kinda knew you didn't want to seeme? So ifoundaway uphere to-"

Tweek moved his hands a lot when talking he noticed, constantly grabbing and letting his shirt go again, he only does it when he's talking fast, a talking fast Tweek is a panicky Tweek .

"-i don't know, talk to you? You also seem very mad at me forsomereason and I'm pretty much here for you so i can go home if you-" 

What? Why would he even go home? It's late and he's supposed to sleep here. "No." 

He wasn't watching the stars anymore now, he was watching something brighter and more full of life than he'll ever imagine. 

"No to the fact that they might hire someone to kill me if i make you unhappy? No to the fact that you're mad at me for something I don't know about? Or no, that I should go home?" The blond was pretty calm despite the situation he's in and what he's asking, it's… very odd seeing him like this, his voice reminds him of the first day in his garden. 

"Uhh, i think everything?" It's very much, probably everything.

"Glad you still don't hate me man." He had a sincere grin of gratitude despite his joke. Craig found himself mirroring his expression. 

The stars looked a lot brighter right now. Maybe it's just him though. 

"Oh by the way, you'll have to tell Token to not send an assassin towards me for the fact that i was rude, i really don't want to die, much less die by rich guys."

"Sure, maybe when we go back in." Yet none of them made any move to get inside, instead deciding to stay in the rooftop to look at the stars.

Tweek actually got up and settled beside him While hugging him. He doesn't know what's wrong with him, wasn't he the one complaining about the asians that might see them?! Now they're in the open! "What are you doing??" Craig whisper-yelled.

"You're warm and I'm starting to feel the cold, it's a win-win situation." He's not gonna admit he likes this, he's much less gonna admit it's nice watching the night sky with someone who isn't Stripe. "And you kept touching me through the night, this is you repaying the debt."

Ok now what the fuck. "I did not." It happened max two times. 

"Did too, i― i can give you the examples if you'd like," He did not that definitely doesn't sound like him, Tweeks trying to fuck with him to put him in a strange position of... Blackmail? Was it all just a rouge to… manipulate him? "But i don't mind really, it's fine. It's ok if you're a touchy person it doesn't bother me, I've found out through the past week, it was just… I didn't expect it." He quickly added.

He really wants to throw himself out a window right there and now, sadly he missed the opportunity before, now there are no windows, he could fall off a roof, but he'd seem stupid then. Maybe he can drown Tweek in his hat though, but he doesn't want to bother him, he seemed to have stopped shaking. He'd feel bad then, maybe he can try another time.

Unbeknownst to them the three boys were looking at them giggling from their backyard, gambling their favorite candies on who will make the first move and how, while Mr. Black was taking the photos that the Asians asked from him if the boys ever came here, doing public service is always good after all. 

The two boys snuggled closer in the night. They may still not be ready to like each other, but they sure as hell are able to co-exist. Maybe one day they'll fully accept the term boyfriends. Maybe a part of them already does.

Maybe Tweek won't tell Craig that when he started talking in his sleep he said his name and babe. Maybe he'll just keep it for himself to dissect later along with a good screaming session, later when he's not cuddling with a boy he thought wanted to skin him alive. 

He's pretty happy where he is now though. He just has to ignore all the fucking fangirls trying to make him a gay stereotype and everything will be fine. Probably. Maybe…

Oh god he really hopes so- what if-