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Craig has gotten used to being unable to move whenever he woke up, and today was no exception. Tweek moved a lot during the night, or that is until he gets to just hold hands with or place his whole fucking body on top of his boyfriend. Either way, physical contact was the thing that seemed to be able to calm him down most of the time, even on his sleep he just seemed to seek it. As for now, Tweek's body was halfway on top of him and Craig didn't really had the heart to wake him up, never had, never will.
The room was still somewhat dark, so Craig guessed it was early morning. He couldn't really see the clock or reach his phone to check the exact time due to his situation. Instead, he could only see the ceiling and, of course, his boyfriend. And what a view, he looked so beautiful under the dim light, he didn't know exactly when he fell so hard for Tweek, but he knew there was no one else he'd rather wake up next to.
"Tweek... honey" Craig said, in a quiet voice barely above a whisper, he wasn't really trying to wake him up, no, just checking. And when he made sure the other was really out, he took it as a chance to kiss him, or at least tried to, moving around him to at least catch his forehead. And when he almost got it, he felt a light punch on his side, heard a low grunt and just like that, the pressaure on him was gone.
Craig moved to his side, bringing Tweek close again by spooning him, because he still had some bussines to finish. "Morning," he said, content while giving him one or two quick kisses on the back of his head. The blond turned around and hugged the other.
"Ngh, Hi... sorry for crushing you."
"I don't mind" Craig said plainly, "I was comfy, really."
The other just hummed and nuzzled closer to him as a response.
And they just laid there, together enjoying the silence of the night and the warmth they shared. Like so many nights before this one, and wishing for the ones to come. Because what else can you do when you are stupid and in love? What can you do exept pray that everything stays just as it is.
"...I love you"
That's what you do.
Tweek saw his boyfriend as those words left his mouth. Even after years of dating Tweek still felt embarrased and mushy and gay saying it. Craig could blurt it out whenever he wanted! But for Tweek it was just easier to show it by cooking him a pastry or with hugs and kisses.
Sometimes, he got scared it was still not enough.
He kissed him once, twice, trying to convey that and Craig smiled as the blond wraped his arms around the other's neck to bring him close, he knew.
Before Craig noticed Tweek was on top of him again, giving quick pecks to his face as he reclaimed his personal pillow. And Craig accepted his fate as he smiled and giggled like a teen girl, a part of his brain felt cringe when he got like that, but a bigger part liked it. Because Tweek is the one, the only one, that would and got him like that. He was soo happy.
And as their chests pressed together, as they could feel eachother's heartbeats and in the same pose they were before, they went back to sleep.
Then a giant car came in and ran over tweek
the end.