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“Ugh, today was exhausting.” Craig says while plopping onto his bed.
He lays there for a few seconds before immediately picking up his phone to see whose messaged him. He wasn't at school today because he had to help his dad with the car.
Craig was really excited to help out with the car, he loves cars, and being useful to people. But all day in the garage is tiring.
He scrolls through his notifications, seeing lots of messages from Tolkien and Jimmy asking where he was, and Clyde spamming the “😭” emoji. No one knew where he was because Craig didn't bother telling them, none of their business. All except for one person, Tweek (duh).
Tweek being Craig's boyfriend isn't the only reason he told him, he's afraid Tweek would go into panic mode if he didn't know where Craig was, and the last thing Craig wants is to worry his baby in any way.
He sends quick “busy” and “👍” to all his friends, then goes to Tweek’s messages.
“Aw poor Tweek.” Craig audibly says while looking at all the sad texts Tweek had sent him while he was gone.
8:50
Babe ❤️❤️: hope the thing with ur dad goes wel !
8:51
Babe ❤️❤️: its pretty lonely
9:43
Babe ❤️❤️: its really loud and its overwhelming HELP. ME !!!
9:44
Babe ❤️❤️: kidding, kinda haha
9:45
Babe ❤️❤️: fr though i wish you were here tj tangle your hand in my hair jts relaxing
Craig continues scrolling through all his missed messages, feeling a pang of guilt for ignoring them. But it's not like he could've answered them. He would've gotten distracted, messaging and calling Tweek the whole time, instead of helping out with the car.
He missed Tweek just as much as Tweek missed him. He wants Tweek to come hangout. Right now.
4:32
Craig ❤️: Hi sorry Tweek, I'm sad I couldn't be with you today :(
4:32
Babe ❤️❤️: im sad too I was ALL ALONE !!!
Babe ❤️❤️: well not really i hung out with the gang but i still missed you.How dare you leave me Craig Thomas Tucker >:((*
4:33
Craig ❤️: I'm sorry honey, I can make it up to youuuu :)))
4:33
Babe ❤️❤️: how
4:34
Craig ❤️: Come over to my place righttttt now and I'll make you feel better ;)
4:34
Babe ❤️❤️: ohhhh okayyyy ;)
Babe ❤️❤️: dork
Craig hearts the message then sits up on his bed. He realizes that he's been working in the garage all day and probably smells like fucking sweat. He lifts his arm up to smell and yup, that stank.
He quickly throws off his shirt and hat, which fucking reek, into his laundry basket. He slips on a clean gray shirt, and swaps his dirty jeans for a clean pair of sweats. He re-applies his deodorant, then hears the door bell ring.
Okay, Tweek's a little early, but that's fine. He races down the stairs to meet his boyfriend. Laura gets up from the couch to answer, but Craig tells her that “he's got it” and she sits back down.
He slowly opens the door and Tweek rushes in and hugs Craig, nearly knocking him over.
“Craig! GAH- I've missed you!”
Tweek's hugging him as tight as he can, and Craig can barely breathe (he likes it).
He returns the embrace, and lifts Tweek up so he's now carrying him. He gives him a quick kiss on his cheek, then lays his head in the crook of his neck.
“I've missed you too, honey.” he mumbles.
“Hey fags! Go up to the bedroom and fuck! No one wants to see that.” Tricia shouts from the couch.
Craig flips her off, but complies.
Hands interlinked, the boys make it up to the bedroom, locking the door behind them.
Tweek lays himself on Craig's bed, purposefully showing off his skinny waist. Then moves his hands above his head.
“Craaaaaaig.” He messes with the hem of his pants.
Okay, tease. Craig climbs onto the bed with his boyfriend, and gets on top of him. He starts kissing his cheek, then his neck, then his shoulders.
“I missed you today.” He mumbles.
Tweek sighs heavily, “Me too.”
They're acting as if they haven't seen each other for 10 years, when they really just haven't seen each other for the day.
Craig starts to run his fingers through Tweek's tangled blonde hair. Tweek whines when Craig pulls away.
“Ack!- Don't stop! It feels nice.”
He puts his hand back and continues to message his needy boyfriend’s head. Tweek closes his eyes, and he's visibly calming down.
Craig loves seeing his boyfriend like this. So calm, and pretty. Knowing that only he, Craig Tucker, can calm the anxious boy down.
Tweek leans up to kiss Craig, he leans into the kiss, pushing Tweek back down onto the mattress. Their hips start to rock against each other as Tweek deepens the kiss, shoving his tongue into Craig's mouth.
Craig mindlessly accepts, sliding his own tongue against Tweek's. They're kisses are wet, and sloppy, so drool starts to pool out of Tweek's mouth.
Tweek starts to whine again when he feels Craig's hardened cock against his.
“Craig-” Tweek gasps before Craig's lips crash back into his face.
Craig leans back against the bed frame, and Tweek straddles him, grinding harder against him. Craig groans feeling his pants tighten even more around his suffocating dick.
“God damn it, Tweek-” Craig huffs, not able to form a complete sentence. Tweek starts to nibble Craig's neck, leaving tiny little marks. Craig holds tightly to Tweek's waist, and his breathing is fast.
Tweek leans back to give Craig a cheeky smile, then returns to his neck and bites him hard.
“Ah!-” Craig can't stop himself from moaning.
Craig fucking loves it when Tweek bites him. Teeth sinking into his soft flesh. He could cum right now if he really wanted to. But he had to stop himself, so he could save it for Tweek.
Tweek whimpers when he feels Craig palm the tent in his pants. Tweek leans into him and hints for Craig to take them off.
Craig starts to unzip Tweek's pants, then he hears a knock on the door. Both boys stop what they're doing and freeze.
“Hey boys, we heard some noise and wanted to remind you two to use condoms and lube.” Laura tells them through the door.
Tweek's face is all red, and he's completely out of the mood.
“O-okay mom.” Craig stutters.
They wait until she's downstairs before continuing, but Tweek stops.
“Ugh Craig, that-ACK- that killed my boner.”
Tweek pouts, while moving to sit next to Craig. He leans his head against his shoulders.
Craig sighs, while wrapping an arm around Tweek.
“That's fine, babe. We can just watch a movie if you want.” Craig rubs Tweek's arm.
Tweek moves in closer. He plays with Craig's fingers.
“Yes please.”
Craig puts on “Cars”, his favorite childhood movie, then moves to lay down with Tweek.
“S-sorry for not helping out with,” Tweek looks down at Craig's still visible boner,”That.”
Craig places a gentle kiss on Tweek's head.
“You're fine, honey. You're not obligated to have sex with me. Consent is important, and I would never force you to do anything you don't want to.”
Tweek looks up at Craig, and gives him a smile. He cuddles himself closer to his boyfriend.
They're halfway through the movie, when Tweek looks up at Craig with needy eyes.
Craig giggles. “What is it, babe?”
“Craig..” Tweek gets up on top of Craig.
“Can I touch your penis?”