A/n: Man, it's been a while since I updated this! Anyway, have a Tweek oneshot :) This oneshot was just something I wanted to type up myself since I felt like I needed another Tweek one. I promised a Firkle oneshot and I will get to that next, promise!

If you haven't already, please check out my South Park story, Bittersweet! (sorry for the self-advertisement, I'm weak). Four chapters are up now! :)

Anyway, enjoy! It's basically Tweek x Baker!Reader but it doesn't go too much into baking, it's implied. 

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"And there you have it folks, please come by Tweek Bros Coffee to nab yourself some sweet treats made by South Park High's (F/n) (L/n)!" The school's news reporter, Malia, said into her microphone, flashing a sweet smile at the video camera in front of her, me, and Tweek. "I am Malia Lovett and we'll see you next time on the South Park High Report!" With that said, Butters had turned off the camera and gave us the ok that the video had ended. The brunette girl turned towards me and Tweek with a happy expression. "Thank you so much for letting us interview you!"

"Of course, Malia. What are friends for?" I told her, returning the smile. "Plus, it's great advertisement!" I turned toward my freckled co-worker and saw that he still looked pale in the face. "You did great, Tweekers! The videos over now, you can breathe."

The blonde actually did exhale deeply, letting go of all the pent up nerves. "J-Jesus Christ, th-that was too much pressure!" He squeaked out.

"It wouldn't be right to just interview (F/n), Tweek!" Malia told him. "This is basically your shop, after all." She glanced over at the other blonde, who had put their equipment into their bags. "You ready to go, Butters?"

The boy in the bright blue sweater shot Malia a toothy smile. "Yup!" He quipped in that usual, peppy tone. With that, our two classmates left Tweek Bros with all their belongings.

"Well, we should start closing up, ey?" I told Tweek once checking the time on my phone. The twitchy blonde nodded his head and together, we began to put things away and warn the last customers that closing time was nearing.

After thirty more minutes, we have successfully closed the cafe. "Any word from your parents, Tweek?" I asked as he locked the front door. I shivered as it was colder than usual.

You see, Mr. and Mrs. Tweak were gone for some Coffee Conference and will not be back until Monday, which is in about two days. Without their assistance, things at Tweek Bros had become a little hectic but it wasn't anything Tweek and I can't handle... But it'd be better if they were here with us. "ACK. No, I haven't. B-But they're probably in Denver by now," Tweek answered. "... Are you cold?"

I glanced up at the dark skies. "Yeah, I am. Honestly, you'd think I'd be used to the cold and snow since we've lived in South Park all our lives." Tweek wrapped an arm around my shoulders and held a protective grip on me. I could feel his body heat radiating through our thick clothing. This made me blush furiously, which actually helps my case.

"Let's g-go."

I wish I could tell Tweek how I felt. I really do. It's been so long since I first started liking him. Fourth grade. From fourth grade, I've had a swelling crush on my freckled friend.

I've been told by Malia that I could probably get any guy I want in school if I tried. She said that basically every boy wanted a chance with me. I've had some instances that boys have tried asking me out. Not once have I accepted anyone. I was in too deep for Tweek.

That adorable blonde might think that his imperfections is what makes him seem unattractive but it's quite the opposite for me. In everything he does, I find so attractive. Call me weird or whatever but I'm in love with Tweek and there's no denying it.

We managed to make it to my house in no time, which saddens me because I enjoy walking with Tweek so closely. "Thanks for keeping me warm, Tweekers," I breathed out, pulling away from his arms. I fished around for my keys in my bag.

"I-It's no problem, (F/n)," Tweek replied. "It would be a sh-shame if my partner died from hypothermia." I let out a laugh as I unlocked the front door of my home. "A-Are we still having our movie night t-tomorrow?"

"Of course! Why wouldn't we?" I questioned him.

"I don't know. GAH. I'm sure once that interview g-goes onto the school website, we might get more c-customers and then we'd be working hard all d-day and there will be so much p-pressure and--"

I smacked my hand over his lips to interrupt his babbling. I gazed into his electric green eyes. "Well, we won't know until it happens, but for right now, our movie day is still happening."

Our movie days is what I always look forward to in the weekends. No way should we cancel it.

Tweek smiled over at me that got my heart rate accelerating. "O-Ok. I guess I was overreacting. I'll see you tomorrow m-morning." I gave him a nod and he turned to leave. I watched him walk away before I entered my home. I let out a sigh and went off to do my usual routine.

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"Tweek! I need a medium caramel frappé, small white chocolate mocha latte, large regular decaf, and a medium hot chocolate," I called out to the blonde while typing in the order into the cash register. I hurried over to our deserts display and took out three chocolate-vanilla swirl marble cakes to place into paper slips. I handed over the baked goods to the customer while they gave me the money.

Ever since seven in the morning, customers, mostly classmates, have come in non-stop. I guess that little interview really did make such a difference! With just me and Tweek, we had to work twice as hard to keep the people satisfied. I was happy to see that we were getting so much money but it's so tiring.

"Thank you for coming to Tweek Bros Coffee!" I told the customer as he strayed out of the line to wait for his drinks for him and his family. The next person stepped out and I instantly grinned, "Oh, hey boys."

Clyde and Craig returned a welcoming smile. "How's it going, (F/n)?" The raven haired boy asked me while his stormy eyes darted around the cafe. Clearly, the two boys see how hectic it is in here.

"It's, ah, really something," I chuckled lightly. I glanced back at Tweek and watched him make all the drinks with skill and ease. I'm so glad he's the one handling those. I turned my focus back to my friends in front of me. "Is there anything you would like, fellas?"

They both told me their order and I repeated it to Tweek, who just nodded at me in acknowledgement. "Anything else?" I asked.

"Nah, it looks like you have enough on your plate as it is," Clyde told me with a warm smile. "Hang in there, alright? At least you have the whole day Tweek!"

I could feel my cheeks flush. "Shut up, we're working." The two boys laughed as they moved out of the line but not too far so they could still talk to me.

Suddenly, the glass doors opened abruptly, letting in a huge gush of cold air in. We all turned and saw it was another classmate of ours, Felix. "Ugh, him? Why am I not surprised?" Craig groaned with his eyes narrowed into slits. "He's probably just here for you, (F/n)."

"Felix is a nice guy," I responded with a frown.

"Yeah, because he has a massive crush on you," Clyde uttered.

Tweek placed down his friends' drinks onto the counter and also noticed that Felix was here. "ACK. W-what is he doing here?" He questioned with an edge to his jittery voice.

"Y'all are being so mean. Shoo, we need to keep going," I dictated the three boys.

Clyde and Craig pouted at me but decided they should go anyway. So with drinks in hand, they said their goodbyes and left the coffee shop. "H-Hey, (F/n). How about we s-switch for a while?" Tweek suggested.

"Are you sure?" I asked him worriedly. "I know you prefer to make the drinks."

"N-no. It's alright. Plus, you'll be able to check your baking faster," The blonde insisted.

"Alright. I guess you're right," I murmured as I moved to the back to start making the drinks more customers are ordering.

With the drink making and baking, I was working at the top of my abilities. I was getting tired and there's just so much people! I noticed that Felix finally made it to the front of the line and he had a strained look on his face. I just couldn't tell but it seemed like him and Tweek were in some heated conversation. "(F/n), one hazelnut latte," Tweek told me sternly.

I froze a bit.

Since when did Tweek have the ability to speak so clearly without twitching? I quickly made Felix's drink. I went over and placed it onto the counter. "Thanks so much, (F/n)," Felix said sweetly. "I'm sure, since it's made by you, that it's perfect!"

I was speechless. Not once have Felix have told me something that actually hinted he liked me. I mean, I could be looking into it too much. It's just that whenever Felix and I had a chance to talk, it was about school work. Not anything like him complimenting me full out.

"(F/n), I was wondering if you'd like to go out some time." He then asked me. He still bared a smile.

"She's not interested," Tweek replied before I could make out a word. Both Felix and I turned towards the blonde in shock for making such a decision.

He's... not jittery.

"That's not your choice to make, Tweek," Felix sneered menacingly. This is just so weird. Not once have I seen these sides from either boy! "Just because you like her too doesn't mean you can do that." My eyes widened.

Does Tweek like me like that?

Before I could comprehend the situation, coffee came splattering out of the cup to Felix's body. I blinked in shock as I put the pieces together. Tweek had just thrown the coffee at him. "Get out," the freckled boy next to me demanded. Felix couldn't say anything, he left without a word. All of us in the shop were surprised. Tweek glanced at me and he started twitching once again. "O-Oh J-Jesus, did I just d-do that??" He asked me in a panicked manner.

"Uh, yeah, you did," I answered. I picked up a towel and wiped away the counter that some of the coffee spilled onto. "Let's keep working, right?" He nodded. "Do you want me to take over the register again?" He, again, nodded. We switched places and continued our work.

But my mind was hazy.

Does Tweek like me?

...

"D-Do you hate me now, (F-F/n)?" Tweek asked me. It was now eight at night and were finally closing up the shop after a long day of working. I met his electric green eyes and saw sorrow in them. "I-It's understandable if you do. The way I handled Felix was n-not ok and I was under so much p-pressure and..." He stopped his ranted abruptly. "You probably do hate me."

“I don’t hate you, Tweek,” I assured him. I reached over to grab onto his hand and gave it a loving squeeze. “I can never hate you.” He was extra jittery now and his face was crimson red. “Felix was being out of line.”

“But the thing is, he wasn’t,” Tweek sputtered with a more saddened look. “He only wanted to ask you out and… I was so mad. I didn’t want you to go out with him. It was your choice too. I was the one being out of line, not him.”

“Tweek, it’s ok. I would’ve said no anyway.”

He seemed to perk up to this… He actually looked… relieved. “Really?”

I nodded my head at him. Felix said he likes me… so, it shouldn’t be too bad if I…?

I pulled Tweek closer to me so I crash my lips to his. At first, it was icy cold by the freezing weather, but instantly I was warmed up by his embrace. He didn’t waste any time to drape his arms around my waist to hold me closer to him. After a few more minutes, we separated. I rested my forehead to his and grinned to the fact he kissed me back. “Does that confirm it for you?” I asked him with a giggle. I pulled away from him but hand finding his. “C’mon, let’s start our movie night.”

With a smile, he agreed and we went over to his house to watch whatever movie we wanted at that moment. The night consisted of many cuddles and kisses, something out of the ordinary but nothing I would decline to.

I guess, in a way, I’ll have to thank myself for partnering up with Tweek Bros for my baking for this blissful outcome.