Trigger Warnings: Cute fluffiness that may melt your soul. You have been warned.

A/N: wanna know a secret? I've already written the entire book but update a chapter every other day to kind of spread it apart and not make it go by so fast. So I actually am thinking of rewriting this because I'm getting into more detailed stories and this could TOTALLY have more detail and shit but I'm just really lazy. Would you guys like that?

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Tweek

"Tweek...I was kicked out."

The words hit me like a truck. Craig was kicked out!? What's that supposed to mean!?

"You were what!?" I asked in surprise. I guess it made sense as to why he had a backpack and was carrying Stripe's cage at his side.

"My parents saw the picture...they said that they wanted me to leave and never come back." He said sadly, "I, uh, kind of need a place to stay."

I was at a loss of words. I felt so bad for Craig at this moment, I wanted to cry!

"Oh, Craig." I said sympathetically as I pulled him into a hug. He hugged back with one arm and dug his face into my shoulder, "Of course you can stay, Craig. Don't worry about it."

"Thank you, Tweek," He said, his voice being muffled by my shoulder. I heard him sniff, as if he was on the verge of tears.

"Craig, look at me," I said as we pulled away. I placed my hands on his shoulders and looked into his blue eyes which didn't look cold and empty anymore. Except they were broken and filled with sadness, "You're welcomed to say here for as long as you want, alright? Nngh...I'll keep you away from your terrible parents. They really are m-monsters for kicking you out like this."

"Thanks, Tweek," Craig said as a tear rolled down his cheek, "You really are a great friend...I don't know why I did to deserve you."

I wiped a tear away with my thumb, but didn't pull my hand away. Instead, it continued to rest on his cheek. Craig lifted up his free hand to place it over mine. He seemed to find comfort in holding my hand like this.

Craig

Normally I wasn't a pussy over things like this, but just the thought of being kicked out by your own family...the people that raised you and provided for you for years and years can just push you away like that...it crushed me.

"Are you boys alright?" Asked Tweek's dad as he and his wife approached us. I hoped Tweek's dad would also be nice.

Tweek had explained to my parents the situation and they seemed to understand. I was so thankful that they weren't assholes like my parents.

"Come on, Craig. Let me clean up those cuts for you." Tweek said as he lead me upstairs to the bathroom. Oh yeah. I guess I had never treated my cutes and bruises from earlier like I probably should have.

Tweek closed the bathroom door and instructed me to sit on a small stool so that I would be the same height as him. He then got out a washcloth and ran it under the sink for a couple of seconds. Then he walked back over to me and took my chullo hat off, placing it on the sink next to us. I noticed how he stared at my hair and smiled for a minute.

"What?" I asked.

He giggled, "Nothing," He replied, "I just really like your hair." Tweek rustled my hair playfully with a cute giggle as I groaned. But I really wasn't upset over it. Tweek hadn't smiled often and I was always so grateful to see it sometimes. It was just so...so cute! And I swear it lit up the room.

I know, my gay was showing. But I really didn't give a fuck. Shut up.

Tweek placed the washcloth over my black eye to stop the swelling. (Lol ignore me because idk if this is the correct way to like clean cuts and bruises and all that shiz)

I don't know why, but I always really liked it whenever the two of us where touching. It just felt right and I honestly had no idea why. All I knew it that I really liked the close contact with him.

"Hey, Craig?" Tweek asked as his cheeks turned red.

"Yeah?"

Tweek hesitated and looked to the left for a second, "Y-You have really, um, reallyprettyeyes. GAH!" He said quickly and bluntly

I was caught off guard, but chuckled and grinned, "You think so?" He nodded, embarrassed, "Well, I think you're not as bad yourself."

This was the first time I had ever really seen Tweek's eyes. They were bright green and had a look of innocence in them. When I looked past the bags under his eyes, I noticed how truly beautiful they were. It was like they were the eyes of a completely different person. His eyes were usually so anxious-looking and always had fear in them but they really were beautiful when he was calm.

Shit that was gay.

—-

"So," I said as I sat down onto Tweek's bed. "What should we do?"

Tweek tensed up, "GAH! Um, I don't know. I'm not use to friends staying the night."

"Me neither." I admitted, "Wanna just watch TV?"

"Sure."

Tweek walked over to his bed, sitting down next to me. He grabbed a laptop which had been sitting on his bedside table. He pulled it open and powered it on while placing it between us. We were sitting close so we could both have an equal view of the screen.

"Too bad you don't have a tv in your room," I said. "I have- had my own in my room."

Tweek looked at me and raised an eyebrow, "And...you didn't try to take it with you?"

I pondered this. Huh. He had a point. If you had your own tv in your room and had to move out, why wouldn't you take it?

"I was under pressure and forgot, I guess." I said shamefully, "I could get it back."

Tweek frantically shook his head, "No! I'm not going to risk you getting hurt by your parents. You're staying safe with me!"

Though Tweek was scared of a lot of things, he still seemed to be pretty protective. "Nah, it's fine. Watch."

I stood up off the bed and walked over to Tweek's window. I opened it, letting the cold afternoon air come into the room.

"GAH! W-what are you doing?" Tweek asked as he placed the laptop in front of him so he could stand up.

"The houses are close together, I can make it across." I said with a monotone voice.

He sprinted up to me and grabbed my arm. "No! Are you stupid? GAH! S-Sorry, but...why the hell would anyone -nngh- do that!?"

I faced him. "The people that lived here before you moved in had a secret chocolate stash. I'd always break into their house and steal some. I'm use to it, I'll be fine." True story.

Tweek looked at me like I was stupid. "SERIOUSLY!?" I nodded, causing Tweek to re-think this, "B-But if you fall-"

I placed a finger to his lips. "Shush, child. It's okay. Stop acting like such a girl."

He pushed my hand away, "O-...Okay."

(I feel like I'm really nailing their personalities. In a way. Maybe that's just me.)

I had crawled up onto the window sill and looked across to what use to be my house. I had left my window open when I had left by accident before I left so I was in luck. Just as I had planned it out in my head, I leaped across from window to window. "Aha!" I shouted in victory as I crashed into my old room.

"Craig!" Tweek shouted as he desperately looked into my old room from his window. I stood up, rubbed my head and assured that I was okay.

"Tweek, I'm fine. Calm down, you spaz." It wasn't an insult, but more of a playful comment due to me grinning at him. His cheeks turned red at that.

I turned around and spotted what I had came for. The tv. I walked up to it, taking out all the cables from the wall and carried it to the window.

"You got it!" Tweek said happily. But there had been a problem.

"Um..." I began, sweating. "There's a problem."

Tweek tensed, "What!?"

"...How do I get it across?"

---

"Okay. Three, two, one!"

I had chucked the tv across to my jittery friend in hopes he would catch it. Yeah, this was a stupid idea, but it was the best we had. Tweek had opened his arms in determination to catch it, and he did except...the weight had caused him and the tv to fall to the ground.

"Shit." I mumbled as I jumped across to his room. I climbed down from the window and saw Tweek lying on the ground, still holding the tv which had been covering his face. I heard him groan as I took the tv (still intact somehow) and placed it aside. I looked down at Tweek who had opened his eyes to see me. He had crimson blood gushing out his nose.

"Uh, dude, your nose is bleeding." I said, slightly worries for my friend. As soon as I had said this, Tweek sat up and clutched his nose anxiously.

"AHHHHHH I'M BLEEDING!" He screamed. "CRAIG, I'M GONNA DIEEEE!"

I remained calm for him and helped him off the ground, "You'll be okay, man. Let's just get to your bathroom."

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Me and Tweek laughed as we watched Red Racer together from my tv which I had successfully transferred from my room to his. Man, I'm such a badass.

"Hahaha!" Tweek laughed. "You're right, Craig. This is a good show!"

I turned my head to look at him and smiled. "Yeah. If there's one thing that makes me happy, it's Red Racer and Stripe."

Tweek pouted at me, seemingly disappointed in what I had said. "What about me? Don't I make you happy?" I could tell he was joking, but his adorable pouty face had caused me to change my mind.

I chuckled, "Haha, yeah." I said, smiling, "I guess you make me happy too."

He blushed a deep red and starred at me with a helpless smile as if the tv show hadn't even been there and all that mattered was me. He clutched onto my arm and looking into my eyes.

"You have a beautiful smile, Craig." He said bluntly. I was thrown off guard at his compliment which he had somehow not messed up by spazzing or stuttering.

"I do?" I asked.

He appeared to be looking quite drowsy. Probably tired, I assumed but he kept his smile and leaned his head on my shoulder, "Yeah...you do." And he was out.

aAAAUUUGHGHHH GAY

If any of you know me REALLY well, you'll know that I'm a huge sucker for fluff. Maybe that was obvious. So yeah. I will include it a lot in this!

NEW CREEK BOOK!!! I'm gonna post a new creek fanfic after this one and I am so excited for it! I'm planning on giving it many chapters (maybe around 30? Or 40?) and putting more effort into it. I'm actually reading a really good Creek fanfiction and it inspired me so much with all their detailed chapters and amazing plot so I am gonna try a lot harder, basically. But I won't push my limits. Want me to give y'all a sneak peek next update?