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That moment you cant be arsed to finish

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Not himself. It could be the long hours, or it could be the lack of caffeine. But needless to say Tweek would be falling back to his ‘usual self’ as time passed with Craig. Those eyes of his kept on Craig as he pulled his hat off, and almost for the first time he noticed how it was getting longer than usual. But he was around Craig so much before that he hadn’t really noticed. It was thick and dark - Tweek had almost reached a hand out to brush his fingers into it, but stopped when Craig seemed to stare back at him.

Lips parted as if to ask him what it was he was thinking, why he was staring at Tweek like that, but the words wouldn’t quite come. “Craig?” He was biting his lip - there was something on his mind, but then — oh, the smell of coffee. What a pleasant distraction. Tweek breathed in deeply through his nose. Even though the scent wasnt as strong as it was at work with the constant brewing, it was still a wonderful smell. “T-twoscoops of sugar,” he’d answered after a moment, though honestly he didnt care if he ended up drinking it completely black.

Soon enough there was a mug in his hands, and the blonde scooted closer to Craig on the couch to get a better look at the computer screen. Though after a moment he had to shift, seeing as his caffeine jitters were coming back, and his shaking kept bumping the computer. Not caring how hot the coffee was, Tweek took a drink, the warmth running down his throat and pooling in his gut. “R-really? Itstilllooksreally good. What more wouldyouhavetodowithit?” Tweek thought anything Craig shot was great, edited or not, but that was because Tweek couldnt man a camrea to save his life. Everything either shook too much, or ended up blurry because he couldnt keep his hands still long enough.

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Tweeks words were always too kind. If it was anyone else, Craig would have flipped them off, walking away, but since he was the special exception, Craig just shrugged, sipping his drink while watching the screen. "The transitions are choppy and there's a few things that just don't flow right." He didn't want to add that there were a few shots in the video with the wrong lighting and the music - there were more than enough that Craig could talk about, but he stopped himself, glancing over at the shaking blonde next to him.

There was something about Tweek that made Craig just want to shake him, yet at the same calm him down. It's probably the reason why he kisses him so often, because not only does the blonde pause, confused or shocked, he also freaked out afterwards unless they're alone. Every time, no matter what, it was amazing, and Craig yearned for those moments, though he doesn't show it often.

It was a short film, lasting only about twenty minutes, though there was a lot that still needed to be done to it. The final product could be a half hour or even forty-five minutes, but it was just long enough for Craig to finish his own cup of coffee, and wrap his arm around his boyfriend. Heh, that word always made Craig want to roll his eyes, and he could vividly remember when the idea of dating made him want to puke. He watched as Token and Clyde had romanced their significant others, rolling his eyes at it, yet here he was, in the most serious thing he's ever held together. It was a miracle he hadn't fucked it up already.

When the film was over, Craig rubbed his eyes, moving the laptop and extending his hand for Tweek's mug. "Did you like it?" He asked, staring up at the blonde's blue eye.

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Leaves a cup of hot chocolate for Craig rather than coffee... though some of it is spilled around where the cup sits. Oops.

He stares at his cup, confused on what sort of sorcery this was. Especially since he's been thinking about how thirsty he was and how he wanted something warm to counter the cold day.

Once he realizes that no one is watching, he grab the mug, running his thumb against it, his lip tugged up ever so slightly.

"CraigCraigCraig. ....God I'm bored."

This message is really old.

Hm.

GAH!-C-Craig.

Sup Tweek?

I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN SO LONG SO HERE'S MY DICK IN A BOX

Merry Christmas.

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Not a hell of a lot..What’s up with you?

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Other than the misfortune of seeing you, 'nothing much.'

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Craig had always been so nice to him, jeeze. Tweek would have had no problem making another cup of coffee, even if it wouldn’t have tasted as good to him as it would have should he make it with a fresher feeling than getting off an overtime shift at work. “I-um… o-okay…” he answered. He was already feeling a little shaky, as well as a little lethargic from the lack of caffeine. There was no scent of coffee to sooth his shakes anymore, and the cold from outside had already started off his jitters for a more natural reason.

Feeling the immense need to get off his feet, the blonde scurried over to the couch and took a seat, not even minding his messed up tresses from Craig’s ruffling his hair. That was normal for him. The only time he put effort into keeping his hair out of his eyes was at work, any other time didnt matter so much. Once seated on the couch, however, Tweek felt himself relax a bit. His feet ached form being on them for so long, but being so busy kept him from noticing until now, when he finally got to get off of them.

He was placing his scarf on the arm of the couch when Craig had come back in. He’d just been about to take a peek at the computer, though he supposed it was a good thing he hadn’t while Craig was in the other room or he might have looked to see if that other video was on there as well. Shaking his head at that thought, Tweek cracked a bit of a smile at Craig when he came closer. “I-It’s up to you, man,” he said rather quickly, “I dont wanna deal with that kinda pressure to decide, you choose.” He didnt really care either way, since either way he’d be able to see it.

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It was too much of a hassle for Craig to find the HDMI cable, so he just shrugged, turning on the computer as he sat down beside Tweek. "Guess we'll just watch it on here." his voice was void of emotion, yet his eyes roamed the blonde, stating otherwise. It was uneasy to have the blonde by his side yet not so... himself. While the computer was warming up, Craig pulled off his hat, settling it on the arm of the couch, before running his own fingers through his hair. It was getting thick and it seemed like time to get a haircut.

The silence between them became too unbearable for Craig.

A thousand scenarios ran through Craigs mind before he just stared at Tweek. His mouth stayed shut, yet he imagined opening it hundreds of times, saying different things, and a hundred more using it to place random kisses on the blonde. In reality, all he did was bite the bottom of his lip, chewing on the soft skin before the movie finally was ready to play, and the smell of coffee filled the floor. "How much sugar and creamer do you want?" Craig pushed himself up again, walking away without an answer, already knowing that they always had the same amount every time, yet he still always asked.

Filling the mugs with the warm liquid and mixing in the right measurement, Craig walked back into the room, handing the blonde his mug. "Here." taking a sip of his drink, he sinked back into the couch, pulling the laptop on his lap as he pressed play, letting the acoustic music play through the speakers. "I still have a lot of work to do on this," he mumbled, eyes glued to the screen as he drank the coffee.

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Tweek was fairly confident that he would not have done well with a boyfriend who liked PDA. He was self-conscious as it was, even with something as simple at holding hands with Craig. But Tweek would do his best to deal with people’s judging stares if Craig wanted to hold his hand, because Craig would protect him from anything bad that would happen, he always had, even back in elementary school when he freaked out over the Underpants Gnomes.

Okay, maybe he still freaked out about that, but that wasn’t the point.

“S-sure okay,” he agreed, not caring what exactly it was that they did. Of course his mind did drift to that video for a moment. Tweek shook his head, trying to dispell the thought before it caused any sort of embarrassing reaction with him.

He only seemed to notice how cold it had been outside in his ill-dressed state with his coat and what not when he came inside. It was warm in the house. Not too warm, but warm enough to know that it had been freezing outside. It was that heat that made his eyes droop a bit, but Tweek wasn’t ready to sleep yet. ”Coffee?” He asked faintly, only seeming to get part of Craig’s question for a moment. “Oh—ah y-yeah if that’s all right. I mean, I can do it myself — if you want.”

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Craig nodded, pleased that he was willing to watch the video. It was another film that focused on animals, but their film was on that brunette's mind, as his perversion seemed to always come out when he thought of the blonde, or was around him. Perhaps it was because Tweek was so easy to tease, and get a reaction from, and perhaps it was because he complimented Craig so well, and in their differences, it helps Craig realize that maybe a plain and boring lifestyle isn't exactly one to strive for.

He waved one hand at Tweek, dismissing the idea of the blonde making it. "You just spent over eight hours making coffee. I'll make it," noticing that his hair was null of clips, it was easy to ruffle his hair, before making it towards the kitchen.

It didn't take long to pack in the coffee grinds in the maker, knowing that throughout the years, Tweeks preferred type of coffee was a bit stronger than usual. The way he makes it isn't exactly more bitter to people who can tell the difference between a black coffee at the shop. It definitely had a bigger kick and after Craig made the right measurements for the water and turned on the machine, he returned back to the living room where he had set his laptop before he had left to get Tweek. He had only begun editing the movie, so he wasn't surprised that it looked as if it was made by a novice. "Is it cool here, or do you want me to put it on the tv?"

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