south park//sweet short stories!!

CREEK ^ touch-starved

Craig was a boring person. That wasn't nessecarily a insult to him though, since he accepted it himself. Tweek disagreed greatly,he thought Craig was one of the coolest people He'd ever met! Craig liked space—hamsters (especially Stripe.)—and...uhm....

uh?

Well, anyways, Craig didn't show it much but he had a big heart. He craved psychical touch! He always hugged his mom before going to school, LOVED when his friends put their arm on his shoulder or hit him jokingly but he ESPECIALLY loved something else.

Cuddling Tweek!?

Yeah—surprising, right. Big ol' mean Craig-Tucker has a soft spot for some spazz! Haha!

(dont tell Craig i said tha—)

**Tuseday, December 23rd...**

It was cold in the cafeteria, especially cold since the hell of a school they go to couldn't afford having proper heaters anywhere other than the principal's office. His hand creeped up towards his partner's, slowly touching and holding it.

Tweek acted like nothing happened, continuing to listen to Token and Clyde's dumb squabble on cereal before milk or milk before cereal. (Cereal before milk ofc...) Tweek twitched a little bit as Craig creeped closer towards him and held his waist.

Tweek looked towards Craig and narrowed his eyes at him, attempting to tell him it wasn't the time for this right now. Craig decided to listen and moved away, missing the sense of touch.

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