Exorcise him! // Craig x Tweek // (Creek)

★ 27 | I Adore You ★

"Depends" I grinned playfully, despite already knowing the truth behind my words, just for the sole purpose of getting a rise out of him. To see that same expression on his face that gets me thrilled.

Calmly I make my way over to him and trickle my hand neatly around the nape of his neck. I know my fingers are cold so as soon as I roll my finger up his neck, his shoulders tense up and his body shudders. And it's at this moment that I start to realize that I'm a little too dangerously close to taking a dive at his neck. But instead I just laugh it off and shuffle my fingers through his hair. cute.

"Dick" he murmurs and I let go of his hair.

So rude, I replied, looking out the window with a smile, I guess he really wasn't lying. Not that there was a reason to have lied to me anyway. But there it was, the soft rows of unpatched snow falling down to the ground from the sky, every shape unique to its size. Some the same and some different. Each individual battling for its way down to the ground where they all end up clumped up together. Some ugly, some pretty, just ending up all in the same pile. Castled up from imperfections to make something so beautiful...

"Alright, let's go then" he laughed and brought me out of my train of thought as he ran over to the closet door, bringing his raw cold hands down to the doorknob and twisting the damn thing open with a flick.

Wait hold on, I don't remember agreeing to something earlier. Slow down will you Blondie!?

"Go where?"

"Outside duh" he scuffed his hands into the cabinets of winter garments, pulling out whatever blue scarf and unmatched mittens he could get his sticky hands on, and to top it off with the sweet cherry on top he pulls out my nasa star sleeved jacket out of the trenches of my closet and rolls his shaky arms through the holes of the slick thing. uhh, how old is that damn thing!? I'm pretty sure the last time I wore that thing was last winter.

"Woah woah okay, slow down" I laughed and approached him from behind, scuffing my nose into his sweetly scented hair, the smell of brown sugar and cookies reminding me of all the time he baked desserts in my kitchen.

Mm why the rush Tweek?

"So, is this your idea of getting ready for winter...?" I teased, giving him a quick glance from behind. Of course it doesnt take me an eternity to realize that his idea of a perfect winter outfit is most likely going to get him a fucking cold the next day.

"Seriously? I'm not going to get a cold Craig, I'm 21 years old." He sighed and turned around to face me. you're an adult yet you never change huh? I sigh and look up at him just in time to see him wrapping his arms around the nape of my neck.

Pulling me in, looking up at my eyes. Breathing into my face.
I swear...I'm getting dizzy.

"Is this supposed to convince me?" I smiled, rallying my fingers down to his waist, a gentle tug is all it takes before I've pulled him closer to my waist. Pushing my fingers playfully down the spine of fabric on his jacket, puncturing his back. Feeling his breath shudder, his body tense up.

"Worth a try" he tilted his head and I leaned in a little closer. "Mhm"

if this was his way of convincing me, then count god that it was fucking working.

I laughed, curved my lips into a smile and planted my forehead on his collarbone. Jesus, it's like everyday I can't even tell what crazy shit you're gonna do anymore. I shake my head and he gasps, snapping his hands away from my neck and down to my shoulders.

"Honestly, I don't know what i'm going to do with you" I whispered, merely above a breath, my fingers just lightly reaching his chest, a simple flick and tug at the zipper line of his jacket. Lightly I open the gap in-between us and focus-my eyes on the zipper, flick my wrist and zip it up.

Done, easy peasy right? Quick fix that prevents you from getting a cold. Call me a hero if you want blondie...or well a kiss works as fine too...actually can I get the kiss?

"Wayy different right babe?" I walked away from him and ran a hand through the ends of my hair. Maybe I should have realized this ages ago, but when he doesn't say a word I freak out a little. Oh god did I do something wrong? Was this too intimate was that why?

"Oh shit, OH" he panicked and pulled his scarf up to the lower half of his face. Now I was seriously feeling worried, please for the love of-don't tell me you got sick already!? We didn't even get a chance to take a step outside. Oh ugh, I panicked trying to pick at his hand. Did I not catch it before? Had you already been sick? Just answer me please. I'll go get you some medicine as soon as I can-

"Tweek are you okay? I'm getting worri-?" I cooed finally taking a good look at his eyes. Tweek why won't you answer me-

You're kidding.

"Ha..HAHAHA" I laughed, holding in my laugh, trying my best to keep it in despite how hard it was to. I couldn't believe it, of course he wasn't sick. Not even close to sick, I wiped the joyous tear from my eyes and exhaled.

Leniently my finger made its way up over to his scarf and he frowned as I pulled it down lightly, because he knew that he couldn't do anything about it. And that was plenty obvious already.

"You're blushing" I teased and cocked a brow up in response, I take a step closer, he takes a step back and his shoulder hits the wall.

"it's the cold"

"Really?" I bantered

"Because I don't recall the inside of my house being so..." I brushed my knuckle on his cheek and grinned, "Cold" I finish off my sentence and reel my hands up to the wall beside his shoulders. Pinning him up against the wall just to look at the temperature monitor that laid beside him.

You always lie this much Tweek?

I Snake the other hand up his chin, tug and pull him in closer to my face, I want to look at him. See that priceless expression stuck up to his face that makes me want to kiss him.

"Well, a geez, I guess it is now haha-" he rubbed his knuckles up against his cheeks and flicked his chin away from my hand. "Weird huh?" he smiled despite the awful attempts at massacring the hints of blush on his cheeks.

"Tweek" I sighed and hovered my lips around the corner of his ear, keeping that pretty little smile on the curve of my lips. Because the next time I speak, I want to have him hooked around my finger.

"If you wanted to kiss me, you don't have to ask"

His face went red. Maybe even redder than before. And...you know, if a kiss was what you wanted. I don't mind if you gave me one right now.

"So" I played loosely with my words and pulled my head into a gentle tilt, I keep a good eye on him and open my mouth.

"you gonna kiss me? Blondie"