Accepting ✔️

Chapter Nineteen: It's Beautiful

Pete wasn't even complaining about it. He spoke of it as if it was this amazing experience that he had.

I stared back at him in awe. He chuckled and scratched the back of his head in some form of embarrassment.

"So that was how my life has been; Now how about you tell me about yourself?" He asked in more of a statement than a question.

I stared down at the ground. I like to keep to myself. No one in South Park knows about my past, and I intended to keep it that way, but Pete... there was something about him. I felt trust and acceptance from him. He had been taking care of me, and nothing that I could say about my life would be worse than his.

"Hey, you don't have to if you don't want to, Tweeky." I felt my face heat up at the nickname.

I took a deep breath before I looked back up at him. "No. I trust you. How about we do a rough summary?" I chuckled. He laughed and nodded. Here goes nothing...

So, I told him everything. The peppy parents, the stuttering and anxiety, the ADD, the coffee addiction, Jack Tucker, the self-harm, homosexuality. Everything.

When I finished, I looked back up to his hazel-green eyes. He smiled. "I'm happy that you got out of that situation, Tweeky."

Goddamnit. Again with the nickname. I looked down at the ground once more, but he used his index finger to push my chin up.

"Stop hiding your face from me," he started, "It's beautiful."

If my cheeks could warm up anymore, that's what they were doing in this moment. "Th-thank you, Pete," I beamed at him.

Craig's POV
Yeah, following people to their apartments isn't the best idea in the entire world, but I still did it.

Here I am, sitting outside on a tree, listening intensely to their conversation. Tweek hasn't ever told me about the things he's telling Pete. I understand now why he hurt himself in the past.

It hurt me to see him put so much trust into a person he had barely talked to when he refused to tell me anything.

I see you guys sitting on your chairs or your beds or walking around through the house like, 'But Craig, you shouldn't be listening to other's conversations, Craig, why the hell are you there and how did you get there?'

I have a valid reason. That reason is jealousy and worry. As for how I got here? I drove to where Tweek was on his snapmap and asked what apartment Pete was in at the front desk. Some hell of security they have here.

So, again. Here I am. In a tree.

"I'm happy you got out of that situation, Tweeky." He said in a soothing tone. That stupid ass nickname.

Tweek looked down again, hiding his blush.

"Stop hiding your face from me. It's beautiful."

I scowled at his touch on Tweek's chin. He's manipulating him and Tweek put so much trust in him that he isn't noticing.

"Th-thank you, Pete," he smiled up to him.

They inched closer and closer together. My Twitches, millimetres away from another boy's face. I growled.

Slowly, Tweek tilted his head and sealed the distance between their lips. I felt my heart breaking and withering away.

They're kissing, and I can't do anything about it. Pete was kissing back and pulled Tweek onto his lap, just as I had when we had kissed. Tweek obeyed and wrapped his legs around Pete's torso, hands around his neck. Pete wrapped his arms around Tweek's chest and pulled him even closer.

A warm wet substance falling from my eyes, I let myself fall down the tree. This is my fault for being so jealous. Tweek has moved on in a matter of 12 hours. I guess that's it for me.

I slouched walking back to my car.

A/N: Hmmm. I don't really like this chapter. ¯\_(._.)_/¯. Nevertheless, it's a chapter, and I don't hate it. Enjoy the rest of your Monday/Sunday (/whatever day you read this on in the future)! Leave a vote? Have a wonderful day and don't do anything really stupid.

~Beru <3