---Tweek's pov---
Kenny whispered something I couldn't understand to Craig, to which Craig flipped him off with a slight blush on his face.
I wonder what he said...
"Tweek," Craig said waving his hand in front of my face.
"GAH! h-huh?" I jump and twitch.
"We're here. Are you coming in or not?" He says motioning towards the open door.
I walk in and take off my shoes, "Just sit on the couch."
I walk over and sit on the couch as Craig continues to another room, before doing so he turns on the TV.
I sit there in the otherwise silent room.
Then, Craig comes back with 2 cups of coffee. He offers me the green mug.
I gratefully accept it and take a sip.
Craig watches me and smiles.
We sit and watch TV for a while, and I feel myself getting tired.
---Craig's pov---
I feel slight weight on my shoulder.
I look over and see Tweek leaning his head on my shoulder.
I stare at him for a minute, then realize he's asleep.
I turn off the TV and I pick up Tweek bridal style.
I carry him up to my room and lay him on my bed. I look at his adorable sleeping face, and find myself leaning, closer and closer...
NO. BAD CRAIG.
I get up and head downstairs, cleaning the coffee mugs.