Build Me Up

Chapter 4

"Mission accomplished." Kenny chuckled. 

I turned towards Kenny and gave my brightest smile. "Thanks for your help. I couldn't have done it without you."

"...No problem."

Kenny's bus stop came and mine was next, so I turned towards Craig. "Can you walk him home or something? I would, but my dad would ground me in an instant. Also, I don't think he should be alone with a wild president on the loose." I joked.

"Okay, I'm pretty sure our houses are close anyway." Craig shrugged nonchalantly.

Nodding, I stepped off the bus and soon came to my beloved front door. Commotion went on inside the house, and hesitating, I turned the doorknob, entering my happy household.

Craig's pov:

I nudged the boy next to me awake. Tweek's eyes flew open and he jumped in his seat, making him leave my shoulder.

"Um- don't worry it's just me. We have to get off at the next stop." I put my hand on his shoulder to try and calm him but decided against it a second later. The bus screeched to a halt.

"Oh, thanks, man." We left the bus with me trailing behind him. Tweek rubbed his eyes and tiredly sighed.

"When's the last time you slept?" It was quite concerning how it seemed like this doofus was always tired and drinking coffee straight out of bed.

"Ngh, uh... Um, maybe six days ago? I slept for a couple of hours I think." Tweek's head fell down, then shot back up.

"Well, what's keeping you awake? Just the gnomes?" Unacceptable. This dumbass thinks he can just not sleep for nearly a week and still be adorable? Nope, I have to make sure he's getting enough sleep. I'll murder those thieving gnomes.

"No, well, yes. It's the underpants gnomes and the stupid president! He's out to get me, I know it." Tweek pulled on my chullo's strings, with a look of utter defeat.

"Hm, okay. Do you think you'll sleep tonight?" I'll make sure you do, you captivating fool.

"Uh, probably not. I really want to, but I just can't." We entered Tweek Bros, with Tweek heading behind the counter. It was closed, so he was making himself a cup of coffee, and I wanted to slap it out his hand. I didn't because he was smiling softly down at his caffeine. It must make him happy, and if it does than who am I to say he should not have it, as long as it isn't his 20th one today.

"Tweek, if you smiled like that to me, I'd buy you coffee every day." Tweek's head snapped to me, his eyes widening.

"What?" He turned his head sideways, confused. He held a spoonful of sugar in his hands, but some fell out as he stared at me. I gave no sign of emotion, and I could tell he was wondering what the fuck I was doing.

"Careful, you're already too sweet, adding too much sugar will be dangerous." I bit my lip, trying not to laugh. Tweek's face was going pink, and his eyebrows scrunched together.

"Huh?" Tweek squeaked out.

"Look at that, I made you forget completely about the underpants gnomes." I chuckled slightly, seeing Tweek's face. Cute.

"What the fuck? Were you flirting with me just now? Oh, Jesus!" Tweek pulled his hat over his eyes. Well, my hat still. Hopefully.

"Maybe, maybe not. Who knows? The possibilities are endless." I snickered. Now I'm the one thinking what the fuck. He's making me happy? Feeling things? Good things. Ugh.

Pulling the dark blue hat up over the blonde's eyes, I smiled down at him. "Hey, don't worry about it. It's not like you like me or anything. I have a way to get the gnomes to stop messing with you. Can I stay the night?" He had the prettiest eyes I've ever seen. It was like God didn't care how beautiful he could make this twitchy boy, like splotches of pale green and a light blue weren't enough alone. Like little freckles splashed across his face wasn't enough to make him outright gorgeous to me.