☆ Creek Oneshots

Red Racer

Ages:

Craig: 14
Tweek: 14

CRAIG'S POV:

"Come on... Let's watch Red Racer!"

Tweek rolls his eyes.

"Fine."

He stands up and I run downstairs grabbing his hand and a blanket.

I sit on the couch, wrapping Tweek in the blanket around me.

I rest my head on his shoulder and whisper happily, "They're still making episodes!"

Tweek laughs, resting his head against mine he kisses my cheek.

"I love my dorky boyfriend."

"I love my caffeine addicted boyfriend."

I turn the TV on and start watching Red Racer.

Tweek whispers in my ear, "Doesn't it get boring after a while?"

I shake my head.

"No... Shhhh, I'm watching."

I hear my hoodie unzip, and I feel Tweek's lips against my neck.

I whisper, "Tweek. If I wasn't watching Red Racer, my tongue would be down your throat so quickly..."

Tweek whispers back, "So? Why won't you? I want some affection!"

I bit down on my lip trying to resist. "B-but Red Racer is on!"

"You can watch it after!"

"But.. What if someone spoils it?"

Tweek sighs, resting his head down on my shoulder. "Fine."

I kiss his cheek.

"I do love you though."

He slightly smiles. "Love you too honey."

After a while, I hear a light snore followed by moaning, and I look down at Tweek to see his face going funny. I sit there, awkward and flustered as Tweek moans in his sleep.

"Stop..." He mumbles, "We're going to get caught..."

His face feels with relief as he lets out a long moan, I sit up and watch him, he opens his eyes and asks tiredly,

"Did I fall asleep?"

I nod laughing. "Yeah."

"What's so funny?"

"Did you have a good dream?"

Tweek looks at me as his eyes fill with worry. "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?"

"Well, I know you didn't want to get caught..."

He cups his face in his hands."I'm sorry... I can't control my dreams." He says sheepishly.

"Hey, you did nothing wrong, you just had a dream... but who was it about?"

Tweek's face instantly turns red and he blurts out, "NO ONE!"

I laugh. "Tell me who it was about."

Tweek says. "Craig! Why do you want to know?!"

"I'm your boyfriend of 4 years, tell me."

"YOU!" He exclaims, flustered. He then looks down all sad like he's done something wrong.

"Babe... you're not the only one who has dreams about their um, significant other..."

Tweek looks up from his hands and giggles a bit. "So, you dream about me?"

I nod. "The better question is, when do I not?"