☆ Creek Oneshots

Coffee Shop

Ages:

Tweek: 18
Craig: 18

TWEEK'S POV:

"H-here's your c-coffee, sir!" I stutter.

"Thank you!"

The customer smiles and walks out with his order. I let out a prolonged sigh.

Almost closing time. Craig is supposed to be picking me up after work, but he's always early when it comes to me.

So about 10 minutes and he should be here. What am I gonna do while I wait? Might as well start cleaning up, I guess.

I grab the broom and start sweeping the floors, and a few minutes later I finish, so I begin to clean the tables and counters.

As I'm wiping dowm the counter, my phone rings. I look over at it.

Incoming call from Craig.

I smile softly and answer the phone.

"Hi babe, you need something?"

"Hey Tweekers, actually I'm gonna be running a little late. I had to take Tricia to her friend's house."

"That's fine. I'm just working on closing up shop."

"Alright, so I'll be there in about 15 minutes."

"Okay. I'll see you then, love you!"

"I love you more, baby!"

"We are not starting this again."

"Whyyyyyy?"

"Craig. I'm hanging up so I can finish cleaning!"

"You're leaving me?"

I heard a somewhat fake pouty voice, followed by obnoxious whining noises.

"You're gonna be here pretty soon anyways, you'll live. I promise"

"I don't know if I will!"

"Bye Craig!"

"NO! Tweek-!"

I clicked hang up, smiling to myself.

Just as I finished cleaning, the front door opened,
And before I can turn around, I feel arms wrap around me from behind.

"Tweek I missed you!"

"It hasn't been that long," I laugh, "You lived, right?"

"Nope"

I shake my head, turning around and wrapping my arms around his neck.

"You seem pretty alive to me..."

"I'm not. Only true love's kiss will bring me back!"

"You're being so dramatic!"

"Tweek, I see the light!"

I give in, and connect our lips. When we break the kiss, he sighs of relief, "I didn't think I was gonna make it."

I roll my eyes playfully and walk over to the door, putting the closed sign on the doors to the shop.

"You're gonna lock the door too?" Craig asks.

I turned around to look at Craig who was leaning back on the counter.

"I will when we leave, but we won't be leaving for a while..."

"Why?"

CRAIG'S POV:

Tweek walks over to me, grabbing my hand and dragging me to the back room. He closes and locks them.

Oh wait. I get it now...