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A Creek One-shot

Craig x Tweek

By: TamShipsKyman


60

The countdown clock ticked tauntingly while I sat down on the rooftop tables with everyone else dancing with their loved ones and friends. Lonely againTweek.

58

I rested my left cheek on my fist, lazily slumping my body. My heart couldn't take another arrow shot, so I just decided to get on my phone and check my Instagram. I swipe through the photos to avoid the loneliness piling over me, only to see a countless amount of photos of my friends and family with their significant others, smiling and embracing each other. I sigh, shutting off my phone and stuffing it in my back pocket. I gaze at the countdown number.

48

It's not even so much that I'm alone, but that I'm not with himEver since he came my way, he's the only guy that's ever on my mind. Perhaps I should give it a rest, and realise that Craig is straight, and wouldn't ever want to be with me, even if I hoped strongly.

44

Trepidation travelled through my veins as a frightening through entered my mind. What if he saw me hereHe probably thinks I'm a loser for sitting at a crowded party alone. GahThis is too much pressure!

40

He had been invited over as well, and knowing Craig, he'd most likely show up for Liane Cartman's cooking. I rubbed my hands nervously, dreading his presence.

38

Once I had finally calmed myself, I glanced upwards to see Craig from a slight distance, staring at me and squinting to reassure himself it's me. Once he took a good look at my face, he smiled, and waved, "Hey, Hey Tweek!"

32

I was considering ignoring him in fear of embarrassment, but instead smiling back at him with a halfhearted wave. He turned back around to the group of guys who were talking to him. I sigh in despair, losing all hope in thinking I could get anywhere with him tonight. I'm definitely not getting a New Year's kiss from him tonight.

25

There were only 25 seconds left until the loud buzzer that declared the new year of 2018. I took a sip of the coffee that Ms. Cartman had prepared for me, surprisingly not feeling as usual when my parents make it, giving me a sense of relief and slight confidence to go up and talk to Craig. Ehmaybe next year.

20

I stare at Craig, listening to his cute audible laugh, look at his perfect facial features, and his friends, and think- How did we end up friends? I feel lucky just to be his best friend, but sometimes I wonder what would happen if we were moreI begin to zone out, not noticing anything else anymore.

9

I then realised I was out of touch with reality, and opened my eyes to see that Craig has gone away. Where'd he go?

6

Before I could react, I felt a sudden powerful exertion at my cheeks, followed by a slight, pleasurable twinge. I felt a pair of soft lips smash vehemently against my own. I could've opened my eyes to see who it was, but the recognisable scent of polo cologne and citrus lotion tipped me off. I smiled gracefully into the lingering kiss.

Buzz!

It was finally 2018. I finally got my New Years kiss from my dream guy. The guy I've been impatiently waiting to kiss since as long as I can remember.

He had released from the passionate kiss, leaving my lips feeling swollen and moist- and it was the best feeling yet. I opened my eyes to pair of sparkling, sapphire blue eyes. I wasn't dreaming. "C-Craig?"

He was only inches from my face- an adorable smirk, and his hands still on my cheeks, with less pressure compared to when they first hit. "I've been waiting so long to do that to you, Tweek."

The love of my life kissed me. The love of my life had finally kissed me, and I couldn't do anything but smile. "B-But Craig, I- I thought you were straight..." I glance down, regretting my lack of hope spoken.

"I thought I was, but I realised that- I love you, I have always loved YOU."

I stood, speechless. "I-" I looked back into his gleaming eyes, "I love you, too, Craig."

He smiled blissfully, and slowly came in for a another kiss. This time, more slowly and meaningful. I wrapped my arms around his neck, having to lift up to reach his tall, towering body. I felt so lucky, and I could not believe that everything I could ever wish for is happening right now.

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College Roommate

A fanfiction one-shot

Kyle x Cartman 

An alternative universe

By: Palma

I have to get to studying soon, or I'm going to bomb these finalsI have been studying non-stop for the past week, and my callous, good-for-nothing, goof-off roommate, Eric, keeps deliberately trying to agitate and distract me. Speaking of the devil, here he comes.

Eric enters the dorm, and plops down in the chair next to me, "Hey, jewboy," he greets. He switches on the television, and turns the volume up.

I roll my eyes. "Eric, do you mind? I'm trying to study for our FINALS, something YOU should be doing if you WANT to be successful." I grab the remote, and shut the television off.

Eric grabs the remote from my hands, and turns it back on, "But I don't want to, jewboy."

"Are you always this annoying?" I ask him maliciously.

"Do you always have sand in your vagina?" He asks me vindictively. I swear on my life...

"I don't have SAND in my vagina, fat boy!" I yell back. I realize calling him fat was a bit inappropriate, but he is crossing the line right now.

"So you do have a vagina then?" He asks sarcastically. "NO," I snap. He laughs, "you stupid Jew."

"I would appreciate it if you didn't belittle my people, Eric," I scowl. "Now, please go, so the ones who actually care about their future can work."

"No way, dude," he replies. "This is my dorm, too, and if I want to stay, and watch TV, I can," he snaps. I sigh, "Whatever."

The next ten minutes are kind of peaceful, until I hear a knock on the door. Eric gets up to open it to reveal a boy in an orange parka, and another one in a red-poofball hat. "He-he-heeey Cartman!" Shouts the boy in the red poofball hat.

Eric shares handshakes with the boys, "Sup gaylords?" He replies back. "Oh, Kenny and I were-"

I interrupted them, "Um, excuse me guys, but could you keep it down? I am trying to study here," I asked politely.

They all stare at me as if I had two heads. The boy in the red poofball hat whispered to Eric, "Dude, you're roommate is such a nerd."

Eric whispers back, "I know." The boy in the hat continued "Yo, so anyway, me and Kenny invited some people for a big bash at the club, Craig, Tweek, Clyde, Wendy, and lots others!!" The boy and Kenny high five each other. "You going?"

Eric thinks for a minute with a worried expression when he hears the names, then looks at me, "Uh, yeah, let me just get my phone right quick," he tells them. They nod, and head outside.

He stares at me as if he wanted to say something. "What?" I ask impudently. "Nothing, I mean, yes, actually, do you want to come with me?" He asks.

"Eric, you know I have to study for these finals, so my answer is no, thank you," I reply.

"But you have been studying all day for the past week, just take a break," he whines. "I'll even give you five bucks to come, and I know your Jew blood won't let you deny that offer.

Okay, so something's upI shut my book, and look at him, "Okay, what's going on? Why do you want me to go so badly?" I probably shouldn't pry in, but I'm curious.

Eric sighs in annoyance, "Fine, I'll tell you, I guess," he replies. "Okay, well, um the guy, Craig, you know him? Turner?" He asked. I nod slowly. "Well, back the freshman year, last year, we sorta dated, AND DON'T YOU SAY ANYTHING!" he shouted.

WhoaI didn't think he swung that way"So...you're like...gay?" I asked him. He nods slowly.

"I used to get shit for it, but everyone's over it, and Craig and I decided to date since we understood how it felt to be treated that way, and we understood each other, and I thought maybe we would end up somewhere," he explains."But?" I ask. "He dumped me, for another guy when he joined our school because he was 'better than me in every way," he told me.

"Tweek Tweak?" I asked. I heard some things about them dating, and I have seen them hug, but I'm was never really sure. He nods, and frowns. "Wait- one question- what exactly does this have to do with me going to the party with you?"

He rolls his eyes, "Must I spell it out for you? You and me go to the club together, and act like we're together, so he would get jealous!"

I shake my head, "No way! People will think I'm gay, and I'll never get any girls!" I protest.

"You never got any girls!" He argues. "Well- yes- true, but this will lower it more!"

"Can it get any lower?" He asked sarcastically. "You're not helping your case," I tell him.

"Alright, alright, alright, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, just please, do this for me? I'll buy you some blended coffee if you want!" He offers

"You know I'm diabetic, I can't drink that stuff," I tell him. "Okay, I'll buy you some clothes or whatever you want," he begs.

You know, it's kind of cute to seem him beg like this. I sigh in annoyance, "Okay, geez, let's go," I reply. He stands up and hugs me. "Thank you, Kahl, you're a good jew." I roll my eyes.

He grabs a hold of my hand, and holds it while we walk out into the hallway. "Why don't we wait until the party, fatass?" I let go of his hand and walk ahead of him.

"He could be out in the hallway here!" He whispers loudly. I sigh, and grab his hand. Once we arrived at the party, he looked around for him. "There he is!" He points at Craig and Tweek, who were dancing together on the disco floor. He clears his throat obnoxiously, and turns to me, "KAHL, MY BABY," he shouts loud enough for Craig to hear. Craig turns to us.

I grimace, but then follow along, "Oh Eric, hi honey!!!!" I yell back. Craig gets up, and walks towards us with Tweek by his side. I look at them, "Oh hello guys, have you guys met my sweetheart, Eric?"

Craig examines me, "Huh- I see you got yourself a new guy, not bad," he chortles. "What do you mean by that?" I ask him.

"Kyle, I know you, do you really think I'm stupid? You're not gay, and you're just faking so my loser ex boyfriend gets me jealous, you just can't get over me, can't you Cartman?" He taunts.

"You're a piece of a shit, Craig, you know that?" He fights. "You have nothing better to do than to rub you're new boyfriend in my face, well its not going to work."

Craig laughs, "Just admit it, you're in love with me, you've said it before, and you can say it again, or you can stay here with this loser, wallow and bawl over your pathetic life some more."

I angered, "Hey Craig, why don't you get out of here? Just leave us alone!" I tell him. They laugh.

"Oh yeah, What are you going to do about it?" Craig asked maliciously. "Both of you are weak little-" he was discontinued when I jabbed his cheek in my fist. He fell to the floor, yelping in pain, and grabbing his cheek.

I can't believe it. I've never done anything like that before in my life. I looked over at Eric, who was smiling at me, "Hey, thanks for defending me," he gazed into my eyes as I gazed into his hazelnut eyes. He hugged me.

"Oh, um, you're welcome," I smile slightly. Maybe this means he'll like and respect me now. He lets go of me, but then cupped my cheeks, and reeled me in, and our lips collided violently. Okay, so now he really likes me. He let go strangely quick after several seconds.

He glances away from my eyes, "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I didn't- excuse me." He runs outside the building.

"Eric, wait!" I yell out. I run after him. "Eric! Eric!" I see him, and walk towards him. "Eric, it's okay!" I reassure him.

Eric scoffs, not making eye contact with me, "I guess, I got caught up in the moment, I'm sorry if I freaked you out."

I stand next to him, and gaze at him. "Well, maybe I enjoyed it," I tell him. Her looks up at me, "You did?"

I nod, "Maybe I enjoyed kissing a guy with beautiful chocolate colored eyes, and perfect buildup," I tell him.

He smiles, "And maybe I enjoyed kissing a jewboy with emerald green eyes, and a ginger afro," he states.

I gaze into his eyes, and get lost in them, "I love you fatass," I tell him.

"I love you, jewboy," he grabs my head, and mashed our lips together. I wrap my arms around his neck. We let go, and gaze into the beautiful night sky that's decorated with little bright glimmering stars.

I hoped you like it

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