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“Tweek, you need to calm down,” he nasally, calming voice warned.
“Calm down??!? I’m going to fail my finals! How do I calm down!?!?” Tweek freaked out.
“Tweek...” Craig said sternly.
“hhNGKN,”
“Tweek.” The taller male cupped the smaller male’s face in his hands and made the blonde look at him. “Everything is going to be okay. You studied, remember? We studied together,”
“IT WAS- LESS ST-UDYING AND M-MORE WANTING T-TO KISS,”
“Then let’s kiss,”
“W-what,,?” This caught the small boy by surprise.
“Kiss me, Tweek,”
“I-I,”
“Kiss me.”
...
Too bad that’s not what happened.
Tweek’s little boy crush would never reciprocate those feelings.