Craig Wears Light Up Skechers
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For the Love of, Light up Skechers and Fidget Spinners by bdamanlover4ever
Fandoms: South Park
24 Jun 2019
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Tweek whimpers, “It’s dark. I'm scared.”
“Don’t worry babe, I got this.” Craig stomps his feet and his Skechers light up.
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Stripe gets "lost" so Craig and Tweek search for him.
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- Part 1 of Craig Wears Light Up Skechers
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“Gah! Are you serious?”
“Why do you give a fuck?” Craig asks nonchalantly.
Tweek glares at his boyfriend. His words more than a whisper, but just less than a growl. “I don’t.”
“Good. This is war. In war you don’t have feelings and you can’t feel any emotio-“ The words freeze in his throat. Empty eyes dwell on a crooked smile, and Craig is damn certain that it isn’t a reflection of inner peace or joy.
Tweek’s aloofness...represented on his cracked darkened lips. “Maybe you’re ngh...” He pauses, the very idea sends a jitter through him. Chasing it was the whisper of appeared to be sorrowful regret. “It’s just my heart.”
Craig nods. Long as Tweek agrees with it, he can keep lying to himself. He can keep telling himself, these feelings aren’t real because this is a war zone. No matter how much he wants to...—it doesn’t mean anything. It won’t do anything beneficial for victory.
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- Part 2 of Craig Wears Light Up Skechers
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Tweek must have spoken out the last part a little too loud, because Craig flips back over with drowsiness in his eyes. “Honey?” He croaks out. “Are you still not sleep yet? It’s okay.”
Tweek quickly slams his eyelids close. He shakes more violently, as fear flares up to gnaw on his insides. It would be so damn awkward if Craig heard him.
A heavy sigh hits Tweek’s face, as Craig’s free hand brushes up wild blond curls from his forehead. The warm touch allows tension to release from Tweek’s bones—he’s petrified. Craig gazes at him dreamily. A stupid grin steadily tugging on the side of his lips, as he takes in the sight of his boyfriend.
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- Part 3 of Craig Wears Light Up Skechers
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“I don’t even know what this means!” Tweek crushed the letter in his hand. “Is this code for kick your ass?” He punched the air. “I can't wait to get a load of this guy.”
“They all have the same bad handwriting.” Nichole compared the letters.
“It could be a stalker or a hit man. C.T. could stand for anything.” Butters clicked his tongue. “Or a combination of a stalker and a hit man.”
“Gah! I never thought about that!” Tweek walked over to try and stand on his tippy-toes to peep over Nichole’s shoulders. The last two letters seemed more threatening than the last, but the line about “squeezing” and “numbing pain” made it sound like C.T. was ready to pound Tweek to a bloody pulp. “I try to keep to myself.”
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Tweek starts finding letters in weird places and lets his imagination get the best of him. He learns about his (not so creepy) stalker.
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- Part 4 of Craig Wears Light Up Skechers
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“Gah! I know what will make you feel better. You want your hug?” Tweek held out his arms.
Craig nodded. He felt Tweek bury his face in his chest. Warm. Soft. A stark contradiction to the scars and band-aids on his hand. He hugged his arms around Tweek. Small. Scrawny. Shaky.
“You’re nervous too, Craig?” Tweek asked.
“No. My heart just does that sometimes.” Craig lowered his head only to see Tweek’s bright green eyes twinkling with joy that matched with his smile and laughter.
“You can’t lie to me! Hah! You’re so stupid sometimes.” Tweek teased. “Dense and real stupid!”
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Craig has strange ways of showing his affection. Some people might call him a thief for it, call him a jerk for it, even call him stupid. Maybe he was all of those things, but it was worth being for Tweek's smile.
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- Part 5 of Craig Wears Light Up Skechers