The swan flew up in the sky, beating its wings, once, twice, a third time and then…
Plummeted towards the surface of the pond once again.
A slow, lazy grin formed on Craig's lips. His bare fingers grazed the damaged grass beneath him as he remained completely sprawled out on the recently unfrozen ground. It seemed that to match the liberation of his emotional facets, an early summer has started spreading throughout South Park.
It felt as if life was picking up the last summer he had dared to hope for a change and was now waving it in his face as his last chance to live his childhood.
He could sincerely say this was a pleasant way of spending it.
Slumbering in the warm grass, keeping a lookout for grasshoppers and watching Tweek fail miserably at flying.
Hopping out of the water dutifully, he shed his swan skin dramatically and sported the look of genuine frustration.
"Craig it's never going to work!"
He waddled in the lazy teen's direction, despite having just reverted back to his human form. He sat down next to the almost sleeping Craig in an exhausted manner, balling up the drenched fabric from all his failed attempts in his arms.
"Let me get this straight. You only offered it back once you knew you forgot how to fly?"
"AGH NO! I was going to offer it back no matter w-what!"
Tweek's panic lessened slightly when he caught sight of Craig's playful expression, revealing that he was teasing him more than anything else.
"I can't do it," he whispered truly discouraged by his situation.
"Sure you can. It's like riding a bike."
"Like hell it is!"
It was upsetting to fail at something you thought was printed into your nature, but somehow Tweek wasn't taking it as hardly as he could. It must have something to do with Craig's recent good mood. It was hard to be down when your one true love seemed so carefree.
"What if I'm never a-able to do it?"
His fingers pressed into the still wet feathers and his head fell at the same rate his heart did. All this time he had told himself he could never be as comfortable in his human form as his other one… But then after all these years he felt as if he was a stranger in his second body. He wasn't beautiful or graceful or anything you could attribute to his animal counterpart, he was merely awkward.
"Then you can stay with me instead."
He peeked at Craig from under his eyelashes, noticing how the other had scrunched his eyes closed, as if fighting off any unpleasant thoughts. Silently, he slid down to lie on the ground as well, letting his head rest heavily on the not yet green grass.
His hand found Craig's almost automatically, wanting to engulf it despise being much smaller than his.
"Leaving you isn't an option."
Craig pressed his lips together, as if retaining from counter-arguing the statement. It finally dawned to Tweek that his recent obsessive behaviour towards regaining his abilities might have come off as him wanting to leave behind his old life. As if he had been treating his life as a temporary one until he could find his real one once again.
He couldn't imagine being in Craig's position, his heart might have shattered.
His voice broke off, the excruciating pain he had felt while the two of them had been fighting just a while ago took over once again and he had to lock his jaw as to not let any stupid comment out.
He squeezed the other's hand in hopes of conveying the things he could not put into words.
Craig's stare turned frightfully serious as both of them turned their heads towards each other. There was no escaping the depth of Craig's eyes as Tweek all but fell into them. Then, with still frightful seriousness, Craig leaned his head towards the blonde and Tweek knew what was about to happen.
In apprehension he shut his eyes, scrunching his face up slightly as it hit him that he would need to kiss Craig and this time he would need to reciprocate because it was pretty clear that he wasn't sleeping. The moment seemed eternal as Craig stilled not even an inch away from him, his breath mingling with his own.
He clenched the other's hand with all his might, barely even capable to feel if Craig was holding it back as he squeezed with all his force. It was scary. It was scary how much he loved him and how much he wanted them to stay together. It was scary to shut his eyes and to let him watch him as he pleased, so he opened his eyes.
Craig's eyes had always seemed so dark, darker than any others. But from this close, they almost seemed to be brown. It was so different, but invigorating. And it was that simple detail that pushed Tweek to close the space between them. Not letting the same force he had been using in his lower arm to translate to their kiss. It was delicate, the same way he had always considered their relationship to be. It made him melt a little and eventually he didn't need to hold on to his hand so strongly, it was clear that he wasn't going to leave him there.
Perhaps he had let his guard down too much, for the moment after Craig was pinning him down. And even though it was Craig Tucker, the only person to earn his full trust, ever, he felt quite helpless in such a position. He let go of the wet piece of fabric, and gingerly took a hold of Craig's coat, more out of anxiety than passion.
He would have liked to stick to the presumption that it could only be unpleasant to be trapped underneath another being... But he couldn't for long. Just because Craig's lips were unimaginably warm and he sort of tasted like butter and he didn't feel so much trapped as protected.
He was so lightheaded, it was only when the bright blue sky blinded him that he realised they were no longer kissing. The fact that he was nuzzling his really too sensitive neck was just as scary as anything else, because he was Craig and that was just such a child-like gesture.
And so, in typical Tweek fashion, he panicked.
With sun still blinding him, he shouted the most distracting thing he could.
"Holy shit, what the fuck is that?"
Alarmed, Craig shot up and looked beneath him, just as fast as he did he felt the body beneath him all but vanish.
"Tweek," he sighed amusedly as he took sight of the swan.
In that short instant he had ducked under his cloak and all that was left now was the petite and still soaked swan.
He thought under that form he could not receive any surprises, but he was oh so wrong. Most likely because he wasn't usually this close to Craig when he was a bird. So he couldn't help but to flap his wings uselessly when the teen took a hold of him.
And before he knew it Craig was on his back once again, but this time he was sitting on his abdomen left to stare at the boy with his oddly pale bird eyes.
It was the best feeling. To be treated with so much care, no matter what he looked like. It was clear that Craig saw him as Tweek. He felt extremely foolish to have doubted that his secret would change anything.
He jumped slightly at the arriving duo, not having expected anyone to interrupt this sort of paradise they had been in. Craig did not manage to hide his annoyance for he was not hiding beneath the limited facial expressions of birds, his exasperation read clearly enough.
His eyes darkened even further at the fact that it was Token and Ruby walking up to him. No matter how level-headed they were, it was not a couple he wanted to encounter.
"Hey Tweek," Token added.
Cue to said boy freaking out, once again. In an agitated manner he jumped off of Craig, probably scratching him in the same instant, beating his wings for a few seconds before landing awkwardly.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
He sat up in a single motion, conveniently shielding the view of the hysterical swan, as if he could erase his existence in such a fashion.
"Give it up Craig," Ruby said, in a strange way, as if stuck between acting immaturely in the presence of her brother, but not wanting to in front of her newly found friend.
"You can't just go around telling people about this," he berated calmly, contrasting sharply with the cries emitted by the bird he was still keeping at bay.
"He told me."
Craig's features softened considerably, as if wanting to thank Token for permitting him to fix things, but unable to voice it.
"You know and you still said hi to me?"
Tweek was once again back in sight, transforming back in the blink of an eye and holding up the feathered garment as he watched the two newcomers with hopeful eyes, as if not daring to believe there could be more than once person ready to accept his nature.
"Yeah, and Clyde doesn't care either."
"Token! We can't just go around telling everyone-"
But he couldn't truly build up his anger as the twitchy blonde broke out into dry sobs.
"I'm so happy," he muttered pitifully, still clutching his cloak with undisguised stress.
They spent the rest of the evening, acting like children and laughing the hours away. There didn't seem to be any troubles left for anyone. Craig had found the one person he had wanted to find, Tweek understood who he was, Token had found a friend in Ruby that could sit down and listen and Ruby no longer felt the need to be the one to get her brother to feel something.
Everything was perfect.
Craig Tucker had never been imaginative. But that didn't matter, because his other half had enough imagination for the both of them.
Tweek Tweak had never been usual. But that didn't matter, because his other half had enough usualness for the both of them.
They were a perfect match, regardless that they had met by chance.
Don't own South Park. There you have it, my first time trying to write Creek, next time it'll be SO much better, haha :)