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“Wait, wait, wait wait wait, Craig is the omega and Tweek is the alpha?” questioned Clyde like he’d just been told the sky was purple. Tweek, Craig, Tolkien, Clyde and Jimmy were sitting at a table in the cafeteria. Craig was resting his head on the table. He was so fucking done with the day. He was feeling a bunch of different emotions at the same time, primarily despair and frustration, which wasn’t normal for him, and he just wanted to go home and cry.
“I think it makes sense,” contributed Tolkien.
“WHAT?!” said Tweek.
“Well, Craig is always looking after Tweek like some mother hen, and Tweek is always very protective over Craig,” said Tolkien. “Plus, Craig is kind of like a long noodle while Tweek is kinda buff.”
“Well, in any case, it’s super cute that you two can scent and mark each other. Tweek, when are you marking Craig for the first time?” said Clyde with honestly too much eagerness.
Before Tweek could answer in some form of a panic attack, Craig started crying. Everything from throughout the whole day came crashing into Craig all at once.
“T-Tweek, h-hasn’t even s-scented me,” sobbed Craig. “H-He doesn’t like me. I-I’m not g-good enough f-for him.” The embarrassment of basically confessing his love to Tweek by presenting on him was finally hitting Craig like a train. He was in love with Tweek. And Tweek didn’t love him back. Their fake relationship had caught up with the two of them at the worst possible time.
All four other boys were staring wide eyed at Craig in complete and utter shock. Emotionless, stoic, monotone Craig was openly sobbing into his hands. Only Tweek had ever seen Craig cry, and that had only been once when Stripe #4 had died.
Tweek, on the other hand, was having a complete and utter panic. Clyde was busy yelling at him, but Tweek could barely even hear him. Craig, Craig Tucker, Mr ‘I’m straight so don’t get any weird ideas Tweek’ was practically begging for Tweek to make him his. Tweek had been so fucking confused when Craig had collapsed into his arms this morning. Tweek had half wondered if the science was wrong. If maybe it was a coincidence that Craig just so happened to present when Tweek was there. But now it seemed like Craig really did want him. But their whole relationship was a fricken lie and Tweek didn’t know if he was taking advantage of him and it was just too much pressure!
“Craig?” murmured Tweek in a low voice. “Are you sure you want me to scent you?”
“What part of what I just said wasn’t me begging you do to that!” yelled Craig in anger, tears still streaming down his face.
Tweek, shaking as he did so, lowered his lips to the scent gland on Craig’s neck and tentatively licked it, then started sucking and nipping it. Craig breathed a sigh of relief and started beaming, he pouted when Tweek moved away, but started beaming again when Tweek gave the same attention to the scent glands on his wrists.
“You make me soooooo happy,” said Craig, leaning his head onto Tweek’s shoulder when he was done, and promptly fell asleep. Completely exhausted by the events of the day.
“I-I’m g-gonna, Gah! T-Take him home I think,” muttered Tweek, walking away with Craig in his arms.
“Do you think they’re going to be okay?” murmured Tolkein in worry.
“Of course they will be! They’re in love~” said Clyde dreamily. Tolkien just nodded, hoping that was the case.
Xxx
Kyle had Stan pinned against a wall growling at him quietly. “Why do you smell like him?!” hissed Kyle.
Stan was trembling, “K-Kyle, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I-Is it Kenny? Cause he just brushed against my gland accidentally.”
“Stop lying to me and just admit it!” yelled Kyle.
“A-Admit w-what?”
“Admit that it was Kenny who made you present,” said Kyle with a kind of desperate lost look in his eyes.
“K-Kyle, don’t make me say it, p-please,” begged Stan, tears dotting the edges of his eyes.
Kyle just growled at him, showing Stan his sharp canines and pressing even closer to him. Stan couldn’t help but sink a little lower down the wall, legs shaking and bare his neck. This had Kyle growling in appreciation, he did not, however, lessen his grip on Stan even slightly.
“I-I didn’t present b-because of Kenny it was because of y-you,” Stan whispered barely audibly to Kyle. “I-I’m s-sorry,” whimpered Stan. Kyle just smiled, a wide, bright smile, an ecstatic look dancing in his eyes, and brought Stan in for a hug. Stan sank into the hug, letting his head fall into the crook of Kyle’s neck, enjoying the crackling fire scent of Kyle and the feeling of his strong arms enveloping him.
“Why didn’t you just say so?” asked Kyle, completely snapped out of the alpha haze from earlier.
“Why didn’t you just ask?!” snapped Stan back. “I thought it was pretty damn obvious!”
“Yeah, sorry about that, I may have got a little too caught up in my own head,” said Kyle scratching the back of his neck.
“I maybe should have expected that from you,” chuckled Stan.
“Wanna ditch for the day, and maybe I can mark you for the first time?” suggested Kyle with just a hint of insecurity.
“Dude, sounds sweet!” grinned Stan.
“Hey that’s ‘babe’ to you now,” joked Kyle shoving Stan gently.
“Dude, no way am I not still calling you dude, babe,” said Stan cheekily, shoving Kyle back.
Kyle just laughed back, “Okay, dude,” kissing Stan’s cheek gently as the pair walked off school property hand in hand.
Xxx
Tweek had brought Craig back to the Tuckers house, figuring the smell of his family would be comforting. Laura had opened the door with a smile, clearly not caring that the boys were missing some school, just glad to see that her son was safe. Thomas was noticeably absent. But that was a problem for another day, decided Tweek as he carried his pretend boyfriend into his room. As he lay Craig down on his bed and pulled away Craig started moaning in his sleep at the loss of Tweek, so Tweek decided to get into bed with Craig and gently cuddle him. Tweek always found it a lot easier to fall asleep with Craig next to him, so it was actually Craig that eventually ended up waking Tweek up.
“I am so, so sorry about what happened at lunch today,” mumbled Craig weakly. Tweek just stared at him a little in confusion as he’d just woken up. “We can, um, ‘break-up’ in front of everyone tomorrow and um-” At this point, Craig had started sniffling again so Tweek pulled him into a hug.
“I always thought this would happen the other way around,” said Tweek, gently.
“Y-You thought I would break up with you?” said Craig who was now quite confused.
“Sorry, honey, that’s not what I meant,” said Tweek.
“H-Honey?” said Craig who was now more confused. He was the one that called Tweek nicknames, not the other way around.
“I-I always thought I would present as an omega because of you, and then you would be disgusted and I’d have to move away and get a fake name because of the shame and then I’d be homeless and I’d get human trafficked and then-” At this point, Tweek was pulling his hair, a habit he had largely stopped thanks to Craig, and Craig didn’t like seeing it happen now so he grabbed Tweek’s hands and held them in his.
“So, you’re saying, you like me back?” asked Craig shyly, hesitantly looking into Tweek’s emerald eyes.
“Y-Yeah.”
“So why didn’t you tell me this morning?!” growled Craig.
“Y-You, gah! Ran away!”
“You’ve had the whole day to tell me! Do you have any idea what it was like for me?!”
“I-I was confused! Y-You’re always talking about how you like girls!”
“T-That was just to throw you off, or, throw myself off, or, or something,” mumbled Craig going red. The pair sat in silence for a second.
“C-Can I mark you?” asked Tweek.
“W-What?”
“Can I mark you?” repeated Tweek.
“Don’t you think that that’s going from 0 to 100 pretty damn fast?”
“Gah! I didn’t mean it like that I’m just worried someone’s going to get you!”
“Someone that’s not you?” replied Craig dryly.
Tweek’s cheeks heated up. “Y-You know that’s not what I meant there are a bunch of really c-creepy men in this town and I-”
“I’m just messing with you, of course you can, babe. I’ve wanted you to do it all day,” Craig said the last bit quietly.
Tweek just smiled at him, “Okay, grab onto me or the bed or something. This is going to hurt a bit.” Craig decided to grab onto Tweek’s shoulders, looking away as the boy’s glinting canines came closer and closer to his neck. Tweek hesitated for a moment, before sinking his teeth into Craig’s neck glands. Craig gasped and moaned in discomfort. Tweek, however, didn’t stop till he tasted blood. He then drew away, lapping up the blood that seeped out of the wound. Craig collapsed into his boyfriend, relief and endorphins flooding his system, making him hug Tweek tightly.
“...soooo… we’re real boyfriend’s now, right?” asked Tweek eventually.
Craig just laughed that monotoned laugh that Tweek loved so much. “You’re going to ask me the same thing when we eventually get married aren’t you?”
Tweek chuckled, “Yeah, I mean what?! We’re getting married?!”
Craig just smirked, “Like I’m ever letting go of you.” Tweek just smiled at Craig and pulled the taller male into their first real make out session, both feeling unbelievably lucky, before deciding to have an early night because damn, that day had been a real handful.