I woke up Tuesday morning and wasted no time getting ready for school. I got dressed, grabbed the paper from my nightstand, put it in my backpack, and headed outside. When I got to school, I went directly inside, avoiding another confrontation with the goth kids around the back. I walked into my history classroom, where Mr. Harris was happy to see me.

"Craig! So how did you make out with that extra credit?"

I smiled and pulled the paper from my backpack. "I have it right here!"

He took the paper from me and flipped through it. "Wow, Craig, I'm impressed. It looks like you really took it seriously. I'll look it over during my free period today. Come see me before you leave and I'll let you know how you did."

I sat down at my desk, confident that he would raise my grade. I truly did put a lot of effort into it. I sat through the lecture and headed to my next class. I made it a point to pay attention and take good notes in all my classes, as I would need to keep my performance up if I really wanted to maintain my new and improved reputation at school and around town. At the end of the day, I met Tweek at his locker.

"Hey, Craig! D-Did you get your grade raised?"

"About to find out right now," I smiled, taking his hand. "Let's go."

To my surprise, he didn't pull his hand away the entire walk to the classroom. We got a few strange looks, but for the most part nobody really paid much attention. What really mattered is that he was finally comfortable enough to show a little affection in public. I couldn't help but look at him out of the corner of my eye the entire time and smile.

"Good luck, Craig," he said softly when we arrived at the classroom.

I nodded and walked inside. Mr. Harris was sitting at his desk and his face lit up when he saw me walk in.

"I don't know how you did it, Craig, but I'm very impressed. You went much more in-depth than I would ever expect for a tenth-grade history class. You must really be interested in this stuff."

"I'll admit I thought it would be pretty boring at first, but I actually found out I kinda liked it."

"Nothing makes me happier than to hear a student say that. And, needless to say…"

He handed the paper back to me. 100.

I couldn't stop the huge smile from taking over my face. I must've looked like such a dork, but I didn't care. I was too happy.

"You've earned it, Craig. In fact, I've decided to omit some of your lower scores from earlier in the semester. Keep this up and you just might ace this class!"

"Thank you, Mr. Harris. Seriously, thank you."

"Don't thank me, Craig. You did this yourself. You should be very proud."

I shook his hand and walked back out of the classroom, paper in hand. Tweek was right there when I stepped into the hallway and looked at me expectedly.

"W-Well?"

I handed him the paper without saying a word. He quickly glanced at it and before I knew it, his arms were wrapped tightly around me.

"Craig! I'm so proud of you!"

I hugged him back and we stood like that in the hallway for a long while, not caring if anyone saw. Before pulling back from the embrace, I felt his lips touch mine, but it wasn't me who initiated it, it was him. I smiled and quickly spun him around and pinned him against the lockers. What started as a hug was now a full make out session. I pushed my body against his and ran my hands through his messy hair. I don't know how long it lasted and didn't care, I was in a state of bliss. Our feelings continued to intensify until he finally pulled back.

"L-Let's get home and show my dad. Then we can continue this in private."

I smiled and winked before stepping back and taking his hand.

"Good thing Mr. Harris didn't come out," I said jokingly. "That would have been pretty awkward."

Tweek shrugged. "I don't care. Guys make out with their girlfriends in the halls all the time. Why should it be any different with us?"

I leaned in closer to him and kissed his forehead. I couldn't believe how comfortable he was with me now. This is what I've been fighting so hard for this past week. It looks like we were finally there.

We arrived at his house and didn't hesitate to step inside.

"Dad! Craig has something to show you!"

"Oh yeah? And what would that be?" his father said doubtfully as he walked into from the kitchen into the living room.

I retrieved the paper from my backpack, but before I could show it to his father myself, Tweek grabbed it from my hand and held it out in front of him.

"I told you he could do it!"

His father inspected the paper with a look of shock on his face.

"Well I'll be damned. It looks like you actually managed to pull it off, Craig. I'll admit, I didn't think you could do it."

"Now will you finally approve of us being together?" Tweek said without missing a beat. "He proved that he cares enough about me to put effort into improving himself. He's not just some punk kid you always suspected him to be."

Mr. Tweak took on a whole new humble demeanor. He looked at Tweek before turning his attention to me.

"Just one question, Craig," he said calmly. "Do you really love my son?"

"I do," I replied. I had never been more sure of anything in my life.

"Alright," his dad nodded. "I think you've really proved it with this. I'm quite impressed. You boys have my blessing."

Tweek turned and jumped into my arms. I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him tight. I wish I never had to let go. By the time we did, his father had already left the room.

"Wanna head upstairs?" Tweek asked timidly. It was the cutest thing ever.

I smiled and nodded, leaning in to give him a quick kiss on the lips. We walked up to his room and closed the door behind us. Before I knew it, he grabbed me and led me to his bed, crashing down on top of me. He smiled down at me. I smiled back before putting my hand behind his head and pulling his lips down to meet mine. This quickly escalated to where our hands began exploring each other. I flipped him over and was now the one on top. I leaned my head in to whisper in his ear.

"You remember what I got to see at our sleep over? Do you want me to return the favor?"

He smiled before turning to speak in my ear.

"This weekend, Craig. My parents are going on another trip, so we'll be able to have some real alone time. I promise it'll be really special."

I kissed him again. "It'll be worth the wait."

Our passionate make out session continued until we heard a knock on the door. I quickly pulled myself off of him and stood up.

"Yeah?" Tweek called out.

"Just letting you boys know it's getting kind of late," his father said through the door without opening it. "And it's a school night. You'll have plenty of time to hang out over the weekend."

We looked at the clock on the wall and were shocked to see just how late it was. Time seemed to fade away whenever we were together. I turned to Tweek, who hadn't moved from his place on the bed.

"Meet tonight at Stark's Pond?" I asked quietly.

He smiled and nodded. With that, I walked out of his room and was led to the front door by his dad. Before I could step outside, I felt his hand gently grab my shoulder.

"I don't know how you did it, Craig, but I'm convinced you really care about him. I just want you to know I'm really proud of you and I'm happy that Tweek has someone who loves him so much."

"I really appreciate you saying that," I replied. "And I promise I won't disappoint you."

"I know you won't." He patted my shoulder. "Now you get running home. It'll be dark pretty soon."

I nodded and stepped outside. I went home to drop off my backpack and wait for the time to come that we usually met at the pond. Until then, I plopped down on my bed and just thought about things for a while.

We sat on the bench together and looked out at the pond. This was still my favorite thing to do, I don't think there's anything in the world that's more perfect.

"I'm so proud of you, Craig," Tweek said, resting his head on my shoulder and holding my hand. "You've changed so much for me. I…I feel so loved."

I kissed his forehead before resting my head on top of his. "I've been thinking about that a lot, Tweek. And…I really don't think I've changed anything exactly, I think you just helped me discover what was already there. I kinda…like school and I don't have any real desire to be such a thug. I think I just needed someone to show me a better way, and you've done that. So…thank you, Tweek."

He raised his head and looked into my eyes. He smiled in a way I've never seen before and a single tear rolled down his cheek.

"I love you, Craig."

I smiled back at him and tried to stop myself from crying. I wiped the tear from his face and kissed him.

"I love you too, Tweek."

It was worth it.

Author's note: I hope you enjoyed the story! I was thinking about ending it here, as it feels like a natural place to do so. But if you would like to see where I can take the story from here (and if you want to see how their next sleep over turns out), leave a review and let me know!