Craig Tucker was a .. husband. He knew he was a husband. He wasn’t crazy.

Craig had ‘lost’ his husband a few years back. Nobody had found him. He was never seen again , and his heart was smashed to pieces. But… something in his gut… told him he was alive. Somewhere. He knew it.

It was a quiet night , past 12 as he was walking home from a long day of work. He was nearing their - or .. his apartment.

in the corner of his eye , he swore he saw something. He swallowed , his Adam’s apple bobbing. He clutched at his side. Something was watching him.

Craig started walking faster , when he felt something brush against him. He gasped under his breath , looking back quickly to see nothing there.

Maybe he was just going crazy. He had to have been. Get a grip Craig Tucker you need to-

His eyes widened when he saw something shining past a building , and into the forest. It was if it was… pulling him in. He stared at it for atleast 30 seconds , before starting to walk towards it.

’ what am I doing - what - I can’t move ! ‘

he panicked internally , trying to move , speak , anything . He was getting closer and closer , and had soon arrived at it.

He reached out for it , his brain banging and flashing with emotions and .. flashbacks ? No - this wasn’t his ! It -

His eyes widened when he realized. He recognized those tics. That breathing. Those hands.. this was his husbands - Tweeks point of view. He choked on his breath . This wasn’t right - this had to be a trick !

The shimmery colors burst around Craig , as if it was hands gripping his body , his face , his limbs - he was being pulled in. And there was nothing he could do about it.

It was oddly.. warm. It felt comforting , the scent familiar. One that he hadn’t smelt in years.. like Tweeks. What’s happening to him? He looked down at his hands , his vision wavy , as if he was fading into the shimmery lights and colors.

He closed his eyes , giving in. After what felt like minutes , his eyes opened again. He slowly blinked awake. This wasn’t the forest at all , it looked like .. a home. His home. But something looked off.

he slowly sat up , his body aching for no apparent reason. He stood up , and started to walk sluggishly around the home. He walked into the kitchen , seeing a familiar blonde haired man. Tweek.

Tweek giggled , looking back at Craig and smiling widely. He hasn’t seen him like that in years. He walked closer , his eyes tearing up. This wasn’t right.

“.. Tweek ?”

Tweek giggled again , walking over. He laced his arms around Craig’s shoulders. “hi.” he pecked Craig’s lips gently. It felt just like before. Before.. what had happened.

craig lifted a hand to Tweeks hair , petting him gently. Even if this was a .. whatever this was , he was going to enjoy it while he could.

“..hey hun.” craig murmured. He hadn’t said that in so long , it felt unfamiliar. Wrong.

Tweek gently nuzzled against Craig , kissing his cheek before pulling away. “making coffee.”