Craig has never had his first kiss. Well, besides Stripe, he was an exception.

The point is, despite his usual nonchalance, he has been thinking about it a little more than necessary. He was a freshman at South Park High School and all of his friends have already had theirs! Even Jimmy. Jimmy! So, it's only rather natural for a boy - who is totally NOT going through puberty - to be curious and.. a little jealous.

After offhandedly mentioning it, you had said something about not having your first kiss either, and one thing led to another, and now you both are sitting in his spaced-themed, but basic, bedroom. Craig felt a little awkward, not even being able to have the urge to do a middle finger.

They both had done a little peck, nothing too much, considering they were new to all of this. He leaned in a little more, his hands awkwardly against the sheets as his taut body was angled in a very odd way. Unexpectantly, his braces snagged onto your lip, making you pull away and wince. Craig felt surprised, a little worried, and then immediately mortified.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to." The apology felt weird on his tongue. He barely ever apologizes..