Craig tucker had been dating Tweek for years now , so he they knew all of each others secrets and discomforts . So , when Craig found out that Tweek would occasionally .. regress , to a lower age , he didn’t make fun of him for his coping mechanisms.

They always had a silent protocol , not specifically stating he was feeling younger but just going on with their day , but more gentler and comforting.

Currently , it was one of those nights. They were hanging out in the bedroom , Tweek drawing with some twistable crayons in case he would accidentally break them.

He kicked his legs behind him , occasionally sticking his tongue out in thought.

While he was doodling on his sketchbook , he had a small tic come over him suddenly , taking him by surprise. He accidentally struck a line through his drawing .

he frowned , gripping the crayon. He laid his head onto the bed in defeat , getting frustrated.

Craig looked over , holding his phone. He put it down , scooting closer and rubbing Tweeks back , trying to figure what had happened. He noticed the messed up drawing , frowning slightly. He looked back at Tweek.

“..you okay , honey?”

“..mmmnn..!” Tweek replied with an upset noise , muffled by the blankets.

Craig sighed softly , pulling Tweek closer and holding him , but not restraining him too much to not overstimulate him. He ran his fingers through Tweeks hair gently , letting Tweek feel his emotions for a bit.