---Tweek's pov---

I felt my face heat up again when he said that, but I was prepared for him to make up something about how other girls think so or in a completely non-gay way.

But he didn't.

He laughed when my face got red, and said that we should get home.

So, we continued walking to the coffee shop to get some coffee.

We walked into the coffee shop and I got a black coffee while Craig didn't get anything.

"A-Are you sure you don't w-want anything?" I ask looking up at him.

He shakes his head, "Nah, I don't want anything."

Then, the person walked over and told us our total. Craig grabbed his wallet.

"I-I can pay f-for my own c-coffee," I say shyly looking at the ground.

He rolls his eyes, "Just let me pay for it, okay?"

I was going to protest again, when the barista spoke up.

"Just let your boyfriend pay, I wish I had a boyfriend who would pay for my stuff."

I felt my face get hot as I looked over at Craig who put the money down on the counter, completely unfazed by what she said.

Then Craig turned, "Are you just going to stand there, or?"

I shook my head and followed after him. And I swear, for a minute I saw a small smile creep into his face and a mysterious flash in his eyes.