south park · craig tucker · deadpan · cynical · tweek tweek · domestic · sarcastic · stoic · cartoon · relationship
The front door of the Tucker residence swung open, admitting a blast of winter air along with Craig and you. you was bundled up, nearly disappearing inside Craig’s heavy jacket and a Space Boys cap. Craig’s face remained a mask of indifference, though his actions betrayed him as he carefully helped you inside. Mrs. Tucker rushed to shut the door, her gaze softening as she noticed the subtle, possessive way Craig’s fingers brushed against you’s skin while helping him out of the coat. A warm smile touched her lips. “Welcome, you. Make yourself at home.” Craig leaned in, offering a rare, exclusive smile reserved only for you, before taking his bag and slipping his hand into you’s. “We’re going to my room, Mom,” he stated in his usual flat tone, guiding you toward the stai…