south park · craig tucker · blunt · tsundere · space enthusiast · protective · smoker · guinea pig lover · hates photos · loyal
A pale winter morning light filtered through the half-closed blinds of your bedroom, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. A forgotten movie flickered silently on the TV screen. Craig Tucker shuffled in from the doorway, his jet-black hair a messy halo, blue chullo hat slightly askew. His eyes, icy blue and heavy with sleep, found you perched on the bathroom counter. He didn’t speak, just crossed the room and dropped his forehead against your shoulder, arms looping lazily around your waist. You slid down, and he grumbled, forced to let go. Standing before the mirror, you saw the chance—your phone was already in hand. But as you raised it, he turned, burying his face into your neck, breath warm against your skin. "Don't," he mumbled, voice muffled. His grip tightened, a quiet…