Friendly Faces Everywhere -South Park x Reader-

Yandere!Tweek x Reader

("Blank Space" - Taylor Swift)

A chore.

A simple task of helping out your boyfriend.

Who knew it would lead to this?

The day before Halloween...

You were sitting in class, just like any other day. Craig, who sat next to you, leaned over.

"Y/N." He tugged on your shirt sleeve. "Y/N. Y/N. Y/N. Y/N. Y-"

"What?" You answered, annoyed.

"Tweek asked me to give this to you." He said in his monotone voice, handing you a small, folded-up note.

You glanced over it. The text was brown, the same color as Tweek's famous coffee.

Y/N, please met me at th cofeehouse after school.

Thanks.

You smiled. Tweek was always misspelling things in his shaky writing. It was actually pretty cute.

Craig stared at you. No expression shown on his pale face. "He wants you for something."

"Yeah, did you read it?" You asked, smirking.

The black-haired boy blushed. "I needed to make sure he wasn't...you know, asking you for something else."

You rolled your eyes. It was painfully obvious that Craig had a crush on Tweek. It was kind of sad, considering that you had been dating the blonde for a month now.

After school, you ran directly towards Tweek's workplace, not even bothering to stop at your house first.

He was your number one priority.

As you walked through the shop, you noticed Tweek standing at the door that led to the storage room, shaking.

He ran a hand through his frizzled blonde hair, twitching. As he mustered up a smile, you followed him into the small, cluttered space.

"Y/N, I'm i-in big t-trouble..." He whispered, scratching the back of his neck.

"Yeah?" You said, urging him to go on.

"Well, I d-don't have the s-secret ingredient for my c-coffee, my p-parents are gonna be p-pissed!"

"Oh, gosh Tweek..." You muttered. "I don't really have time for this..."

He sighed and dropped to the ground, curling into a tight ball. His hazel eyes stared up at you in fear. "C-Can you at l-least taste t-the coffee without i-it? It m-might be okay..."

He's too sweet...You thought, mentally shaming yourself. "Sure, Tweek."

He brightened up, still shaking. "T-the coffee is over there, on the table. Just take a small sip."

You turned around and grabbed the mug, putting your lips to the brim. You took a deep gulp, smiling. "It's fine."

Then, the dizziness hit.

The drugs Tweek had placed inside of the coffee kicked in, causing you to drop to the ground. As your vision faded, Tweek cried a single tear in regret.

Craig peeked in, staring down at your unconscious body. "Is she dead?"

"N-Not yet." The weak boy picked up a knife that had been hidden behind a box. He aimed it above your chest, preparing to drop it.

"What are you waiting for?" His friend said.

Tweek took a shaky breath before releasing the weapon from his grasp. As it pierced your heart, he covered his eyes.

Craig put an arm around his classmate, pulling him close. "It's okay, Tweek. We can finally be together."

Tweek nodded and gave his partner a kiss, tears streaming down his cheeks and landing onto your rotting, bloody body.

A simple task.

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A/N Happy Hallow-eve!