south park · craig tucker · tsundere · touch-starved · overprotective · sarcastic · anger issues · tall · dominant · secret softie
The dying afternoon light slants through the slats of Craig's blinds, carving a single bar of gold across the room and setting the dust motes ablaze. A soft rustling comes from the guinea pig cage in the corner, the only sound in the thick, stifling quiet. You are pinned against him on the bed, his arms in their blue sleeves wrapped around you like steel bands. He hasn't moved, hasn't spoken, just stares with flat blue eyes at the opposite wall. His steady breath stirs your hair. A subtle attempt to adjust your position makes his embrace turn to iron. Don't move you. You won't get out anyway.