mcyt || one shots

mine || karl

falling in love never felt this great.

third person pov

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y/n banged her head onto her palms again. no matter what she did, he wouldn't get off her mind. all she could think about was him. his brown eyes, brown hair, immaculate fashion sense. it was too much for her brain to handle. in all honesty, she felt like she was going to break.

all she could do was rant about him for hours on end to minx and niki. she had fallen, hard.

"i don't know what to do!" y/n sighed. "he's just so fucking perfect."

niki and minx only nodded in response, sharing quick glances to each other, smirking.

"this one time he stayed on call with me until about 4 am. to listen to me rant about conspiracy theories! theories, guys! the things i talked about could've been hoaxes. but he listened!" y/n continued, flailing her arms around.

"every fucking time he giggles my heart just," she pauses, falling over her words to describe the feelings she had for this man. "it explodes. it literally explodes!"

"whenever i close my eyes i just imagine being with him, guys! i can't stop!" y/n fell defeatedly on the couch, face in her hands as she convinced herself that he was the most perfect man alive.

minx looked at niki and stated, "y/n, have you ever considered that maybe, just maybe,"

"you might like him?" niki completed minx's sentence.

y/n looked up from her hands slowly, glancing at the two girls with wide eyes.

"oh, fuck. i've fallen for him."

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karl was struggling, a lot. he was trying to focus on his game, but his mind kept wandering back to her. he didn't know what happened, but she was all he could think about. every time he wasn't interacting with her he would be distracted.

"karlos, you alright man?" quackity's concerned voice grabbed him from his thoughts.

karl sighed in response. "i don't know man. am i?"

"how should i fucking know i'm not you, karl." quackity chuckled.

"it's just," he stopped to gather the words. "she's all i can think of man."

quackity's eyebrows raised in a mocking manner. "ooh, who's this mamacita?"

"she's just so goddamn perfect. this one time she stayed with me while i played a horror game. until like, 4 in the morning! just because i didn't want to be alone!" he stated, face blushing pink as the thoughts of her clouded his mind.

quackity nodded, smirking at his friends words.

"and every single time she just gets so emotional over random tiktoks is just so adorable. she could cry seeing a drawing of a fly hugging a bee and she'd have a fucking breakdown! shes so amazingly humble." he told his friend, words full of emotion.

"every single time before i go to bed my thoughts are filled with her, quackity. i can't stop!"

"here's a thought karl." quackity suggested. "what about you go meet her?"

karl only blinked at the thought. would she want to meet him though?

"just try it out. who knows, maybe you'll fall in love." quackity shrugged.

oh well that's the problem. he's already fallen. hard.

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karl had agreed to quackity's idea of asking her out, but never making it out as a date. just a meet up with a friend. yeah, that's all. he had drove her to a dandelion field. because dandelions were pretty, just like her, he thought.

"karl this place is gorgeous! how'd you even find it?" y/n said, her voice laced with extreme amazement as she wandered around the huge field.

"found it on instagram." he said, glad she liked it. he took out the picnic basket from his trunk, placing it down on the ground.
y/n's eyes were still darting around the area. it was breathtaking, just like him, she thought.

"im taking these strawberries if you don't sit your ass down lady." he called out to her, giggling. "im coming, im coming!" she shouted back.

they chatted for what felt like hours, losing themselves in each other's comfort. they yearned to be together, they were the two final pieces to complete the puzzle. they walked around the field, pushing each other playfully from time to time.

it was when karl saw her fall down because she tried to backflip with her eyes closed, he knew. he wanted to call her his.

it was when y/n witnessed him almost choking on bread because he was trying to do an elvis impression, she knew. she wanted to call him hers.

the sun stared to set, the two had settled down, now sitting on top of karl's car. maybe it was the adrenaline pumping in his viens from running around, maybe it was the grass he accidentally swallowed, but he wanted to tell her. he needed to tell her.

"hey y/n," he started. she hummed in response, eyes trained on the sun. "wanna dance?"

she giggled, nodding her head at his request. it was sudden, yes, but that was how their friendship worked. they just rolled with each other.

karl turned on the song and turned it to the highest volume. getting off the car, he reached his hand out to hers.

"why thank you gentleman." she chuckled lightly.

the spun around, twirling each other around. though it was dark out, the smiled plastered on their faces was bright enough to light the world. the love they had for each other couldn't be denied any longer.

'cause im in a field of dandelions,'

'wishing on every one that you'd be mine,'

"y/n," he mumbled, his forehead on her shoulder and her face on his chest. she looked up at the call of her name.

"do me favour, can you?" he stated as he put his hands on her cheeks. her face turned pink at the sudden touch. "sure." she smiled gently at the man. their eyes fixed on one another, finally being able to be with the one they love.

"be mine."