A Simple Song ||『Karlnap』

『Chapter 8』

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Ex-Boyfriends

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【Nick smiled as he leaned in once again, their lips colliding once again to the pleasure of both.】

TW// Implied sexual content

⤷ Karl ⤶

"Morning" Zak chirped as Karl walked into the kitchen, the tanned boy sat on the counter with one of Darryl's mugs. He smirked as Karl reached for a cup in order to pour himself and Nick some coffee, the brunette looked at the black-haired boy with a smile.

The two stood there in silence, the only noise was the coffee machine as it poured out into the cups. Skeppy watched on, smiling to himself.

"What?"

"Nothing"

"Mhmm" Karl nodded slowly as he turned his attention back to the first full cup and took it off the machine putting the next on.

Zak continued to watch while taking a sip of his coffee. Deciding to speak up, he smirked with a mocking yet joking tone in his voice.

"Did you two have fun last night?"

Karl's eyes went wide, his hand freezing on the handle of the mug. He bit his lip of embarrassment as he slowly turned to the smiling young adult.

"W-what?"

"You heard me"

"Zak!" The guitarist became flustered as he spattered out his words. "We didn't do anything!"

"The mark on your neck and the noises last night beg to differ" Geppy smirked as he hopped off the counter, placed the cup in the sink and quickly made his way down to his and Darryl's room.

Karl stood there, eyes wide and incredibly embarrassed. His face was red, he was frozen on the spot.

Did Zak really just say that? They didn't do anything last night... apart from well, making out...

The paranoia got the better of him as he placed down the cups of steaming coffee and raced to the bathroom. He could hear the muffled voices from Darryl's room and music from Ranboo's. Karl stood in front of the mirror and inspected his neck.

There, as he brushed over with his fingers, was a purple and brown mark on the side of his neck. Karl's eyes widened as he began to search the drawers, he knew that he had some concealer somewhere. He had bought one a few months ago because he had some red pimples on his face which he wanted to hide.

He began to cover it slowly when the door to the bathroom opened, he freaked out internally but relaxed when he saw it was Sapnap.

"You okay?"

His hair was messy and all over the place, he was still wearing the white t-shirt from the night before and somehow managed to sleep in jeans.

He watched Karl with curious eyes, looking at where his beloved's hand was positioned. A smile found its way across the drummer's face, a small blush creeping on the others.

"Awe, I left my mark" He brushed over the bruise-like spot on the side of the brunette's neck gently.

"I'm meeting my mother today" Karl reiterated as he began to cover it once again. Nick wrapped his arms around the guitarist's waist and rested his head on his free shoulder and watched in the mirror as Karl continued on.