bubblegum ; karl jacobs

𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍.

"ORDER FOR KARL!"
𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕; 1k!!
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔; none :)
𝒂/𝒏; first chapter with 1k!! woo!! also i am half asleep i am so sorry if this is shit
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sitting on the hard, ivy covered seat in the corner of the cafe was nice. you got a nice view of the rest of the interior, including the customers in the store and your coworker standing behind the counter, boredom filling their face.

you were doing your college homework- specifically an artwork of someone you cared about, how fitting- but every time the pencil hit the paper your mind got distracted. you looked sadly up at your laptop, which presented a Pinterest board you had created for the piece- filled with photos of karl that you had found on the site.
you knew karl must have been popular, but you had no idea to the scale that is was. when you looked up his name on the app, you were only expecting a couple results, maybe at max 100 photos, but your surprise there were thousands of photos- some of which even lead to fanfictions when clicked.

focusing back to the problem in front of you, you decided to put in some music to help you with your problem. and as you shuffled through your playlist you landed on the song I want you by mitski- a perfect fit for what you wanted to draw.
your pencil softly ghosting across the paper, you began drawing in the basic shapes you needed- circles for the head, a rectangle like shape for the chest, along with similar mixes of the two aforementioned shapes for the arms and shoulders.
as you were finishing up your guidelines, you hear the bell on the front door jingle and a familiar face walks through the door.

as karl walks into the café, he looks extremely confused. you see him look at your coworker with the same energy running through his blue eyes. you watch him slowly walk up to the counter, and shyly order a drink. looking away for a split second, out of the corner of your eye you see him go in a little closer and whisper something to your coworker, which afterwards they point over to where you were sitting, making you quite stunned.

then you remember what your doing right now and panic because you're currently drawing a boy you barely know and have hundreds of photos of him on your laptop screen right now.

quickly shutting off your laptop and moving your sketchbook back into your tote bag, you rushingly try to tidy yourself up, pulling the hair out of your face and smoothing down your jacket and turtleneck to look nicer even though there were coffee stains all over the sleeves- why did you wear your work jacket on your study day?? you didn't even have work today- you collect yourself as the tall boy walks over.

as he softly sits down opposite to you, nothing is said for a couple of seconds, you both just kind of stare at each other for a bit, both not sure who's going to talk first.
suddenly, karl speaks.
"i love your outfit today- we're kind of matching.. you look really cute."
trying to push through the blush, you hold your head in your hands and giggle- he was right.

you were wearing a white turtleneck underneath a black jacket, matched with some black trip pants and your favourite pair of doc martens.
karl was wearing a black sweater with a white collared shirt underneath matched with some black jeans and converse of the matching colour.
not wanting to be awkward, you give a small yet simple response.
"yeah, i guess we are. you look cute too!"
you look up to see him blushing profusely, and giggled out a small taunt while reaching out for his hand.
"you're so cute when you blush- it looks good on you- also, what made you come back today?"
you watch him staring into your eyes as he thought of a response,
"i dont know. i missed you, i guess."
as he reached out for your other hand, he grabbed both your hands and wrapped them in his own.
this is the moment you've wanted for so long, his lips looked too kissable and soft, your eyes glued towards them, what happen if you two kissed right now? are you moving to fast? or-

"ORDER FOR KARL!"

as you quickly ripped your hands away and blush crowded you cheeks, you give him a soft smile.
he stands up from your small area in the café, and walks towards the counter and picks up his drink.
walking back over to you, he stops.

"do you have a piece of paper?"

eyes wide, you grab your notebook and pen from your bag and pass them to him, where you see him quickly scribble something as he gives you a wave and exits the café.
grabbing the notebook from the other end of the table, you're able to take a good look at what he wrote.

81 *** ***
message me! you seem fun to talk to :]

you couldn't believe it.

you immediately open your phone and punch in the numbers given, giving him a cute contact name and sending him a quick message.

cafe boy karl <3

81 *** ***
hi, is this karl? its cafe worker :)

seconds later, you see the little bubble popping up, notifying you he was typing.

cafe boy karl <3
yep!! also whats your name?
i never managed to grab that

y/n :) <33
its y/n!! i feel so stupid for not telling you

putting your phone back for a bit, you realise you should probably get back to work- this piece was going to drain all your energy if you didn't finish your draft it now.
slowly popping your phone back into your bag, you swap it for your laptop and sketchbook, resuming where you had been up to previously to karl entering the café.
as your pencil softly sketched lined across the thick paper, your mind was filled with joy and happy thoughts. you had barely known karl previously so all of your courting felt strange- but now you had his number and you couldnt be happier.