I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend- Karlnotfound Oneshit

I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend

Oh Karl,
I wanna feel you close

Karl's plane finally landed as he walked out the airport and into the car park. His suitcase dragged behind him and he looked around trying to find the specific male he had made plans with, his eyes darting left and right until he sighed and took out his phone instead, not knowing of the person sneaking up on him.

He unlocked his phone and clicked on the other persons contact before lifting it to his ear only to hear ringing coming from behind him.

Before he could fully turn a boy shorter than him wrapped him in a tight hug. He look down to see a brunette looking back at him with large chocolate eyes.

He smiles at him and hugs him back. 'Hi George' He says, finally letting George go as he does the same 'Hello Karl' His soft reply comes making Karl's heart flutter slightly against his chest.

Oh George,
Come lie with my bones

'It's about to rain, we should get to my house quickly' George says as Karl hums in acknowledgement. The clouds were getting a bit dark and closer at that and both mentally decided that they didn't want to be soaked by the time they get to George's house.

George unexpectedly grabbed Karl's wrist as he speed walks in an unknown direction. A small smile makes its way to Karl's face, as well as blush but no one needs to know that, as he looks at his British friend, taking in all his features from his fluffy hair that he just wanted to mess up and ruffle to his soft skin that you could see was paler than Karl's as he still held his wrist in a tight grip.

Oh Karl,
Don't look away

George smiled when he looked over at Karl who seemed to be admiring him until he noticed George looking back, turning his head away. It made the shorter's neck and face flush a shade of red and a fuzzy feeling he was new to flare up inside him.

A drop of water fell on his nose so he stopped his quick pace just in time for a drizzle from the sky to turn into heavy rain.

Oh George,
Just look at me the same

They giggled like children while they ran through the rain pounding overhead. Neither of them even bothered to put up their hoods or an umbrella, instead just running with no care, getting their clothes thoroughly soaked through.

They gave the occasional glance in each other's direction, which didn't help the redness leave their skin whether it be from the cold or the tingling warmth that made its way through their bodys.

It didn't really matter to them.

I don't wanna be your friend,
I wanna kiss your lips

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I wanna kiss you until I lose my breath

George was rubbing his hair with a towel, trying to dry it slightly despite the fact that the rest of him was still wet with rain water. By the time he finally stopped his hair was still pretty damp but he flipped it, messed with it a bit and then ran his fingers through it.

All Karl could think about was his face, or specifically, his lips. They were a pink colour and slightly chapped but somehow still looked soft. He could imagine kissing them. He wished he could kiss them.

I don't wanna be your friend,
I wanna kiss your lips

George was thinking the same thing while he sat with Karl on the sofa, watching some show he wasn't even listening to. Karl was concentrated on whatever was being said by the characters, he would sometimes smile and laugh while other times his mouth would be turned downwards in a frown.