Daydream // A Karlnapity Story

2 - They're real?

Karl

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My eyes widened as they landed on the two boys from my dream. Except they had faces.

The smaller of the two had two bright blue eyes and his smile was wide, showing off his cute dimples. He also had the same beanie from the dream, the letters LAFD embroidered on the brim. The taller had the same hairstyle as it was medium length to his shoulders as his bangs were held up but a white bandanna. He also had some stubble on his chin, looking well kept. His eyes were a dark brown but had a firey tint behind them as he looked down at his presumed boyfriend.

"Uh, excuse me?"

I was shook out of my thoughts as the woman waiting for her ice cream caught my attention. A furious blush spread across my cheeks as I looked at her wide eyed.

"Ohmygosh I am so sorry! Here you go!"

I quickly and messily scoop her ice cream and give it to her. Hoping I didn't ruin the rest of her day with that.

Now they were behind two more costumers... then one more... all of a sudden they were next.

I stare at them for awhile before they catch my attention and I shake my head to get out of it. Damn they were so pretty.

"Helllooooo?"

"Ah- I'm sorry, what could I-I get for you two t..today?"

Damnit my stutter is showing. The taller one looks at me weirdly as the smaller orders for them.

"I'll get strawberry with whipped cream and he'll get chocolate with hot fudge please!"

I blink as I realize I'm having a staring contest with the taller male, processing what the smaller said as I look back at him.

"..alllllllrighty! And will that be..all?"

I smile nervously as I glance between the two, the taller's intense stare making me blush. The smaller smacks the other in the arm, surprising both of us.

"Mi amor, don't be rude!"

The other tenses but quickly relaxes and sighs.

"Sorry, sorry. I'm just tired."

The smaller nods and looks at me, smiling. God he's so cute. The thought makes me blush more, I probably look stupid.

"Good. Again, sorry for him! Thank you again!"

The two then walk to the cashier to pay, even though I didn't give them their ice cream. I try to stop them but my brain stops me before I could get a word out.

As I was about to work on their order more costumers arrive. Shit. I don't wanna screw up their orders.

I notice they both sit down at a booth across from each other, the taller facing me. Their hands intertwine above the table as they are now waiting for their order.

As more people come in I decide to start speedrunning, as one of my mutuals called it, scooping ice cream.

This is probably the fastest I've ever gave people their ice creams. I feel bad as I made some of them messily.