Good Things Come In Threes - Karlnapity

5 - Three 'friends' holding hands

TW - swearing, homophobia

SAPNAP POV -

I stood at the school gates, waiting for Quackity and Karl. Part of me wanted to slap the shit out of the History teacher for putting me with two irresistibly attractive guys, but the other part of me wanted to buy the guy flowers and thank him for his group choices.

I was scrolling aimlessly through Twitter as I waited, trying not to think about the fact that I was about to be alone with two cute guys.
"Sapnap!" I looked up to see Dream running towards me. My stomach dropped as he approached, we still hadn't had our talk yet, I'd been avoiding being alone with Dream all day.

"I can't talk right now dude, I have to do the project," I said, avoiding eye contact. Dream hummed in agreement but he didn't leave. He looked like he had something on the tip of his tongue, "You good bro?" I asked, stuffing my phone into my pocket.

"Sap, can I tell you something?" Dream sounded slightly unsure as he spoke. I'd never seen him this nervous and it was kind of alarming. I immediately guided Dream over to a nearby picnic bench.
"What's wrong? Y'know I'm here for you right? No matter what," I placed my hand on his shoulder, not pushing him to speak.

Dream took a few deep breaths, running a hand through his dirty blonde hair.
"I'm...I'm gay... and I have a boyfriend," He said quickly, looking anywhere except in my direction. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and a smile spilled across my face.

"Holy shit man! I'm proud of you, thanks for telling me," I wrapped him in a big hug, beyond grateful that my best friend wasn't homophobic, "Dream, I'm bi," I mumbled, decided that this was the right time to come out. Dream tightened the hug and my head spun as I realised that I'd actually done it, I'd actually come out to someone.

"I'm so proud of you," Dream chuckled as we pulled apart, both of us so relieved. I was about to start asking Dream about his boyfriend when someone yelled my room across the school's parking lot.

"Sapnap! Hey! Hottie!" I whipped around to see Quackity waving wildly at me with a slightly embarrassed Karl beside him. I grinned at the pair, blushing slightly and said a hurried goodbye to Dream before running over to them. Karl smiled and waved shyly as I approached and I felt butterflies erupt in my stomach at the small gesture. Quackity gave me a flirtatious smile and I returned it with a wink, feeling even more butterflies.

The three of us made our way out of school grounds, talking non-stop. I was eager to learn anything and everything about Karl and Quackity and they seemed just as eager to get to know me. After a few minutes of walking we came to the side of a random road. Quackity started yelling loudly, stopping us from crossing.

"What's wrong?" Karl asked worriedly, looking around the almost empty streets for any signs of danger. Quackity gave us both a serious look.
"Hold hands when you cross the road kids," He said sternly, giving me a look before taking Karl's left hand. I grinned, understanding the message. I carefully intertwined my fingers into Karl's right hand. A deep blush coated Karl's face at the contact and Quackity and I both laughed loudly as we began walking across the street, swinging our hands dramatically.

Even after we reached the other side of the road, we didn't let go of each other's hands. We kept swinging them back and forth, all the way to my house. I quickly dropped Karl's hand however as I spotted my dad's car in the driveway. This meant that Mom was still at work and we would have to deal with my dad, at least he was slightly more bearable with my mom around.

"Guys, my dad's kinda homophobic and like, I don't know what you guys are but... I...I..." I wanted to tell them about my sexuality but I was terrified that they were going to be homophobic. Quackity placed a comforting hand on my shoulder,
"I'm pan, I figured that out literally today," He grinned, sending a wave of relief through me.

"And I don't know what the honk I am, but I think I'm leaning more towards guys," Karl smiled softly, linking his arm through mine in a supportive manner. I looked between the two, butterflies fluttering around in my stomach as my cheeks heated up,
"Well, I'm...I'm bi," I managed to say, lookin at the ground.

Both boys pulled me into a hug, telling me that they were proud of me. It warmed my heart that they were both being so nice. I was so confused as to how I was feeling so much towards them both at the same time.

We pulled away from the hug and I lead them towards my front door, warning them again about my dad. They both gave me reassuring smiles as I pushed open the door and walked inside. I lead the pair through the quiet house, hoping that Dad was taking a nap or something.

We made it to the foot of the stairs before I heard a voice behind us.
"Sapnap, I didn't know you were having guests," I cringed at my dad's tone as I slowly pivoted around to face him. I took a few steps forward so I was now standing, almost protectively, in-front of Quackity and Karl.
"Dad, this is Karl and Quackity. We're in a group for a history project," I explained as quickly as I could, wanting to escape this conversation.

Dad nodded in approval and was about to let us go.

Then he spotted Karl's nails.

He advanced on the brunette who was practically shaking with fear.
"Sapnap, what've I told you about hanging around with gay boys? They'll turn you into one of them. Next thing you know my son'll be walking around with his nails painted, wearing skirts and makeup. Disgusting. You disgusting gay boy, you should be in conversion therapy. You shouldn't be allowed at a public school, you'll infect the other boys," He spat, sending a hateful glare at Karl. I immediately stepped in front of Karl, protecting him.

"Don't talk to him like that," I growled, gently linking my hand with Karl's behind my back. My father glared at me for a moment.
"Son, I better not find out that you're gay," He warned. I desperately wanted to roll my eyes but I didn't I just nodded, my jaw clenched.
"I'm not gay," I said.

Once again, I wasn't technically lying.

I'm actually not gay.

I'm a bisexual icon.

My dad seemed satisfied with this because he nodded approvingly before waving his hand in dismissal. I let out a relieved breath and lead Quackity and Karl up the stairs to my bedroom.

Once we were inside, I pulled them both into my arms, apologising profusely for my dad's behaviour.

I couldn't get rid of the overwhelming need to protect both of them.

What the fuck was happening?!

I couldn't like them both at the same time, right?!

I was in some deep, gay, shit.

Word count - 1212

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