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Their lives were no longer the same, and they shared their days with different people.

9|15|19

Sapnap swears he's okay. He swears he's doing better and he's moved on. He just has his moments, is all. Karl was an important part of his life, so of course he'd think about the time he spent with him. Therefore, it's okay for him to look at Karl's recent Instagram post. He can innocently look as a friend- well distant friend. It's definitely allowed for him to look as a friend and to just check up on him, and it's even more okay because he doesn't feel a single thing.

He types in his handle on Instagram and clicks onto the profile. He scrolls and clicks the most recent post. He's fine, this is allowed, he doesn't feel anything.

His breath gets caught in his throat.

You'd expect him to be angry. You'd expect him to be upset. However, the first thought that crosses his mind is God, how can one be so perfect? Sapnap scans up and down, admiring his figure, arms, and facial features. He's just as breathtaking as ever.

Then, it hits him. His eyes flash back to Karl's bright smile and eyes and Sapnap's face falls. He's happier; Karl's happier. Sapnap's no longer sure if he is better. Sapnap wonders who took the picture, and if that's why Karl seems so genuinely happy. He wonders if they look at Karl the same way Sapnap did; like he's the sun and deserves the world.

Loud steps on the staircase interrupt Sapnap's thoughts. His head shoots up to look at the stairs behind him to the left. His eyes meet Dream's green ones, and he quickly shuts off his phone and drops it into his lap.

"Everything okay?" Dream's silvery voice asks, hints of concern mixed into it. Sapnap nods eagerly without meaning to.
"Mhm, everything's good. You're up!" Sapnap changes the subject.

Dream is an amazing best friend. He always makes sure to check up on Sapnap, he makes him eat well, supports him no matter what, and will be there for him always. However, though all of this is true, Dream doesn't know about Karl. Sapnap has never opened up about Karl, but he's sure that if he did and Dream caught him looking, Dream would reprimand him like a parent.

"I've been up for a little while, Sap" Dream admits. Then, he gets his reasoning. Through Dream's phone, a voice sounds. The all familiar voice with the British accent, who Sapnap knows as George.

George and Dream have been best friends for a few years, and when Sapnap joined the team, they all fell right into place. Their trio was meant to be. George started his Minecraft Youtuber journey before both Dream and Sapnap, and he already had a few thousand subscribers by the time they joined. Now, Dream has around 110,000 and his growth is non-stop. He plans for George and Sapnap to be right behind him, though. He's not in this without them, they helped him get to where he is now.

Sapnap exhales gently and stands up from the couch. He smoothly slides to the kitchen, his hands coming to rest on the island countertop.
"Without me? Seriously?" Sapnap fakes hurt. Dream rolls his eyes playfully as he places the jug of orange juice onto the counter. He sets his phone down beside it and puts George on speaker.

"Sapnap's upset we didn't include him" Dream informs. George laughs and the crackle through the phone speakers brings a smile to both Dream and George's faces. The facetimes, phone calls, and discord vc's hold a special place in their hearts, but they cannot wait until George joins them in Florida. Next year he's supposed to move, they're just waiting for his visa.

"Sorry, Sappy Nappy. Maybe we just didn't want to invite you!" George jokes. Sapnap scoffs, "Fuck you, Gogy Wogy!" George gasps, "I'm coming to Florida right now to beat your ass." Sapnap shakes his head though George can't see him, "I'd win, I'd beat the shit out of you." Dream interrupts, "Okay, okay. Calm down, boys."

"You're ruining the fun, Dream" George declares. Dream smiles softly and takes a sip of his orange juice.
"Want some?" Dream asks Sapnap. Sapnap nods his head and Dream pours him a glass before he puts the jug back into the fridge.
"Me too!" George yells through the phone. They all share a wholehearted laugh.
"Next year, you'll be here, George" Dream states.
"You sure?" George questions, voice hesitant. Dream meets Sapnap's eyes and they both smile.
"Of course, we're the Dream Team. Your visa has to come in. It will" Sapnap reassures.

Written: 11/11-12/21 Words: 792
yo idk if i like this chap i need to plan

-moon ⎊