-karlnap oneshots!-

-✨perfect✨-

It was stupid, that's all the Karl had to say. Stupid Quackity had dragged him to a random party promising to stay with him the whole time. But low and behold the moment they entered Karl couldn't see Quackity anywhere. Karl had just sighed, quickly heading to the bar, because as long as he was here and they were supplying alcohol that he didn't have to pay for he may as well drink it.

The bottles where labels for god knows why, so when Karl wanted a drink he just had to guess and hope for the best, Karl picked up a red solo bottle and poured a white bottle filled with an ominous liquid and sniffed it. Karl thought it spelt fine so he took a swig, it was sour,  slightly bitter but Karl and his fucked up tastebuds didn't mind. He smiled and went to the side of the room, opening his phone and sending a less than kind text to Quackity, who was wasted and dancing on the dance floor.

It was loud as fuck and Karl was paying no notice to anything, too busy sending texts to Niki and sending her pictures of the party. She had transferred to Germany about a month ago and she loved it, Karl was defiantly jealous of where she was staying. See Niki was smart and had her own money so instead of living with some random people for the current exchange students she was able to rent a beautiful villa and continuously sent pictures to Karl.

Karl smiled, it was early in the morning for Niki so she had sent a beautiful picture of the sunrise from her balcony. Al then looked at his cup, seeing that he had downed the liquid so Karl being the broke person he was went to steal some more alcohol. He walked to the bar and looked for the bottle that he had poured from before. But he couldn't ding the white bottle, so he had to guess again, there was a green glass bottle, a bottle of what looked like red wine and a bottle of what Karl guessed was champagne. Karl picked up the what he thought was champagne and poured it in the same red solo cup and downed half of it.

It was good, quite sweet if he was judging shit but Karl was happy, slightly tipsy and downed the rest of the cup. He licked his lips and fixed his hair. He ran his pale hand through his hazel locks, when he fixed his hair it really did nothing, it was too springy and fluffy to fix. Karl had taken notice a dark haired male, who the whole night had, had his eyes on Karl. Karl being himself didn't care at all and ignored the boy the whole time. Karl had then become tipsy and went to Quackity who was getting drinks.

"Hey Q." Karl slurred and Quackity looked at him with a smile.

"Hey Karl, how much have you had to drink?" Quackity asked, Quackity generally drank a lot but compared to Karl had a large alcohol tolerance. He wasn't even the slightest bit drunk, even having about six or seven cups. Karl just shrugged and Quackity handed the boy some water to sober up. Soon after three cups Karl's brain was less foggy and he could think straight again.

"Thanks Q." he said and Quackity smiled and nodded, heading over to Wilbur who was drinking straight tequila along with Fundy. Karl then leaned on the table and bit his lip at the boy. He had dark hair which was stung over a white bandana. He had on a white hoodie which a flame, smack bang in the middle. Karl then looked down at himself, he was in some dark fitted jeans and a cropped white hoodie, he looked good if he was to say. He tugged at the hoodie, it was like really short, Karl hadn't taken notice of it at first but it showed a fair bit of his stomach. 

While looking at himself he hadn't noticed that the dark haired boy had walked up and seated next to him. Karl didn't care for it and continued to look through his phone and send pictures to Niki. The people that the dark haired boy was previously standing with oohed, it's not like Karl was purposely ignoring him...

Okay so he was.

Karl liked to play hard to get. 

He didn't know why but he just enjoyed teasing just the smallest bit. He enjoyed seeing people struggle to not be pissed at him. It sound kind of Sadistic but Karl didn't really care. Karl then looked at from his phone and starred at the dark haired boy and raised his eyebrows and then looked back down. He wasn't even doing anything on his phone, he was just scrolling through god knows what. They male next to him coughed and Karl didn't take any notice.

"Sapnap." He said and Karl assumed it was his name, Sapnap was part of the football team, Karl would know since one of his good friends; George was dating their football captain and least to say George talked about him enough for Karl to know almost everyone on the team. Karl looked up for a moment.

"Why are you here with me?" he asked and lowered his head back to his phone.

"Because you're pretty," Sapnap began and Karl flushed a bright red and looked back down at his phone, he couldn't give Sapnap the upper hand in this scenario.

"And you're smart," Sapnap said and Karl was flustered as fuck, at their high school Karl was in all top classes, because ehe was smart and hardworking. But that all got thrown out the moment he left school.

"And you're ignoring me," He said and Karl looked up and furrowed his eyebrows, confused, Sapnap smirked and Karl was still standing confused.

"So you're obviously my type." he answered and the brunette's eyes widened. Karl flushed a violent red and hid his face in his hands with a squeak. Sapnap chuckled in a low tone and waited for Karl to raise his facade again.

"I-I'm sorry what were you saying?" Karl asked, slightly fumbling over his words, finally making proper eye contact, though his cheeks were still flushed. Sapnap leaned on the table and looked away.

"Perfect." He said and Karl flushed again, he squeaked and hid his face. Sapnap laughed again at the others attempts to hide the fact he was most defiantly flustered. Soon he turned back to Karl and snaked his hands around Karl's waist, Karl just hummed and hid his face in Sapnap's hoodie. The rest of the people that Sapnap were standing with oohed and Sapnap flipped them off. He set his chin on top of Karl's fluffy hair and smiled. He then mumbled something that Karl didn't catch.

"Perfect."