Love Game | 𝐷𝑁𝐹

Nerves

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| Karl |

After rocking out on the stage for about two hours, it was time to come to an end. Him and Sapnap was an iconic guitar duo, Sap being the lead guitarist, taking most of the solos and riffs, while Karl played the chords. But to be honest, he was better than him. Or atleast when it came to shredding. He was a god at it, and featured in the solos such as: She, Love is a bitch, etcetera. While the other one where featured in some intros like astrid. Otherwise, they played most of it together.

He was lucky for Sapnap's boundaries, and movements on the stage. If he wouldn't do what he did, there wouldn't be much material for the editors to work with.

Yep, those teenagers from social media. He watched them, mostly because they came up as recommended, but he did also enjoy some of them. Not only because he had a massive crush on him, but also the thought of Sapnap actually might like him back.

He remembered Columbia. He remembered their hands interlocking before going on that damn stage.

God, he wished it had lasted longer.

But now, it was only one night away from the big show. The greatest show of em' all. In the city that says to always be awake, no matter the hour.

And Karl was ready. He was ready and prepared for what could happen, because literally anything could. In the name of love, I mean. He's not ready to lose a best friend or something. But really, that could also happen. You never know.

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"Are you ready for tomorrow, Froggy?" Froggy. The nickname that Sapnap himself had came up with for him, when reciving a oversized frog-hoodie from his bestfriend on his birthday. And to his surprise, the raven boy had actually bought a matching one for himself. That was a cute memory.

"Ribbit" was all he answered, and they laughed together. "No, but i'm really excited! I've always wanted to visit, it looks so cool!" he replies, being pretty hyped about the new huge event standing ahead.

"Alright, what do you want guys?" Dream asked, sitting sideways-across the boy dressed in his green, frog-shaped hoodie. He looked back up at him, before returning to the menu. The boy next to him, dressed in a simple white t-shirt, decided to order a classic american burger. He only heard the last sentences as muffled sounds, before he started to drift off.

He couldn't focus on what the paper actually said. He was too busy thinking about tomorrow, imagining what could actually happen. The big show was on, would George win the bet and get the money he doesn't need, or does Quackity and Sap get to keep it? What would happen between the couple? Would Dream enjoy the dance? Will they kiss?

Kiss.

That was exactly what Karl wanted to do, to say at least. To stand there, alone in the New York City's late night busy traffic, everyone watching them as Sapnap claimed the shorter to be his. His, and only his.

He wanted to be grabbed by the waist, to be pulled in aginst the other's body while syncing breaths. The warm summer breeze stroking against their bare tanned skin, coming from hot and early spring back in Florida. Slowly and fondly closing the distance, when finally corroborating skin against skin. Exploring eachother while really feeling it...

"Karl?" he must've zoned out. His thoughts blurred away, and his vision was now met with a smirking group of friends. "He's asking you a question." Quackity smiled, nodding at the waiter standing in front of them.

"Sa... sandwich! I would like a club sandwich, please." the lad got flustered when he realized what he almost said. Big Q, sitting beside him and watching everything, raised his eyebrows when knowing exactly what was going on. The waiter took his order, and soon enough returned to the kitchen with a confused face. Everyone knew what was going on here, and were therefore smiling their cheeks off.

Excepts for the man himself. He sat and looked just as puzzled as back in highschool, trying to figure out the answer to question number nine.

The brunette cleared his throat, in hope for the others to drop the act, and focus on something else. Luckily, they did, and they were soon into deep conversations about random things. Karl talked to Quackity and George about how the guacamole's avocados he was dipping his chips in, came from Mexico. Then George rambled on about learning spanish, which Q offered some free lessons right there and now.

Nonetheless, he wasn't fully all ears. Because he was still mostly focused on the guy beside him, talking to the man in front of him. They were saying something about fire and lapiz blue coulored sports cars, a very big side-hobby of theirs. But Karl didn't care about neither of the conversations that were buzzing around him, because his eyes were laid on one thing, and one thing only.

His hand placed down on his left leg.

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"Bye!" he could finally breath out. So, that just happened. He completely embarrased himself in front of a waiter, and probably in front of some fans as well.

An arm laid around his shoulder, which made him look up. Dream.

"What happened there, buddy?" as if his smile wasn't wide enough.

"Dream, please." he nodded at the boy walking in front of him, chatting gladly with his shorter beanie-friend. He only laughed at him, and let go of his hold. Karl looked over to see George, walking calmly beside him with a light smile on his face. The brunette grinned, looking up at the blonde again.

Nudging him in the side, he nodded once again, but at George's direction this time. The tall looked to his other side, turning back a bit flustered.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." he giggled, getting the attention from both of the boys in front of him due to his laughter.

"What happened now, Karl?" the shorter asked, still walking forward. The frog only answered with a simple 'nothing' before laughing even more.

They shortly arrived at the hotel afterwards, walking into the lobby, and thankfully not being met by any fans. The elevator took them all up to their floor together, and they walked past the corridors until it was time to seperate.

But someone forgot to tie their shoelaces. Which in this case, was Dream.

"Woah!-" bam. George stood before him, turning around at the sudden sound and being pressed down against the floor with him.

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To be continued...