Dsmp OS

Flying - KARLNAPITY

Tears streamed down the black-haired man's cheeks as he stood on the roof of a tall building. Anxiously, he looked down, where a few feet of freefall would greet him before he hit the hard ground.

"Come on, wimp! Jump! Those ugly things must be good for something!" came the laughing voice of Schlatt, the black-haired man's boyfriend.

They had been together for two months by now. For two months the boy with the beautiful golden wings was tortured and picked on. His feathered body parts had to suffer a lot, as a result some feathers were now ripped out or the delicate skin under them was torn apart. His black eyes widened in panic as the brown haired one slowly came closer to him.

"Come on, what are you waiting for? Do something useful for once!"

Without thinking, the boy with the beanie on his head let himself fall. The air played with his body, enveloping him and soothing his frightened thoughts. The ground came closer and closer, until..

Breathing heavily, the black-haired man opened his eyes and sat up. Hastily, he looked around, only to find that he was on a soft bed. Carefully, two arms wrapped around his body and pulled him against a warm torso. As his breathing slowly calmed and he became more aware of his surroundings, he realized that the arms belonged to Sapnap, while Karl was gently talking to him.

"It's okay, it was a dream, love. You're safe, we're with you," only now did the black-eyed man notice the hand on his cheek, caressing it lovingly, and instantly leaned into the touch.

He took a deep breath. His wings ached under the tight bandage he had wrapped around them himself so that no one would notice them. Over it he wore a loose shirt and his legs were covered by sweatpants. Due to the dream, the young man was sweaty and disgusted with himself shortly after he realized.

Soft lips touched his forehead, bringing him out of his thoughts. After his eyes focused, gray soul mirrors gazed back at him and instantly took away any worries, allowing a comfortable silence to spread through his mind.

"That's it. You're doing great, honey," a soft smile followed the brown-haired one's words.

The green-eyed boy placed his head on the smaller man's shoulder and hummed softly. "Let's go take a shower?"

Relaxation spread through the body of the black-haired one, who nodded without giving much thought to the fact that his two lovers had never seen his wings let alone knew anything about them.

Actually, they didn't really know a thing about what had happened. They knew that Schlatt was to blame for the smallest of the three almost taking his own life. That's all they knew, and that's all it took, because every time he had a memory like this they managed to calm the boy down and make him feel loved.

That was the most difficult thing in the beginning of the relationship. To accept that he was loved. Sapnap and Karl went out of their way to make him aware of that every day. They had shown him what true love was and what it felt like to be in an honest relationship. It wasn't until a year after the three of them had come together that the black-eyed boy was able to understand this, and yet he still hasn't told his lovers about his trauma.

Strong arms lifted the boy and carried him into the bathroom, where there was a huge shower, a tub, a toilet and a sink. Carefully, the brown-haired one set the smaller one down and kissed his cheek.

"May we undress you? Or would you rather do it yourself?", Karl's soft voice rang out and shortly after he stepped next to the green-eyed one.

Not even a second later, an answer left the mouth of the boy with the beanie. "You may"

Somewhat surprised, the two men looked at their boyfriend before smiling and getting to work, undressing the smallest with feather-light, loving touches. A brief pause was noticeable as they discovered the bandage before removing his pants and boxers.

Careful hands began to peel the remaining fabric from the black-haired one, and quiet gasps could be heard as they caught sight of the latter's ruined wings.

Due to the fact that Quackity had only ever tied them off and never treated them, one could still clearly see the ripped out areas and the holes in the golden beauty. The smallest one had closed his eyes and made himself tiny as he waited to feel the first punch. Instead, he was only aware of a soft hand placed on his head.

"Please, don't be afraid, baby..," Sapnap whispered softly, and a moment later he wrapped the boy in his muscular arms.

Karl, on the other hand, had tears running down his cheeks as he looked in shock at the destroyed wings. "How did you.. stand it for so long..? He.. Oh God.." sobbing, the oldest of the three also wrapped his arms around his lover, who winced briefly before slowly relaxing again.

"You're not..mad?"

"We could never be mad at you, sweetie," a feather-light kiss was placed on the smaller one's lips, which he instantly recognized as the youngest's.

This was something Quackity was quick to notice.
Sapnap's lips were rougher and more dominant than the tallest's. They tasted of vanilla and chocolate, a wonderful combination the black-eyed one thought.
Karl's lips, on the other hand, were incredibly soft and gentle, no matter the situation. The taste of them reminded the smallest of roses and honey, they were just as unique as the green-eyed one's.
Schlatt had never thought much of kisses. He had only abused and mistreated the boy for his needs.

"Honey?" the tallest one's loving voice brought him back from his thoughts and a moment later the black-haired one realized that his two lovers were also undressed.

Hastily he rose from the floor and followed them into the shower, tensing a bit. Karl and Sapnap had never seen him without clothes before. The black-eyed boy had forgotten that this was the case and had felt so comfortable in the situation that he had simply agreed to go shower with them.

Slowly he began to regret his decisions, but everything suddenly went quiet as the water was being turned on and he was once again pulled into his lover's arms. Carefully he got washed, enjoying each of the gentle touches. The two men always put so much love into everything they did. Every look of theirs, every touch, every word, every food, every drink, everything they shared with Quackity was always full of love.

And the black-haired one finally realized this when loving hands cleaned the wounds of his wings with warm water, sending a shiver through his body.

"God.. I love you both so much"