In his eyes, he was perfect.
In Punz's opinion, Sapnap was the definition of beauty. Everything he did was amazing. From his cooking and his art, even his manners. There was nothing bad at all about Sapnap in Punz's perspective. A small part of himself envied Sapnap for his talents, but the rest?
The rest of him loved the Texan man to death. He knew he would do anything in his power to make his friend happy. He adored the look on his face when something interested him. How his eyes sparkled and his face lit up in joy when he was happy.
Although punz loved the friendly hugs and compliments, sometimes platonic flirting here and there, he always longed for more. He had always dreamt of what it was like to actually kiss his friend, (as gay as that sounds) or to just hold him close. Closer than he could already get with him
But he knew he couldn't. He knew that it wasn't his job to make Sapnap feel appreciated in that special way. No. That was Karl's job. It was Karl's job to love and shower the raven haired in affection.
And boy did it hurt Punz.
Most nights he would lay in bed, in the dark, thinking about different fantasies where he could finally be with Sapnap. But he could only dream.
Sometimes his thoughts were happy, sometimes they were sad and emotional. Even some nights he would have.. special dreams. Ones that he would be judged for or teased by his friends for if he were to share them with anyone else but himself.
Punz had always appreciated Sapnap. He enjoyed how the other would lighten up his own mood by doing simple things such as texting him a good morning or getting into a VC with him. He was thankful for the current relationship that he had with him, even if it pained him that they were always going to and have been friends
Until one night.
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Roman d'amour𝗣𝘂𝗻𝘇 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗿iend sapnap behind him, due to the 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲 didnt want to completely destroy their friendship. But this all changed one night. Exclaimer: T...