I know you love me (Karlnap)

(Chapter 15)

!!TW!! Mentions of domestic violence, intrusive thoughts, mentions of homophobia

(Sapnap's pov)

"Karl, do you want to get out of here? The party looks like it's ending anyway." I whisper in his ear.

"Ok that's cool, I want to leave anyway." He mutters back before we walk out of the party together.

We both get into my car and I start driving. Karl never wants to go to his parents house for some reason, so I just started driving to my place. Although I did wonder sometimes, when he was drunk that day, he did say his parents beat him. What did he mean by that? Do they? I look over to him for only a second before looking back at the road. He was fidgeting with his fingernails in his lap, I've never seen him do this before. Is he ok?

"Are you ok?" I ask him finally, not tearing my eyes from the road.

"Yeah I'm ok." He says quietly as I park my car.

"Karl, are you sure?" I say calmly while looking at him, he hasn't looked up at me yet.

"Yeah, Sapnap I'm fine really." He whispers, finally looking at me.

(Karl's pov)

We both got out of the car and went inside his house, I practically live with him at this point. We get to his room and he goes to the bathroom to change, I'm left alone with my thoughts.

My parents never, and will never support anyone LGBTQ, thus why I never came out to them. More like you're just to scared to you fucking pussy. I know that if they found out I was gay they would never talk to me again. Not that they talk to you anyway, you're lucky they even look at you.

(Sapnap's pov)

I walk back into my room to see Karl sitting on my bed zoned out, I knew something was wrong. I walk over and sit next to him, I put my hand gently on his back, he flinches and then looks at me. I removed my hand the second he flinched.

"S-sorry! Did you say something?" He says in a panic.

"No Karl, I didn't say anything," I pause. I use my hand to guide his gaze from his palms to my eyes. "You can tell me if somethings up, you know that right?"

He just looked at me for a moment, sadness washing over his face, I remove my hand from his face. Tears pour from his eyes, he covers his face with his sleeves.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He chokes out.

"Karl, you didn't do anything wrong. You know that right?" I state calmly.

He then just collapsed into my arms and started crying, I didn't want to say anything; I didn't want to say the wrong thing, so I just simply didn't say anything. All I did was rub his back while he cried into my chest.

"My parents are going to kill me!" He chokes out between sobs.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because I'm gay!" He cries.

(507 words c:)