Blessed || Sequel to Cursed

Chapter Twelve || The Beginning

(No pov)

Karl awoke with two boys in his bed.

His cheeks were aflame once he recognized what was happening and what happened. Last night, after dinner and a few drinks they went back to Karl's room. They talked for a bit before laying down to sleep, but here he was now, in the centre of two really pretty boys.

He remembered them giving him a strange look when he refused to take the goggles off, they hadn't pushed him to, but they clearly had questions that Karl didn't want to answer.

Sapnap was behind him with his arms around Karl's waist and his head in the base of Karl's neck- Karl remembered that people called it 'spooning'- what a weird way to describe it.

Quackity was in front of him, Quackity had his arm's around Karl's chest and his head tucked under Karl's chin, a wing was flopped over the three boyfriends and the other was hanging off of Karl's bed.

Their legs were tangled as well, Karl took a deep breath and slowly detangled their legs, he exhaled when he was done and no one moved. Karl then slowly peeled Quackity off of him and gently moved his wing off of him. Quackity stirred and rolled over, but he didn't wake up.

Karl then unclasped Sapnap's hands before slowly shimmying out of the cuddle puddle, Sapnap huffed and murmured sleepy words but yanked Quackity closer towards him.

Karl sighed with relief and quickly moved to sit at his desk, he flipped open his journal and began writing about the new adventures in his dreams, he edited the entries from yesterday, and to finish off the long process, he read through his journal until it was memorized.

As he was reading though, bits and pieces of the strange dreams came back to him, so he would flip the pages and write down the notes and corrections.

As he was writing down corrections at one point, he felt arms rest around his shoulders, the person also placed their head right beside Karl's ear and hummed.

"You're a creative writer." Sapnap's voice whispered lovingly into his ear, Karl's cheeks and ears burned at the compliment before he closed the book and stacked it atop his notebook. Sapnap laughed into his ear and Karl buried his head into his hands.

Sapnap was so pretty, his voice, horns, eyes, everything. Karl adored and loved him, though he wasn't ready to say it aloud. "Stop teasing Karl, Sap." A tired Quackity mumbled from Karl's bed, "I wouldn't doubt you about the creativity part though." He added, Sapnap laughed.

Quackity was a different story compared to Sapnap. Sapnap was pretty in a way Karl couldn't describe, but Quackity was adorable.

Through the blurred memories of last night, he knew Quackity's wing would fluff up from embarrassment and excitement, any strong emotion, really. Karl thought it was adorable and teased him about it- he'd tried to hide himself under his wings! Karl smiled at the memory, adorable, he thought.

Quackity's eyes would also light up when he was excited, his eyes would grow bigger when he received attention, his grin was bright and contagious- Karl knew he was adorable.

"Morning, Q." Karl greeted through his hands, his boyfriends laughed as Karl did not move his hands. He heard rustling from his bed, he then heard footsteps and then he felt Quackity gently moving the hands from his face.

His fingers brushed Karl's flaming cheeks along with the cool metal of the goggles, Sapnap and Quackity grinned before teasing him. Karl sputtered but soon began laughing with them.

Gods, they were too nice to him. Sapnap suddenly lifted his head with a sigh, "I should go ask Dream if there's any important news I should know about." He said disappointedly, Karl and Quackity looked at him sadly as his arms and warmth drifted away from them.