Touch. - Karlnap

Chapter thirteen - protectors

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Ps. No, mads, I'm not killing Amy. She's needed for the plot, my dear.

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Wilbur had decided to call the gang over to laugh about the Amy situation together and to eat my snacks obviously. About forty minutes in, we all turned to face the door because someone had just knocked.
"Who else did you invite?" George asks, genuine. Wilbur shakes his head as if to say 'no one' without actually saying it. He gets up and we're all watching, silently hopping it's Amy for the drama.

"Please be Amy, please be Amy." I heard Sapnap, who's closest to me, whisper. I did my best to hold in my laughter, with little to no success. Sapnap gives me a massive proud grin, making me blush and laugh even more. Dream, who was on my left side, kicked me gently as if to signal for me to shut up. I tried my best, holding my hand over my mouth.
"Oliver?" We heard Wilbur say, loud enough for us to hear. I started cracking up again, just at the pure thought of my old friend. We hear some mumbling, and then multiple sets of footsteps heading our way. We all fall back into sitting correctly on the couch, acting as if we didn't just hear Oliver enter.

"Karl?" I heard Oliver try, heading to my direction. I turned around, faced him, with the intention that I'd give him a blank stare. However, when I did turn, I was met with multiple sets of eyes. Oliver, Kyle and Amy.
I closed my eyes again, trying to hold in my laughter.
When I had calmed down a little, I nodded to signal that I'm listening.
"We wanted to talk to you. Private." Amy explains. I look up at them, with a genuinely confused look.
"And what makes you believe I'd be okay with that? If you want to talk to me, you talk to me where my friends can see you." I stated. Kyle shook his head in frustration.
"No," he answered. "We want to speak with you alone. Outside."

"No."

All our heads turned to face Sapanap, who stared coldly at the three of them. "No, you will not speak with him alone. Not on my watch, knowing damn well what you guys are like." He finished.
"Who are you to tell me what I can or cannot do?" Kyle spat.
Sapnap stood up. He walked up to Kyle and smirked. He took his shirt off, where he still had a tank top under it but nonetheless he was showing more skin then usual.
"Touch me." He spat back. "Touch me, i dare you and see where you end up when I start throwing up all over you." He took another step closer. That's when I, for some unspoken reason, understood what Sapnap was doing. I got up and walked up behind Kyle.
"You touch him," I whispered, loud enough for everyone else to hear. "and I swear to you, I will end your existence right here, right now." And as if on cue, Wilbur, George, Dream and Quackity all stood up, staring daggers at the three of them.

Oliver, Amy and Kyle seem to all get cold feet and backed away, but not before giving me a last glance. They all collectively tried their best to look cool and unbothered while heading out there door, but Amy's teary face gave it way.

"Pussy." Sapnap laughed, putting his oversized shirt back on.
"You okay?" I asked, grabbing his hoodie for him, handing it over.
"What? Yeah, yeah I'm fine don't worry." he answered, giving me a warm smile that sent butterflies down my stomach. He took the hoodie, took a quick glance at it, then looked back at me.
Then he handed it back to me.
"Take it. I think it would suit you."

I blinked, confused and surprised but excepted his offer nonetheless. I mean, who wouldn't? Your crush giving you his hoodie? Obviously you take it! I smiled brightly at him, and bowed down. That had turned into a regular thing now, where if I wanted to hug him I'd bow instead and he understood, returning the gesture.
After about twenty more minutes of us just watching a movie, me wearing the hoodie, Dream asked to speak with me privately.

"Karl, that's Sapnap favorite hoodie." He explained.
"He have it to me-" I started but Dream cut me off.
"No, I know that! Just...it's his absolute favorite hoodie that he's had for two years at this point. You do realize he's never even let me try it on right?" He added. I blinked, confused. "He loves you Karl. Now, I cant say if it's romantic or just extremely strong platonic love because well, I'm not him and I don't know his true feelings, however, he does love you. Like a lot. Karl, you better not fuck this up because If you do I swear to every god that has ever existed that I will make your life a living hell."
I stood there, shocked, for a few minutes but then gave Dream a genuine reassuring smile.
"Wouldn't dream of it, pun intended." I said. Dream relaxed and laughed a little, giving me a hug.