Shameless [Karlnap Band Au]

Chapter Fourteen: Last Summer

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Everything fucking hates me, I know I'm writing fricking KNF rn but jaysus. No need to delete almost all my work- it didn't even delete stuff from this book. It deleted stuff from 3/2 and Dorm mates
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Massive Trigger Warning: KNF
Normal Trigger Warning: Smut
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Enjoy :)
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Last Summer (eight months ago)
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--Karl POV--
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Me and George were sitting just watching the fireworks. It was nice. Just a normal fourth of July picnic thst the band usually has. But Alex skipped out this year to go back to his parents house. My parents live across the US and George's parents live in the UK so we decided to just hang out and continue tradition.

"This is nice. Isn't it?" George says flipping to his side to face me. "Yeah it is, wish Alex was here though. Though we would probably ne drunk out of our minds by now of he was here." "Trueee" George says dragging out the 'e'. "It would be even better if you could actually see that colors." "I can see the blue, and white but that's it"

"What if one day you get a boyfriend and his favorite color is a color you can't see?" "Easy, I'll make him colorblind too" He laughs out. Me and George fight a lot but it's nice to have moments Like this. "And how would you do that?" Im also colorblind but it's not as bad as George my colorblindness I'm red-orange and he's red-green. Or something like that.

George pulls out a thing of vodka from the basket. "Want some?" I'm not much of a drinker. But for holidays like this I would normally drink. He opens the bottle and takes a swig then hands it to me. I take a sip the liquid, it burns my throat. "Did you steal this from Alex or something? It's really strong" I say handing it back to George. Me and him are both light weight so it won't be long until we are wasted.

We are about half way done the bottle now. "We should head back to the apartment now, before we end up passing out here. I'm a safe driver so we should be fine. Plus I'm less drunk than George. He's been taking huge sips while I've been taking tiny ones.

We were in the in a nice comfortable silence. "George? Your gonna to have to wake up. Im not carrying your fat ass to your room" He yawns and looks over at me. "How sweet, you think I've got a fat ass?" I roll my eyes. "You fucking suck just get out of the car you brit"

I get out of the car and the other male follows me. "I don't like you" "Sure you dont" George crosses his arms he follows me into my room. "Your room is across the hall, this is my room"

"Thats too far away, plus cant two homies share a bed?" I roll my eyes. "You aren't sleeping in that right? You smell like booze and-" He cuts me off with a kiss and he pushes me onto the bed. "You just wouldn't shut up" my face flushes red. "Woah- Wait- what was that for?!" I ask pushing him off of me. He laughs. "Chill, we've got socks on" (drunk George is such a mood) "Do it again" He leans over me and pulls me up ans he sits on my lap. He connects our lips in a heated kiss. He grinds down on me and I open my mouth and I let out a gasp.

"Do that again" I breathe out. He grinds down on me but it's slower and longer I let out a low groan. "That was hot" He says in a soft tone. He starts to unbutton my shirt. I look into his eyes. "George..What are we doing?" "If your uncomfortable with any of this please tell me. I will stop immediately" He says giving me a quick peck on the lips. George removes my shirt. He takes a second to check me out. I bring my hands to his sweatshirt and I remove it.

"Quackity won't be home for awhile right?" The brit on top of me asks. I look at my phone which was thrown onto the table next to us. "We've got three hours" "perfect" He starts grinding down on me again. I bring my hands to his jeans and I start plaming him. He throws his head back and let's out a throaty moan. I smile then I speak up. "Now that was hot" He rolls his eyes and takes off our pants leaving us just in boxers.

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e both weren't thinking right due to the booze and being slightly high. "What are we doing George? Like we shouldn't be doing this." I was less wasted than him so I had a little bit of sense left. "Like I said I will stop as soon as you tell me too. I'm not a bad person Karl you know this" He says looking right into my eyes. "Right..Plus one night stands are kinda our thing right?" He looks shocked I brought it up. "Not the time to talk about the past Karlos" He says pushing me onto my back. He removes my boxers and his. He holds my hips down and slides onto me. I throw my head back and let out a groan. "Sexy" He says and he starts to bounce.

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Okay I cannot write anymore of that. I'm physically hating on myself rn. So you horny fucks can go master baste somewhere else. This is just- ew
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George pulls off of me. We are both a panting mess. "This is seriously our last time doing this George. Fourth of July is not 'it's time to fuck the homies time' even though we've been doing it since we finished High school. It needs to stop George we need to move on from this part of our lives. We need to get boyfriends or partners. It was good while it lasted but we shouldn't." I say standing uo and sliding on some clothes. "I'll go run a shower for you" George sits up. He looks sad. "I'm not mad George, we should've stopped it the first time. But we were young and weren't scared of anything. But I really want this band to go and get big and I can't have word getting out that we are fucking. So it's for the best" He nods. "So we'll never bring this up again. We will tell Alex and thats it okay? We don't want word getting out. Since you aren't out to the world yet." He nods and slips on sweatshirt and boxers and follows me to the washroom.

George he's great and all. But me and him could never date. We just hook up sometimes. But that's all. It's a secret within the band. It'll never leave this group.

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Ooooo, past~
On a real note. KNF<<<DNF&Karlnap. Like all the way. KNF makes me want to jump of the nearest cliff.
I didn't like writing that at all and I'm so glad it's done and over with.

Did this take a week to make? Yes it did. Do I like it? Not at all. Do I care? No.

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