Boy in the bubble. || Karlnap ||

Chapter six.

School was usually a nightmare on mondays.
Everything from the classes, to just having to get out of bed in the morning after a long(ish), nice, weekend, was exhausting.
But surprisingly enough, I woke up before my alarmclock had the chance to ring.
I sprinted downstairs and ate my food, while my sleepy, and very confused mom watched.
She didn't say a word though, she just watched.
I, who was too busy shoving cereal into my mouth, didn't even notice her the slightest. As i finished, I put the bowl in the dishwasher, and went out to brush my teeth.
When I had done that and flossed, (I was the dentists favorite), I quickly went to the washing machine and grabbed Georges clothes my mom had promised to clean.
I folded them nicely and put them in the bag I carried my own clothes in last night.
It was slightly wet when i came home, so I made sure to throw it in the dryer for the night.
I got dressed quickly, found my backpack, (after struggling to find it for a while), and went outside to start my walk to school.

Huge puddles had formed everywhere the day before, and I had to cover myself with my arms everytime a car by to not get soaked.
I wish people would slow down, but at 7:30 in the morning, nobody gave a shit.
Eh, whatever. I suppose I couldn't blame them, since it's rare you'd see anyone excited at this time.
And that meant the other students at my school at least got something special to see today.
Cause I walked in the doors with a bright smile on my face, and a surprising amount of energy.
Compared to the other students, who by the way looked like they'd just been ran over by fifty loaded trucks in a row, I actually looked pretty normal.
Which was ironic, since I usually looked like shit after a weekend of suffering from the pain that got beaten into me the friday before.
But this friday hadn't been too bad. and even if it had, I'd probably just brush it aside.
Because today was the first day where I'd come to school, knowing i had a friend waiting for me.
George-

"-NotFound won't be able to attend class today, as he has gotten a serious case of the stomach flu, and needs to be checked at the hospital."

My smile dropped immediately as the teacher finished speaking and began handing our assignments out.
Oh.
Guess I wouldn't have a friend to talk to today.
My happiness faded away with my smile, and I worked in silence for the rest of the class. Normally I'd love to partner up with random classmates to help them, but today, I sat by myself.
I admit, it was sort of petty. Me being down because a friend was too sick to show up, was probably an overreaction.
I was just really looking forward to it, I was!
And now, as the hours slowly passed by and it became time for lunch, I had no George to talk to about the things I planned.

I sniffled slightly as I put down my food on an empty table.
I had probably planned too much.
Bet he thought I was a creep, or a wierdo.
Maybe he'd be right.
Nobody reacted the way I did to getting a new friend, unless they were completely obsessed with the person.
George surely told everyone he knew about how annoying I was, and how I was such a fool.
Soon, everyone would know about it, and whisper to eachother when I passed by.
In fact, it was probably only a matter of seconds before someone would pat on my shoulder and start laughing at my face.
That of course caused me to flinch when i felt someone actually tapping my shoulder.
I turned my head quickly too see who wanted my attention, but frooze when I locked eyes with them.

"Sapnap-?"

It came out sounding more confused than scared, which was honestly completely fine with me, as I didn't need people around me to think I was an easy target.
Honestly, I should have expected this.
But then again, Sapnap usually didn't Pick on me when everyone was looking.
The most public space he'd dare do it, was in the hallway when pretty much everyone had gone home.
So, I was pretty confused.
And it didn't help when Sapnap finally spoke up, and the words coming out of his mouth was nothing I'd ever expect.

"Care if I join you?"

What. The. Fuck? Pretty sure I actually gasped out loud in pure surprise.
The ravenette laughed at me, but continued to look like he was waiting for an answer.
Of course he couldn't be serious.
I mean, come on, he always beat me!
My face was proof!
But something in his eyes told me he might just be.
Something in his, deep, gorgeous eyes..
"Karl?"
I snapped out of it, and looked back at him.
Of course, my dumbass told him he was welcome to eat here, which I instantly regretted the moment he sat down.
I didn't want to talk to him, fearing he'd beat me up if I said one wrong word.
That meant I had to sit akwardly next to him and watch him as he ate his food.
He clearly noticed my staring, because he looked at me with a questioning expression painted across his face.
"Are you gonna eat or what? That is after all what lunch is for, Jacobs."
His voice sounded just as curious as he looked. Wierd, his way of speaking was diffrent from usual.
First of all, he didn't swear or call me any slurs. Already a big change there.
But second of all, he spoke in a much softer voice, almost sounding a bit sad or something in that direction.
It was certanly unexpected, but I wasn't going to complain.
When he looked like he was about to say something again, I hurriedly turned my focus to the food in front of me and started to eat a bit.
Not that I was that hungry, but I needed something to keep me alive through the day.
My appetite was also pretty non-existent, and it didn't really help that Sapnap was literally sitting next to me, and watching as I slowly consumed the shitty attempt on a burger the school had served.
I didn't say anything though, and just tried to mind my own business untill the bell finally rang

As I rushed out of the cantine, I managed to get a quick glance of Sapnap, who seemed to look slightly dissapointed.
Not that I cared or anything.
Not like I was about to go back and ask him what was wrong or something, no.
Why should I care?
He was always a bitch to everyone, he could be sad and I wouldn't even care.
Only problem is, I probably would.
And I probably already did when I saw something that, to me, looked like a bruise on his neck before.
Probably just a hickey, I tried to tell myself. He did seem like the type that got around quite a lot.
But what if it wasn't a hickey?
What if somebody hurt him?
For some reason, that thought bothered me.
I did my best to push it away as I began walking to my final class of the day.

Just turned out, that 'doing my best', clearly wasn't enough.

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Bit short, but whatever.

Sending love to everyone seeing this. Take care. <3

-Saturn

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