𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊*͛ ͙͛ ⁑͛⋆͛*
karl honestly doesn't know if foolish is awake.
sapnap is asleep, though he just had a sleep attack so he'll probably come to in a moment, but karl's gaze caught on his best friend across the room and he actually thinks the brunette has knocked out.
they're all at dream's house for christmas, since they've spent most of their day with families and are now getting in friend-time. dream and sapnap's moms both left the house to go back to sapnap's because they wanted to sit by the fireplace, and karl isn't going to mention it but he saw them holding hands when they left past the window.
punz is sitting up on dream's couch, all relaxed and smiley, and foolish is sitting on the floor between his legs. the brunette's cheek is pressed into punz's thigh while the blond cards his fingers methodically through the other's long hair, and karl has a feeling that the repetitive movements have sent foolish to sleep.
"and we got to speak to cara this morning," dream continues to yap on about his day. karl smiles at him in response. the brunette's hand has been tugged into dream's lap, where the blond is now tracing the lines of his palm while he rambles. the feeling is so soft and tickling that karl feels a bit drowsy himself. "sapnap and lola called her at christmas dinner, and obviously george was there too."
"sapnap was not impressed when her boyfriend leaned in to say hi," george says with a laugh. the chuckle makes him move slightly, minutely jolting sapnap's head in his lap, and the ravenette groans unhappily. george mutters a sweet sorry before stroking a gentle thumb over sapnap's cheekbone in some sort of apology.
" 'm awake now," sapnap mumbles, more of a complaint than anything, but he still turns to hide his face against george's stomach as if he wants to sleep again. it makes karl smile, so fond of their love.
"well if you're awake then we can do presents," george says, excited. his words seem to pour energy through sapnap's soul, as the ravenette rolls over to grin up at the brit.
karl glances back at foolish and his heart goes gooey at the sight of punz dropping a hand to his boyfriend's shoulder and squeezing slightly. he watches as foolish blinks his eyes open, looking confused as he leans his head back to look up at punz, who just smiles down at him. the subtle waking up is so discreet that no one else seems to notice as sapnap and george sit up and start sorting through their presents.
karl lets foolish have his moment of peace while he comes back to the world around him, choosing to focus on sapnap and george instead as they swap gifts and start pulling off the wrapping at the same time.
"we agreed to do cheaper presents this year," george says, glancing up at the rest of the group so they know he is talking to them. karl nods understandingly, getting the fact that george doesn't want them to think they both just put no effort in.
george is first to get the paper fully off, looking down at the small ceramic dishes in his hand.
"i got plain ones so we can force dream to paint them," sapnap says, forgetting about unwrapping his own gift as he leans over to point down at the white jewellery trays. "so we can make them match however we like and put our promise rings in them when we have to take them off, and it's cute and coupley but dream still gets to third wheel because he painted them."
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twelve days of christmas
Fanfiction"𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖎𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖞 𝖎 𝖉𝖎𝖉𝖓'𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖞𝖔𝖚." or, in which a relapse and some miscommunication threaten to jeopardise karl and dream's relationship before they even make it to their one-year anniversary. *͛ ͙͛ ⁑͛⋆͛* 𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖓�...