Cupid (DNF + Karlnap)

Chapter 17: Dream Team Household

Karl POV.

"Hey Sapnap, are you free?" I asked, knocking gently on the door. "I understand that you may be unpacking but I was wanting to talk with you." Almost immediately the ravenette responded.
"Of course you can come in." He responded and I smiled, opening the door.

The ravenette was standing by the bed, unpacking his clothes. He was not trying too hard to make everything neat and after shutting the door behind me I went to help him. "What are you wanting, baby?" He questioned, glancing over at me as he spoke.
"Just wanting to talk to you, and it seems you need my help to unpack."

"Thank you." He said, blushing awkwardly at the fact that he needed my help, but easily allowing me to take over from him.
"George was talking to me again." I stated, brows furrowed as I focused on folding a shirt which had crumbled in the bag. "I fear his crush is getting worse."

"Oh." The ravenette responded. He seemed upset about the fact that George was interested in me. But he did not say anything else, instead just letting me continue to talk.
"I was trying to look through this book to set up romantic dates for him and Dream, but he thought I just grabbed it as a tourist. I managed to play it off."

He nodded at my explanation. "Good, it would be bad if he found out we were dating." I just nodded, regretting the fact that I had ever made the suggestion that the two of us were not dating. It did seem that it helped us grow closer to Dream and George, but at what cost? I couldn't stay in the same room as my soulmate overnight.

My hands moved away from the clothes I had been holding, going to hold him and he gave a small smile. "I'm going to miss not being able to sleep beside you."
"And I'm going to miss that too." We leaned into each other and kissed, keeping our movements soft and loving against one another.

He lifted me up, setting me on the bed and our hands moved to hold one another, kissing at one another desperately. "Sap-" I said, pulling away with my lips parted. "We need to be quiet-" I cut myself off to kiss him again. "-They could hear us."

"I know sweetheart." He responded, taking my hands in his own and warming them with his heat. "But you can not expect me to last however many weeks without you beside me." I couldn't help but blush as he moved to connect our lips, laying me down with a gentle touch.
"Just... be careful." I hesitated, before giving him permission to keep going.

George POV.

"You are so desperate." Dream repeated, and I glared at him for the fifth or sixth time in the last few minutes. My gaze narrowed in annoyance at him, since I had poured my heart out about Karl and he hadn't taken me seriously. I stood up from the bed and watched as he turned and looked towards the computer.

"How am I desperate?" I asked him. "It's not desperate for a man to develop a crush Dream." He hummed, showing that he was listening to me however he didn't respond. "Unless you have an actual reason to call me desperate."
"You've been rambling about him for the past five minutes." He noted.

"I-" I cut myself off, glaring at the blond. "Nevermind. I'm going to go and talk to Techno, or maybe I will see if Karl wants to hang out.."
"You should tell Techno what you told me." Dream smiled. "He needs a laugh today." I rolled my eyes, thinking that he was annoying.

When I stepped out of the room I shut the door behind me, making sure to slam it so the blond and anyone else in the house would know I was annoyed. Part of me considered going to find Karl, but I didn't just to show Dream that I was not obsessed with him.

I returned to my room, curling myself up on the bed with a laptop. Since I had nothing better to do I began to look over posts online coming out of the convention. People were all talking about how they enjoyed the convention, and many of them were posting photos of them meeting with me. To distract myself from my annoyance I commented on a lot of them.

For a while I waited, just allowing myself to interact with fans, up until there was another knock on the door. "You can come in." I stated, not glancing over as I continued to type out my messages from on the bed. The door opened and in stepped Dream. I was still annoyed at the fact that he had accused me of being in love and so I glared at him.

"It's almost dinner time." He explained, as though I didn't know that. "Since none of us   can be bothered cooking, and since we have guests, I was going to order takeout. What do you want?"
"I'm not sure." I responded with a shrug, thinking aloud. "Maybe something spicy like Indian."

He wordlessly nodded at what I said, seemingly noting it down on his phone. "So what are you wanting specifically?"
"I'm not sure." I shrugged, truth be told I didn't know what I wanted. Usually Dream was good enough to be able to guess what I wanted, a special skill of his.

"How about we get a platter to share? That way you have twice as many options." He offered, glancing up at me. I nodded, liking what he had said.
"And add some cheesy garlic naan and a rice dish." I added on, and he nodded.

"I will come and get you when all the food has arrived." Then he walked out of the room, giving a gentle smile before shutting the door behind him. When I was alone I took a moment to smile to myself before realising what was going on and burying my head back down on my lap. I continued to message my fans and thank them for coming.

For a while I was waiting patiently for the blond to return to bring me dinner, continuing to message fans before eventually getting bored. I opened a new tab and began googling things to do in Florida.
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... wait worlds? How are there 1084 worlds in one Wattpad chapter? Weird.