Karl's P.O.V
Quackity, Sapnap, and I were fiancées. We lived together in a small house and were currently sitting on the couch.
I was watching the T.V. upside down next to Sapnap and Quackity was scrolling on his phone on Sapnap's other side. He looked up at me. "Don't sit like that, you'll get a headache." His voice was slightly strained and quieter than usual. He'd been like this since Sapnap, George, and I had started Kinoko Kingdom.
"Thanks for taking care of me." I giggled and sat up properly. I hummed. "You know, I love you guys."
Quackity visibly tensed and sighed, his voice cracking as he spoke. "I can't- Fuck, I can't fucking take this anymore." He stood up.
Sapnap raised an eyebrow at Quackity's outburst. "What's going on, man? You're acting weird."
"It's just that." Quackity sighed. I looked at him in confusion. He continued.
"I'm always 'man' or 'dude' or 'bro' to you and Karl is 'love' or 'sunshine' or 'gorgeous'. I feel disconnected. And then you two started Kinoko without me...I just don't feel important. I feel like deadweight. And I don't want to drag you two down any more."
Sapnap's expression softened, and he stood up. "Quackity, you're not deadweight. You're important to us. The whole 'man' or 'bro' thing – it's just how I talk, you know that. And Kinoko..." he hesitated, looking over at Karl.
I shifted uncomfortably and looked down. Quackity sighed. "I can't- I don't want to do this...this unbalanced relationship anymore."
Sapnap ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. "You're just going to give up? What happened to working through things together?"
"That ended when you started Kinoko." Quackity said with something close to a glare. "You start a nation- An entire fucking nation -and don't think to tell me or work with me. Instead, George is your solution. George. Not your fiancé. George." I looked up at Quackity, knowing what he said was true. Even if I hated it...
Sapnap flinched, guilt flashing across his face. "I didn't think you'd-" He cut himself off, pinching the bridge of his nose. "It wasn't like that, okay? It wasn't some deliberate choice to push you away or replace you."
"Well you did." Quackity snapped. "I'm holding you two back. You and Karl are the perfect pairing. I couldn't possibly make your relationship any better than it already is." He turned away. "I'm sorry, but my decision is final."
I spoke in a choked up voice. "You don't...You don't really mean that, do you?"
Sapnap's expression shifted to pure panic, eyes wide as he grabbed Quackity's arm. His voice was pleading. "Quackity, please. Don't do this. We can work this out, we can-"
I stood up as well as Quackity moved away from Sapnap. "I'm not happy." He said insistently. "I think we all knew poly wasn't going to work out..."
Sapnap backed off, hurt and frustration in his eyes. He tried to stay strong, crossing his arms defensively. "That's bullshit, Quackity. You're not just going to throw everything away because we... because I made a mistake."
"I need somebody who can pay attention to what I need," Quackity spoke, clearly yet carefully. "I don't want someone who won't pay attention to me unless I tell them they're being neglectful."
I hated that I saw where he was coming from. It would be easier to say he was delusional, but he was right...Poly was complicated. Especially when you're all engaged.
Sapnap clenched his jaw, trying to stay composed. "So you're ending our relationship because I wasn't attentive enough?"
"No. Because neither of you were attentive enough. You're completely infatuated with each other and I don't want to get in the way of the long, happy, romantic relationship I know is in the near future for you." Quackity replied in a firm yet remorseful voice.
Sapnap's shoulders slumped, his expression pained. "You're not... getting in the way. You're a part of our relationship too, you're not just some side piece we use when we need you. I never wanted to make you feel like that."
"Well I do." Quackity said. He stepped backwards and took off both of the engagement rings with our initials on them...I held my breath, expecting him to toss them to the ground. But he simply slid them into his pocket before turning. "I'll pack my things."
Sapnap stood frozen, watching silently as Quackity turned away. A moment after he exited the room, Sapnap sat down heavily on the couch and buried his face in his hands, frustration and regret etched in his features.
I moved closer to Sapnap on the couch. "What do we do...?" I asked him in an undertone, pulling one of his hands from his face and holding it in both of mine.
Sapnap didn't look up, his voice thick with emotion. "I don't know... I don't know why I didn't notice... why I wasn't paying attention to him..."
"It wasn't you." I consoled him. "It was us. I should have been a better fiancé. We should have done better. But we made a mistake and this is one of the ones we can't undo." My voice was quiet and sad, yet resolute.
Sapnap leaned into me, wrapping his arms around my waist and burying his face in my chest, his shoulders shaking slightly as a few choked sobs escaped. He seemed incredibly fragile in this moment, completely unlike his usual self.
I held him close to me and let a few silent tears fall from my eyes. A few minutes later, Quackity appeared with a backpack slung over a shoulder and his beanie in his hand. He looked back at Sapnap and I on the couch before moving to the door. His hand rested on the doorknob. "I'm sorry it had to end this way. Goodbye." He murmured before opening the door and...just leaving.
Sapnap pulled away from my chest, sitting up straight. There were tear tracks on his cheeks, and he sniffled as he tried to stop himself from completely breaking down. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but no words came. Before he could try again, Quackity was already gone.
Soo that was short, lol.
Just a bit of daily angst, ykyk
I had planned to make this longer, but lost motivation, so go ahead and take the lil update :D
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