Cupid (DNF + Karlnap)

Chapter 43: Talking and Thinking

"Dream is talkin' bout dat ass and thinkin' bout dat ass." -Ezra, who still isn't doing his job.
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Dream POV.

Something tickled me, brushing against my neck and I adjusted myself to try and get the strange feeling to go away. It remained though, and so I cautiously opened my eyes before blushing as I saw that it was George, the man of my dreams, sleeping on top of me. “Holy shit.” I whispered, my voice breathy and eyes wide.

My body was tense, shocked at the idea that he was sleeping on me, and my arms were near him, wrapped snugly around his waist. Although I was shocked at first I decided not to move and just allow him to continue resting peacefully. It was a sacrifice I was all too happy to make at this point in time.

I laid there and listened to his breathing while wandering through my own thoughts. Most of them did involve George, however I often decided to distract myself by listing my ideas for videos and the things I needed to do today. Most of these ideas did lead me back to George though in the end.

My best friend was, well he was the centre of my life and so I couldn’t avoid him that easily. I'd been talking and gaming with him since we were teenagers, helped each other establish our YouTube channels, slept in the same bed with him multiple times, and lived together.

Our lives were intertwined together in a way that was different to our entwinement with Techno. He had started streaming before he met us, and had befriended other streamers (and entertainers of all sorts) during that time.

The way that he was laying with me, plus the comments while we were eating, and the way his foot touched mine, made me feel as though he surely loved me. Yet George was an idiot and often didn't show his feelings clearly, perhaps it was just a game to him, or a sign of friendship. I had to try and figure out while I decoded George’s behaviour.

But even that was hard to distinguish. He didn't show those signs of friendship to Techno, our other best friend. The most physical contact either of us had with Techno was us patting him on the back after he won MCC. But perhaps his sign of friendship changed on a case-by-case friendship. Who was I to know?

While I laid here I kept feeling more and more annoyed, all of my feelings changing and dancing around in my mind. I didn’t want to make any assumptions and it made me feel guilty that I was lying here and thinking about the boy that was still peacefully sleeping beside me. My brows furrowed and hands brushed themselves through his hair as I thought.

It made me feel bad that I was lying here, and eventually I decided that I wanted to go into the hallway and give myself some time to think alone, when I didn’t have his warm body curled against mine. My hands cautiously went to hold his back, moving him so that he would be lying alone on the bed before climbing out.

The room was dark, clearly it was still early, and I had to move slowly to avoid painfully bumping into anything. When I got into the hallway I sighed, shutting the door and leaning against the wall. The fabric of my shirt was quite thin and I felt the cold wall against my back. I took a few moments to sit there before my thoughts began.

Just more stuff about George, he was continuing to skip around my mind as though it was his home. I sighed to myself, allowing my eyes to screw shut as I rubbed my face. “George.” I whispered out, a complaint to both myself and him. “God, you are so annoying… I just want to be able to hold you… but you are so confusing, I don’t know if you want that…”

As I rambled to myself I continued thinking, except now I wasn’t thinking about George, the thoughts instead turned to Karl. I was still pissed at him, even though I know that he hasn’t really done anything to earn this hostility. Just the idea that he was George’s chosen love had made me bitter towards him.

I wanted to talk to him, even though I wasn’t sure what I wanted to say. Perhaps I would apologise to him for how I had been treating him over the past few days. Or perhaps I would tell him to break it off with George. Or perhaps instead I could tell him that I wanted him and Sapnap to find a hotel to stay in, since my hospitality was beginning to run short.

Even if we ignored the jealousy that I may or may not possess, I was annoyed with the way that every interaction with Karl made George miserable. Take their date for example, he came to me basically in tears afterwards. I wouldn’t allow my best friend to suffer through this in an attempt to make a random guy happy.

Before I talked to him though, it might be better to talk to Sapnap. Sapnap was Karl’s friend, and so maybe it would be good to voice all of my concerns to him. Perhaps Sapnap would be able to pass on a message, give Karl the hint to stay away from my best friend. Or perhaps he will apologise and find a new motel for them to stay in.

It was still early in the morning, and so I wouldn’t be surprised if the ravenette was asleep, but I still wanted to check since I had all of these thoughts laid out and was creating a decent speech. When moving over I walked with passion, however I hesitated on the door as I wasn’t sure if he was awake and I’d be able to talk to him.

Quietly, I knocked on the door of his room, not wanting to wake him if he was asleep, and not wanting to just barge in. But eventually I dared to open the door just a crack and see if Sapnap was awake. If he was, I’d knock louder to catch his attention, if he wasn’t I’d just leave.

Much to my shock though when I opened the door I spotted both him and Karl asleep in the same bed. “Holy shit.” I whispered. It showed me something, something which infuriated me. The idea that the two of them were sleeping together, shirtless, annoyed me since Karl was trying to have a relationship with George while seemingly in a relationship with Sapnap.

But that isn’t the only thing that caught me off guard. Behind Karl’s back were a pair of two twitching white… masses. I wasn’t sure what to call them but they were not natural. And as I looked closer I also noticed the way that Sapnap’s hands were glowing. They weren’t human.

“What the fuck?” I gasped out, not caring about keeping my voice down now. Both of them sat up, hearing my voice and seeming shocked. “What the fuck?” I questioned. “You… You’re not human.”
“Dream!” Karl attempted, hiding the white wings behind his back. “Please that’s not what-”

As he spoke he attempted to move and I backed away to the door. “Stay back.” I managed to avoid my voice shaking. “Whatever you are. I have a gun in my room and if either of you try to move I will shoot you.” It was a lie, but they didn’t know that.
“What? Shoot us!” Karl was shocked.

“But we’re your friends!” Sapnap pointed out, attempting to stand up before stopping as I took another step back. “We…” he didn’t finish his sentence, trailing off as he looked over towards Karl. I didn’t say anything else, instead just shutting the door before quickly going to warn Techno and George.
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