Cupid (DNF + Karlnap)

Chapter 63: Shouting

George POV.

“That asshole.” I grumbled, crossing my arms and glaring at the door that he had just walked out of. I wanted to follow him and see what was going on, to see what it was that Techno was yelling at Sapnap and Karl about, but I had to admit that he did have a point with the sore legs thing, since there was a constant aching that thumped through my lower back downwards.

And to add on another annoyance I now had no pillows, I threw them all at Dream and now my bed was flat, something which I knew wouldn’t be comfortable. I groaned, it was all Dream’s fault that I was now pillow-less, since he had decided to be rude before he left.

I laid there in pain and agony for probably hours before the door eventually slid open and the blond shuffled back in. He seemed to be lost in thought, not acknowledging me or the pillows that were scattered around because of him. Dream just stepped past everything on the floor and moved over to his desk, almost in a trance.

“Excuse me.” I spoke firmly, annoyed that my ‘soulmate’ was ignoring me while I was suffering. Dream looked over towards me. "Can you give me my pillows?"
"Why are they all on the floor?" He asked, brows furrowing. "Surely they didn't fall."
"You made me throw them at you." I explained.

"Sure I did." He was amused and rolled his eyes, having momentarily pushed away his intent thinking about whatever he had been thinking about. The blond threw the pillows at me one at a time before ambushing me with a kiss. It was attractive, I pushed forward with a rush of excitement and deepened the contact.

Eventually he pulled away from me, moving to sit himself beside me with a hand moving to rest on my lap. “Was that a good ‘I’m sorry’ for making you throw the pillows?” He asked, and I took a few long seconds to think over it.
“No.” I eventually shook my head. “I think I might need another kiss.”

The blond seemed fine with that, and we kissed again before cuddling up. “So what was Techno mad about?” I questioned, leaning into my soulmate.”Did Karl and Sapnap touch his food or something?” That was the most likely thing to have happened.

“No clue.” Dream solemnly explained. “Something about a guy called Phil or something, apparently he is Techno’s dad or something.”
“Techno has a dad?” Now that was a surprise, somehow it was even more surprising than our best friend being an angel.

“Did you think he wouldn’t have one? You know everything that he says about orphans.”
“We’ve just never met him before. He’s never mentioned his father either. And surely all of those orphan things are just jokes… right?” I was unsure, looking over for an answer which Dream didn’t seem prepared to give.

"Whoever he is, it seems as though he is famous, both Sapnap and Karl know him." The blond told me. His gaze was no longer on me yet he held me in his arms. "Perhaps Techno’s father is some form of celebrity." It was a logical suggestion that Dream had come to and I nodded along with it with an agitated look on his face.

"He's the son of someone famous and never told us?" That was rude of him. I'd been using Dream's money for years, yet Techno was the son of an ultra-famous guy. And so I was just some broke British guy with two rich American friends.
"Well he isn't a famous person, he seems to be a famous angel."

"So he's the son of someone famous, angelic, rich, and probably powerful."
"Now you are exaggerating. We know nothing about this Phil guy, he might not be rich and he might not be powerful." Dream reminded me. That was true, but you can't hate me for dreaming that I have two people who could pay for everything.

"Maybe we should go and ask him some more." I suggested. "We could find out about his family. Perhaps alongside having some famous father he might have a cousin who is a supermodel, or a brother who is a scientist."

"Why would you want that?" Dream questioned. "Someone who is like Techno but scarily intelligent… more scarily intelligent."
"Well maybe I want a model." I pointed out. "Someone handsome to date."

I didn't actually want that. I was getting quite close
“True, but an attractive supermodel would be really nice. Imagine me with someone like that wrapped around my arm.” I cooed, allowing my eyes to flutter.

“You would never.” He pointed out, kissing me once again, and seeing that I couldn’t help but nod. Of course I would never. I kissed back at him again.
“So do we want to ask him?” I asked. “Or should we just stay here?”

“Maybe it’ll be best to let him blow off steam. He may be annoyed about what is going on with Karl and Sapnap.” I huffed, since I did think that it would be funny to get the chance to meet an attractive supermodel Techno, even if I wouldn’t be dating him.

Sapnap POV.

I refuse to believe that Philza is like that. I refuse to believe that Techno is telling the truth about his relationship with the Head Cupid. It felt unrealistic after all of the years I had worked under him, after all of the good things that he had done for humans.
“He’s a prick.” Techno continued, as though reading the uncertainty in my mind.

“I still don’t know if I can fully believe that, Techno.” Karl explained, reading my mind, just like Techno had seemingly done. “I hate to be rude, but we’ve known him for years and he has always been so kind and supportive to both of us.”

Techno sighed, giving a reluctant nod to my soulmate. “I guess I can understand that.” He said, seeming to have a hint of sadness in his tone, balancing out the monotone nobleness. “Your experiences with him can easily counteract mine.” Then his gaze narrowed into a glare again. “Just don’t ever mention me to him again.”

“We won’t, I promise.” Karl was apologetic, his hand moving to the door. His gaze lowered so that he wouldn’t make eye contact with the pinkette, when it seemed as though neither of them had anything to say he pushed the door fully shut.
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