Karl x Chris Oneshots

Cuddles

Genre
•Fluff 

takes place in the "I'm Giving My Friend $1 For Every 1,000 Views This Video Gets" (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YSoJPA8-oHc) i changed stuff up of course cause... it's fanfiction

-karl's perspective-

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chris and i stood in the middle of the red duct tape circle, it was only an hour in and i was getting impatient. i heard someone walking to our room and turned to the door, jimmy made his way in with a wall of balloons. he got it set up while i looked at chris with a confused expression.

"pop a balloon." jimmy said as he handed chris a dart.

"DARTS!" chris shouted before throwing the dart he was given, it popped one of the pink balloons.

"each balloon has a note." jimmy stated. "chris, you just got a kite."

"yayy i got a kite." chris said unenthusiasticlly.

"it's inside, why are you happy?" jimmy asked while peering at the camera.

"we can just run around the circle and make it fly." chris smiled and looked at me, which made my heart flutter. damnit chris, why must you be so nice? jimmy had given chris the kite by the time i had been brought back to reality by him saying my name.

"karl, pop a balloon." jimmy said as he handed me a dart. i took it and aimed it at one of the yellow balloons, i hit it with ease.

"Ouu," i said with a smile on my face, surprised that i even hit a balloon.

"here we go." jimmy said as he picked up the small piece of paper. "giant beanbag chair." jimmy said while looking at the camera. i looked over to chris as he looked at me, we both had a huge smile.

"broo!" chris slightly raised his voice and turned to bear hug me, i was engulfed and had no choice other than hugging back, which i would have done either way.

"yes!" i cheered, we were going to have something to lay on!

"yeah it's definitely not second yellow don't do that." chris called out the door so tyler and tareq could hear. i giggled a little, and hoped the camera didn't pick it up. jimmy left for 20 seconds and came back with a beanbag that took up the whole circle.

"oh my gosh, this is huge." he said as he rolled it into our room. chris and i helped him get it into the circle, making sure not to step out of it in the process.

"enjoy your beanbag, i'll see you guys later." jimmy said as he began to close the door.

"byee!" i said before it was fully closed.

"so, what do we do know karl?" chris said, the thought of being with him alone in the room made my stomach do flips, again.

"i- i don't know, sit on the beanbag?" i mentally slapped myself for stuttering before chris grabbed me and pushed me onto the beanbag.

"shut up and maybe we can relax." he smiled, i tried to smile as i was internally suffering.

"y-yeAh, yup." my voice cracked.

"jesus, calm down karl, i'm not going to bite." chris said as he sat down next to my laying figure.

"shut up." i slightly blushed and turned my head. chris rolled his eyes and laid down as well, my arm behind his neck and his leg between mine. a couple minutes later we heard footsteps again, as the door opened chris moved his leg, but i didn't have time to move my arm. jimmy walked in with a camera pointed at us, once he saw the position he looked rather confused but i played it cool and smiled the best i could, not acknowledging anything.