《karlnap and dnf stuff》karlnap
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Sapnap was a stress baker.
Whenever something bothered him or when he couldn't deal with situations, he'd bake.
Bread, cookies, muffins, cakes, cake pops.
Dream knew about it, George knew about it. Hell, even Punz knew!
But Karl didn't.
And when Sapnap visited and suddenly started to bake everyday, he was horribly confused.
It was Sapnap's fifth day at Karl's place and today he decided on chocolate muffins, cause Karl once mentioned he liked them.
Karl sat on the counter, watching the other mixing all the ingredients to a smooth doug.
"Why are you baking so much?"
Sapnap's face felt hot.
"Why do you wanna know? Does it taste bad?", he asked quickly, stopping his movements.
"No! God, you're an amazing Baker! But I've never seen someone baking this much.", Karl replied, "I also love that you bake all my favorites by the way."
Sapnap went on with his preparations.
Placed the muffin tins on the baking tray, preheated the oven.
"I'm a stress baker.", Sapnap confessed, before quickly holding a spoon into Karls direction, chocolate doug on it, "Do you mind try-?"
Karl took the spoon, before Sapnap could even end his sentence.
"Of course I'll try!"
He licked the doug of the spoon and smiled.
"This is amazing, I swear to god."
"Thank you."
"So you're a stress baker? Why are you stressed right now?", Karl then asked.
"You know, I should really get to filling these tins.", Sapnap said, ignoring the question.
"Hey! Don't ditch my question, are you uncomfortable here?"
"No! No, absolutely not. I'm having a good time, it's just... I-", he stopped mid-sentence, "forget about it, it's all fine."
Karl slid off the counter, hugged Nick from behind, felt him tense.
"Is it me? Am I doing something wrong?"
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"No, I'm the problem. My heart is."
"What do you mean."
"It's stressful when you're around your crush all day.", Sapnap's voice was quiet, shaking even.
Karl looked at him with wide eyes.
"You like me me?"
"How could I not?"
Suddenly Karl giggled, hugged Sapnap tighter.
"You're so cute, that's why you baked my favorites?"
Sapnap went red in the face, nodded.
"I thought you'd like that."
"I do like that, I also like you a lot."
Sapnap nearly dropped his spoon into the muffin tin.
"Really?"
He turned around in Karls arms, hurriedly.
"Yes, how couldn't I?", Karl asked with a soft smile, "But I didn't have the courage to ask you out."
"You're messin' with me.", Sapnap said, looking down at the floor, "You just try to not hurt my feelings. You don't have to do that."
Karl placed both of his hands on Sapnap's cheeks, gently forced him to look up at him.
"I'm not messing with you. I'd kiss you right now if you'd let me."
Sapnap blushed.
"I- I should really finished these muffins.", he mumbled, heart racing.
"So you don't want me to kiss you?"
"I- Yes- I mean no! No wait- I-"
Nick sighed, collecting himself.
"If you're messing with me, just don't, but if you really mean it...", he looked away, "Then yes... I want a kiss."
Karl chuckled, before he leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on Sapnaps lips.
He pulled away too soon, made Nick chase his lips, when he broke away.
"Can- can I get another one?"
"You can get all the kisses you want."
With these words, Karl kissed him once more, this time longer and without any rush.
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The kiss tasted like chocolate and shy love.
"God, I love you.", Sapnap sighed when they broke away from the kiss, regretting it straight after, covering his red face with his hands when he realized that it was way to early to say something like that.
Karl took his wrists softly and pulled them away from Nicks face.
He giggled.
"It's okay, I love you too."
Sapnaps heart felt like it'd jump out of his chest any second and all the words had left his head.
Karl understood, just kissed him again.
And Sapnap decided, this would be his new favorite activity; Kissing his boyfriend over and over again.
(Yes, he finished the muffins and Karl really enjoyed them)
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