《karlnap and dnf stuff》karlnap
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Karl had enough.
His absolutely horrific roommate, had decided it was funny to exchange milk for orange juice, ruining Karls breakfast.
He also left his coffee mug on Karls essay that he he had to hand in next period and of course there was a big circle of coffee residue marking the paper.
Frustrated Karl unlocked his tablet, hit print on the document once more, promising himself to never leave his essays on the kitchen table again.
At least his morning shower couldn't be ruined, right? He took off his clothes, stepped under the shower head and turned on the water, just to find out Sapnap had used up all the hot water. And if that wasn't enough he forgot his towel in his room.
So drenched in cold water, only somewhat wrapped in his sleeping shirt he bursted into Sapnaps room. "I fucking hate you!", he went off, "You're the most selfish, bitch I ever met, get your fucking act together or find someone who'll keep up with it!"
He was about to slam the door, when Sapnap quietly mumbled: "Oh"
"What 'oh'?", he asked loudly and looked back at Sapnap. He actually looked sorry.
"I thought little pranks would better our relationship", Sapnap said, looking down, "I heard you were friends with Quackity and he always pulls pranks on people, so I thought that might be a good way to get closer to you"
"And ruining my essay cover and ruining my morning shower is a prank?", Karl asked, "I'd understand the orange juice thing, but you weren't even there to reveal that it was a prank!" "Cause you- you looked mad. I'm sorry, I don't like when people yell and I can't handle confrontation very well", Sapnap replied, fidgeting with the fabric of his shirt.
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When Karl didn't say anything, he started to quickly explain: "I don't know what you mean with the essay thing, but I'm sorry and I just turned the water to cold, I didn't even take a shower today yet. So- So just turn it back to warm and you'll be good to go. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be a bad roommate"
Karl almost felt sorry for going off on him so harshly. The way Sapnap seemed nervous and hurt from being yelled at, took Karl by surprise and suddenly he felt like the bad guy. "This was all a bad idea, I'm really sorry", Sapnap added and Karls eyes widened when he saw how Sapnaps hands were shaking.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you", he said quickly and Sapnap tried to give him a smile: "No, it's fine, you had every right to."
Overwhelmed by the situation Karl hesitated, before slowly closing the door when he left.
A moment he stopped and suddenly heard a sniff from inside the room, then a sigh and a sob. Okay, now he felt even worse.
Sapnap meant everything to be funny, he didn't intent to be mean.
Quickly Karl went into his room, dried himself up with a towel, before putting on a fresh set of clothes. Screw his seminar.
He walked back to Sapnaps room, knocked and slowly opened the door.
Sapnap quickly wiped his tears away, turned away. "Hey, uhm... Do you wanna go and get breakfast with me? I'm sorry for being so mean.", Karl said quietly and walked closer to Sapnap, who just couldn't get his tears to stop flowing down his cheeks.
He hugged him, felt how Sapnap quickly hugged him back, clearly needing this.
"I went to far, I'm sorry", Karl mumbled, one hand coming up to the back of Sapnaps head, holding him gently.
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And while Karl just felt bad for making his roommate cry, Sapnap felt like his heart was gonna explode. He was hugging his crush.
He had liked Karl for so long and had been pining over him for months, hugging him felt so unreal.
He felt Karl carefully nudging his chin, so he could wipe off the tears and Sapnap felt like he was about to faint. "You're so pretty", he mumbled, blushed hard when he realized he said that out loud. Karl looked at him surprised, chuckled when Sapnap covered his face with his hands. "I'm so sorry", he quickly apologized, "That was so awkward"
They fell silent for a minute, till Karl nudged his shoulder. "Is that why you wanted us to get closer?", he asked and Sapnap nodded, embarrassment coloring his face dark red, "Well, that breakfast thing could be a date and we could hang out more, if you want."
"Don't pity date me", Sapnap mumbled and Karl put an arm around his shoulders. "I don't wanna pity date you. You just seem like someone I don't know enough yet and who knows, maybe it works out", Karl replied, "I know my yelling and stuff didn't really promise a good start and this is probably a sudden decision, but I guess that's a good story to tell when we get married some day"
"Married?", Sapnap asked with big eyes.
"It's far fetched, but not impossible. So do you wanna go and get breakfast?"
Sapnap looked at him, as if he could figure out if he was serious or not, before he nodded. "Yeah, sure."
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Four years later.
"Do you want to marry the here present Karl Jacobs? Love and cherish him till death do you part?", the pastor asked and Sapnap smiled wide, nodding. "Yes, I do."
Karl wiped a tear off his cheek, when Sapnap pushed the ring onto his finger.
"You may kiss the groom"
They didn't need to hear it twice, leaned in for a long, loving kiss.
"I love you so much", Karl whispered, gently holding Sapnaps face in his hands.
"I love you too, darling, more than anything"
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