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Karl was stood in the kitchen of someone's house, his lips locked in with a girl whose name slips his mind, having her pinned against the counter as the heavy heat between them grew. Only for Karl to pull away before things got anymore heated.
It was rather evident that this wasn't the first time this had happened. Far from it actually, as Karl had a shaky memory of a girl giving him head when he was 18. In all actuality, he barely remembers it happening, but he does remember having an argument with one of his closest friends, Chris, the next day. Turns out the girl was Chris's girlfriend and she made up some lies to keep her relationship with him.
But it wasn't long after that before Chris found out the truth, gained some senses and broke it off with the crazy bitch. He had apologized to Karl the day after but... Things were just never the same.
Karl was snapped out of his thoughts when the nameless girl once again pulled him closer, trying to lock lips with him again. But his reaction was quick, and he managed to dodge another kiss from her.
"Please stop miss. I don't wanna keep going anymore. I know what you want, but I have no intent on fucking right now." Karl stated, lacking his own filter as he moved away. "If you want a quick fuck, look for someone else."
Said girl only huffed in offense before leaving him, and Karl would've felt guilty if he was sober then. But he isn't sober, and he can't seem to really think of anything nor anyone other than his best friend.
Even more so now. Every time he kisses someone, it's always him that comes to mind, and Karl can't help himself from wondering just how fun it must be to kiss him, feel his possibly chapped lips against his own soft ones, run his fingers through his hair as the air got heated with the tension between them.
But he couldn't do that. Especially not after what happened. Which opted him to start avoiding his younger friend in the first place.
That being an event where the two friends fought, which occurred a few days prior to the party that Karl had attended. Only this time, they didn't have a make up sweater to keep them glued together til the problem was resolved. No, instead their fight ended with Sapnap admitting that he hated Karl, which was greatly upsetting to Karl, and made him leave Sapnap alone, not letting him get a word in as he ran off, tears escaping his eyes as he felt the pain in his chest grow from the words, those damned words circling around his head.
Frankly, he hated it. But he believed that avoiding the situation at hand, which in this case, avoiding his friend, was a good enough way to repress all the mixed and strange feelings he felt and make them leave.
How was he to know that it'd only make things much worse than before?
He let out a sigh as he reminisced the countless times he avoided calls and confrontations and just... Sapnap in general.
As if they hadn't recently just happened.
He knew Sapnap was growing worried but, he just couldn't bring himself to talk to him.
Karl quietly cursed under his breath, hands moving to grip at his hair, trying to rid himself the memories. Only for that damned headache of his to grow worse.
He needed to leave the dumb stupid party and finally just... Go home, and try to get some sleep if he could.
And so with nearly zero percent of a brain cell, Karl pulled out his phone and called the last person he probably should have, Sapnap. His subconsciousness and want to hear the soft tired voice, practically taking over as the phone rang.
The whole few seconds of ringing immediately made Karl panic slightly, as he gained slight soberness and start second guessing his decision of talking to Sapnap.
Only, when Karl decided to hang up, that's when Sapnap picked up, his voice a strange mix of concern, worry, and relief.
"Karl? Oh my god dude. Please tell me this is you and you're alive."
"Y- Yeah... It's me I- I'm fine..." Karl mumbled in response, his voice soft and shaky.
"I- Are you okay?" Sapnap asked, voice growing soft as he noticed the shakiness in Karl's voice.
Karl only sniffled, before responding with a quiet, bitter, and tearful laugh, blissfully ignoring the question in his tipsy haze.
"I- Sapnap. I- I want you to know that I'm sorry for not picking up the phone. And now, here I am I guess... Asking you for a ride home, and away from a girl whose name I don't even know." Karl had confessed to him.
"And I'm sorry for all the things I said. When I was pissed and not in my normal head. Can you not tell my mom and I won't tell your dad? I'd say we're just two boys in love..." He laughed bitterly at that. "And what's so bad about that, right?"
He could practically hear Sapnap frowning through the phone, not paying much mind to the fact that Karl himself was crying, tears leaking at the corner of his eyes as small hiccups escaped his lips.
Karl felt trapped again, in his own little bubble, unaware of his surroundings as he cried in the middle of a party, ignored by the mostly drunk college students around him.
His mind was swirling even more and he was half tempted to blame the fact that he hasn't exactly slept for the past few days, spending his nights completely restless, all with thoughts of just... Sapnap.
It wasn't til moments later that he was pulled out of his bubble of thoughts and back to reality, a pair of hands holding onto him, a body pressed against his own as he was lead away from the loud noises, clearly being taken outside.
He could barely process what was happening til he heard a familiar voice, not that far from him, although it sounded so... Blurry... Like he was underwater, and he was finding it quite hard to breathe.
The voice seemed to be helping though.
And it was til moments later that things cleared up, the voice now recognizable as Sapnap's, now asking him if he was fine.
"I'm fine now Sap..." Karl sniffled, stumbling on his own two feet. "I- I just wanna go home."
Sapnap nodded at the request, before leading him over to his car, the two going in. And from there, it was a quiet journey to Karl's place.
Well, almost a completely quiet journey...
"I- I didn't mean it you know?" Sapnap mumbled as he reached Karl's street. "When I- When I said I hated you? It's not true..."
"I guess I- I got carried away with the argument. And..." Sapnap let out a soft sigh. "God, you might not even remember this tomorrow but Karl I- I think I love you... Romantically... Like a lot..."
Karl's eyes widened as the car halted, right by Karl's house.
It was quiet in the car, as Karl captured Sapnap's glance, looking over to find him looking at him.
And the next thing Karl knew, he was leaning over in what could have been a drunken haze, before pressing his lips against Sapnap's own.
It was short, and Karl found himself leaving a bittersweet taste of alcohol and himself against his best friend's lips as he pulled away.
There was a moment of silence between them as Karl stared at Sapnap with half lidded, tired eyes, before he wordlessly left the car, leaving Sapnap speechless and frozen, processing and trying to wrap his head around what had just happened.