Karl would be the first to admit to you he was not the most observant person, not by a long shot. He had heard about this Nick guy. Just snippets of conversations that were drowned out by music playing in his ears as he walked the crowded hallways. Most of the things he heard were about how he had nearly half the cheerleader team swooning over him, due to the captain being one, taken and two, incredibly gay for Karl's friend. He had heard plenty about the football player, but he had never actually put a face to a name.
He shook his head as Alex's voice became less distant and more crisp in his ears.
"Yeah dude, cashier boy. Anyways, he kept pestering me about the calc homework and I myself don't get it, if I give him your number can you help him?" Alex started spinning is chair, the headset cord wrapping around him.
"You want me to help a guy that I've had a huge crush on for the past 2 months, with math homework," Karl stated slightly dumbfounded, "what is this? A cheesy teen rom com?" Karl leaned back anxiously in his chair, knocking back the last bit of his Pepsi and throwing a few skittles in his mouth.
He dwelled on the thought. Maybe this was his chance? A sign from the universe that it was now or never to get noticed properly by the cashier.
"I'll think about it," he interrupted the uncomfortable silence that had fallen over the call, "I need to go over it at least one more time before I'd be able to help someone with it," Karl finally decided. He was gonna hate himself for that one later.
"So am I good to give him your number or," Alex trailed off, "Karlos! This is a golden opportunity! Who cares if it sounds like some cheesy rom com, people will be jealous of what you guys have." Karl could almost hear the smug, shit eating grin on his friends face.
A smile tugged at Karl's lips, he looked at the low hanging sun that casted warm, orange hues over his bedroom. The sweet taste of sugar was still on his tongue, a thick build up of it sitting in his throat. He cough slightly to clear his throat.
"Yeah, yeah go ahead and give him my number," Karl gave a little sigh.
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Nick was hunched over his desk, hands tangled in his hair with frustration. He had totally nodded off during math yesterday and he had no clue how to do this. He stared impatiently at his phone where he was texting a small group chat.
We like men + Alex
Dream🥱
Nick just chill, he's not
going to think your stupid
Gogy👀
Yeah, Karls way nice!!!!
I'm gonna embarrass
myself
Alex🤪
He said he'd think about it.
he wants to make sure he gets
it before he teaches anyone
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The ravenette sighed and fell out of his chair. His curtains swayed forward, letting the chilly spring breeze into his room, raising the hairs on his arms and sending tingles down his spine. He heard his phone buzz against the wood desk followed by the ding of snapchat. He didn't move to get it. He was too comfortable laying on the floor, being hyper aware of his contact with the chilly wooden floor boards.
He only regretfully got up from the floor when his phone started going mental.
Alex🤪
Nick
Niiiiiiiiiiickkkkkk
Pandaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Answer mee dude
bro
i swear- if youre laying on
the floor again getting in ur
own head ill beat you up
you wouldn't be able to reach
ur too short OOOHHHHHH
Shut the fuck up, I am
AVERAGE HEIGHT for
our age in america
uh huh uh huh sure thing
whatever, i shouldnt
even give u karls #
no please
wait
im sorry
yeaahhh thats right bitch
grovel before me
anyways here its
XXX-XXX-XXXX
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Sapnap swallowed thickly as he saw the 10 digits appear on his screen. Why did this feel wrong? What if he messed up his chances with the sweet boy. He didn't even know if Karl swung towards dudes. He tapped on the underlined numbers, the contact page popping up. He let out a shaky breath he didn't know he had been holding. He clicked the small message icon before starting a text
Candy Boy🍭
Hi
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It was almost night now, dusk looming over the small suburb. The stars were trying their best to glimmer in the dark orange sky. Karl was sprawled on his couch, spending some quality time with his family watching reruns of old 80's game shows. He sat up slightly to take a bite of his cookies and creme ice cream. The familiar jingle of Match Game rang through the speakers in their comfortable space.
"Any plans for tomorrow?" His mom asked, nudging him slightly.
"Candy shop," Karl replied lazily, "I'm out of fudge and besides, he's gonna be there tomorrow."
His mom chuckled as his dad rolled his eyes with a smirk. Karl was lucky his parents were understanding and accepting of him being bisexual. He cuddled deeper into his blanket letting his body relax.
"I might have Alex or George over tomorrow. Or maybe Chris, I haven't seen him in ages besides school."
A few more rounds of Match Game passed, the celebrities saying questionably hilarious answers, pulling small giggles and chuckles from the family. Karl eventually decided to retire for the night. He opened the door to his room, turning on his LEDs and flopped on his bed where his phone laid charging. He pressed the power button and sleepily looked at his lock screen, finally coming down from his day long sugar high. He noticed the text notification and unlocked his phone.
Unknown
Hi
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Karl stared at the phone screen. Unknown number? His conversation with Alex came flooding back to him in his groggy state.
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Nick😳
Hi
Hey, you're Nick I'm
guessing?
Oh yeah sotry haha
forgot to introduce
myself
*sorry
Ur good! I'm a little tired
rn so idk how much help
i can be but maybe tmrrw?
oh yeah that works
i get off work 15 mins
after you usually leave
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Nick accidentally threw his phone. You sound like a total stalker! He shook his head. He was still embarrassed at the fact he hadn't said his name in his first text to Karl. He dared to glance back at his phone that was glowing dauntingly from his bed sheets.
Candy Boy🍭
Cool. I'll be sure to come
fifteen minutes later than
usual ;)
:)*
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Karl was doing laps in his room. He can't believe he had such an unfortunate mis-click. A winky face! He had sent him a winky face! On top of an already bold text! Karl reached for his phone and immediately called George.
"Hello-" His voice was hoarse and tired
"GEORGE I'M PANICKING!" Karl exclaimed turning his phone on speaker and tossing it somewhere in his pile of fluffy blankets.
"Is it gay panic or just normal panic?" Another voice that did't belong to George caught Karl by surprise.
"Clay! Shoosh he's talking to me," George let out a small giggle.
"Alright alright, pretend like I'm not here Karl." Bed sheets could be heard rustling.
"Okay, okay, I took you off speaker, what's up?"
"I accidentally sent cashier boy a winky face!" Karl whined covering his face with his hoodie as he kept pacing.
Karl heard Clay start laughing through the phone.
"Hey I thought you took me off speaker!" Karl protested.
"I did I swear Karl- Babe, why are you laughing?" George snorted.
"Nick- He- Oh my god!" Karl could just faintly hear his friends boyfriend through the phone.
"Whatever you goof, anyways Karl, why is that a bad thing? Trying to make your move?" If Karl could see George he knew he'd be wiggling his eyebrows at him.
"But that's not even the worst part," Karl's breath hitched, ignoring the question, "I think we're hanging out? But I can't even tell who asked. He knows I'm the regular at the shop apparently. Oh god he knows who I am. Georgeeeeeeeee," Karl whined again getting a chuckle from his friend.
"Alright, just dress nice tomorrow when you go to the shop, and talk to him," George put emphasis on the last three words.
Karl groaned and thanked his friend for listening to him before hanging up and heading to the bathroom for a shower and to clean his teeth of all the sugar he had eaten.
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Sapnap was in the fetal position on his bed, staring intensely at his screen while he texted his bestfriend.
Dream🥱
Dude omg this is fucking
hillarious, ur so screwed
I KNOW IM SCREWED
I MADE A FOOL OF MYSELF
I TOLD YOU I WOULD DIDNT
I?
Omg I can't stop laughing
George is gonna kill me 😭
Dream what do I do?
WHAT DO I FUCKING DO?
Be yourself -Gogy
Oh yeah sure, cuz that
helps sooooo much :/
He's right Pandas, just
be you :)
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Nick stared in utter disbelief. His friend were morons. Not everyone got to live a happily ever after life with no complications. Sometimes it made him sick how perfect his friends were together. Like they were soulmates who had met in every life, no matter what.
"I want something like that," Nick muttered as he walked back to his desk staring down at the sheets of paper filled with numbers and blank graphs. Tonight was going to definitely be a sleepless night.