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“Oh my god, George! Karl’s new music video just dropped!” Sapnap shrieked, running into the living room where Dream and George were watching reality tv.
“What the fuck? Why didn’t I know about this?” George hurried to fish his phone out of his pocket to check Karl’s Twitter.
Sapnap snatched the TV remote beside Dream and switched the browser to Youtube. He found the video quickly because it was on the recommended page. “Sap, what the fuck? I was watching that-“
“Shut the hell up, Karl’s more important,” Sapnap shushed him as the video started up, the first notes of the song played. The recording took place in a high school, and when Karl showed up on the TV screen, George and Sapnap screamed like teenagers.
“Oh my god!” Sapnap pulled George off the couch, grabbed his hands, and forced him to dance with him.
Dream sat awkwardly, watching his best friends be complete dorks. “Why do you guys like Karl so much? Back in high school, you didn’t like him,” Dream reminded them.
“Dream, that was like- five years ago. We love him now! I can’t believe we went to school with THE Karl!” Sapnap squealed, squeezing George’s palms. The brit nodded happily along, “The real question is why don’t you like him?”
“I didn’t like him in high school, never will,” Dream said bitterly. “Oh my gosh, shut up. Just let us listen to the song,” George whined, annoyed at Dream’s words.
Karl’s heavenly voice poured out the speakers, and the instrumental had never failed the fans. The brunette just looked so pretty in the music video, and Sapnap and George awed everytime he was on the screen.
“Karl,” Sapnap smiled, walking closer to the TV to look at him up close. “So pretty.”
“Oh my god, he’s average. Stop obessessing over him like creeps,” Dream playfully complained at the sight of his friends being in love with the singer.
“How are you immune to the god that is Karl Jacobs?” George leaps on top of Dream and forces him to look at the TV.
Okay, so Karl is a lot more than average. Dream would never admit that he zoned out and just stared at Karl, but he was infact admiring Karl on the big screen- until he was snapped back to reality by Sapnap squealed again.
“Oh my god, Dream!“ Sapnap screamed the loudest he had that night. He ran to Dream and started hugging the shit out of him.
“What? What? What? I missed it!” George grunted and urged Sapnap to tell. Sapnap grabbed the remote to rewind a little bit, “Look at the subtitles.”
Dream and George followed his instructions, reading the words closely while listening to Karl sing them.
“You’re my type of guy,
The type to make me cry
I just wish that you were mine
Cute hair, cute bod,
Boy, you’re so fine
I barely knew you,
Why’d I fall so hard?
I fell in love,
And it took me far
I don’t even think you like me,
So why do I want it, it’s so unlikely
I haven’t seen you since high school,
Not knowing you was oh so cruel
Your eyes shine so bright, it beams,
You’re the one and only man of my Dreams”
“‘Dreams’ is even capitalized in the subs, oh my god! This is not a coincidence-“ George gasped, putting two and two together.
“Karl had a crush on you in high school!” Sapnap and George squeak in unison for the millionth time that night.
Dream racks his brain to utter a response, but there are no words he can use. His face just flushes into pink while his two friends continue to tease him.
“Cute hair, cute bod? Oh my god, he’s down bad-“ Sapnap laughs, and George jokes along, “Your eyes shine so bright, it beams!”
“Guys- there’s no way,” Dream says but inside he does hope it’s true.
“Come on, ‘Dreams’ was literally capitalized!” George reminded and started shaking Dream’s shoulders.
“So what? There was probably like- atleast five other Dream’s,” He said, causing a burst of laughter in response. “Yeah, right,” Sapnap chuckles.
“Now that I think about it, Karl does have other songs talking about ‘Dreams’ and ‘a certain blonde boy.’ It was about Dream this whole time!” George pieced together, and the conclusion freaks Sapnap out.
“Oh my god, how does it feel to be the main topic of almost all of Karl’s songs?” Sapnap asked jokingly, but Dream replied anyway, “Well, it makes me feel weird because this song is literally called ‘Wet Dreams.”
“That’s a good thing! He’s dreaming about you dicking him down! Or the other way around,” Sapnap cheered, “Karl wrote a song about him and best friend having sex in a dream!”
“You’re an idiot,” Dream chuckled, the same time George mumbled, “Lucky.”
“But what do we do? Like- ask for his number?” Sapnap wondered.
“How do we get a celebrity’s number without looking creepy?” George asked, “Like- are we supposed to go ‘hey, so this really popular guy wrote a love song about me, and I need his number,’?”
“We could ask Alex,” Dream suggests.
Their friend Alex (stage name: Quackity) was in a famous band and has probably never talked to Karl, but they had connections through music producers and others.
“Yeah, okay, we can try and ask him,” Sapnap said and reached for his phone to call Quackity.
“Hey, Sap! Did you see Karl’s new vi-“ Quackity started to say before Sapnap began screaming in the phone mic.
“We’re trying to get Karl’s phone number so that Dream and him can talk, date, get married, get children, and probably have sex,” Sapnap rambled.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’ve had his number since high school. I’ll send the number to Dream,” Quackity laughs at how eager Sapnap was.
A ping rang from Dream’s phone immediately, and George squealed, “Thanks, Alex!”
“Yeah, yeah, good luck, Dream!”
Dream sat with a dumb smile on his face as he sent his first text to Karl.
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Dream: hey, this is Dream
Dream: i really really like your new song ;)
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The reply was almost instant- Dream’s heartbeat sped up rapidly.
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Karl: Oh my god
Karl: hi dream :)
Karl: This is crazy
Karl: Like- after 5 years and 34 songs about you, we’re actually talking now!
Dream: we barely talked in high school and you wrote 34 songs abt me?
Dream: wow, you are really down bad for me, arent you?
Karl: duh
Karl: Who wouldnt be? you’re literally the hottest guy alive
Dream: says you! youre literally the national heartthrob
Dream: my roommates are OBSESSED over you
Karl: well sorry for them, bc im obsessed over YOU
Dream: well sorry for you, im obsessed over karl jacobs :(
Karl: aw, its fine
Karl: i hope everything goes well with you and karl jacobs
Dream: aw i hope so too ;)