Request: Yeahhhh
Mcyt: Karl Jacobs, Sapnap, Quackity and Wilbur Soot (mention of Jschlatt)
Type: Angst/fluff
Ages: I've given up with ages lmao but irl ages
AU: Irl

A/N: Tysm @Bre_Eliza for suggesting this. It's getting me off my ass lol. I hope you don't mind that I made it a fluff ending, I couldn't end it with angst at all lmao. Uh there isn't much to say here other than enjoy :)

TW: mentions of drugs and bad alcohol usage

<_<

*quackity's pov*
I feel like I'm doing something wrong.

When I joined the polyamorous relationship four months ago, I was positive it was the best thing I could've ever done. Sapnap and Karl are the best.

I was a bit off about joining the relationship because it feels like I'm constantly barging into what they started.

My previous relationship with Schlatt was horrible. He treated me wrong and was constantly stuffing his nose in drugs and basically replaced water with alcohol.

Besides that, I was healing.

They showered me in love and everything good you could imagine. They asked for consent and respected my boundaries. They still do of course, but they're starting to seem....distant.

Whenever they go out, they barely ask me if I want to go anymore. What we claimed as 'triple night' is now just 'Sapnap and Karl cuddle and watch a movie.'

I wake up alone because they get up before me and get out of the house before I go downstairs. It's starting to seem as if they're purposely ignoring me.

I'm probably being overly paranoid. It could easily be one of those incidents where the other person/people in the relationship are going out to surprise their boyfriend/girlfriend.

Or maybe it's not that.

But I can't help but feel jealous.

Jealous that they are doing what I've always craved to have in a relationship.

I got it for a while. The hand holding, kisses, cuddling, hugs, silly slow dancing in the kitchen, having main character moments in the rain with music at weird times.

Now I'm staring as they do that and I wonder if I was ever good enough.

i am so sorry but it gets better: quackity's pov

I woke up with a groan, the light from the curtains blinding me. I covered my face with my hands, trying to block it out.

I stayed like that for a while, before I yawned and sat up. I looked at the time and it read 10:30am. I hummed.

'They are probably watching TV or left to go shopping. Again.' I thought, rolling my eyes.

Neither of them were next to me in bed because I decided to start sleeping in the guest bedroom. They both didn't notice.

I got up, stretching, before opening the door and walking down the stairs to the main area of the house.

Like I thought, it was empty. I felt my eyes water, quickly wiping my face. I wasn't going to cry over this.

I went to the kitchen, seeing yesterday's dinner that I never ate sitting there with plastic wrap covering it.

'At least they remembered my dinner plate..' I thought sarcastically, sighing and shutting the fridge door.

I decided to grab a cup and fill it with water. I sat on the counter as I drank it, listening to the trees outside rustle around because of the soft breeze. It looked so nice outside. I hope they're enjoying it.

Once I finished my water, I walked back upstairs, getting dressed in Sapnap's black hoodie - it smelled like him, which made me miss him more - and grey sweatpants with white socks. I made sure to grab my puma beanie from the top drawer.

"I could....I do have that vlog to edit..." I thought to myself out loud. (Have you seen his new vlog? If not, go watch it cause its sooo funny dude-)

I figured I would just edit the rest of the day, sitting in my gaming chair and pulling up the editing software.

time skip skip brought to you by my numb hands cause im cold

I sighed, cracking my knuckles. I started editing at around 11am and it was now 4pm. The video was nearly done but I'm sure I'll end up finishing it tomorrow.

I got up, groaning softly (stfu) as I stretched, my back and knees cracking a bit.

I could hear some rustling and laughter coming from downstairs and I rolled my eyes, wondering what they could be doing to be having that much fun.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs, Karl was sitting on the counter - where I was hours before - and he was play fighting with Sapnap, who was standing in between his legs.

Funny. That's something I craved to have but never got. Play fighting.

I chuckled dryly to myself, making my way into the kitchen and ignoring Karl's squeals and Sapnap's laughter.

I grabbed my plate of food that I didn't bother to grab when I woke up and I unwrapped it, crumbling the plastic wrap into a ball like I always did, throwing it in the garbage afterwards.

I put it in the microwave, hearing Karl yell "You freaking jerk Sap!" in a playful tone. I could only assume Sapnap had poked his waist. Karl was always ticklish there. I smiled at the thought.

I shut the microwave door, setting the timer to two minutes and pressing 'Start.'

The sound of the microwave turning on caught their attention and they both looked over at me. Well, at my back, but I could feel their gazes on me.

"Oh, hey Q," Sapnap said, probably turning to face me more, "I haven't seen you in a while."

I could tell he was resisting the urge to comment on the fact I was wearing his hoodie. He always did. Well, used to.

I chuckled, not turning around, "That's funny. I see you a lot."

*third person*
There was a silence, not necessarily a bad one, but a slightly unsettling one.

Karl and Sapnap looked over and each other, both confused.

"I- What do you mean by that?" Sapnap pressed, wanting an answer.

Quackity turned around, his facial expression numb. It was more unsettling then the silence considering Quackity always smiled.

"I mean exactly what I said. I see you guys a lot, you just don't look for me."

"Q you've been off lately...are you okay-" [k]

"Do you think that I'm okay?" He interrupted, looking down at the floor for a second before looking up again.

The look in their eyes pleaded for an explanation, but it also looked like they wanted to walk away and go to the couch and lay together. He nearly laughed at the thought. Not like they've never done that before.

"....Yeah..." Sapnap answered hesitantly. His honest answer would've been no. Quackity looked exhausted. Bags under his eyes, numb expression, baggy clothes. This didn't even look like the Quackity he knew.

Quackity chuckled at his answer, pausing the microwaves beeping but not pulling the plate out.

"I wish, honestly," He said, "Now, what'd you guys do today?"

The topic change was on purpose. He wanted to hear about their day so that he could listen to their voices - as he hadn't properly in weeks - and so he could dream about their day but implant himself into it with his imagination.

They fell into his trap, explaining their fun day at the mall and at a cool outdoor shop they found. They both seemed so ecstatic to talk about it, not leaving out a single detail.

Not even the detail of their "super romantic kiss" under a tree. Karl said it was like something you'd see in a movie.

The more Quackity listened, the more he realized he was truly left out - the more he realized he was jealous of what they had, of how close they were.

"And then at that point we'd seen everything so we came home! It was sooo cool and I really wanna go back!" Karl finished off, Sapnap quietly agreed about going back.

Quackity bit his bottom lip and nodded, starting to almost angrily cut the food he'd pulled out of the microwave.

"Glad you guys had fun." He spat out, almost stabbing himself with the knife from cutting incorrectly.

Karl and Sapnap looked over at each other, confused by the sudden outburst. They both thought, 'Why is he so angry?'

"What'd....what did you do today?" Karl asked, almost hesitantly.

"I woke up, drank water, got dressed and edited for six hours. Thanks for asking." He said, not looking back up. His attitude was throwing Karl off and pissing Sapnap off slightly.

"No need to be so angry." Sapnap said, his tone slightly more stern than it was before.

Quackity froze and looked up. He looked guilty for a split second before dropping the look.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to get jealous." He said, continuing to eat.

He wasn't lying. He was tired of lying - lying about how he felt. How he was okay. How he was happy.

He's not.

He's jealous and he know it.

Karl felt his hands start shaking. He wasn't sure why they were, but he could stop it. There was a sort of tightness in his chest that he wasn't able to pin point.

"Jealous?..." Karl murmured to himself, not really caring whether or not the two others heard him.

"Heh...yeah," Quackity said, finding the moment slightly amusing as he finished eating, "Jealous. I love it, don't you?"

He left his plate in front of himself, placing the fork and knife on the plate nicely. He stared at them, his dark brown eyes flicking back and forth between the two.

"Why would you be jealous?" Sapnap asked, his voice slightly louder than the others.

"Why?" Quackity chuckled, though it was more dark, "I wonder why? Maybe if you compared our days you would know."

He got up, leaning against the counter rather than sitting.

Sapnap thought back - back as far as he could remember of the times they ranted about their days.

At the beginning, they didn't need to. They did everything together. Shopping, showering, cooking, eating - anything you could do, they probably did together.

A month in, still going strong. A few times Karl was filming with the beast crew so he'd miss something. It never effected them.

Two months in, Quackity started disappearing a bit. Everything was always sorted out before they fell asleep.

Three months in, Sapnap couldn't remember seeing Quackity very much. He could roughly remember a few times Quackity would walk out of their bedroom at lunch after waking up. He would look exhausted and like he just finished crying.

This month? The fourth month?

Not a single trace of him. It was as if he'd never lived in the house.

"I know you're thinking about it, Sapnap." Quackity said, catching said male's attention as he made eye contact with Quackity through watering eyes.

"We...are jackasses." He said, sighing and placing his head in his hands. He didn't let a single tear drop.

"Huh? Wha- what do you mean?" Karl said, completely clueless to what Sapnap meant.

Sapnap didn't look up and Quackity stared at said man. No one said anything, leaving Karl's question empty in the air.

"I'm so-" Sapnap cut himself off, "Sorry won't cut it." He quietly said to himself, though the two others heard it.

"No, it won't," Quackity confirmed, "It'll take a while for 'sorry' to be even considered an answer." He said sternly.

Sapnap looked up from his hands and Karl looked like a lost puppy. Eyes wide and watering as if he'd broken an important item.

"It was as if I wasn't even a part of this relationship and if I'm honest, am I even anymore?"

His voice cracked from raw emotion at the end, making the others in the room feel more guilty than they were before.

"I have spent these two months doing the same damn thing every day. I wake up, go downstairs, drink water or eat, get dressed and edit. Some days I lay in bed and cry, other days I don't. It hurts."

"And it's our fault..." Karl whispered to himself.

He wanted so so badly to run to Quackity and hug him, whisper endless 'I love you's as if he hadn't fucked up this relationship.

(I'm listening to Line Without a Hook rn and DAMN it's making me wanna curl up and cry ahah)

"You want to know why I seem so damn excited to ask you about your guys' days for this past month and a half?!"

The two hesitantly nodded.

"So I could dream and use my imagination to put myself with you guys. So that when I went to sleep, I would dream about your guys' day with me there. It was the only way I was in contact with you guys in any way."

Sapnap sighed, feeling disappointed in himself. He was supposed to keep his boyfriends safe, not his boyfriend.

He was supposed to include both boyfriends when he had just left one in the dust.

"Do you even know where I sleep anymore? If not...well what would I really expect anyways.." Quackity said, letting out a sad chuckle.

Karl ended up getting weak knees and sliding to the floor, his back against a cabinet. He let tears freely trace his cheeks as he stuffed his face into his hands.

"Please I'll do anything!" Karl cried from the floor, "Anything Quackity! Anything that will make you forgive me. Please...please Q, please.." He begged. He didn't know what else to do.

He wanted his Quackity back - his boy.

His boyfriend, his lover, his little duck, his bright ball of sunshine - their Quackity.

He heard Sapnap mutter disappointed words to himself, and he couldn't blame him. They were both wrecked because of their actions and they hated themselves for it.

"Well..." Quackity said, dragging the word on, "You guys have work to do, I suppose. Either we can keep going like this, or you fucking fix it. I'm tired of being a background object, I'm tired of being invisible and I'm fucking exhausted of not existing," He said, the tone in his voice being loud.

"I'll go stay with Wilbur for a while or something. The guest bedroom can go back to being for real guests."

With that, Quackity turned on his heel and up the stairs to who knows where. Sapnap and Karl could only guess that he was going to pack.

They briefly heard him mutter, "It's like him again minus the...that part.."

That broke them. There was no way they were being compared to Schlatt. The man who gave Quackity nightmares, who made him scared of loud noises, thunderstorms and neglect.

The two sat in silence for who knows how long, before Sapnap joined Karl on the ground. Karl looked up at the ravenette, who was also crying.

Sapnap never cried. The only time he cried was when Quackity ended up in hospital and had an emergency surgery.

"Oh, Sap..." Karl whispered, turning to wipe the tears off of Sapnap's cheeks. Sapnap didn't move away, so he wiped his cheeks gently.

"I-I feel so bad...why d-did I d-do that?" He questioned, sniffling and wiping his eyes.

"Hey, it wasn't your fault. If you're getting blamed then so am I. We're both in this relationship with him." Karl said, attempting to make the other feel better. Comforting wasn't really his strong suit.

Sapnap turned and looked at Karl, giving him a nod to show that he understood.

They didn't move when they heard Quackity come back down the stairs with a backpack on his shoulders, and Sapnap didn't comment when he saw that he was no longer wearing his hoodie.

"I'll be back next week. Hope you find a way to fix whatever the fuck happened."

He shut the door, and the two were alone again.

The house had never felt more empty.

"Well," Sapnap said, sniffling again, "Let's fix this mess. I want our Quackity back."

time skip and it's been a week: quackity pov too

I sighed, not really wanting to get into Wilbur's vehicle.

The week had gone by quicker than I really wanted it too, and I was nervous to go back home to where Sapnap and Karl were.

"You alright?" Wilbur's voice cut through the silence. I looked up at him and shrugged.

"Nervous." I said.

"Everything will be okay, I know it will be. Based off what you told me, they seemed pretty desperate."

I shrugged again, "I dunno though. They seriously acted like I wasn't even there. What if I still won't be there again and they forget about me for a second time?"

Wilbur shook his head, not bothering to argue with me. Maybe I was thinking too deep into this? Yeah, probably.

I ignored every thought that told me not to enter the vehicle and I buckled in. I have to get this over with one way or another. Might as well do it now.

I also did kind of miss them, in a way. I've never physically left them like that before, and it kinda hurt me as well.

I have no clue how they did it everyday for a month - walking away from a loved one. It's wild.

"Ready?" Wilbur said, snapping me out of my thoughts. I nodded.

"Yup. I'm ready as I'll ever be."

He nodded and pulled out of the driveway.

Oh god.

*third person at karlnapity's house*

Sapnap and Karl had been planning what they were going to do for Quackity when he got back for the entire week.

It was simple, but something that they knew he loved.

Every pillow and blanket in the house on the couches - that would be pushed together - and then cuddling with a movie.

(I imagine the couch thing as they push the two couches together face to face so that it makes like a box in a way but with couches. Hope that makes sense lmao)

Specifically cringey Spanish soap operas. They were his favourite to translate and laugh at with them. Not really movies, but same difference.

So, when Wilbur had texted them saying that he was going to be bringing Quackity home at 7pm, they knew they had to start setting up early.

They wanted it perfect.

It had been three hours - having started after they ate dinner at 4:30pm - of them running around and setting the living room up and making his favourite food and ordering his favourite drinks.

They could only hope he liked it. If he didn't..well then fuck.

Luckily, their front door didn't have the living room in frame so they'd get to lead him up to the grand surprise.

They were scared, that's for sure.

*sapnap's pov: big q's home*
Karl and I had been nervously running around, trying to set up the house and hopefully have Quackity forgive us.

I wouldn't stop putting myself down over it, no matter how many times Karl would hold my face and tell me to stop it.

I can't. It's my fault.

I was the one who started bringing the two out everywhere, and I was the one who forgot to ask Quackity to come with us one day.

It's my fault.

I could hear Karl's feet pattering along the floor as he tried to find the last blanket - which was one of mine that Quackity regularly used to take a lot. It was kinda just his at that point.

I sighed, shaking out my hands as I then heard a knock come from the door.

They were here.

This was okay. This is okay.

We've got our Quackity back.

Or- well hopefully.

*third person*
Sapnap nervously shuffled over to the door, hearing Karl run down from searching upstairs. He had found the blanket in the guest room.

Sapnap unlocked the door, swinging it open to see their tall friend Wilbur Soot - to which he nodded and smiled at before the brunette wished them a silent 'good luck' and left - who was beside their....lover? Sure, lover Quackity.

"Hey..." Quackity said, looking down. He didn't know what to do with himself.

"Hi," Sapnap replied, stepping out of the way so the other could walk in, "Come on in. We've got something to show you."

Quackity nodded, slipping his shoes off. He let Sapnap take his bags, knowing realistically that he wouldn't do anything to them.

He felt Sapnap try to grab his hand, but he flinched back. Sapnap moved on, motioning for Quackity to follow him deeper. He was glad he wasn't forced into holding his hand. Not that he didn't want to, he wasn't sure if he was even ready to.

"W-where's Karl?" Quackity stuttered out, grimacing at the stutter.

"He should be in the living room." Sapnap replied, stopping right before the turn into the mentioned room.

"Before we go in..uhm.." Sapnap said, seemingly nervous, "Just know that we are both so incredibly sorry for what we did. It feels like nothing will ever make up for the dumb way we both acted."

Quackity froze.

He didn't think he'd get a sincere apology so soon. I mean, it was Sapnap - he always apologized, but it felt weird for it to be so soon into him coming back.

"I just really hope this will be enough. If not, tell us what you want and we will do it okay? As long as it's not illegal."

Both of them chuckled at his joke before Sapnap turned into the living room. Quackity followed and his jaw dropped.

The living room was set up the exact way he liked it.

"You- no you didn't." Quackity said, making eye contact with Karl - who was sitting in front of the couches, trying to turn the TV on.

"Yes we did." Karl said with a smile.

time skip because this is getting out of hand

Quackity couldn't help himself.

He really really wanted to hold a grudge, do what they did to him back, make it difficult and play hard to get.

But he seriously couldn't.

These two boys meant the world to him, and their comforting sweatpants and hoodies, scents - everything they did for him, made him crack.

He ended up sinking into the couch with his legs over Sapnap's and his hand laces into Karl's.

It was like before.

And he knew they wouldn't do it ever again, as they proved it to him.

They brought him everywhere they went - even if it was to go shower. That made him laugh.

They brought him shopping with them, they ate dinner with him, they cuddled with him, they play fought with him.

It was his dream over again.

And they never let go.

Each morning was a kiss on the forehead and on the back of his hand, and making breakfast had never been more fun before.

He didn't work nearly as hard as he did when he was alone, but he didn't mind. It was nice to take a break and actually do shit.

"Thank you." He said one day, looking both of them in the eyes.

"We said we wouldn't do it ever again," Sapnap said, kissing his forehead.

"And we never even thought of breaking that promise." Karl finished, kissing the back of his hand, making him giggle.

End A/N: You have no fucking clue how god damn sorry I am. This took over a year to write. I didn't wanna split it into two parts, and my motivation dropped to fucking hell in the middle of writing this. Seriously, I'm sorry. You didn't deserve to wait a year for this. Anyways, woo karlnapity. I feel so fucking bad dude. It's a joke how bad I feel. I'm not checking this over, I wanna get it out. Not spell checked :))

-Starby (Phaser) <3