Summer, 6:30am

Sapnap reluctantly woke up. His eyes stayed closed, wanting to cry at the heat. He loved Karl and you, but Jesus, the man was always cold, and Sapnap clearly would rather hug his fiancé's than kick the sheets off of him. The curtains were too thin, letting light simmer into the room.

He rolled onto his back and groaned as he felt your legs and arms wrap around him like a kola yes he may be cold but having karl hug his lower torso and you hugging his back is extremely hot but damn

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(Credits to the original)