✍︎Rᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ChocolatFreaks☕︎

꧁I'ᴍ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ sᴏʀʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜɢᴇ ᴅᴇʟᴀʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ,ʙᴜᴛ I'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ
ᴠᴇʀʏ ʙᴜsʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ sɪᴄᴋ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀsᴛ ғᴇᴡ ᴡᴇᴇᴋs. Aɢᴀɪɴ,I'ᴍ sᴏʀʀʏ.꧂

"Thank you very much! You has been of great help to us in this last period. Thank you in my and my wife's name"
his client thanked him,shaking his hands vigorously.

"No problem,it's my job after all. If you ever need to,call me whenever you want"
Quackity answered him,inviting him out the door,followed by his wife who gave him a friendly smile of thanks.

Once the pair were out of his sight,and out of his office,he relaxed by lying back in the chair.

"Man,they don't pay me enough to fix drama"
Now,don't think badly,he loves his job.
Although he had studied law,he had decided to follow a different path and was passionate about psychology. He had then obtained the profession based on his new passion,and had become a psychologist. He loved helping his clients,even if some complained about his awkward methods.

–The kid in the green hoodie with the Denny's trauma said something about the fact that he can't just had to force his clients to face their own problems. But let's be real,if you want to solve your problems,you have to face them directly–

But some of them were just unbearable. And the problems they had were not even to be considered as such,however trivial they were. And these things made him regret not having become a lawyer at times. (No,you aren't a psychopath if you take an internet quiz that said so or drink unsweetened milk)

*Nock–nock*

The knock on the door brought him back down to earth and he jumped off his chair in surprise.

"Piece of sh-I'm coming!"
With great strides he reached the door and slightly adjusted his hair,then sighed and smiled and prepared to welcome the new patients.

"Welcome to my psychiatry office. Do you have a reservation?"
he asked as he watched the people at the door. They were 2 men,one tall with pitch black hair and brown eyes,the other a few inches shorter with brown hair and violet eyes.

"Uhm...there...no? We came in a hurry and so–..."
The brown-haired boy tried to explain as he toyed with the hem of the sweatshirt he was wearing,clearly nervous and uncomfortable.

"Oh,alright. Don't worry,that's not a problem. Please come in. May I ask your names?"
he asked,ushering them into the study,to change the subject and make him feel more comfortable.

"I'm Karl,he is–"
"–Sapnap"
The brown haired boy, Karl,started to be interrupted by the other boy,Sapnap.

"Nice to meet you,I'm Quackity. Please sit down"
He invited them to sit on the chairs while he positioned himself behind the desk,internally cringeing at the interaction and their mannerisms.
At a rough guess,they looked like a couple who had quarreled over how they behaved:one nervous and the other cold.

"What can I help you with?"
He asked as he watched their body language.

"We are a couple–"
Carl started
"We were a couple"
Sapnap interrupted him again,marking the verb in the past.

Yep,he was right. As always.

"We are a couple. Don't try to contradict me on this. How can you believe him and not me?"
Karl answered him,for the first time since they had entered.

"Of course I'm gonna believe him! He even gave me proof!"
Sapnap accuses him,raising his voice a little.

"You mean fake proof!"
karl replied,marking the 'fake' in the sentence.

Before things could escalate,Quackity got up from his chair and brought their attention back to him.

"Gentlemen, please. We're here to talk about your problems,not an underground fight–even though it would made my job more fun. How about starting by telling me first how you found me? Any friends or family members?"
He asked,changing the subject before she could dive into the session.

"Actually,a friend of ours recommended us to come here. He said that despite the methods....directs?...you are smart and you know what you have to do to help others. I don't know if you remember,but his name is Dream"
Karl explained.

"My best friend"
Sapnap added at the end.

"Dream?.....oh fuck,the Denny's kid-"
It's always the fucking Denny's kid.

With the periphery of his eye,he could see that the 2 boys had a slight smile. Hey,if he ever decides to quit this job,he can become a comedian.

"Yeah,that's him"
Sapnap answered him,while looking in his eyes.

"Okay,okay. And why did you come here? What's your problem? And no,you are not allowed to argue again. Talk one at a time"
he admonished them,as he flicked his gaze between the two,waiting for them to start talking and explain their reasons for being there.

"I start. So,as I think you may have understood,Karl and I were in a relationship. We were a couple until recently. We have been together for 6 years,and have been best friends before that,we have known each other for 17 years".
Sapnap begins by giving background on their relationship.

"Holy shit,that's a lot of time...who declared first?"
He asked as he watched the two. A slight rosy tint could be seen on Karl's cheeks. So it was Sapnap the one to take the first step....interesting.

"Me. He didn't have enough courage and is too shy"
"Hey!"
"That's true and you know that,now shush."

Looking at the interaction,they didn't even seem to have any problems serious enough to seek help from a psychologist for a couple session.

"In recent months,however,at least for me,it's as if the spark was gone:We don't spend time together anymore,when we stay at home everyone does their own thing and the only times we interact are with meals. We don't even talk to each other when we go out with our friends."
Sapnap explained,glancing slightly at Karl who dropped his gaze to the ground as he did.

Quackity listened intently,nodding a few times. It wasn't the first time that a couple had come to him because they no longer felt comfortable together,and although he had managed to save some,others had crumbled in front of his eyes.

"I thought it was a bad time,when everyone needed their own space and then we'd go back to how we were before.But I was wrong"
Sapnap continued,while glaring at Karl,who pretended not to see anything.

"He cheated on me with another guy.
Someone sent me pictures,which I have there as a testimony. It can clearly be seen that they are kissing. If you really don't feel anything anymore,at least tell me to my face before you cheat on me with another person."
Sapnap finished his side of the story.

Quackity looked at the two,you could see the black-haired boy's frustration from miles away,while the brunette kept his eyes on the ground and was nervous.

"Karl? Sapnap told his version. What do you think about telling yours? One cannot choose one side without listening to both,and certainly understand the situation without hearing all points of view. Do you want?"
He asked,trying to put the boy at ease.

"....alright..."
Karl took a deep breath before launching into his side of the story.

"So,as Sapnap said,we've known each other for a long time and before we were together we were close friends. We had and have chemistry,so we tried to give each other a chance to be together,and our relationship is healthy."
Karl began,ignoring Sapnap's scowl.

"And it is true that lately our relationship was not one of the best. We kind of drifted apart,everyone was in their own world and neither of them was trying hard enough to talk about it. The spark,however,even if weak,was there,and still is. If not,we wouldn't be here trying to talk about it."
Karl continued,marking the verb in the present tense each time he spoke.

"But! just because we're going through a bad period,very normal for any relationship,doesn't mean that at the first difficulty I go out to cheat you holy god! how can you think so low of me?!"
He moaned, kicking his lovely partner in the shin,who fell to the ground in pain.

"Reminder to myself: Never make short people angry,they can kick you hard"
Quackity whispered,watching the scene.

"Man! That's hurt!"

"Now! Back to my speech..."
Karl purposely ignored Sapnap on the floor crying in pain.

"I didn't cheat. That photo was taken from that angle to try and pass as such,but I didn't kiss that boy. He had only approached me to ask for directions as his phone's gps didn't work. And he was so close to me because there was work in progress on that street,and therefore what I was saying wasn't well understood. And from the accent I remember he had,I think it was foreign...Mexican maybe...or Spanish...I don't really know."
He explained as he finished his part of the story.

"Bullshit. Why would they have to do it? And then who could have done it? George and Tina were with you that day,and my best friend certainly isn't trying to destroy my relationship"
Sapnap told him as he sat up again on the chair.

"Are you accusing Tina of being the one who set it all up?! She is one of my closest friends! She would never do that!"
Karl scolded him,pointing a finger at him.

"Not even George for that matter,but someone here must necessarily have been,according to your story ...if it is not false of course"
Sapnap mumbled the last part, but Karl heard it anyway and gave him another kick.

"Fuck! See? You're a violent person! I can't reason with you!"
"Because you weren't. You were accusing,not reasoning."
"Same things"
"No,It's not!"

"So...in conclusion,you thought he cheated on you,when you were just giving directions. But at the same time,your relationship isn't in good shape because it feels like something is missing. And now you're hitting each other because you're trying to figure out who tried to break you up...right?"
Quackity summed up,pointing at the two boys one at a time,as he watched them yell at and kick each other.

They both nodded while trying to slap each other.

Man,he really should have been a lawyer.

"Guys,stop,as fun as it is,you won't solve anything. Come on."
He said getting up from his chair and walking towards the door,while the other 2 looked at him confused.

"Let's go to the 'crime' scene. Staying here we won't solve anything,on the spot at least we can understand more about how that photo was made"
And if he looked more like a detective than a psychologist at the time,well,that's not his problem.

The 3 boys left the office walking to the designated place,with Quackity in the middle,while Karl on the right and Sapnap on the left,to avoid killing themselves.
This was going to be a very long day.

"So,we are there....Karl,where were you?"
Quackity asked, as he watched the road.

"I was there...and the guys was there. George and Tina were a few steps back from me,but within earshot,and the works were...there. They were repairing the road due to an underground water leak."
he said as he positioned himself parallel to the sidewalk.

"Alright. Sapnap,stand where the boy was"
Instructed the boy.

"Why?"
Sapnap tried to protest,but Quackity glared at him.

"Do you or don't you want to understand who sent that photo?"
He told him,managing to receive a snort and the dragging of the boy's feet towards the intended point.

Quackity meanwhile surveyed the street,and positioned himself in the place of the people –George and Tina– named by karl. Indeed,from here it seemed misunderstood,but it was understood that they were not so close.

He took a few steps back from a different angle,so that in his view you can only see Karl from behind and Sapnap's hair. In perspective,it was as if they were kissing for how close they were.

"Hold up..."
Quackity took out his phone and snapped a photo of the two,then approached the boys again.

"So? How similar is it to the photo you have?"
He asked Sapnap–Referring to the photo he said he still kept as evidence earlier.

"Wait....holy shit,they are the same"
He said, holding up the photo,from which the same angle could be seen.

"See? I didn't cheat on you!"
"Who sent me the photo then? And why?"
Sapnap asked,shamelessly ignoring Karl who kept trying to get his attention by waving his hands in the air as he spoke to him,like an italian when they argue.

"Karl,do you remember if anyone was here?"
He said,pointing to the spot he was on earlier as he snapped the picture.

"Mhm?....I think....George? I don't remember,but at some point he distanced himself from Tina by a few inches. I thought it was because he needed more space."

"Oh come on! Why would he do that?"

"Oh,I don't know. Maybe because his best friend is in love with you?"

"Karl,we already talked about this. No,Dream doesn't love me,we just tease each other. Nothing more,nothing less."

"I saw how he looked at you,you are just unaware of it."

"Or maybe it's because he doesn't. Stop blaming things on him,he's our friend"

"Add the fact that you don't trust yourself and the strength of your relationship,and the fact that neither of you tries to reassure the other about these things–to this story....well...You really need a couple psychologist."
Quackity said,as he watched them bicker again.

".....bro..."
"...dude..."
The two boys looked at him speechless,one more confused than the other.

"...Oh wait! I am your couple psychologist! Yeah,sorry,forgot about that."
He really should have opted to become a lawyer,it would have been less complicated.

"So,is this whole problem the Denny's kid's fault? Because if so can we continue on the fact that you both need therapy because you don't trust each other enough. And that's the problem of this whole mess."
He began to explain,now tired of going around it.

"If you had trusted each other enough,none of this would have happened. You would not have believed the photo someone sent you. And you would never thought it was your friends who did this. Have you ever tried to express your feelings? If you think so low of yourself it's because of insecurities,because someone made you thing like that you guys aren't enough for each other."

"In a relationship you do things together,and so is communication. To resolve these things you need to talk to each other,understand each other and reassure each other. There's a reason you're together,it's not enough just to say 'I love you' for every little thing. Sometimes you need more than that. Demonstrate why you are together,both with words and actions,go deeper,don't stay on the surface. Even small gestures can help you show that you care."
He explained to the couple.

"Have you ever tried at least? Instead of giving a normal explanation and questioning each other's feelings or fears,have you ever reassured each other that you are enough and even more?"

Silence. Silence is what greeted the question. The two boys looked at the ground to avoid their interlocuror's accusing gaze,while the latter rubbed his nose bridge in frustration.

"Taking clients who might be guilty of murder or innocents who had stumbled upon a murder would have been better. Definitely much better"
He whispered softly to avoid being heard by the 2 boys.

"You guys....can I be honest? You guys sucks. A relationship is based on trust....where did yours go? did it commit suicide when it saw you? Have it decided to retire and abandon you? 'Jokes on you guys,I'm actually leaving,deal with that alone' Come on! I'm surprised that you lasted more than 2 years together frankly."

"Bring up the courage and confront each other. As for who got you into this mess...frankly I don't fucking care. Whether it was your best friend or some other stranger,you will think and talk about it later. Now I want you to face each other and get rid of everything,the absolutely everything,even the most horrible and embarrassing things. Me? I'm going to get a coffee in the bar across the street,have a good day! I'll come back in an hour,so you better talk!"
Quackity yelled at them as he started walking to his destination.

"They better fix their shit,if not,better start looking for a place to hide their bodies"
He muttered under his breath,as he tousled his hair with his hand in frustration.

Sapnap and Karl found themselves sitting on a bench not far from where they had been before. Neither of them looked at each other,eyes on the street watching the occasional couple that walked in front of them.

"...Ok,listen,we don't get out of here if we keep ignoring each other. There are still 50 minutes to go...so let's follow Quackity's advice and...let's talk"
Sapnap said,taking matters into her own hands. He could not bear that oppressive heavy silence.

"....Alright...I'm sorry. For real. I shouldn't have blamed your best friends...and that you always agree with them about every single thing that concerns us. And between them and me,you always believe them,even when they're in the wrong. Like that time during Bad's party. You continued to defend them even when they were lying and had clearly dropped their drinks on the floor and blasted the lights. I happened to be there while I was looking for you,but you didn't believe me at first...."
Karl began to explaining his insecurities. Sapnap silently decided to let him speak and not to interrupt until he was finished.

"they come before me for you...and as right as it is sometimes,because I understand that you've known each other longer than we've known each other,heck you practically grew up together. And it's normal to trust your best friends,but shit,I don't think I've ever given you a bad impression of me that leads you to not trust me. And don't say it is like this,because it is always like this."

"I asked myself several times if maybe the problem was my way of approaching situations. George and Dream are okay as boys and are good friends,but...there is always tension between us. I never wanted to tell you that, because I was afraid thet you would blame me for lying to get you away from them,like a jealous boyfriend,which I'm not."

"I'm not jealous,but there's something in Dream's gaze that doesn't give me a good vibe. He looks at you as if you are the most precious thing in the world. The way I used to look at you,with the stars in my eyes,when I had a crush on you,before you asked me out. I tried to ignore it,and not give it weight at first,but it got worse and worse... and if we put the fact that you never defended me and you always took their defense....it's difficult,like,really difficult"

"I tried to try to detach myself a little from you,to see if you noticed it and showed that you cared about me at least a little,but it never happened...you noticed it after 1 month of my detachment,and in the meantime you also unconsciously detached yourself from me....I'm sorry. It was a bad idea,I should have talked about it,and not taken any reckless action. It's my fault if we have now reached this point."

"And that lately it hasn't seemed to me that you cared about me,and I wanted a demonstration... anything. You used to be attentive to me figuring out how I was feeling... but lately...it felt like you didn't want me anymore. Everything I did bothered you slightly,I could see it,even if you hid it with fake smiles,like,really fake"

"....I'm sorry,I just....I just wanted you to show me that you still loved me,and that I wasn't a burden to you..."
Karl finished his speech,now crying and sobbing silently.

Sapnap reacted abruptly,as if his body reacted on its own. He wrapped Karl in his arms,carrying him on his lap,starting to stroke his hair to make him calm.

"Oh baby....you don't have to apologize. I'm the one that should say sorry to you a million times. I screwed up our relationship badly. I didn't even notice my behavior....."
He began,feeling the guilt eat away his soul for every pain he'd caused him that he'd only now realized. When he should have done it many months ago... What the fuck was wrong in him?!

"I spent many years with boys,and that made me protective of them. Mainly because we were nothing but bullied and blamed for everything by our parents when we were children...but that doesn't excuse me for not taking your defence. I'm an asshole for how I have treated you during this past year."

"To be honest I never noticed the way Dream looked at me because I only cared about the way you looked at me. For me you are the only one. And it seems like a cliché story that my best friend of a lifetime has a crush on me and try to separate me from my boyfriend...a very orrible one."
He tried to joke, managing to get a laugh out of Karl. He considered yhst to be his biggest win in the last 7 months.

"Love,there is no excuse for how he has treated you in recent months. I assumed that whatever happened,you'd be by my side,and ended up treating you coldly. I was also taken from my work and projects that made me frustrated at any minimal human interaction...and in the end I didn't paid you enough attention and love. I also made you doubt yourself.....i'm a complete idiot,you should slap me for that."

His of a palm against someone's cheek echoed in the air. Sapnap had his head turned 90 degrees from before,facing to the left.

".....I deserve that..."
"Yeah,you called for it."

"Mhm...anyway...baby,I'm sorry. I fucked badly,like,really badly. There's a way I can make it up to you? I'm willing to do anything you want,even kneel down every day and repeat love poems to show you how much I care and love you. You are my everything,the person with whom I want to spend the rest of my life... I am nothing without you... and if you want me back with you,I will spend every day of my life to prove it. From now on I want you to come and tell me everything you feel without fear,I will listen to you and I will help you overcome everything. We will do it together,you will no longer feel alone or abandoned. It's a promise,and you know that no metter what,I always keep my promise"
Sapnap finished.

Karl stared at him,his watery eyes filled with tears of joy this time.

"...Sapnap.....I love you so much"
"Words cannot express how much I love you Karl"

When Quackity returned from his coffee break,he had a mental breakdown.

"Hey! The fuck are you 2 doing? We are in public! Stop it before it's to late! You can do that at home,you could risk being sued for nudism!...at least not in front of my milkshake..."

And if he smiled seeing the couple busy eating their faces,no one has to know.

He began to walk away from the scene,to keep his eyes virgin as he sipped his strawberry milkshake.

"And even today I saved another relationship. Good job to myself,I deserve a raise"
He said happily,walking back to his studio.

"Wait...hold up...Those motherfuckers didn't pay me...Hey! Guys! Wait! I need my money. Make your public sex leter! I need my money! Guys! Listen to me!"
And if with the money they had given him,he had to pay a complaint,no one except the people present there had to know about it.