Illegalâs So Fun- Part 1
Coffee With Cream And Sugar: For đ Anon
Pairing: Karl Jacobs & Sapnap x reader
Fanfic streetracer AU with Karl Jacobs, Sapnap, and gn reader
A/N: Ty for ordering, đ anon! I really hope you enjoy, sorry it took so incredibly long, and I hope I sort of got this right! If not Iâll gladly redo it >:D
Mondays were the best day of the week.
Well, Mondays and Wednesdays.
Because, on those three weeknights, Sapnap got to street race.
In their bustling modern city, only a few miles from LâManburg, Sapnap hung out with his gang. No, not like a âwe kidnap and murder peopleâ gang.
True, street racing in their city was just as illegal as a âwe kidnap and murder peopleâ gang.
This is what Sapnap thought as his car veered around the corner of SMP Street. He continued without looking back, only raising a hand out of his open window to shoot Dream the middle finger.
Sapnapâs signature smirk crossed his face as he rose from his cushiony driverâs seat to open the car door and step out. His prized vehicle was a fiery orange, with flames perfectly painted the sides by their friends Niki and Ponk. Niki was a baker, sharing a bakery with their other friend Puffy, but she was an artist in her spare time. Ponk worked at a mechanic shop, which was perfect for Sapnap and his gang (thankfully Ponk didn't call the police on them when he first saw them street racing).
And it wasn't as if Sapnap and his gang were poor or something. They just had- as most men do- a thrill for adventure and breaking the rules.
So, naturally, Sapnap whipped out his phone in front of Dream and began playing âindustry babyâ on Spotify.
Dream grumbled, getting out of the car.
âGeorge!â He called to his boyfriend, another member of the gang.
George perked up. âUh, it wasâŠSapnap.â He had recorded a replay tape by the finish line to ensure fairness.
Sapnap cackled. âBro, you didnât even need that! I was way ahead of you, Dream!â
The man in the mask waved a hand in dismissal and walked away, grumbling again, with George trailing behind him.
Just then, Karl (Sapnapâs boyfriend) raced up and captured his lips in a fierce kiss.
âHow are you so good at this??â He gasped when he pulled away.
âLuck, andâŠa shit ton of practice.â Sapnap smiled, pressing a kiss to Karlâs forehead.
Quackity, the final group member, was quick to follow Karl over. As usual, he was holding a bottle of whiskey (which was why the rest of the gang usually didnât let him race, as he had a habit for drinking.)
He hollered, âThat was POGGERS, Sap! As always.â He added, which was very true.
Karl nuzzled into Sapnap. âHonestly, I think youâre the best racer in the gang,â he sighed, his voice muffled by Sapnapâs jacket.
Sapnap puffed out his chest. âYeah, well, I try.â
He hugged his arm tighter around Karl.
âLove you,â Karl breathed.
âYeah, love you too, sugarplum.â
God, their gang was the best.
jesus i am S O sorry my dear đ, it took me wayyyy too long- promise i'll make more parts, I'm working on it for you my darling <3333