Mcyt -autistic- oneshots

That's a lot of people (Karl and Chris+Jimmy)

The request for this chapter was: I was wondering if you wanted to do one with Karl and the Mr beast squad again I don't mind what you do in it but only do it if you want to. Maybe in the the squid game irl there's to many people and its too loud so he has a sensory overload

Karl's POV:

We were filming the squid game video for Jimmy, and it was a lot of fun. Just very busy and maybe just a little overwhelming. But there was no pressure, not even a tiny bit. It wasn't like this was one of the most speculated videos so far, or that we had spent millions of dollars on this. And if I messed it up, nothing would matter, not at all.

So yea, I definitely didn't turn up early the first morning of the shoot, anxiety running through my veins. Sorry you must have got the wrong guy. Me? Well, I was as cool as a cucumber. And it wasn't obvious from how my lip was already bleeding because of anxious habits of biting it, because I wasn't anxious.

"You alright Karl?" I turned to the person next to me who had started talking. It was Chris.

"All good. How about you?"

"Yea, excited for this video." I nodded, humming in agreement before going back to what I had been doing. Looking at my phone to avoid making eye contact and make it seem like I was 'chilling'. There was only 10 more minutes or so of this, before we were getting our mics on and travelling to the first set. We all got changed into our outfits, which for once was made of a texture that my brain didn't have a problem with.

But there were so many people. So many faces and voices and different smells. Have you ever noticed how people have their own smell? Perfumes and stuff like that is only a small part of it. I looked out across at them all, and I didn't want to come off as arrogant or rude so I smiled as much as I could. People tell me I smile a lot anyway, I guess my brain does it automatically. To me I'm as socially inept as I could get, but people tell me a different story. Not sure if I can believe them though.

Still, we got ready to film the first few bits. And for those first few bits everything was fine. But then I realised that all those eyes could be looking at me, and it wasn't the number, it was the physicality. Twitch viewers don't have eyes staring back at mine, they can type in chat but it doesn't all build up with all the different sounds. It was all getting too much, but I'd feel bad if I was the reason the video didn't go well. Or if I let everyone down. And as far as I could be concerned in those moments, if I had to take a break, I would be letting everyone down.

Everything was getting to much and I needed out. I needed to get out!

Chris' POV:

I was busy trying to sort something out with one of our camera men, when I realised that Karl wasn't stood with me anymore. On a shoot as big as this, I had told him that he could stand with me the entire time to make it all a bit easier. He also never found it easy to ask for a break, so he would normally ask me to say it instead. I didn't mind, anything to make sure he was okay.

Looking round quickly, I still couldn't find him. They were just so many people and he was blending into it all. I walked over to Jimmy. He was probably having a very important conversation but knowing where Karl was and if he was okay, was way more important.

"What's up Chris?"

"I can't find Karl."

"Oh, I'm sure he's fine." I gave him a look. One of those looks that said 'no, we are going to find him'. Jimmy wasn't brushing it off, in fact he was trying to calm me down about Karl. It never really helps no matter how much he does it. "Come on let's go find him quickly."

We walked quickly through the warehouses. "He's probably outside." I stated, Jimmy just nodded and we moved out there. It was a pretty hot day out there, so we just ran around getting sweaty for about 10 minutes.

"You tried calling him?"

"Uh no. I'll do it now."

"You mean we've been running around for this long and you hadn't even called him Chris!"

"Ssh, I know. I'm doing it now." I said, holding my phone up to my ear. Eventually, it went through. "Karl?"

"Mhm."

"Hey, where are you? You good?"

"Mhm." He was evidently non-verbal.

"You're okay man. Jimmy and I are just trying to find you now." I turned my head away from the phone as I began to talk to Jimmy. "Get his location up on snap maps, this place is huge, it will give us a rough idea. He nodded before immediately going on his phone. "We're going to come help Karl, just try and stay calm. Do you want to stay on the phone?"

"Y-yea."

"Okay, and it's good to hear your voice." I was met with silence but stayed on the phone anyway.

"Okay I got it. It's back over where we were."

"Okay, you hear that Karl? We are coming to help you right now." He hummed in approval and I made light conversation as we jogged back over. We looked around a little bit and eventually I saw the red of Karl's jumpsuit. "Hey Karl."

"Hey Chris." He sounded tired. His jumpsuit was tied round his wait and he was fiddling with the hem on the black t-shirt he had been wearing underneath.

"What happened?"

"Just got overwhelmed and needed some fresh air I guess?" His voice always went so quiet, timid after sensory overloads. It was just while his brain pieced himself back together and worker everything out. But it was so different from his normal, loud, bubbly personality that it just broke my heart a little. Even after knowing him for so long, it still had the same effect.

"That's okay."

"We can go back and go into the break room if you'd like Karl?" Jimmy offered. He nodded slowly and stood up. "Let's get going then."

On the way back, Karl walked in between the two of us, and shuffled along. His feet scraping across the ground as we went back into the place with all the sets. We walked back past the large group of people and I protected Karl a little as I watched him pull his hands up to his ears. He hadn't quite calmed down yet. And before we knew it, we were in the green room, or what we mostly referred to it as the break room. There were a few chairs in then, a small fridge, drinks, snacks, a tv and an air conditioning unit. Karl sat down and I got him a bottle of water out the fridge and then a packet of chips. I sat down next to him on the sofa we had in there.

"I'm going to let them all know we aren't going to start for 20 minutes? That enough time." Karl nodded, munching on some chips already. "Okay, see you out there!" Jimmy said, closing the door as he left the room.

"So, you all okay now?"

"Just need a bit more of a break."

"Yea, we can have 20 more minutes."

"That's enough."

"Good. You want to talk about why you ran off?"

"Just got overwhelmed. It's hot, and it's loud. And there's a lot of people. And none of them know I'm autistic so I have to mask so much more. And everything just built up and the only thing I had enough control to do was just go. Get myself out of the situation. I would have asked you, but you were talking and I was pretty much non-verbal the entire time anyway."

"You don't have to talk to me, you know. I can probably tell your overwhelmed just by looking at your face. And if I'm talking just tap me on my shoulder a few times, I promise I'll realise at some point."

"Thanks Chris."

"You're welcome. Can I have a chip or two as a thank you?"

"There are literally so many other bags over there!" Karl giggled.

"Yes, but none of them are your bag of chips, now pass them over big guy!" I laughed back. Silently, he agreed and we proceeded to sit, eating chips and talking to each other until the 20 minutes were up. With a large smile on both our faces, we walked out the break room to go film the video. And what a video it turned out to be.

A/n Hey. Thank you so much for reading, let me know what you think of this chapter. Also, I hope you had a great day today, tell me all about it!