Oc story's

Karl and Robin (angst)

Tw: Suicide, death, depression

Robin and Karl had both fallen asleep on the couch while watching a movie together. They were still snuggling, but with only their heads touching as they slept soundly in each other's arms. Robin was the first to stir, rubbing his eyes tiredly before he smiled lazily at Karl who was on his lap. "Good morning," he said happily. Karl mumbled something incoherent, not opening his eyes. He nuzzled into the crook of Robin's neck before closing his eyes again, snoring lightly. Robin chuckled as he pulled Karl closer to him. His boyfriend looked so cute when he was sleepy. His fluffy brown hair that fell over his forehead, his pouty lips, and soft cheeks. It was hard not to smile or coo at him whenever he looked like that. Robin didn't think it could ever get any cuter than this, but it did happen every time. He loved it. He loved everything about his adorable boyfriend. Thought most people thought his boyfriend was weird because he had Autism and Tourette's syndrome, but he didn't care. The rest of the world wasn't going to take away what made him so wonderful. No one knew how special he really was. Robin would die for his little guy if he had to. If Karl needed anything, Robin would give it to him, no questions asked. That was just how much he cared. He wouldn't mind if everyone in the entire wide world knew how much he cared for his boyfriend. It would be fine. Karl would be happy knowing he was loved and supported unconditionally. He was a good person and deserved the best. Karl didn't deserve what people gave him, though. He'd done nothing wrong. His actions were all out of fear. Fear of being hurt by his family and his friends. Fear of losing them all. So he acted to protect himself rather than others. That was just sad. But then again, there were a lot of sad things in life. Like the fact that he had a severe case of Autism. He suffered from Tourette's's as well, which caused the symptoms. When Robin first saw him, he was a total wreck. Not even ten years old yet, already suffering from some type of psychotic break. The doctor told him it could have been depression or PTSD and he should try and work through it. And Robin agreed with him. He tried, actually. He worked so hard for months trying to figure out why Karl kept shutting down. Why he felt so bad. After months, though, it got too much for him. Every day he felt more hopeless. He couldn't understand why Karl was acting like that. Why he was constantly afraid.....and one day......things got to much for him and he.....he.....tried to kill himself. Robin was so devastated. He couldn't believe it. This little boy who never raised a hand to anyone, who was always smiling, who was always so friendly, and sweet....who didn't do anything wrong ...just wanted to die. Because he couldn't deal with everything that happened around him. Robin grip on Karl tightened as tears came to his eyes just thinking about that awful day. He hadn't stopped crying since that night. Karl was still sleeping peacefully in his arms, completely oblivious. He couldn't help but smile sadly at him. Poor little guy. He was so brave and kind. So compassionate. Even when he didn't want to be. Especially when he didn't want to be. It broke Robin's heart. Karl woke up when he felt something wet fall onto his cheek. He sleepily got up and noticed Robin crying, though Robin didn't seem to notice he woke up. When Karl went to go wipe a tear away from Robin face, he froze. Tears were streaming down Robin's face. He started sobbing louder, unable to stop himself now that he finally let himself grieve. Karl sat next to Robin on the couch and wrapped an arm around him, letting Robin bury his face in his chest. "It's okay..." he whispered, petting Robin's hair soothingly. Robin nodded against his shoulder, continuing to cry, but he didn't stop for a while. Eventually they decided to watch a movie. Karl didn't move from where he sat until he heard the door open behind him. He turned around to see who was coming home from work early. "Mom!" Robin called cheerfully. "Hey sweetheart how have you been." his mom said in a sad sympathetic tone. Robin looked at her confused before saying "I don't know what you mean me and Karl were just watching a movie." His mom looked at him sad and sympatheticly. "oh...sweetheart..." she said sadly. "come here...." she said reaching her arms out for him. He ran into her arms and just cried. She rubbed his back gently and held him close. "I'm sorry honey..." she sighed softly as she stroked his curly ginger hair. "I....I just want him back!" he screamed holding Karl's comfort plushy in his hand. 'He was mine! I was supposed to keep him safe!' "I'm sure he is, sweetheart..." she said, rubbing his shoulders, though Robin didn't seem to hear her, his thoughts running wild. 'But he isn't! He's gone!! I miss him!! He's gone!!! How am I supposed to live without him?!' he kept thinking in circles. This went on for days...than weeks...than months....than something snapped in Robin and he lost all hope. He became depressed and quiet, refusing to talk to anyone and refused to come out of his room. He hardly left his bed and stopped eating. All his friends tried everything to convince him otherwise, but they didn't succeed. He simply continued to decline and regress. His grades plummeted. His teachers started calling him in sick more often. He couldn't remember the last time he talked to any of them. He was barely functioning at school. And one day his body just completely shut down, unable to function anymore. He took a knife and he said "I'm coming my love." before stabbing him self in the chest and taking his own life. His parents rushed to his side after seeing his lifeless body lying on the floor. They buried him in the ground next to Karl's grave. "Were am I...?" Robin said opening his eyes slowly taking in what seemed to be a white void. "Am I dead? What...happened? I feel...so empty." he said quietly. "Why are my arms cold?" he said looking down at his arms. There were long, thin scars crisscrossing them. "I don't feel anything....I don't feel alive..." he said. "This feels...wrong. My skin doesn't feel like it has a pulse. I don't....feel anything." he said. "Is this what death feels like? Soon Some thing caught Robin's eyes.....people. There were people surrounding him, kneeling beside him and staring into his eyes. "Is this what it looks like...to meet God?" he asked. "You're beautiful...." one said. "Your spirit is pure. You deserve happiness. You will be rewarded for your great deeds." another said. "God wants to make your journey with us easier....your soulmate is waiting for you. Don't worry...you'll find him soon enough..." another one said. "Where am I?" Robin asked them curiously. "Welcome to heaven." they all replied in unison. "Who are you? Where is my soulmate?" Robin asked. "We will guide you in finding him." another said. "Follow us and you will find him." another one said. Robin followed them silently, wondering if they were leading him towards Heaven. As the group walked, more souls began joining them. They were all gorgeous and looked like angels. Their wings were pure white and they looked beautiful. Some wore beautiful gowns while others had simple robes. They all had smiles on their faces, though their eyes were red and puffy, as if they had been crying recently. " When suddenly they stopped in front of two people. Robin's eyes widened when one turned around, they were shorter and younger than Robin, they had fluffy brown hair, ice blue eyes, and two scars on his face one going across his left cheek and on coming down from his right eye......Karl. He was so beautiful. Robin couldn't take his eyes off him. He slowly stepped closer to him and smiled brightly. "Karl......." he breathed. "Yes..my love." Karl replied softly, moving forward and wrapping his arms around Robin tightly. "I missed you so much." Robin whimpered, hugging Karl tighter. "I missed you, too." Karl said softly. "I missed you so much..." Robin repeated quietly, burying his face in Karl's shoulder. "Please tell me this is real....it can't be..." he muttered, his voice muffled by the fabric covering Karl's shoulder. "Oh, my angel, it is real." Karl chuckled lightly, lifting Robin's head up with his hands. "I'm right here." he said softly smiling lovingly at Robin. "I love you." Robin sniffed wiping the tears from his face. "I love you, too." Karl said, pulling Robin even closer to him. "Now, We will stay together forever." he assured him. "Forever..." Robin whispered.