Karma, Bitch! -bxb-

Chapter 31

SIDE NOTE:

Tbh what I originally planned for this story was a bit different than what I decided to move forward with (as you may have noticed from the sudden mostly Danny POVs when it was originally starring Robin and Derek). So since it was already messed up in the first place I decided to play around and mess around with plot narrations. Like, how would people react if they were just reading the present without any context of the characters from the past? So far I'm having a field day with ya'll reactions but I thought I shouldn't torment you guys too much and added some filler chapters.

Also let me know how you guys feel about this style of narration. Is it too annoying or is it just enough suspense to be frustrating but keeps you going?

Btw if some of you don't understand how Robin feels. Imagine this quarantine thing but it never ends for 5 years and you're still told to work and raise hyperenergetic children in a contained space at the same time.

Derek's POV

The three of us were relaxing, catching up on the last 8 years while drinking tea while we forc- I mean, let the children continue playing house.

"So basically, I haven't seen the light of day before yesterday in 3 years, when the twins ran away from the pact house to go 'exploring'." Robin grumbled. I rolled my eyes beside him, "Oh you're still so fucking dramatic. You can see the outside world from the dozens of windows I installed couldn't you?"

His eyes twitched in annoyance. "I'm not your fucking bird. You can't expect me to never leave the pact house and raise twins and take care of official duties locked up in that mansion without me losing my mind at some point."

"...I see your honeymoon period's over." Danny chuckled. The two of us looked at him incredulously. "It didn't last very long sadly." I snorted. The air tensed up as I'd realised what I had just said, "...I'm gonna go play with Sophie and the boys." Robin whispered, and the smug look in my face instantly dropped, "Babe, that wasn't what I-"

BAM

I sighed, sitting back down in frustration. Fuck my big mouth. "What was that about?" Danny asked, sipping his tea curiously.

"After we got married, we ran into a little...crisis. It was a year after you left. We planned to start a family. But a sudden rogue attack while Robin was out checking on the patrols caused him to miscarriage. He was eight months into his pregnancy at the time, which meant the baby had already developed fully." I looked over at Danny, who just sat in silence, urging me to go on,

"It took him a year to get over the miscarriage, and then another year before we got pregnant again, but the doctor said that it was unstable, not to mention he was carrying twins. His labour was the single most terrifying moment I've ever felt. It lasted twelve hours, but it felt like a whole week had passed. At some point, Robin's heart stopped beating and he was bleeding more than normal. His face was so pale and cold I couldn't even see the faces of my sons who were so tiny and barely survived the labour. They didn't even cry out, they were so quiet and still, I thought they were dead too. I went into a panic attack and almost killed the doctor and nurses, but thankfully Ben was there to calm me down. It took them an hour to get Robin back to a stable condition, and it took him a week to open his eyes. I didn't leave his side once, and at some point, I completely forgot about my children, who were also struggling to live. We were first able to see them a week after Robin regained his consciousness, and when I did, I thought my heart had been ripped out of my chest. There I was looking at my two sons inside a glass case connected to six different tubes, needles stuck on either hand and an oxygen tank hovering over their heads. At the time the only thought that ran over my head was that I had abandoned my own children and left them for dead."

I gasped as I felt cold hands on my head, that was when I realised I had been shivering. "You know," Danny chuckled, "I'm always so proud to know how much pain you've all overcome. Kind of jealous actually. I always seem like I'm stuck on the past, unable to move forward. Hell, even when I try, the past comes chasing me down."

He snorted, "You think? We're all hellbent on the past, dude. Just because we're parents doesn't mean we've got two shits together. Whenever I leave Robin and the children I get constant anxiety of them disappearing somewhere I can't find them. I end up getting constantly jealous, prohibiting him from meeting his friends, get constant mood swings, and to top it all off unintentionally pissing him off with my presence."

"Sorry, did I start ranting at you?" Danny nodded, "Guess old habits never die."

"You're having a hard time right now, I shouldn't be telling you all this and making the mood go dark when we'd finally sat down and talk." I sighed. Danny chuckled, "No, this is good. I missed your constant ranting. We haven't spoken in years so I feel like I finally got my old friend back."

"Still...it's been 8 years. Somethings should start changing. Maybe I can listen to your rants this time?" Derek teased. I pretended to ponder about it, "Well, you'll be hearing your name a lot if I was to accept that offer so I'll save that for a rainy day. Just think of it as you owing me."

I smiled, "Yeah. I owe you a lot."

"Anyway, I understand why you would get constantly emotional. Knowing what happened with you fathers and all, especially to a rogue." Danny hesitated to say, I nodded, "But Robin's your husband. He's more than capable of handling anything you throw at him. I mean, he's put up with you for 23 years." he snorted.

I glared at him, "I don't know what you're talking about." He rolled his eyes, "The first memory I had of you two were of you clinging at his side even before he could start to walk. And then when you started 'bullying', if that could even be considered bullying, him I just thought it was one of your first love childhood phase."

I rubbed my head in embarrassment. Truth be told, that wasn't the only reason I'd acted that way. "Right, I was pretty childish back then. Pretending like I had everything all figured out...." I muttered the last part.

"Well, I better get going. I don't think I can manage to see Ben after I lashed out at him like that." Danny stood up from his chair and walked up to the kids' room. As soon as we opened the door we saw the kids and Robin giggling away, Robin dressed up as a pirate stealing away princess Sophie while the two boys were immersed in their roles as superheroes.

"Arrgg ya' can't catch me!" he growled, too caught up in the role. I admired my pretty mate, who's smile I hadn't seen much of lately, as he giggled and played with his children. Goddammit I wasn't supposed to get emotional.

"Sophie, it's time to leave." Danny called out. In an instant, the small child pulled off her princess costume and ran up to Danny, asking to be carried. "I'm hungry! We should ask Clara to buy us sandwiches."

"Sure, we'll get the ones from around the corner, your favorites."

"Yay!! Bye uncles~ Bye weirdos~" she waved at me and Robin and then to the twins. I could see the twins glaring at her, but then bursting to spouts of giggles, "Hope we never see you again~" San responded.

When did they get so close?

Danny soon left and the kids ran out of the room to bid them goodbye, leaving me with Robin, who had turned quiet again. He refused to look me in the eye as his gaze remained stiff on the pirate ship in his hand.

Slowly, I walked up to him, enveloping him in a warm hug which he did not respond to. "I'm sorry" I whispered, "I shouldn't have said that."

It was silent for a moment, and I had to wonder if he was still mad. But his hands soon crept up to my back, and he nuzzled his face into my chest, the heat from his cheeks warming it up, "....I'm not mad, stupid."

I smiled, "Yeah, I'm an idiot for you."