stobin!omegaversetimetravelAU
the world fucked up and steve and robin where paying for the consequences. it was either that or they did something truly unforgivable in their past lives and the only way to atone for their sins is to save the world apparently.
steve and robin would like to reiterate that they are not heroes okay. they're not jonathan and nancy.
hell they would argue that they're not even suppose to be here. " you never leave pack behind. "
steve and robin are weak for pups though, their pups especially; twin brown eyes looking back at them, for the first time filled with hope. dead brown eyes looking back them; lucas, dustin. erica-
no don't think about that.
'fuck it,' the duo thought. the apocalypse already happened. steve and robin are tired of being the responsible ones; there is no one here to take care of.
"it doesn't hurt anymore."
everyone that would put a stop to it was gone. their pack is gone. they're allowed to be a little reckless; jane and will are fading fast...
steve and robin offer the only thing they could at the moment; one final wish and promise to their pups. they pull the twins into their arms and stroke jane and wills matted, blood-caked hair. one last final act of comfort, before they too leave this world.
the world doesn't end with a loud bang, but with a whimper. grief premating the aftermath.
going back to before felt too easy. there is no loud flash of light that blinds them. the world isn't multicolored. it's a quiet thing. steve and robin's bodies feel heavy. the world slows down until it feels like they're swimming in molasses. their vision darkness... they finally get to go home.
steve wakes up feeling like he got the breath knocked out of him. he feels hot and sticky. then the pain shoots up his abdomen and suddenly he doesn't care that his bed feels like a small pool; wet and flushed like he just finished swimming practice. everything hurts. the pain was too much. steve is so disoriented he doesn't notice the blood in between his legs or the sharp ache of his gums.
everything hurts. steve feels like he's being cooked alive. steve does the only thing he can do and curl up into a ball and cry. the brown haired boy wrapped his arms around himself, hoping the cold comfort was enough to keep him from falling into insanity.
robin wakes up to the world being loud. she can hear every little rain droplet hit the roof of her home. she can hear the twitch of the pipes. she can smell the scent of damp grass. the muggy staleness makes her sweat slicked skin feel even more unbearable. she sucks in a breath and that's when she tastes the blood. her lips were cut up by the canines of her teeth.
she feels so fucking angry.
the world is just so fucking loud.
robin been overstimulated before but never to this extent. it feels like her entire nervous system has been replaced with live wires. she grabs all the pillows and blankets and tries to smother herself. hoping that the darkness is enough too dull the too bright world. if not they're gonna be having a whole lot of problems.
shockingly it wasn't the acquired superpowers that made the world tilt on it's axis or even the time traveling, no it was the change in designation that did it.
