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"Can I say something ghoulish?" Robby asked, soft in that way he got when he was ashamed of himself.
"Brother, you can say anything you want," Jack shot back, easy.
"You know what I mean."
"Aren't we past this? Like, years past this? And besides, I've seen into the deepest, darkest, blackest pit of human depravity; if you say anything that even rates, I will be impressed."
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22 Feb 2026
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The next fifteen hours
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wake up in the morning feeling like by morphosyntactic for ShowMeAHero
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
28 Dec 2025
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"Finish what we started last night?"
"Man," Jack says, and Robby can hear the pleasure and interest in his voice, alongside a thread of amusement, "I forgot you get like this after a big night as well."
It’s the morning after the PTMC winter party, and Robby has a hangover.
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22 Feb 2026
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After Robby finishes flossing and pulls out his bottle of mouthwash, he looks through the glass once more, then pauses for a beat when he notices Jack is watching him. Robby's lips quirk before he flicks his gaze away and focuses on rinsing his mouth, trying to lose his thoughts in the sharp minty flavor. It doesn't work. Every so often, he risks another peek, sees Jack studying him unblinkingly, then glances away again. His cheeks heat, at odds with the comfortable chill on his own bare chest. But though he keeps waiting for Jack to tease him about looking like a chipmunk with his puffed-out cheeks, he doesn't say a word. When he finally spits the mouthwash out, Robby takes a deep breath, glances again, then huffs out a chuckle. Jack is, in fact, still focused on him. And he's smiling. "Got something to say?" Robby asks.
Jack shrugs. "Oh, don't mind me." His gaze travels slowly, slowly down Robby's body, the kind of glacial pace that sends a shiver rippling through his veins. "Just enjoying the view."
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22 Feb 2026
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“Fuck, marry, kill,” Trinity says. Dennis isn't sure how they got onto this game, other than that Trinity's home-made sangria was involved, but he knows from the look on her face this is going to be a rough one, one way or another. “Dana, Abbot, Robby.”
Something briefly shorts out in Dennis’ brain.
Dennis daydreams about Abbot and Robby. A lot.
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22 Feb 2026