Buckysprettylips
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"The pedes consult for the kid in South 6," he said, aiming for casual and landing somewhere in the vicinity of really fucking obvious. "Do we know who's coming down?"
Dana continued typing. "Someone from pedes."
"Yes, but who from pedes?"
"Does it matter?"
"I'd like to know who I'm working with. For-” Robby waved his hands around. “-continuity purposes." Robby hoped that wasn’t as pathetic as it sounded.
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After the Fourth of July, Robby leaves.
Whitaker follows.
Somewhere between Pittsburgh and the Great Plains, Dennis convinces him to come home.
Or: A getting-together oneshot that turned into a series about Robby and Dennis figuring out what they want to be to each other. Featuring yearning, hurt (but also comfort), Jack Abbot serving as Robby’s unlicensed therapist, Trinity Santos suffering more than Jesus, quite a lot of smut, actually, and gratuitous references to the great state of Nebraska.
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One thing Robby might have forgotten to mention to Whitaker is that he installed a Ring camera at his door over a year ago.
It’s not bad - it’s not like he’s going to tune in and watch the man’s life.
And it’s not creepy if he’s just checking it… right?
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Dennis Whitaker knows nearly nothing about the alpha who calls himself Michael Robinavitch. He knows only that he sends Dennis the most lovely letters.
Or: Hucklerobby historical mail order bride! AU
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“For the month I’ve been gone, you’re a lot bolder."
Immediately, Dennis was blushing again. Hard. Anything that previously came out of Robby’s mouth was tame compared to this charged tension in the room that Robby wasn’t even in. How did he always seem to do that?
Before Dennis could open his mouth to respond, Robby chuckled and asked, “Have you been holding back from me, Whitaker?”
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The first time Robby called Dennis on his sabbatical, Dennis didn't think much of it. That was until he kept calling, and Dennis always kept answering. Before he knew it, Dennis was calling him, and shit. He was in a talking stage with his boss.