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Bookmarked by hope_06
23 Jun 2026
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The thing is, Dennis Whitaker is extremely levelheaded. He keeps his cool, rarely curses on the floor, and always offers to help (even other departments). When it comes to Trinity Santos or himself, Dennis would burn the world down. What Michael could not figure out was how he came to be standing between Dennis and Garcia in the breakroom. He listened to them volley insults back and forth as if there wasn’t an entire department desperately trying to eavesdrop steps outside the door.
Bookmarked by hope_06
23 Jun 2026
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“No,” Trinity finally said from where she was pressed with her back into a corner. “It’s the one thing that reminds me how much he loves me. Drop the key with Dana. Our relationship remains professional from here on out.”
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Dennis is hiding an injury at work. Robby notices.
(for an event! prompts in notes)
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- Part 1 of cherrybomb
Bookmarked by hope_06
22 Jun 2026
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Robby has let their relationship stay secret. It's just what's most convenient for both of them.
Dennis has never considered that his relationship with Robby could be public. In his experience, secrets and love have always gone together.
This is basically a prologue and a long conversation (facilitated by Jack Abbot.)
Bookmarked by hope_06
22 Jun 2026
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This is just pure smut, based on a photo I saw of Dr Robby looking submissive and breedable
Robby neglected to school his features, exhaustion weighing heavy on him from another hellish shift. He didn’t even mean to look up at Jack, but something caught his attention, he couldn’t even remember what it was.
With his brain foggy and fuzzy, he looked up through his eyelashes, gaze catching on Abbot, who was leaning over the counter, forearms on display, biceps flexing, threatening to rip the fabric of his tight black shirt.
Michael looked like something out of a museum, with the way he looked up at Jack, eyes wide and glassy, mouth open just a fraction.
“See something you like, Robinavitch?” Jack chuckled, interrupting Robby’s staring, looking down at him. It wasn’t often Jack was looking down at him.
He just coughed, shaking his head. “Nope.” Michael promptly chose to ignore the way butterflies were fluttering in his stomach and chest.
Bookmarked by hope_06
21 Jun 2026
