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Robby's casual encounter turns into something very much not casual, Dennis finds family and home in unexpected places and Trinity's walls start crumbling.
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Bookmarked by Joeycalico
24 Apr 2026
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"Oh, and you got the med students and new interns starting today, so good luck with that."
"Lucky, lucky me."
Robby had no idea exactly how bad of a start his day was about to get. Not until he recognized one of his new med students.
"Uh, Dennis Whitaker, MS4."
The same kid he had writhing and moaning on his lap almost exactly a year ago.
This is bad. Very fucking bad.
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Robby tries to deal with everything that's happened (and by deal I mean repress), Dennis learns family isn't always what you grew up with and Trinity's walls start to crumble.
[Formerly named: Cooperation]
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“Fuck, you’re so hot, old man,” Dennis moaned, letting those greedy fingers bury themselves into Robby’s chest hair.
Robby grinned, pleased, before taking the initiative to pull off Dennis’ red flannel and sweaty white tank. It left them both naked from the waist up, with only their respective jewelry hanging from their necks.
“You Jewish?” Dennis asked, one finger tapping against the Magen David, making it press firmly into Robby’s skin like a brand.
“That a problem, kid?”
“Jeeze, ‘course not. Just curious,” Dennis scoffed, before he used warm hands to cup Robby’s cheeks to pull him into another heated kiss.
Or; what if Robby went on a sabbatical after Dr Adamson died, and he found himself in Broken Bow years before Dennis Whitaker ever came to PTMC?
Bookmarked by Joeycalico
23 Apr 2026
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Dennis Whitaker shouldn't be alone with his attending in a cabin in the woods. He really shouldn't.
He wouldn't jeopardize his career for the man he looks up to.
He really wouldn't.Set after S1.
English isn't my first language.
Title from "a dream of the forest" by Thomas Parrish. -
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His walk stuttered. Stumbling over himself. There was only one thought that shot through his head, nearly making his ears ring.
Robby?
There was zero chance in hell the man sitting in front of him was Robby. Robby, who only went out with the crew when the stars aligned just right. Robby, who was nearly a recluse, save for work and the occasional beer in the park outside of the hospital. No. He wouldn’t be surrounding himself with this kind of noise, this amount of people after the shift he had today. Wouldn’t be rolling up to a goddamn gay bar to blow off steam.
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Whitaker goes out on the town to clear his head, and runs into the one person he'd been trying to get off his mind.
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- Part 1 of teach me how to not stare at you.
Bookmarked by Joeycalico
23 Apr 2026