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Dennis was exhausted, sad, embarrassed, and fucking sticky.
Bren and Michael, both had warned him that it was going to be a lot, but nothing could have prepared him for the fresh hell that was today. He was ready to just go home, wrap himself up in one of his fiance’s big hoodies, curl up and die.
Brendon had just gotten home from a conference this evening and was blowing up Dennis's phone trying to figure out what was going on when he heard what had happened. After reassuring him that he was okay and throwing himself back into doing everything he could, the new intern was out of it.
He was getting ready to leave when he felt the comforting weight of Michael's hand on the back of his neck pulling him close.
“Hey kid, I just wanted to tell you I’m proud of you. You did great today and thank you for earlier.”
Dennis smiled brightly up at his soon-to-be brother in-law despite how drained he felt “Of course you don’t have to thank me for that. I’m glad I could help.”
The older man shook him gently, smiling fondly if not just a tad bit sad. “Can I ask you a little favor though? Maybe don’t bring this up to Sharkie? You know how he gets and he won’t let it go if he finds out.”
Dennis leaned in closer hugging Robby gently before stepping back an inch. “Michael, you know we don’t lie to each other like that. I won’t go run home and tell him but if he asks me directly, I won’t lie to him. Honestly, I really think you should just talk to him about it yourself. Might do you some good to get that off your chest to someone who loves you.”
It was one of the first promises Dennis and Brendon had made to each other when they finally decided to put a name to the thing that was happening between them. Honesty was important to both of them so they agreed that for better or worse they wouldn’t lie to each other.
“That’s all I can ask for, thank you. I’ll think about talking to him.”
“And that’s all I can ask for. Now I’m exhausted and I need to get home, love you.”
Robby ruffled his hair “Love you too, kid. Lemme, know you got home safely, okay?”
“Can do.”
With a final wave the two men headed off toward their respective homes completely unaware that the tail end of their conversation had been overheard by no other than Perlah and Princess.
“They’re fucking!! Robby and the new little twink are fucking!!” Princess whisper screamed in Tagalog.
“I’d say more than that they said they love each other! This is juicy.”
“We need to know more. Tomorrow were doing recon, maybe start a new bet.”
“I like the way you think.”
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Dennis was barely two steps in the door before Brendon was scooping him up in his strong arms, burring his face in the crook of the younger man’s neck.
“How are you, baby?”
Dennis melted immediately all the stress and pain of the day melting away in the arms of the man he loves. Tears started streaming down his face before he could even think of trying to stop them.
“I’m okay, just a lot. I wanna go to bed.”
“Shhh baby it’s okay, shower first then bed.”
There was really no room for protest before Brendon had even finished getting the words out of his mouth, he was already scooping Dennis up fully in his arms and carrying him to their large shower. He stripped them both with practiced hands, pressing sweet kisses to Dennis as he went.
Once under the soothing warmth of the shower’s spray Dennis laid his head against Brendon’s broad chest and let him do the rest. On any other day this would have been the perfect preamble for a bit of shower fun but today he simply relaxed as his lover washed away the day.
After he was deemed sufficiently cleaned Dennis felt himself being dried and prompted to brush his teeth while Brendon went to fetch his clothes. When he returned Dennis was dressed in boxers and his favorite hoodie, Brendon’s most well-loved collage hoodie that Den had claimed as his own, and carried off to bed.
Snuggled in bed together resting his head on Bren’s chest as his strong fingers switch between massaging the younger man’s scalp and playing with his damp curls.
“I love you, Denny, I’m here if you want to talk about it.”
“I love you too, Bren, we can talk about it in the morning right now I just want to sleep.”
Brendon gave him one final kiss whispering gently against his lips.
“Of course, baby. Now sleep.”
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As morning light began to creep into the room Dennis began to stir from his warm cocoon. He burrowed himself deeper into Brendon’s chest trying to chase those last few whispers of sleep. The weight of the previous day was finally beginning to lift ever so slightly as strong arms pulled him closer, pressing their bodies tightly together as nuzzles his nose into honey brown curls.
Dennis tilted his head up to capture the older man lips, wrapping his arms around his neck. Brendon took that as his cue, rolling on top of the smaller man pinning him down with his hips never breaking the kiss. For a while they just laid there lazily grinding against each other as they kissed until it wasn’t enough anymore.
Haphazardly removing each other’s clothes tossing them aside only breaking apart to remove Dennis’ hoodie. Brendon rested his forehead against the man below him taking him in.
It never ceased to amaze him that this was his life. That someone as beautiful and kind and just all around perfect as Dennis would be lying beneath him let alone agree to marry him.
Sensing the shark getting lost in his own head Dennis curls his fingers into soft brown curls, free from their usual gel prison, pulling him into a deeper kiss. Getting the memo loud and clear Brendon reaches a hand between them, gently pushing skilled fingers into his lover. Working the tight hole open with practiced ease before finally removing his hand and lining himself up Brendon felt the euphoria, he’d only ever felt with his Denny as he bottomed out.
Both men were willing to chalk it up the feelings they have to being hopelessly in love, but it truly felt as though the were made for each other on a cosmic level. One soul in two bodies coming together in their most pure form binding them together.
As the sounds of soft moans and skin lazily smacking against each other filled the room they both reached their peak. Collapsing down onto Dennis, Brendon took the opportunity to roll them over pull him close to his chest one final time that morning before they had to get up and enter the real world once more.
“Mmm…quite the wake-up call there, baby. How are you feeling?”
There was something so sexy about his voice in the morning, hell there was just something so sexy about Bren in general but for a man of few words it was unfair he could be effortlessly attractive.
Dennis bit his lip and laughed “I dunno why you’re saying it like that when you did all the work. All I did was lay there and look pretty.” He peppered kisses to the surgeon’s face before pushing himself up on his elbows.
“I feel better. Yesterday was rough but today is gonna be better, I can feel it. I’m never gonna live down my new nicknames or the fact that I put an IO in someone who was still awake, but Michael said I did good and I’ve already started the day off on a good foot.”
Brendon winced at the image of doing an IO incorrectly in that way but chose not to dwell on it. “Nicknames?” He said as he got out of bed pulling the intern with him leading them towards the bathroom to clean the remnants of cum and sweat off of them.
Just like that they fell into their comfortable routine, Dennis happily chattering away while Brendon was happy to listen and occasionally adding his own thoughts here and there.
He told him all about his first day in emergency medicine all the way up until they pulled into the PTMC parking garage. As they got out of the car shared one final kiss goodbye.
Dennis turned back before they started fully going their separate ways.
“I love you!”
“Love you too, baby.”