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"Oh," Jack said, once he'd peeled back the brown paper wrapping. "Well, it's, uh. It's woollen. Got good thermal resistance. Thanks, Robby."
Jack's ma had raised him to be specific and prompt in his thanks for any gift received, but the unforeseen flaw with that life advice, Jack now realised, was that you had to be able to tell what the gift was.
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03 Jul 2026
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It took Jack until his third year at PTMC, when Lena brought in a pretty damn spectacular berry sheet cake for Adamson's seventieth, for him to realise that he hadn't a clue when Robby's birthday was.
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03 Jul 2026
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Well I told you from the start just how this would end by ananda9819
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
19 Jun 2026
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Jack looked up to see big concerned brown eyes gazing down at him from behind unruly hair. For a moment he felt unsteady, the room around him not quite level, very real danger of rolling head over heels into a corner.
Jack leaves behind a restrictive upbringing for the unknowns of college. On his own for the first time, he’s sure about his plans, unsure about himself, and a little lonely. Thankfully his RA, Robby Robinavitch, is there to support him in this scary new world…and maybe more.
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26 Jun 2026
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“I didn’t say I minded, uh, sharing a bed with you.” Robby scratches at his beard and tries not to look at Jack. It’s hard because Jack isn’t even looking at the road; he’s smiling sideways at him.
“Don’t worry. I don’t kick.”
“I think the phrase is ‘I don’t bite’.”
Jack’s grin widens.
“That’s the problem. I do bite.”
Robby fears his recovery is going to feel very long.
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The time Jack learns he's Robby's emergency contact through an unexpected appendectomy.Bookmarked by boxerintheclearing
25 Jun 2026
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When Jack comes home late from a SWAT call, looking like every fantasy Robby has ever had, they crash together like they haven't in months. The moment Robby's hand slides into Jack's pants the fantasy shatters. Jack can't get hard, hasn't been able to for weeks, and suddenly three months of "it's fine" come crashing down around them. Sometimes love means taking pills together, laughing through the awkwardness, and rediscovering that even at fifty you can still have sex so good you need to set a timer for the ER.
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23 Jun 2026