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#PITTWHUMPWEEK2026 @pittwhumpweek Day 5 prompt - Unhappy Customer - 1,302 words

FIC COLLECTION TITLE: Suicide Machines Written by @akathecentimetre, art by @agarthanlaboratory Pairings: Rabbot, explicit / developing / implied

Excerpt, Day 5:  Robby dares to twitch one eye open slightly, looking sullenly upwards. "You're no fun." "Right now I'm not, no," Jack says, still in that light, too-polite voice. He turns slightly to the side to pick up a handful of steri-strips. "I wonder why?" Robby squints with his one eye. Over Jack's shoulder, he just about makes out the shoulders of Perlah and Princess turning away in a hurry. Beyond them, Whitaker and Santos are openly watching, hands still on their charting keyboards. Kwon is tapping a pen against her teeth, eyes narrowed like she's committing something very deliberately, rather than passively, to memory. "People're staring," Robby mumbles. "Let 'em." And oh, okay. That's what this is about. Robby would blush, if he wasn't sure it would make his cheeks redder and more blood-filled than they need to be right now - so instead he closes his eye again, takes a deep breath, and lets Jack continue, every brief brush of scrubs or skin against him confidently whispering Mine, mine, mine -