disco djo

For Robby, each hug stays with him for much longer than he knows it should. They touch something deep within him that he tries to bury day in, day out.

For Robby, each hug is like a reminder to himself that no matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he fights, he is still broken. Beyond repair.

To Jack, they're everything.

To Jack, they serve as a way to connect with the one person he couldn't bear to lose anymore.

To Jack, they're a reminder, a fucking neon sign screaming: This one. It's been this one for so long!!!

To Jack, they feel like the one time Robby doesn't actively try to slip through his fingers. Stops performing. Stops being Chief Attending Robby and truly becomes Michael Robinavitch. Something that Jack has learned to treasure more than most other things.

To Jack, every hug is practice for the one he's terrified he won't get to give anymore. The one that would be too late.

I wish I knew how to quit you, brother

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Okay so I was thinking, because of the nature of their shifts, Robby and Jack probably rely on text or leaving each other notes to communicate, especially when their sleep schedules are exact opposites. For things not as urgent, they probably prefer the analog way of writing things down.

For Jack, I’m picturing him writing on post-it notes and sticking them on the fridge, on their bedroom door, etc., for Robby to find when he wakes up. He probably has a stack of post-its on his night stand to write things down before he heads off for his shift.

For Robby though, he’s grabbing whatever pieces of paper he could find to scribble on, not caring what shapes or form they are in, as long as he can get the messages across. He would be putting pieces of tape on them so that he can slap these notes on random surfaces in their home for Jack to come across, a gift of pleasant surprises.

dennis gets flirted with by a bunch of lesbians (to which he awkwardly responds “oh i’m not…”), and the whole time trinity is like “wtf, i’m right here??”. it isn’t until a young trans person comes up to trinity and asks about her transition that they realize what’s happening. then they’re both like,

“ohhhhhhh, we’re stupid”

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HAPPY 55TH BIRTHDAY, NOAH WYLE! 🎉🥳✨