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Finally, Jack was home. After grueling months of deployment, while rewarding, he is so happy to be home. He made it through the bus ride to the airport, the plane ride home, and the taxi ride to his apartment without collapsing — shocker.
But he made it. And now he stands right outside his apartment with the door being his only obstacle left.
However, despite the many pleas from a certain brown-haired and brown-eyed man, he had no one waiting at the airport for him. Instead, his partner, his person, is on the other side of that door.
The vast amount of phone calls and letters would never match up to the joys Jack gets from physically being around Robby. Especially given the fact that DADT is in place, making their communications extremely restrictive and secretive.
All he has to do is turn his key into the knob, push the door open, and he’ll most likely find Robby sprawled out on the couch with a textbook lying flat on his chest as he sleeps. For some reason, though, he can’t find it in himself to turn that knob just yet.
He has missed Robby so much. Missed him so much that his heart ached when his nights on base got too quiet, when he didn’t hear small snores from anyone next to him or felt soft hair tickling his neck. He has missed him, truly. However, he worries that Robby, no matter how many reassurances were whispered through phone calls, won’t want to bear the weight of DADT anymore, wanting to be free to be himself.
It’s stupid, he knows that. He typically isn’t the worrier in their relationship. Given the amount of times Robby has needed reassurance that Jack only had eyes for him — I mean how could I not, he’s hot as hell, he thinks — Jack isn’t necessarily labeled as the worrier. He only ever overthinks this aspect of their relationship where Robby will leave him for someone who allows him to fully be him. Logically, he knows that’s not true because time and time again Robby has shown his devotion to their relationship through all their long distance communication. Yet, Jacks brain always nags at him like this, especially when he comes back from deployment.
But his worrying tends to be outweighed by how much he misses Robby.
He thinks, only way but through, right, as he reaches out to the door knob. Before he can actually turn the cold metal, he is interrupted by the door flying open, revealing Robby.
“Sorry!! I may or may not have been peeking when your taxi pulled up, and you just were taking forever to open the door,” Robby quickly explains once he takes in Jacks bewildered face. “I just… I really wanted to see you. I missed you.” He adds, softer.
As for Jack, he barely got any of that. His brain may have short circuited once he fully looked at Robby’s face, because before his deployment, Robby’s face was as clean shaven as it was when he was a baby. Everyone constantly made fun of his baby face as he would blush and beg everyone to stop. But now, well now his face is sporting a thick, brown beard. Fuck he’s hot.
With a huff of a laugh Robby asks “What? you like the beard?” Shit, I said that out loud didn’t I, Jack thinks.
He is still somewhat stuck in a daze because currently Robby is standing in the doorway, in his old gray sweatpants, Jacks long sleeve black tee, hair all rumpled, glasses perched on his nose, as he scratches at his beard. And to Jack, well, he just looks divine.
Once another beat passes where Jack is still stuck staring, Robby starts to open his mouth but before he can say anything Jack is rushing towards him, crowding his space, and smashing his lips against his.
He backs Robby up into their apartment, slamming the door behind them, and shoving Robby into the wall.
With a groan coming from Robby, his hand follows and slowly pushes Jack away. Jack will never admit it, but he did in fact pout.
“What’s up with you?” Robby asks with a small laugh.
“Just missed you is all,” Jack replies which comes out barely coherent as he shoves his face into Robby’s neck and starts leaving soft kisses anywhere he can reach. “And that beard..” Jack trails.
“Yeah, rotations made me go a little crazy and I never found time to fully shave it,” Robby explains. “I know it’s a big difference, I can change-“
“No!” Jack interrupts. “No, no.. I, um, I like it. A lot.”
“Alright then, it’s settled,” Robby says with a grin as he pulls Jack into another kiss, grabbing his hips with a tight grip as Jack sighs and starts back pedaling to their bedroom. “The beard isn’t going anywhere.”
Rabbot ‘together since the start’ social media au:
Part 19/?
Masterpost
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“I’m going to make you sit in the middle on the plane just for this,” Robby wiggles his phone at Jack from across the bedroom, looking at him over his glasses.
“I’ll tell them you’re making a disabled vet change seats for your own selfish desires,” Jack says, smiling serenely.
Robby rolls his eyes but he laughs. “You’re a fucking brat.”
“Don’t pretend that doesn’t turn you on,” Jack says, folding his shirt and putting it in the suitcase. “I wouldn’t be such a brat if it didn’t always end up with me being fucked within an inch of my life.”
Robby sighs, but his eyes have gone darker, his voice lower. “My fault for rewarding bad behaviour.”
“Mhm,” Jack nods. “Maybe I’ll post a picture of your sunburn next.”
Robby comes around the bed, grabbing Jack’s hips and tugging him close. “Don’t you fucking dare.”
What happens when the Pitt finds out Robby keeps a picture of Med school jack in his wallet? (edit of this on my tt: avidoldmaneditor)
Features:
Robby and Jack are together in this!!!, all fluff, Perla and Princess being themselves, embarrassed/simp robby, teasing, one kiss/very slight PDA, talks about coming to terms with sexuality, loss]
A/n: Got carried away but I LOVE THEM SM IDRCCCC
In Dina’s defense she did not mean to find it.
She was hungry, and when she got hungry, she got angry. Hangry if you will and the Pitt falls apart when she is not on her A+ game.
She refused to take one of admins blood donuts. So it was impeccable timing when a dad of a little girl selling girl scout cookies came in. They didn’t wanna leave their merchandise behind so a box of cookies sat in north 1.
The only thing is that Dina does not carry cash, most people don’t, but she knows Robby does. He is even old for her standards. Robby also owes her 20 bucks when they went to a no cash diner about a week ago.
She can’t find him and needs to consume some sort of food soon before she blows someone’s head off with just a glare.
So she finds his bag that he puts under the nurses station. Claiming that he never has time to go to the locker room but she knows he is just lazy.
Perla and Princess hover over as she digs around his bag, they want to make sure she gets a kind they also like.
She finally finds the black leather wallet af the bottom of the bag, everything in there seemed to be thrown around half hazardous.
When she goes to pull out 20 bucks a little square object catches her eye. She figures it must be a picture of Jake as a kid or something.
“Look robby keeps a picture of Jake in his…” She starts to say to the two woman behind her before she stops. She was not expecting that.
It couldn’t have been Jake, the boy in the picture has curly red hair and seem to be in his early to mid twenties.
“Who is that?” Perla mutters to the other two woman.
They take a second to look over the picture. It’s pretty worn through. You could tell it was taken at least 30 years ago just by the quality alone.
The picture is taken so the persons face is facing directly below the camera, almost like the persons head was resting in the person’s who was holding the camera lap.
There was a smile plastered on his face, a smile of real, pure happiness. Showing all of his teeth and smile lines along his face. Along with the long red curly hair, came a field of freckles all over his noise and cheeks.
“Is that…” Just as realization takes over the three women, someone speaks in front of them.
“Is that Robby’s wallet?”
Each woman’s head snapped up to be met with non other than Jack Abbot, the same man that is in a picture in Dina’s hands.
“You were very cute Dr. Abbot.” Princess smirks before being elbowed by Perla and scolded in Tagalog.
Jacks eyebrow raises. “Thank you?” He says almost like he is asking a question. His eyes flicker to Dina’s hand that is not holding the wallet. To the picture.
Jack walks around to the other side of the counter and slowly takes the picture from Dina. The woman just watch him, with a hesitant smile of their face.
He immediately smiles at the picture, giving it a once over.
“Where did you find this?” He asks looking up, his eyes turning to the wallet as Dina’s eyes flicker to her hand. “It’s was in Mike’s wallet?”
Dina nods as a real smile takes over her face. “Yeah I do have to admit, you were a pretty cute young man Jack.”
Jack smile, “Hey I still am, I will have you know.”
Just then robby walks over, oblivious to what just happened. “You still are what?” Standing close to Jack in hopes to suck up his lovers warmth that he so lacks. But his eyes catch a familiar color of red in the object the jack holds.
Heat immediately rises up Robby’s neck. “You went through my wallet.” His voice raises but embarrassment instead of anger takes over his voice.
He makes an attempt to snatch the picture away but his partner is just a little to quicker.
“ah ah ah.” Jack pulls away. “How long has this been in there and how come I never knew?” Jack questions as his eyebrows lift and slight cocky smile plays on his face.
Dina laughs “You didn’t know jack?”
“I had no idea.” Jack never takes his eyes off of Robby as robby head falls and he looks like a kid that just got caught with his hand stuck in a cookie jar.
Robby huffs out, looking out at the group. “I found when we went through all our old college stuff when we were moving in together, about 4 years ago. It’s been in there since.”
Jack softens at this confession. “Really?”
“Yes” Robby looks at Jack and holds out his hand. Jack lays the photo down in Robby’s meaty hand.
“Who knew the great Dr. Michael Robinavitch was such a softy.” Dina perks up, looking on.
Robby rolls his eyes before stealing his wallet out of her hands. “You went through my wallet?” He says ignoring her comment.
Oh yeah, all this made her forget about her task in the first place. “Yeah you owe me 20 dollars.”
Robby raises his eyebrows but releases them and sighs. He puts the picture back into the wallet and drags out a 20 dollar bill. “Here.”
Dina smiles and takes the money “Why ain’t I in there too?”
“Don’t you have something else do to?” Robby says rubbing his hands across his face.
Dina chuckles before turning around to head to north 1, Perla and Princess following close behind her.
Robby turns back to find his husband still staring at him. Again heat travels to Robby’s cheeks and neck at the attention. He throws his wallet back into his bag before slides the backpack back under the desk.
Jack stands there smiling.
“What?” Robby ask making eye contact and stepping back into Jacks space, enough to keep it professional but still enough for Robby to have Jacks calming presence.
“Nothing, I’m just wondering why that picture?”
Robby pauses he never really thought about why he that picture was so important to him. He just knew every time he looked at it, he felt the love and connection they had. “I think it’s because” He pauses. “I think that is the moment when I feel in love with you.”
Jack softens again, leaning into robby. Everything else fades out around them.
Robby and Jack have had their ups and downs. They met during med school. They soon started to sleep together, never putting a naming to what it was.
After med school, Jack joined the army and they spilt in different directions. Only fate would bring them back together when they both applied and got hired at PTMC.
At this point Jack was openly out as Bi. After losing his leg and almost his life in the military, as well as his wife, he knew he had to be true to who he was.
Jack wanted Robby for years but said nothing, in hopes that Robby would find his way to him; and that is exactly what happened.
After Heather broke it off with Robby, in part because of his relationship with jack, he knew if he kept going down this road, he wouldn’t last.
They have been together for the the last 5 years, married after 2, and either of them would change anything for the world.
“Yeah” Robby mutters “Even if I didn’t wanna admit it then.” He looks softly into his husbands eyes.
Jack softly smiles, “Me too.” He admits. After a few moments, “I think that picture was taken moments before we had sex for the first time too.”
Robby eyes blow wide open “Jesus christ Jack” Robby looks around to make sure no heard what he just said, but with the chaos around them no one is paying them any attention.
“What? It’s true?” Jack laugh as robby shakes his head.
“I don’t know why I put up with you.” Robby still shaking his head and stepping closer.
“Because you love me.” Jack quips back.
Their eyes met and there is no denying that. “Mhm. For some reason.” Robby with a small smiling.
This cause Jack to grin. He leans forward a presses a small but loving kiss to robby’s lips. He knows Robby does not like PDA, especially at work, but he couldn’t help himself. And Jack would dare Gloria to fire either of them, see how well that goes for her.
He surprisingly pulls back to find Robby smiling without a care in the world. Man, Jack loves to see Robby like this, Happy.
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you're writing hatosyverse stuff and i love it and it's got me thinking. jack that does audio porn (maybe for a fundraiser) and sort of expects some teasing, expects robby to be secretly really into it because come on- he gets his own personal porn, but instead robby is going insane not at the actual porn but at how hot everyone else finds jack. robby getting off on the idea of jack, who is his, being desired by half the hospital- half the patrons. a bit cuck, a bit power play, a bit possession.
sorry this took forever. this was soooo juicy. jack being hot doctor lollll. i do think robby would basically wanna fuck jack in front of everyone to claim him. he gets insufferably touchy for a little. people think it’s him regretting ‘allowing’ jack to do the porn, meanwhile robby is getting off on the fact he has the hottest guy around.
jack should’ve never let victoria put him on tiktok. it started with three words. she went around at handoff and asked what was the strangest thing they’d ever had to remove from a body. jack said ‘dog bones, multiple.’ he didn’t even look at the camera lens.
it sort of took off from there.
victoria awkwardly relaying that an audio porn company had reached out to her to ask if jack work participate in a healthcare appreciation week…well that was just funny.
nobody really thought jack would do it, least of all jack. but, well, the proceeds were going to a good cause, and robby had promised he was mostly fine with it.
jack didn’t think anyone would really pay attention to it. it wasn’t like he had a real following. he was just a beloved guest star on dr. j’s account. he only shot a couple promo vids with the app, there was a well lit photoshoot that he must admit he looked amazing in. but regardless, jack genuinely didn’t think more than a couple thousand people would tune in.
‘hot doctor’ trended. he had friends from med school reach out about it. everyone from the pitt listened. princess hosted a fucking party where she played it on a speaker.
robby couldn’t handle it.
it was even that he was jealous! he wasn’t insecure, either! it was a weird, secret third thing where he was constantly preening at the fact jack only had eyes for him.
everyone knew now. they knew jack had a fucking mouth on him, they knew how he sounded when he was feeling good, they knew how he could hedge between commanding and a little whimpery.
they knew robby had a front row seat to it every weekend.
robby was urgently fucking into jack, who made a whiny noise. “oh, you didn’t make that one for everyone else,” robby teased.
“fuck you,” jack said through gritted teeth.
“no, i’m fucking you,” robby joked. jack tried to playfully smack him, but robby grabbed him by the wrist and held jack’s dominant hand to his chest. “do you think all of them know you take it up the ass and get fucked stupid?”
jack shook his head. he didn’t know what he was disagreeing with. “don’t be-uh,” jack unto himself with a moan. “don’t be mean!”
robby moved to jerk jack off. “does that feel mean?” he asked.
“keep going,” jack pleaded.
robby listened, but he wanted more. he needed to hear something. “tell me how good i make you feel.”
jack gave in. he didn’t have to stretch the truth, even. “make me feel so good. no one else...” jack trailed off, having to make a throaty noise.
“all those people wanna be fucked by you.” robby noted, on the brink himself. “they don’t even know what they’re missing out on.”
they came together, jack actually went mostly silent when the orgasm was intense. robby smirked at the indescribable little squeaky breaths a microphone couldn’t pick up. yeah, only he got to hear those.
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Summary: Fifty years after thinking he was straight Robby attends his first Pride with Jack.
Characters: Jack Abbot, Michael (Robby) Robinavitch.
Robby x Jack (Rabbot)
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The first June weekend in Pittsburgh arrived with a thick humid heat that clung to the skin but the air downtown was electric with a different kind of energy. Rainbow flags in every conceivable size and shade hung from storefronts and apartment windows. The city was a riot of color and sound, a vibrant pulsating heartbeat of celebration and defiance.
It was Pride weekend - and for Jack it was as much part of his year as Christmas or his own birthday. For Robby on the other hand it felt like stepping onto another planet. He knew about Pride - of course he knew. You weren’t friends with Jack Abbot for twenty-five years and didn’t know about it. But he never attended. He usually worked double shifts that weekend so that his staff could attend the festivities if they wanted to.
This time was different.
This time he very much intended to be part of the celebration. Ever since confessing his feelings to Jack shortly after returning from his sabbatical, he knew for sure he wasn’t as straight as he’d thought for the last fifty years.
The thought of being bisexual was still a strange one. Not because he was ashamed of it. He wasn’t. He loved Jack. That part was easy. The difficult part was wrapping his head around the fact that apparently he had managed to miss a fairly significant detail about himself for more than fifty years.
Robby stood in front of his closet that Sunday morning, a familiar knot of anxiety tightening in his stomach. What the fuck did one wear to something like this? His wardrobe consisted of scrubs, worn-in jeans, black shirts and hoodies in grey and black. Well and one in a dark shade of green. Nothing seemed right for an occasion like that. And he didn’t want to embarrass Jack.
So eventually he settled on a plain black shirt and jeans, feeling utterly and completely underdressed. He walked back into the kitchen, where Jack waited for him, coffee in hand - and looking effortlessly cool and just so very right.
He wore a white tank top that showed off his muscular arms, a pair of camo pants and a rainbow bandana tied around his wrist. He also wore a hell of a lot bracelets in every color imaginable and some colorful temporary tattoos on his cheek and his arms.
“Ready to go, hot stuff?”
Jack looked Robby up and down and immediately clocked the expression on his face. He put his coffee down and wrapped his arms around him. Robby buried his face in Jack’s neck.
“No” he mumbled.
“What’s wrong? Did you change your mind? Do you want to stay home?” Jack asked gently, holding him tightly.
Robby shook his head. “No, it’s just… I don’t have an outfit.”
Jack narrowed his eyes. “You do wear an outfit, Mike.”
“Yeah.” Robby sighed heavily and straightened. “But not a Pride outfit.”
Jack tried to hide the smirk creeping up on him, then reached out and cupped his chin. “Listen Mike - you don’t need a certain outfit, okay? You can go in whatever clothes you feel like. It’s Pride, not the court.”
Robby smiled a little despite himself. “I know” he said before hesitating. “It’s just… I want to belong” he added, barely audible.
For a moment Jack just looked at him. Twenty-five years of friendship. Months of dating. Countless conversations. And somehow Robby still thought he had to earn his place.
Jacks heart started to ached a little.
He leaned over to kiss him gently before turning around, grabbing a makeup palette sitting on the table. “Okay, come on, we’re fixing this. Hold still.”
Robby blinked. “What are you doing?”
“Helping you feel you belong there” Jack said, while painting a rainbow flag onto Robby's cheek.
When he was done he grabbed some temporary tattoos from the table. “So, boyfriend, let’s get you Pride-ified, huh?”
“That’s not even a word” Robby muttered under his breath, but secretly delighted how easy Jack made this for him.
Jack shrugged. “It is now. And I’ll be condemned if I let my sexy boyfriend think he doesn’t belong into his own community just because he doesn’t have color on his body.”
He paused when he saw the look on Robby’s face.
“You know you belong there, right?” he asked with a gentle voice, while he pressed the tattoo on his arm.
Robby shrugged. “I don’t know. I feel like… everyone’s going to know I'm... an imposter.”
"You're not an imposter." Jack’s eyes narrowed, then he shook his head once, dabbing on the tattoo with a wet cloth. “You belong there, Michael. You’re as much part of this community as I am. So please, get this thought out of this pretty head of yours, huh?”
Robby smiled reluctantly, watching Jack peeling off the protective layer of the tattoo. A rainbow-colored heart appeared on his forearm.
Jack lifted his arm, pressing a soft kiss onto it. “I love you” he whispered before kissing him properly.
Robby’s response was a soft moan.
As they walked towards the parade route the sheer scale of it hit Robby. The streets were packed with people. There were drag queens in towering, elaborate wigs, leather-clad men leading their partners on leashes, families with rainbow-painted faces and groups of teenagers laughing and shouting. The air was filled with the thumping bass of a dozen different sound systems, the smell of street food and a palpable overwhelming sense of joy.
Robby felt a wave of panic bubbling up in his stomach.
It was too much.
The noise, the crowds, the sheer unapologetic flamboyance of it all. He felt a hundred years old and painfully straight, like a plain desert plant suddenly thrust into the middle of a tropical rainforest. He stuck close to Jack, his hand gripping his a little too tightly.
Jack on the other hand seemed like he had the time of his life - and he apparently knew everyone. He was stopped every few feet by people who hugged him or kissed his cheek. Robby stood by, a silent awkward shadow, a tight polite smile plastered on his face.
He felt like an accessory, Jack’s “plus one”.
“JACKIE ABBOT!” A drag queen in six-inch heels appeared out of nowhere and pulled Jack into a tight hug. “You old bastard - where have you been?”
“Working, my love.”
“You’re a terrible liar. Good thing you’re still hot as fuck, baby.” The drag queen noticed Robby. “And who’s that handsome fellow you’re dragging along? Never saw him before. Your toyboy?”
Jack smiled. “That’s Michael, my boyfriend.”
That word still hit Robby square in the chest - and he loved to hear it.
The drag queen tilted her head, eyeing Robby up and down, then also pulling him into a tight hug, kissing his cheek with a loud smacking sound. “So nice to meet you, Michael. I’m Emily Dick-inson and I can’t blame Jack for hiding you. You’re adorable.”
Robby blushed instantly and mumbled something back. Emily stepped back again, grinning. “I love him” he announced toward Jack. “I love a big shy guy.” He paused. “I need to run now but let’s have drinks later, okay? Need to know all about how you guys met.”
He waved and hurried away, his dress swinging behind him.
Robby blinked. “Okay.”
Jack laughed. “Welcome to the community, baby.”
They were barely able to walk a hundred feet before a man with a magnificent full beard and a kilt made of rainbow tartan stopped Jack. “Jack! My god, it’s been ages” he exclaimed, pulling him into a rib-crushing hug.
“Declan, you look amazing” Jack laughed, clapping him on the back before turning toward Robby. “This is my boyfriend, Robby. Robby, that’s Declan. He does the best drag in the city.”
“Don’t tell that to Emily, huh?” Declan said with a grin. “That old bitch is acting crazy today.” Then he turned his piercing kohl-lined eyes on Robby, a warm smile spreading across his face. “So, you’re the one who’s been keeping our boy so busy he can’t even come out for a drink.” Then he held out a hand. “Nice to meet you. And I can’t blame Jack to be honest. If you were my boyfriend you wouldn’t leave the bed until I say so.”
Jack started laughing while Robby felt a flush of warmth creeping up his neck.” Um.” he managed, his voice a little shaky. “It’s um… nice to meet you too.”
Declan winked. “The pleasure is all mine, handsome. You’ve got a good one here. Don’t ever let him go. And if you want to, just hide this prosthetic leg of his.”
“Declan!” Jack exhaled, still laughing. “Fuck you.”
Declan shrugged unapologetic. “Need a trick or two up your sleeve as a gay man, right?”
He winked toward Robby again, then gave a small wave and disappeared into the crowd again.
They found a spot near the barricades to watch the parade. Robby looked around, still feeling a little overwhelmed, his hand grabbing the cold metal while Jacks hand rested warmly on his back.
Then - “Jack!”
They turned around. A woman with short red hair was standing behind them, carrying a toddler. Another woman stood behind her, holding a stroller.
Jack immediately lit up. “Sara! Oh my God!”
He stepped toward her and pulled her into a tight hug - or as tight as it was manageable with a tiny person sitting on her arm.
“And that’s Michael, I assume?” he asked, nodding toward the toddler with the curly hair.
She nodded. “Yeah. Two years old now with very big opinions.”
“I can’t believe I’m seeing you with a child. Not after meeting you in that bar where you let strangers do shots from your body. “Jack grinned, then reached behind him, dragging Robby closer. “So, that’s a fun one then. Sara, this is my Michael.”
Sara’s eyebrows shot up. “Your Michael like in boyfriend?”
“Yes.”
“Like in boyfriend boyfriend?”
Jack laughed. “Yeah, Sara. Boyfriend boyfriend.”
“Holy shit!”
The woman behind her started laughing. “You owe me twenty bucks, sweetheart.”
“I absolutely do” she shot back, before pointing at Jack. “I told her you’d never settle down.”
“That’s just plain rude” Jack replied dryly.
Sara shrugged. “I can’t believe I’m seeing Dr. Jack Abbot in a committed relationship. You’ve been a real slu-oh.” She stopped, suddenly remembering she carried a very awake and very listening toddler on her arms. “Um, you’ve been wild in the past. Jack. I’m so glad you found your person then.”
Robby blushed.
“Nice to meet you, Michael. You guys need to come over for dinner soon, okay?”
Jack nodded. “Yeah sure.”
Sara smiled. “Great. We need to run now, but lets meet up soon, okay?”
They hugged again.
Robby watched Sara disappear into the crowd. “Huh.”
Jack immediately looked over. “Uh-oh.”
“What?”
“I don’t like the sound of this ‘huh’.”
Robby shook his head once, a tight feeling in his stomach. “So, you’ve been wild in the past?”
Jack rolled his eyes. “She’s exaggerating.” Then he noticed the weird look on Robby's face. His face softened immediately. He slid an arm around Robby’s waist. “Hey.”
Robby looked away, pretending to watch the parade that began to move slowly.
“Mike.”
“I’m fine.”
“You’re such a shit liar, Robinavitch” Jack said with a smile, before leaning over, kissing his temple. “You’re the only one I’m wild with now.”
“Good.”
Jack raised an eyebrow. “Very possessive for a guy who didn’t know he liked men ten months ago.”
Robby started to laugh. “Shut up.”
A group of older men and women walked by, their arms linked carrying a banner that read “Pittsburgh’s Pioneers”. Robby felt a lump form in his throat. These were the people who had fought the fights, who had endured so much hatred and fear, so that the rest could stand here today. So that Robby could stand here today, holding the hand of the man he loved, out in the open.
Jack squeezed his hand, his gaze following Robby’s. “I’m so fucking thankful for them” he said softly.
Robby nodded softly, his throat too tight to speak. He looked around him - really looked for the first time. He saw the love and the laughter, the defiance and the pride. He saw the young lesbian couple kissing without a care in the world, the gay couple lifting their child onto their shoulders, the transgender woman waving joyfully from a convertible.
And for the first time - he saw himself.
And slowly, piece by piece, the discomfort and the insecurity began to melt away, replaced by something else. Too small to really pay attention to, but lingering. A sense of belonging.
A sense of coming home.
The thought lingered quietly in the back of his mind as another float rolled past them, music blasting so loudly he could feel the bass vibrating through the barricade beneath his hands. The people dancing on top of it were dressed in bright neon colors, throwing handfuls of merchandise into the crowd.
Something flew directly toward him.
Years of emergency medicine kicked in before his brain had a chance to process it. His hand shot and he caught it cleanly without even looking.
“Nice catch sexy!” somebody yelled.
Robby blushed and looked down. He blinked, then looked again.
Jack followed his gaze and immediately doubled over laughing.
It was a condom. A rainbow-colored condom. A very large rainbow-colored condom.
Robby held it out while the crowd around him started cheering.
“What am I supposed to do with this?” he asked flatly.
Jack was laughing so hard he could barely breathe. “As far as I’m concerned you know exactly what to do with condoms.”
Robby blushed and turned the packet over. Read the label. Turned it over again. “Might be a little tight.”
Jack started laughing again, smacking his arm. “Subtle.”
Robby grinned, then tucked it carefully into his pocket. Jack noticed immediately.
“You’re keeping it?”
Robby shrugged. “It’s free.”
Jack still chuckled. “You’re a doctor with a reasonable income.”
“Do you know how expensive med school was?” Robby replied with a deadpan expression before smiling.
A real smile. A smile that came easy and comfortable.
Jack’s laughter gradually faded. His eyes softened as he looked at Robby. There was something unbearably fond in his expression.
“You okay?” Robby asked, his brows furrowed.
Jack nodded. “Yeah. It’s just…” He squeezed his hand. “I’m so fucking glad you’re here.”
And even though the noise of the parade continued around them the world felt quieter for a moment. Robby squeezed his hand back. “Yeah.” He cleared his throat. “Me too.”
Jack’s face broke into a wide smile. He leaned in and kissed him, a deep passionate kiss that was so full of love it was almost painful.
For once it didn’t feel reckless. It didn’t feel forbidden. It felt like a celebration.
The crowd around them started cheering and whistling. Robby felt a blush creep up his face but this time it wasn’t from embarrassment. It was from pure unadulterated happiness. Jack’s hand slipped up his neck, holding him there while the kiss deepened.
“Get a room!” someone shouted amused.
“No way, I want to watch” someone shouted back, earning some laughter.
Robby wrapped his arms around Jack, pulling him close. “I love you” he whispered.
Jack held him tight. “I love you too” he murmured, then added a little louder: “Welcome to Pride, Michael.”
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