nicki

He's shivering slightly, still crying. Then he breathes, a long shallow inhale, only to be followed by a stuttering exhale. Sometimes he stills and Robby hears the sound of a choked sob as Dennis tries to calm himself back down. Robby rests his hand on Dennis' head, grips chestnut brown curls tightly in his palm. Dennis isn't crying anymore. Robby can tell he's tired. He weaves his fingers through Dennis' hair, until he hears shallow inhales and choppy exhales start to even out. He's falling asleep.

It’s love at first conversation, despite what Robby would like to think. He somehow (unsurprisingly) ends up at the shop multiple times, falling deeper and deeper in love with Dennis. Meanwhile Abbot is forced to listen to Robby, still not realising that he’s in love, gush about the kid on call. Cue Abbot face palm.

Some Gerran Howell art 🥰🥰

im not religious, i dont even think i could believe in god because i dont feel his presence. but i do feel his absence. i feel as if he has touched me and i know he will never touch me again. he made me real and human and now im stuck like this forever and i have this giant hole where god is supposed to sit but its empty

Here’s the fic: Grace by itsmakingyoucry