messed up forever

Aaron can’t stop thinking about Robert Sugden.

It has been eight days since Aaron changed his sheets and carded his hand through his sweaty hair, his knuckles pressed to the wall as he was trying to calm Robert down. It has been eight days since Vic came back from Hotten, tired but glad that her new car wasn’t acting up and that they had managed to get some appointments sorted. Eight days since Aaron chose not to tell her about the state Robert was in.

It has been eight nights, and Aaron’s fingers seem to tingle at the memory of Robert’s skin under the thin cotton of his t-shirt. It has been eight nights during which he turned in his bed before somehow managing to force himself to sleep, haunted by the colour of Robert’s eyes, beautiful like clear forest lakes.

Aaron tries not to look into this too much, telling himself that maybe he has always been drawn to despair, just as much as he has always seemed to attract it. 

Diane pours him a second pint, gushing about Robert’s support group, and Aaron doesn’t even bother to pretend he isn’t interested or listening.

“Vic mentioned that he was in a bit better spirits after you stayed with him.” Diane says easily, and the skin on the back of Aaron’s neck prickles, “I’m heading there in twenty for some tea and biscuits, maybe you’ll come along?”

The itch becomes almost unbearable, and Aaron digs his nails into his nape before nodding. 

Chapter 1: Let's Play Doctors

In 1993 John Sugden is taken to live on Emmerdale Farm. In 2014 Aaron Dingle meets John Sugden and his sickly older brother who he takes care of and finds out there's more to them than meets the eye.

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Most of my times is on my multi chapter heated rivalry fanfic, so here is a little snippet from the new chapter I'm working on! The fanfic is about Scott and Shane meeting at a hockey camp (the end goals is for the hollanders to billet Scott).

“So, what are you planning to do with me?” Scott asked them, because his mind caught the reality and he knew they were right. He didn’t care about the answer, Scott doesn’t have any control over his life, but he at least wants to know if they are going to be ruined and he’ll get sent to a place where he won’t be able to play hockey.

Hoping I'll finish the chapter until Saturday (which is my posting day) but if not then I have a little Ted Lasso fanfic to upload instead and I'm also trying to write my first ever sapphic fanfic in a random fandom, so I have other things to post in case I won't finish the chapter.

Robert looks away for a moment, takes a sip of his beer, and decides that he might as well be honest with a total stranger, now that he has finally learned how to be honest with himself.

"I'm not really good at it. Not anymore." His therapist would be so proud.

"You? Now, that's hard to believe." The man smiles, a little sexy smirk that feeds the little flames licking at Robert's insides. "I'm Aaron."

There's a short, cold spike of doubt shooting through Robert's skull, a way too familiar fear circling in his veins, his thoughts racing to what happened, what could happen, and–

"Robert."

He's safe. He's abroad and he can't get to him.

My first Forgot My Invitation fic is now on AO3 near you.