Robby's voice from behind made him flinch as his lighter fell from his hand before he could even lit his cigarette.
"I didn't mean to scare you." Robby picked up the lighter even with how he felt his back groan in a silent crack after another grueling shift in the Pitt.
"It's fine Dr. Robby. Just thought you were still in hand-off with Dr. Abbot." The light that came from his lighter caught him off guard as Robby took the initiative to lit Dennis' cigarette on which the younger thanked him for hoping that the dim lighting from the ambulance bay can cover the sudden redness of his cheeks.
"We've finished, Jack can handle the reigns from here." Robby handed back the lighter to Dennis, now leaning on the wall hoping it was enough to support his aching muscle as he watched the smoke blow out of Dennis' lips.
"You know that those are bad for you, right?" Dennis only chuckled as he watched some of the ash from the cigarette drop on the cement, now with nicotine on his lungs he found the courage to look at Robby who had been staring at him for quite some time.
"I know, but they take the edge off just for a bit. I don't smoke that often but it had been a rough shift to be honest. I almost ordered the wrong panel, if it wasn't for your help Dr. Robby I could've seriously made things worse for the guy." Dennis doesn't know why he's telling him this, perhaps it was the exhaustion or the cigarette on his hand, or maybe because it was Robby. A man he sees as a mentor but also someone who made his heart race unexpectedly.
"We all make mistakes, Dennis. It is the nature of our job, but from what I've seen so far you're adjusting really well here. This place will let you experience the worst and the best of humanity, it's up to you whether it'll motivate or cause you to give up. But we're all trying our best to help people, you're doing just fine, kid."
Its as if Dennis had forgotten to breathe, he darted his eyes away in fear that Robby might notice the evident adoration that Dennis had for him. That Robby's words caused his heart to pound so fast he could hear it from his ears. He took another drag from the cigarette watching the smoke disappear on the cold breeze of the night.
"Thanks, Dr. Robby. That really means a lot coming from you." Robby wanted to reach his hand and taste the shy smile from Dennis' lips and he'd blame his exhaustion for thinking that way about the resident yet he knew that it would be inappropriate. Instead he opted for a safer alternative.
"Can I take a drag from your cigarette?" Dennis' stomach should not have flipped from excitement, sharing a cigarette was normal especially when he was still living in Nebraska and sharing a cigarette with his brothers back in high school was a norm.
"Sure." Dennis passed his cigarette towards Robby who took quite a long drag, Dennis' throat felt dry as Robby's lips claimed the same spot where his own lips had been. It took a moment for Dennis to snap out of his fantasies as Robby handed his cigarette back to him.
"You alright, kid?" Robby looked at him too intently that he almost forgot what he was doing.
"Yeah." He stared at the man back as his lips wrapped around the cigarette, Dennis swore that he could almost taste Robby's lips on it.
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