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He closes the door and looks towards the kitchen, he half expects there to be no one there but then he sees half of Aaron’s shadow and he breaks out into a small smile.

Naturally, maybe upon instinct, Aaron looks up and right towards Robert. He blinks a few times, eyes flickering a little and Robert steps forward into his space, jacket half forgotten as it hangs across the chair.

Aaron’s face is almost unreadable, and Robert hates that the most. He doesn’t like dwelling on his fears but when it comes to them, Aaron’s indifference towards him is up there and he doesn’t know if it’ll ever climb down.

He hopes it will. He moves his hands out from behind his back and reveals the cans of beer to Aaron. A last ditch attempt maybe, a token, something to make Aaron want to stop looking so heartbroken and angry. He shimmies them slightly and then looks down at them.

“A uh … a peace offering.” Robert says, he plays with the plastic holding them all together and then he looks up towards Aaron again and sees that he doesn’t look the way he did just seconds ago.

He has a gentle frown on his face as if he’s bawled over and confused and yet doesn’t want Robert out the door. And then he goes and walks slowly towards Robert and takes them from his hands, they touch for the smallest of seconds and Robert watches Aaron nod.

Tight and controlled and so unlike the married soft lad he’s turned out to be. Robert feels a tide of guilt for things, things he cannot even control and for others he knows are all his fault. He tries to ride the feeling as much as he can, give Aaron the space he didn’t last night and he gets up the stairs. He wonders if making Aaron tea later on will make him look at him gently again.

He’s halfway up there when he hears Aaron’s voice.

“Fancy a beer?” He freezes slightly against the words, he’s heard them before, he’s seen Aaron giving him that soft look and that apprenshion on his face. Aaron, like a wave searching for the tide, unsure of when to reach for the sure. He was wearing a suit then. They were maybe just as in love as they are now.

Robert smiles around it, and the way Aaron nods slowly, encouragingly.

Aaron doesn’t say anything else, leaves the question dancing but it was enough last time.

i had this headcanon that robert and aaron spent some time at their layby before they properly headed off, so here you are!

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Aaron’s face is aching in the best way possible. He’s been smiling too much and he knows it’s a good thing but sometimes he just gets stuck in the shock of it all.

He’s driving them away like they’re in some bloody romcom, like they’ve got their happy ending or something.

Only they have, haven’t they? 

Robert’s a bit more pissed than Aaron first thought and he’s banging on about how happy he is, slurring more than anything really.

“Are you listening to me husband?” Robert stretches over, and Aaron laughs, pulls Robert away from him playfully.

“Oi you idiot! I’m tryna drive ‘ere.” Aaron gulps, eyes wide and a smile on his face as Robert’s hand falls over his knee.

Soft, gentle, his.

“You married this idiot you know.” Robert leans back against the seat, shuffles comfortably and then looks back over at Aaron again like he can’t quite believe it.

Because he can’t. He really can’t believe it.

“You married me, you actually married me.” Robert whispers, blinks back some tears because it’s his turn to cry and be soft now that the alcohol is hit his system properly. “Hey, hey pull over here.” 

And Aaron smirks, because Robert might be pissed but he remembers where they are like he could ever forget their place. 

just a little something! 

Robert’s all deep in thought and being annoying with it, sort of just not saying a word as he washes up and Aaron has to pinch his side to make him talk.

“Oi.” There’s lightness in Robert’s voice at least and Aaron settles a hand against Robert’s waist. 

“You’re in your head.” Aaron reasons, a frown forming. “Is this about Rebecca?” It’s plausible but not spot on and Robert delivers, arms folded and everything.

“I’ve sort of just realised, about the whole best man thing.” 

And he’s Billy no mates.

Aaron frowns at him a little, “Did you see the turn out today?”

And yeah but he’s still Robert Sugden who almost violently has always felt like he was on his own against the whole world. He can’t help but offer out a shrug and think they were mainly here for Aaron’s benefit and like Aaron knows all of this, he goes and squeezes Robert’s shoulder and kisses him gently.

“I’d be your best man if I could.” Aaron beams, teases, hands flying up towards Robert’s cheek and yeah they are best mates but it’s not the point is it?

Aaron would have had Adam and that hurts but Robert would have had —

“I just — it would have been nice if Andy got to be around.” Robert doesn’t know where they would be because he’s not psychic, but he knows that they left on good terms, almost happy heartfelt terms and to think of Andy standing by his side and being happy for him would have embarrassingly meant a lot. 

Aaron nods. “Yeah I know.” He says, and it’s clear that his mind wanders to Adam. “But you know who would be over the moon?” He leans up a little, a smile stretched across his face and oozing sincerity as Robert thinks of only one person.

“She’d totally take over you know.” It’s only facts, he thinks of Andy’s bonkers stag do and he loses his mind against all the ideas she’ll try and throw towards him. 

He’ll take it though.

“Let her. Bridezilla.” Aaron presses a kiss towards Robert’s cheek and Liv walks towards them with her hands over her eyes dramatically. It makes Aaron’s heart flutter and Robert elbows him gently and yeah —

because @lesfemmesdangereuses kate made me ;)

They’re all over each other and it’s pretty disgusting isn’t it? It’s all hands over the other’s backs, slow and soft and yet firm at the same time and eyes looking like the sun has swallowed up inside them.

Faith decides that they need to get bladdered, it’s the Dingle way and Aaron doesn’t say no because Robert doesn’t want to leave his side. They sit by the bar whilst Chas tries to hold herself together, and then she’s leaning over the side and dragging Aaron towards her with a smile on her face.

“What?” Aaron’s still smiling, he’s got wrinkles right around his eyes and they won’t budge for anything. He can’t physically stop smiling and he’s never ever thought he’d see the day where that would make an ounce of sense. He remembers wanting to not exist anymore rather than ever possibly be married to a bloke. He sees all his thoughts in his mother’s eyes and there’s a lump in his throat that won’t budge.

“I have *never seen ya so happy.” Chas shakes her head, whispers the words like she doesn’t want anyone seeing how flipping emotional she’s being and it’s a joke because the whole pub knows. “I never thought I’d see the day —“

Aaron gulps, lets that lump go and the tears are back in his eyes as he smiles at her even wider. “Look mum, I’m all grown up, happy and boring now.” He sniffs, chin wobbling and all sorts and it’s enough for her to race around the bar and cling onto him.

She doesn’t let go as well, she holds him close until Aaron looks over his shoulder and sees that somehow Robert has gotten himself into some awkward conversation with Paddy. 

“Mum, is it okay if I —“

He struggles free and she squeezes his cheek until he’s moving across the room and holding Robert’s hand as Paddy turns bright red and looks set to cry. 

“Hold it in.” Aaron points out and Robert laughs breathlessly, shoulders relax and this softness about him that makes Paddy’s eyes flicker. 

“Robert said — he said you were going to adopt little Seb.” He expects some sort of lecture until he realises that Paddy is smiling, he goes and removes his glasses and all hope of the whole not crying thing just flies out of the window doesn’t it? He’s pulling Aaron into a hug and Robert’s eyes flicker uncontrollably as he stands aside and watches. “I’m so proud of you.” He says, and Aaron pulls away.

“I’m proud of me too, which is weird.” He admits, biting his lip and falling back towards Robert until Robert has his hands around Aaron’s front and he’s kissing his head. 

“You should be.” Robert says, an echo, standing right behind him, a voice that won’t leave. It makes Aaron turn around and hold at Robert’s left cheek, the other hand is on the older man’s waist. 

“So should you.” Aaron whispers, lovingly, as if Liv isn’t by the bar pulling faces and making Paddy wipe his face with a napkin.  He sees nothing but Robert standing there, freckles cluttered and eyes green, lashes longer than they should be and lips slightly parted.

He sees only him and they’re getting married. They’re getting married.

also for @aarondingel

It happens because of a mixture of things really. It’s the fact that the bed isn’t theirs, the ceiling is too high, he feels like he’s going to be sick.

It’s just a mixture of things that just so happen to result with him jumping out of bed in the middle of the night with this ache in his chest and this need to *protect Aaron from the smoke that’s filling the room. Aaron’s a bleary mess of a man as he rubs his hands over his eyes and pulls hands out to hold Robert back down again but he’s relentless with his panic.

“Not again, not - I can’t fall asleep and let it - you have to get up Aaron.” Robert barely has his eyes open either, he’s shaking and his shoulders heave up and down before Aaron’s holding him by them and pressing his hand against the older man’s chest.

“Rob, you’re okay.” He says, and Robert stares right at him. He still sees the smoke circling and he clings onto Aaron for dear fucking life like he’s afraid he’s going to swim away from him. He closes his eyes around him. He wants to cry. He can’t.

Aaron’s got tears in his own eyes, hates the fact that this Robert’s afraid because it’s the worst feeling in the world and it makes him feel sick. He aches for a second, over and over and over again until Robert is pulling away and his chin is wobbling all over the place.

“Aaron I could have been away from you forever.” He means he could have died, he can’t say it now, knees on the mattress and hair flat against his forehead. Aaron kisses his head slowly.

“I know. I know.” He can’t bare this chat, he’s been avoiding this whole thing. If he took one flight later he could have been too late. He could have been too late.

“I could - God I couldn’t have - have been able to - if I died.” He’s all over the place, he’s shuddering and shaking and -

“Hang on. You’re going to be okay. Keep breathing. Please Robert, for me.” Aaron holds Robert chin, small circles forming and this small sad smile on his face that won’t budge. “It’s okay.” 

Robert shakes himself a little and then he’s looking like he’s old self apart from the paleness. He looks like the Robert Aaron fell in love with and not this scared guilty man.

HOLLLAAA NONNIE,

ok this is perfection, look i tried to do a thing:

Robert makes a grab for his phone as he holds Seb awkwardly in one arm and immediately picks up like he’s a needy giddy teenager. “Hey you.” He says, breathless and soft and happy.

“You alright?” Aaron sounds like he’s trying to suppress his excitement down the line and Robert gulps hard. “How are you?”

Robert bland on for a while, still stupidly giddy as Seb gurgles in his arms. “Seb’s missing ya by the way, yeah, he keeps trying to reach ya through the wallpaper on my phone.”

Robert can almost hear Aaron smile. “Yeah?”

It makes Robert blink quickly and stare down at Seb. “Yeah course he is, you’re the soft one aren’t ya?” It makes Aaron laugh, makes Robert miss him so badly.

“How is he?” Aaron asks, eager clearly and Robert shrugs.

“Little grouchy to be honest. He’s keeping me up at night, he’s got into this habit of hugging your hoodies at night as well. It’s proper weird, has it out on his pillow like a loser.”

He blushes as he speaks and Aaron doesn’t say anything for a second before making a small sound.

“He does? He’s such a sap isn’t he?” There’s clearly something caught in Aaron’s throat and Robert adores him.

“Yeah he is.” Robert admits, bites his lip and rocks Seb a little.

“Wonder where he gets it from eh?” Aaron mumbles down the line, a softness about him which seems to ooze out and make Robert tingle a little. “Anyways, this has been fun but I’ve got another few hours of driving until we get to a decent beach so I should get some sleep for now.”

Robert imagines him happy, kicking his legs in the sea and splashing Liv.

“Yeah, you do that.” Robert mumbles, something soft between them for a second until Seb gurgles and Robert smiles. “Seb says bye.” He says, laughing a little.

“Bye little man, see you soon.” Robert is a sap and puts the phone on speaker as Seb does this little happy dance.

“He’s smiling, he misses ya like a loser.”

“It’s weird innit?” Aaron laughs before he shudders. “I miss you like mad you idiot.”

Robert just smiles. “I miss you too.”

He misses him too much, way too much.

HOLLLAAA NONNIE,

thank you dearly for blessing me with the goods on the regular.

aaron is a SAP who would totes blush and try to shrug it off but robert knows his husband and honestly would fall in love even more with him right on the spot.

wow.