rein your cheating husband in

rating: GA pairing: aaron dingle/robert sugden word count: 1729 summary:

Paddy goes to visit Robert after he turns himself in with one thing on his mind: protecting Aaron. Turns out his idea of protecting Aaron might be detrimental to all of them.

rating: GA pairing: aaron dingle/robert sugden word count: 1803 summary:

Robert hit John around the head with a wrench yesterday, and Aaron has some things to say about it.

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Mackenzie chuckles in disbelief, smiling condescendingly the way he always does when insulting John. “Sorry, I can’t imagine John having a family. Assumed he just appeared into the world, fully grown, wearing khaki—” “Are you going somewhere with this?” “No,” Mackenzie smirks, “I’m just surprised you’re doing this willingly. The thought of dealing with more people like John gives me the creeps.” “I wasn’t actually asking for your opinion, y’know.” Aaron slams the hood of the SUV he’s working on shut. “And his family are nothing like him.” “Oh, so they're normal, are they?” “Mackenzie.”

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i have lofty ideas for this one so we are really gonna have to see how it goes

Aaron blinks at him, as he lies there, on Robert's side, with his head propped up on his fist, watching Aaron expectantly.

"Paddy, what the fuck are you doing here?"

"How are you doing, mate?"

"That… is not relevant, Paddy, what are you doing here?"

Paddy sits up then, leaning back against the headboard and folding his hands in his lap. He's wearing his usual cargo trousers and plaid shirt, with his veterinary vest over top.

"There's a couple of things with that, actually," he says, still smiling. "I'm here because you needed me to be, and-"

"Did Robert ask you to come by?" Aaron asks, sitting up and rubbing at his eyes. "We, we had a fight but this is unnecessary."

Paddy tilts his head at this. "He didn't ask, but he is part of the reason," he says, as though that makes any sense at all, "and also, I'm not Paddy."

I'm away again but I had a lil moment in the wee hours to conjure up whatever this is!

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It would be deemed tragic, if it were not for the fact that everything Aaron ultimately cared for, he lost a long time ago. Although maybe he could negotiate one or two people for the capabilities of expanding his heart, somewhat.

Aaron’s life was never in the form of possessions or unnecessary items that dressed his frame because everything he ever needed came in the configuration of one soul.

Twelve hours later and here he was. He couldn’t let the acceleration of his heartbeat halt him, for in a moments, he would be greeted with the one sight he would trade all the money he – or Cain – had, for a fleeting chance at this.

There was a fast tide of faces, scrambling with their wheels, to move rapidly into available spaces. Tannoy announcements crackling overhead and bright lights disturbing his focus.

It was all about to become insignificant.

In the back of my parent's car on the way to the airport, all I have to offer is a bit from the last chapter of my Serendipity AU! Can't believe there's only one part left of this baby 🥺

Aaron is running.

He's very aware that he's a safety hazard, bumping into people, sprinting through red lights and tripping on the pavement.

“Sorry!” he wheezes through his burning throat when he cuts off a cyclist, the poor bloke having to grab a lamp post not to fall.

“Is there a fire somewhere?” the man calls after him, and Aaron would laugh hysterically if he wasn't in a desperate need of more oxygen.

No, but there's a wedding I need to stop.

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I have absolutely no faith in my ability to get this out today but here's a snippet from the 2025 fic anyways

Aaron shoves his hands into his pockets and tilts his head, peering at him. "You doing alright?" "Checking on me?" "What if I am?" Robert feels his lips twitch. "Nothing, I guess. That's your prerogative." "Damn straight." He looks at him intently. "You haven't answered me." Robert carefully tightens his hold on his cup to hide the lingering shake to his hands. "I'm fine, Aaron. It'll take more than a row with your uncle to rattle me." Aaron smiles. "I don't doubt that." He nods at the free chair opposite Robert, the same one he sat on in the dead of night three nights ago. "You want some company?" Robert allows himself to smile back at him, slow and honest. "Yeah."

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The detective bristles, and even though his demeanour remains professional, his voice adopts a distinctly defensive tone in the face of Aaron's alpha posturing.

"Well, from what I recall of that time, Mr Sugden's sister was also under the impression that John was innocent—"

"Yeah but the difference is Vic isn't paid to know better—it isn't her job to find the truth," Aaron spits, feeling his heart rate increase with his mounting anger, anxiety and fear.

"Look at you lot," he scoffs as he continues, "even now when you know John framed Robert, and killed Nate, and he tried to kill me and Mack and god knows how many others—you're still not listening!"

DS Jordan sighs, loudly.

"Our intel suggests that Mr John Sugden has fled the country, we really have no reason to suspect he’s part of Robert Sugden’s disappearance. Why would he risk coming back now?"

Aaron feels like he’s caught in a loop—but he can’t give up, he can’t stop trying to make them see; “because,” he says, infuriated at having to do the police’s work for them while the love of his life is out there, in danger, pregnant and missing; “he's a psycho!"

here’s a snippet from a fic that’s entirely inspired by a book i finished last weekend that i desperately want to write over the next wee while!

“Mate,” Adam, to his credit, sounded sympathetic, but there was something firm to his tone too - a sure sign he wasn’t going to let Aaron continue to wallow in his pit of self made misery and let this opportunity pass him by. “It’s a good opportunity, this.”

Aaron glared at his best mate slash agent from where he was curled on the couch. “To do damage control, you mean?”

Adam rolled his eyes. “Well, yes - in case you missed it, you had a dirty, torrid affair with one of the most famous directors in the world, who’s got a pregnant wife you claim not to have known about.”

Aaron wanted to scream. “He said they were getting divorced!” he replied pathetically, because he had. Ryan had promised Aaron faithfully that his marriage was over, no going back - and then suddenly, Hello! was running the announcement of his wife’s pregnancy alongside an exposé on his affair with Aaron Dingle. Not his proudest moment.

“The Gentle Season launched your career, Aaron,” Adam said, as if Aaron needed reminding of the movie that had kickstarted everything. “This plucky young kid pulled from Yorkshire to star in a queer regency era movie - it was the kind of rags to riches story that everyone loves.”

“Good thing I’m not fucking Cinderella, then,” Aaron huffed, wiping roughly at his face. “And I’m not doing another movie with Robert fucking Sugden. Not after what happened last time.”

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getting in early today and couldn't find anything good to share from my latest baby, so have something from another baby of mine i have semi-abandoned but WILL get back to one of these days

The cup is warm in his hands, the steam from the hot liquid dancing upwards as he stares at it. He feels Robert's eyes on him from where he's seated on the coffee table, just off to the side. "So, are you going to tell me what's wrong?" Robert asks, his voice sounding like it's far away. Aaron doesn't look up, keeps staring forward. Where do you even begin with something like this? How is he supposed to tell Robert what's just happened? "Aaron, you're starting to scare me now."

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I'm almost there with my chapter five, so I should hopefully be able to post it soooon.

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Whilst he’s currently working, bent over a bonnet, warm hands suddenly cradle around his waist causing him to almost jump straight out of his skin. Quickly spinning around, he comes face to face with Robert. A sigh of relief escapes him as he witnesses the amused expression on his fiances face. “God, you scared the shit out of me!" Robert smirks. “What my face that horrifying?’ “Yes,” Aaron says. “It keeps me awake at night.” “Pretty sure it’s not my face that does that, but okay.” Aaron gives him a flat look, hoping to get across how unimpressed he is. The added shake of his head should hopefully get the point across anyway. “Wanted to see you before I started my shift at the pub. Get you alone for two seconds,” Robert tells him, his face dropping to his lips ever so briefly.