#whitforth

NAMED LIKE A ROTTWEILER. oh my god. 😭. i'm afraid that i actually think it's a pretty cool name 😔.. plus the twins have a theme yanno, it's kinda cute.. ursula and titus...

wait but thinking of the class difference between titus and dennis made me think.. titus who owns way too many cars but has never touched an engine a day in his life.. farmboy dennis who was actually really good at mechanic stuff.. dennis elbows deep in the guts of one of titus' cars scolding him for wanting to hire someone to fix something dennis can do in an hour lmao. you know titus hasn't even like. changed the engine oil in his own vehicle before

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just so you know i’m saving your jingly collar titus thing, it’s percolating, i have plans….

also the name titus is just not a person name. there's names that are technically human names but like...that's a dog name. max, brutus, luna, riley, all dog names to me, im so sorry.

titus has never gotten his hands dirty in a substance other than blood his entire life, i’m sure. he has never repotted a plant or changed his own air filter. dennis would be personally offended by this and make titus watch him while he does car maintenance.

"just fucking hold the flashlight right here!" dennis sounded frustrated because he was. he didn't understand why titus couldn't keep it still.

titus refocused the beam on the part dennis was working on. "why can't we just call my mechanic? he'll be here within the hour."

dennis sighed, "because it's stupid to do that when i just need to replace your front turn signal bulb. your mechanic will charge, like, $1000 to come out here."

"but you don't even know how to do it!"

dennis nearly growled as he unscrewed the stupid fucking bulb that had died. "i do! i've done this dozens of times! you just have a fetish for esoteric european cars." he walked over and grabbed the new, fresh bulb, and went back to the open hood.

titus's light gradually slid off of where dennis needed it as he eyed the way dennis's arms flexed. the way dennis bent over slightly...

"titus!"

"this is ridiculous." titus said as he dropped the flashlight and started undoing his belt. "we can do this with you bent over the hood or on the couch over there. but we're fucking right now."

dennis turned around and squeaked, "i'm all greasy!"

but i'm imagining a universe where dennis and titus are somehow in the pitt and thinking about the reactions of the other pitt folks.. their night attending's demented doppelganger and their cutie huckleberry?? kills. bloodhound dennis fr... it would be so funny i can't stop thinking about how they would react 😭

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no i love when people write the pitt characters meeting pope/titus. it’s my absolute favorite because there’s the obvious ‘oh dennis is dating a very intense older man’ thing, but also the ‘wait this guy looks just like jack! does dennis also want to fuck jack?’ it’s also so good when dennis doesn’t see the resemblance.

it was dennis’s birthday, so obviously everyone took the excuse to celebrate. even jack and robby had come out, to the shock of everyone. guess that stuff about dennis being the new golden boy had some truth to it.

everyone was talking, drinking, laughing, except the birthday boy. he was looking at his phone and watching the door.

robby was paying attention to it, of course he was. he wouldn’t have even shown up absent of the fact that santos had said it would mean a lot to whitaker. his close watch of him meant robby saw the immediate shift in countenance. dennis stood up quickly and turned to face the door.

and in walked…a guy who look exactly like jack abbot.

dennis walked eagerly towards him, saying an excited, “oh my god, you made it!” he wrapped his arms around this much older man. the embrace was returned stiffly, but there was a protective edge to it. the way not-jack eyed the group was hesitant, a little scrutinizing.

the newcomer said loud enough for most of the group to hear, “this place is a shithole, let me take you somewhere else.”

that put the group more on edge. yeah, the bar they frequented wasn’t nice, but it wasn’t a shithole!

dennis just giggled and pulled back. “come meet my friends.” he dragged not-jack over and politely said, “um, everybody, this is titus, my boyfriend.”

the group just stared at them. a couple people’s eyes flitted between jack and titus. (what the fuck kind of name was that anyway?)

cassie jolted a little, not being able to stand the objective awkwardness. “well, hello, titus. i’m cassie,” she said. dennis pulled titus down to sit next to him on the bench. they pressed close. “what do you do?”

“family business,” titus answered vaguely.

the silence stretched on until trinity, who had roped robby into buying her drinks, realized she had no inhibitions. “dennis, why does your boyfriend look like jack?”

dennis tilted his head to the side. “no, he doesn’t.”

“dude,” she leveled with him. “they could be twins.”

“what?” he looked over at jack who seemed a little amused by the whole thing. “they’re completely different. they both have grey hair, i guess, but that’s it.”

trinity told jack, “get up.” she pointed between jack and titus. “both of you, side by side.”

everyone stood up from the booth bench so jack could shuffle out. he took his place next to titus. they both instinctively crossed their arms and cracked their necks in the same way.

“see, everyone thinks you’re such a scary big dog, but really you’re just a puppy, aren’t you?”

-puppydogwhitaker

Omggggg @puppydogwhitaker I’m kissing you on the mouth

enemy to lovers between serial killer Titus Danforth x special agent Dennis Whitaker

Titus is teaching a young Dennis about the traditions of his family, but his husband simply doesn't understand the point of playing a game where he hunts strangers only to end up killing them.

Dennis: So this is like a game of tag?

Titus: Tag?

Dennis: Yeah, you know, like a catch game!

*Titus rolls his eyes*

Titus: Yes, dear.

Dennis: But... we kill strangers.

Titus: You are correct, my husband.

Dennis: Because of a some "pact" with the devil?

whitforth omegaverse

There are several traditions that dictate that if an Alpha wants to court an Omega, they must participate in a "hunt" where they face off against other Alphas and chase through the forest while the Omega flees.

The Alpha who catches the Omega first is the winner, and they can formalize their relationship with the bonding bite.

Titus knows the rules, but no one told him he couldn't use a few "tricks" to ensure his victory.

"I can't believe you cheated, Titus! I raised you to be the best Alpha, not a—a fucking cheater!"

Chester, the eldest of the Danforths, said furiously, coughing slightly.

Titus rolled his eyes, arms crossed, as he watched some of the nurses clean the dirt and blood off his Omega, who lay unconscious on one of the couches.

His sister, Ursula, nudged him, trying to get him to change his attitude—or at least feign remorse—but Titus didn’t because he didn’t regret what he had done.

When Titus found out that Dennis would be the Omega participating in the hunt, he did everything he could to ensure that the results favored him. He could not allow himself to lose his Omega.

Everyone knew about Titus's obsession with Dennis.

"It's creepy and unhealthy."

Ursula told Titus when she heard about his plan, and although she didn't agree with it, she did nothing to stop him because she knew her brother's emotional stability could be affected if he discovered that someone else—another Alpha besides him—was interested in Dennis.

"I don't know how you even thought of cheating, but if anyone finds out, I swear I'll—"

Chester grunted and coughed again as a nurse helped him sit up a little in bed so he could drink some water.

"No one will find out! I made sure I didn't leave any loose ends."

Titus rolled his eyes and sighed. He was tired of listening to his lectures.

"Maybe you think so, but just look at what you did to that poor boy!"

Chester said furiously, pointing at the Omega who was bandaged on one of the couches, and slowly regaining consciousness. Titus's frown softened as he watched Dennis wake up and struggle to his feet, while a nurse helped him drink water.

"You didn't have to bite him so hard."

Ursula whispered, casually checking her nails beside him.

"Shut up."

Titus rolled his eyes and approached Dennis, who, upon seeing him, tried to shrink back.

"I'm not going to hurt you..."

"Yeah, right. Tell that to my wounds."

Titus said, trying to sound friendly, but it only made Dennis frown and laugh bitterly.

"Yeah, right, tell that to my wounds."

Dennis grunted, as he placed his hands on the bandages covering his body.

"Well, at least you chose an Omega who can give you a fight."

Chester chuckled as he gestured to the nurses to take him to his room so he could rest.

Titus frowned but said nothing, glancing at his sister and the staff to leave them alone. Ursula sighed and shook her head, ordering the maids and servants to leave the room.

Once everyone had left and they were alone, Titus slowly approached Dennis and knelt before him, taking one of his hands and gently kissing the back of his wrist.

"I apologize if I treated you… roughly."

"You bit my whole body, not just my neck."

Dennis said, digging his nails into Titus's hand, who simply smiled at how ferocious the Omega could be.