A rather quick, coloured sketch of married Hucklerobby!

one afternoon he'd walked into their living room to see dennis changing a light bulb for a fixture in one of their ceiling corners- but they had high ceilings, and the stepladder wasn't quite tall enough. and so dennis- beautiful, brainless dennis- had planted one foot on the top bar of the ladder that was meant to be held, and his other? resting against the wall itself to boost him high enough to change the bulb.

underneath him, given his horrific position on top of the stepladder, was fifteen feet of empty space followed by a hardwood floor. robby could actively feel the adrenaline pump through his veins as he locked eyes on his idiotic boyfriend teetering in the air. his heart seized and he gripped the doorframe for support, mind filling with visions of dennis slipping and falling, breaking his arms, legs, neck... the panic he felt was total.

he kept his voice as calm as possible.

"dennis... dennis get down from there. get down. right now. now, please dennis. down."

dennis, cool as a cucumber, turned his head and smiled at robby from up in the air.

"oh, hi robby! im just doing the light. I'll be down soon, just gotta screw this bad boy in."

robby wasn't playing this game today.

"no dennis. down. now. leave the light alone. it doesnt matter, please just fucking get down."

something about the raw fear in robby's voice made dennis's face fall and his eyes widen. oh. his boyfriend really looked terrified- he was pale as a sheet and sweating, grasping at the doorframe and tugging his hair in anxiety. he looked to be on the verge of tears. dennis got down.

the second his feet touched the floor, robby was on him, holding him tight and kissing his face like they'd been apart ten years. he held dennis so tight that the younger man's face was smushed into his chest and his lungs struggled to fully inflate given the force of robby's arms.

"dennis whitaker. dont you ever, ever do that again. do you hear me? that is not safe. you could've fallen, I could've- i could've lost you, don't ever do that shit again. fuck the fucking light bulb."

dennis felt guilty. he knew his farm methods weren't standard, but he never realised how terrified they made his boyfriend.

dennis didn’t really like park, the man was an asshole, but they were really fucking compatible sexually. not to mention how convenient them both working the day shift at the same hospital was. so if dennis had to deal with him being a bit of an asshole time to time - so be it

didn’t hurt that park liked throwing money at him too. dennis always hated people spending money on him, but in park’s case he considered it compensation for having to deal with his horrible personality

a multiple thousand dollar watch, some new fancy scrubs, a luxurious spa day, the most popular restaurants… it seems park had no restraint when it came to showering dennis with gifts - too bad he wasn’t spending all that money on someone who cared

and park made a show of the whole thing too- delivering flowers to the break room, making sure everyone saw them, loudly announcing their dinner plan to the whole room, complimenting dennis’ new shoes in front of the nurse station

unfortunately, this lead robby to thinking dennis was incredibly high maintenance

when they started dating, dennis wouldn’t accept any gifts from robby, always offered to split the bill and veto’d any high hand restaurant… he wouldn’t even let robby pay for his uber !

robby thought dennis needed more - and that was fine, his baby boy could get anything he wanted, robby would see to it - when the truth was: dennis actually cared about robby. he didn’t want the man to feel like dennis was using him

dennis never tells robby that though, and robby keeps trying to pay and offer dennis bigger and better things, until one day robby actually begged dennis on his knees to let him rent an entire apartment for himself

please baby i promise i can afford it, it’ll be in the nicest part of the city, the residence even has a swimming pool, see? please den? c’mon let me pay for it, just wanna take care of my boy

🎉Three years ago, the second season was released. ❤️I've only been here for three years because of It.

Draco: So, Potter, to a year of not hexing one another's arses off?

Harry: Sure, Malfoy. I wouldn't want to deprive you of your best asset

Draco: What