Lunch Money
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“Nothing,” Dennis said, then backpedalled, because ‘nothing’ is code for ‘something’ and that was sure to stoke the fires of her interest. “I forgot my lunch, he told me off.”
Princess tutted. “Like an angry papa.”
(Or, Robby accidentally becomes the entire Pitt's vending machine sugar daddy.)
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- Part 1 of Lunch Money
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Michael shuffled closer to Dennis and closed his eyes. “You’re in tomorrow.”
Dennis hummed. “And you’re not. No late night tonight, but I’ll take care of you.”
Oh. Dennis was going to take care of him. He felt like a sleeper agent, the way everything in him began to unspool at those words.
A phrase came unbidden to Michael’s mind. I love you, he thought. I love you floated by through the peace in his head. I love you, I love you, but saying it with a tongue so heavy felt like another few metres for his Sisyphean boulder to roll, and so he kept quiet, peaceful, sinking into calm waters and satisfied with the knowledge that Dennis knew he was loved anyway.
(Or, they will always take care of one another, and this is how Dennis does it.)
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- Part 2 of Lunch Money
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“You could stay, if you want to,” Robby offered mildly. “At least until your clothes are a little drier and the rain’s fully stopped. Or,” he looked away, scratched his neck, “or you could use the guest room? I’ll drive you home either way.”
There, an excuse to leave, the one Dennis should have made earlier. It was being handed to him on a silver platter. Every polite instinct in his body told him to take it.
“Do you wanna watch a movie?” he asked instead.
An unreadable expression flickered across Robby’s face. Barely there and gone again. It looked a lot like hope, but Dennis was not prepared to call it that.
(Or, Dennis gets caught in a rainstorm, Robby is his knight in shining leather.)
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- Part 3 of Lunch Money