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According to his parents, Dennis isn't the Omega that all Alphas would like to have.
But apparently, he's the right one for Robby.
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03 Jul 2026
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After a traumatic event, Dennis Whitaker can't possibly imagine loving again, in fact, it's almost out of the question.
But when things spin out of control with a situationship, he has to choose between letting his pain consume him, or his desire control him.
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Whitaker is a pole dancer and Robby is down bad
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03 Jul 2026
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Robby asks Dennis to spend the evening with him, to talk and get to know each other over a nice meal and drinks. It goes much, much better than he planned.
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01 Jul 2026
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After the Fourth of July, Robby leaves.
Whitaker follows.
Somewhere between Pittsburgh and the Great Plains, Dennis convinces him to come home.
Or: A getting-together oneshot that turned into a series about Robby and Dennis figuring out what they want to be to each other. Featuring yearning, hurt (but also comfort), Jack Abbot serving as Robby’s unlicensed therapist, Trinity Santos suffering more than Jesus, quite a lot of smut, actually, and gratuitous references to the great state of Nebraska.
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30 Jun 2026
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This was coming to a head, Robby simply strung along after his own barrage of emotions.
It was pitiful, to be thinking like this while being kissed stupid, hands skimming over warm skin. His heart was in his throat, stopping his breath. He needed to say something, say how tangible this emotion felt, a real, hulking thing that sat next to him in bed alone, that followed him around the ED, that sat heavy in his chest every time he was in Dennis’s orbit. How terrified he was. How mortifying this was, to be seen right through, exposed and vulnerable, his soft underbelly on full display. Robby’s head was spinning, mind clouded with vitriol, years and years of running, of waiting for the other shoe to drop. His mouth started to form the words, to push him away, to drop to his knees in prayer, the words that fell from his lips instead, was—
“I think I’m in love with you.”
His stupid, treacherous mouth.
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Robby longs for something he's never been able to grasp.
Series
- Part 2 of teach me how to not stare at you.
Bookmarked by Blueberryjen
29 Jun 2026