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“I feel like a clown,” Robby grumbles, surprised the gown isn’t tight in the shoulders like he thought it would be, “or maybe like the Michelin Man.”
Jack steps back, hands dragging down Robby’s arms, fingers slipping between the pleats of fabric until they tangle with Robby’s own, fingers hooked together, Jack keeping their arms raised so he can take all of Robby in, “Lookin good to me.”
Robby finally meets Jack’s eyes. They’re half-lidded, hungry, the way he looks before kissing the breath out of Robby, “You cannot be serious right now.”
“As a heart attack,” Jack steps back, pulling Robby down with him on the couch, “how can I convince you that you’re unfairly attractive in this?”
(Or: Robby has to wear his graduation regalia; Jack isn't normal about it)