I finna be in the Pitt
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Dennis couldn't remember the last time he had been present in a space that wasn't cleaned of him. It might have had something to do with a more conservative upbringing, or the plethora of children inhabiting a house built for Christian magazines. White walls, white counters, white tile. If he'd stayed, he'd be wearing his white shirts, an outward manifestation of the clean body underneath.
Otherwise known as Dennis's religious trauma, leading to him living as a Beta. He becomes obsessed with Robby and Jack because their scents can get through his thoroughly abused nose and set his hormones ablaze. Of course, he knows both men are probably already mated and pupped up, so he tries to ignore it. Unless.
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When he boards the elevator he’s upset. By the time he leaves the elevator he’s angry, each reverberation of his feet hitting asphalt felt in the remaining bones and surgical grade titanium in his right leg, all the way up to his hip. It takes him less than sixty seconds to walk from the parking deck to the ambulance bay. Ten feet from the entrance, he sees Robby walk through the first set of doors, past Ahmad, and then through the second set of doors. His pulse roars in his ears, his heart pounding in his chest. For the first time in years, Jack Abbot feels something approximating rage, an emotion he has long assumed to be medicated out of him.
His hands furl into fists.
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Robby commits the critical error of making Samira cry. Jack reacts.
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After seeing Dennis at gay bar Robby proceeds to make a series of very very unprofessional choices
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Trinity doesn't find Dennis on the 8th floor at the end of their first shift at the Pitt, but Robby does a few weeks later, probably when Dennis most needs it.
____[NOT abandoned, in process of writing the Epilogue.]
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It didn’t take long for Santos to notice that after Whitaker moved in, he never really… moved in. Sure he slept here, and his few depressing bags from the eighth floor were here, but her warning about minding his business and keeping to himself seemed to have had a much more potent effect than she thought. It had been weeks and his dishes hadn’t shown up in the cabinets, his food hadn’t shown up in the fridge, hell his toothbrush hadn’t even shown up in the damn bathroom. Like, was he not brushing his teeth? What was going on there?
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Or how Whitaker learns to call their house a home.