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    She had miscalculated and today is the first time she's seeing him since she told him to kiss her in the hospital parking lot on Thursday morning, and he, instead of doing as asked, ran away. Since he tucked tail and bolted with a laughably weak excuse to hole up in his perpetually-dark bedroom, police scanner on full volume if Samira had to guess. The memory tastes bitter and Samira can feel the frown she's wearing. She doesn't like being wrong in general, but it feels infinitely worse to have been wrong about whatever this thing between her and Jack is. Or isn't.

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    the erectile dysfunction fic

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    "With respect, your Highness—”
    “Jayce. Please call me Jayce.”
    “...Jayce.” How ridiculous, that even then the single syllable tasted of home. “Respectfully, you cannot want this. I am broken. I assure you, it will be far more trouble than I am worth.”
    Jayce had touched him again, then; those same warm calloused fingers brushed the hair aside from Viktor’s forehead. “I think,” he’d said, “that I will decide for myself what you are worth.”

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    “It's embarrassing.”

    Robby glanced over. Whitaker was still facing the window, his hands twisted in the hem of his sweatshirt. 

    “If it’s got you this worked up, it must be important. I won't judge.” 

    Whitaker sighed. “I…I started dating someone. A guy. I met him on a dating app, and we’ve been together about a month.”

    Robby hummed in acknowledgement. He didn't speak yet, waiting for Whitaker to continue. 

    “The problem,” Whitaker muttered, “is that he’s…my first boyfriend. I'm 27 years old, and I've never kissed anyone before, let alone had sex. I've avoided the sex part this far—using work and being tired as excuses—but I'm seeing him this weekend and I can't…I know I can’t hold it off forever.”

     

    Whitaker is a virgin. Robby has a hard time saying no to his favorite resident. When Whitaker asks for help with his problem, what else is there for Robby to do?

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    "Ghost," Soap says, sharper this time, a little edge of order in his voice. Ghost's shoulders tense, roll up. He winces and straightens again, staring up at Soap. The eye contact is settling, a little - seeing Ghost's eyes focus on him is reassuring, tells Soap that Ghost is with him at least. He forces a smile. "What's goin' on in that pretty little head, huh?"

    He means it to tease, hopes it'll make Ghost roll his eyes, scoff and shove at him, as he always has when Soap turns flirty and intimate. Ghost's boundaries are well-known and well-respected - he likes the social play of it all, comfortable in platonic submission that lets Gaz and Soap and Price needle at him, seek reassurance that he's their steadfast and constant foundation, but pulls a hard and fast stop when it progresses too far. Soap expects to hit that wall, to get a little snark and be dismissed as a worrying mother hen.

    But Ghost just stares up at him, unblinking, his eyes unbearably warm, cheeks flushed along the edges of his mask.

    Soap frowns, reaches out to put the back of his hand on Ghost's forehead. Ghost's lashes flutter weakly.

    "Think I'm droppin'," Ghost mutters, leaning into the touch.

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    With a sigh that borders on painful, John finally admits, “Fucked my back up.” His eyes burrow into the bench across from the one they’re sat on, not wanting to look at Nikolai as he confesses, “Threw it out just standin’ up after I got knocked down.”

    “We are getting old, da?”

    Nikolai knocks their elbows together lightly, cognizant of his pissy back, and grins like growing old isn’t a slow and unending march towards the unavoidable end of their lives. Like the silver hairs sneaking into his long black hair, streaking his beard, and hiding beneath John’s boonie are something to celebrate rather than fear.

    “Yeah…” John’s eyes pinch, and he studies the bench more intently.

    An arm snakes around his shoulders carefully. Gingerly, Nikolai pulls him into the warmth of his side, and John tucks his head into the man’s broad chest, allowing himself comfort just this once.

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    John fucks his back up, and Nikolai makes him feel better

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