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Hi Rebekah. I don’t know if you even care, but I’m calling to tell you I have cancer"-- is the first line of the voicemail. Dennis involuntarily throws his phone to the floor, which is fortunately carpeted. Trinity never knew his deadname, not that it matters. “Fuck,” Dennis whispers.
Trinity clamps one arm around him; the other hand is typing furiously on her phone. She finishes and leans her head on his shoulder. “I’m sorry, Huck.”
They stay that way for a few minutes, Dennis’s mind looping, wondering what his mom said next. Thinking that it’s like she can tell that he finally felt happy, and just had to fuck it up.
The door opens and Robby comes in. “Hey,” he says, voice a little hoarse. Without hesitating, he walks to the couch and sits on Dennis’s other side, sandwiching him between the two people he loves the most.
Or: A continuation of my fic Little Green, where Dennis is pregnant with Robby's baby. In this installment Dennis's mom calls to say she has cancer.
Series
- Part 2 of Little Green