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He comes back with gauze and disinfects the split skin on his knuckles. Flambae himself is hardly injured, aside from a few bruises Robert supposes he is going to wear proudly. He doesn't even sit next to him, he stands there in front of the couch, wrapping gauze around his hand with just enough care to stay on, but messy enough to show that he isn't doing this for him.
Robert sucks his lower lip between his teeth for a moment, but it's not enough to keep himself from stating what he had been thinking ever since Flambae rejoined the team. “You're still mad at me.”~Robert has an opportunity to spend some one-on-one time with Flambae
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22 Jan 2026
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“Employees should be aware that if they enter into a personal relationship with a subordinate employee, a conflict of interest may exist.”
Robert knows the policy.
He also knows he shouldn’t be thinking about Flambae’s hands, his stare, or the way heat seems to follow him through SDN’s halls.
Unfortunately for Robert, Flambae has never been good at respecting boundaries.
Or pretending he doesn’t want what he wants.
Or
Flambae better stop staring at Robert because he can't handle it.
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- Part 1 of Mechabae
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22 Dec 2025
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After coming together in the choice to cut Invisigal, Robert has a rough night. Morale is low, but Flambae has a couple words to get off his chest. He offers Robert a ride home, which leads to taking him back to his place, which leads to taking him to his bedroom.
Or; instead of ubering home and getting kidnapped by Shroud in some bar, Flambae takes Robert home.
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22 Dec 2025
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My hands are not clean (they can still carry you home) by Arcturus_Ish
Fandoms: Dispatch (Video Game)
30 Nov 2025
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The thing about plastic chairs is that they weren't a great substitute for an actual bed; the other thing is, Robert can't exactly afford to be picky and even if he 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 the internal debate is still ongoing as to whether or not he deserves a mattress at this current point in his life.
So, the plastic chair stays and is staying for the foreseeable future. Besides, it's charming - in a depressing, minimalism-that-is-totally-not-a-reflection-of-his-inner-sense-of-worth way.
Or:The fic where Robert has chronic pain and Flambae has warm hands. The two of them will figure out what to do about that eventually, right?
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The exigencies of Flambae's ego were long sated. His career offered challenge and reward in equal measure; sufficient eustress kept him sharp. His teammates, now something of an extended family, furnished the once-desolate corners of his social life with their gutsy effervescence.
What, then, was so amiss?
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In which Flambae makes peace with a grueling assortment of humiliations – love, sincerity, human vulnerability, and the like.