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“Come with me,” Chi Cheng said. It was bold, shocking Suowei at how audacious the suggestion was.
“As if! What idiot would want to go on a work trip and third-wheel with you and your clingy girlfriend?” Suowei laughed, convinced the other man must be joking. He’d said many outrageous things before, but this really took the cake.
“An idiot like you, hopefully.”
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What if Wu Suowei went along on the trip in episode 7?
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“So I was thinking it would be better if we just…broke up.”
“Why?” It was the only thing he could think of to say and Charlie looked shocked that he had said something so quickly.
“Because! Because, we should! It would be better if we broke up. For everyone.” Charlie implored.
“It wouldn’t be better for me.” Nick added faintly.
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Charlie breaks up with Nick, believing them to be better off without each other.
Nick struggles, devastated to be without him, and determined to make it work. -
Noé’s Promise by nahdog
Fandoms: ヴァ二タスの手記 - 望月淳 | Vanitas no Carte | The Case Study of Vanitas - Mochizuki Jun (Manga), ヴァニタスの手記 | Vanitas no Carte | The Case Study of Vanitas (Anime)
09 Apr 2022
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Vanitas’ wish is for Noé to kill him when the time comes and so Noé makes a promise.
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Leon likes cuddles. Leon wants cuddles. Leon gets cuddles.
Just a bunch of fluff and sorta Leon introspection.
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There are few things in canon that I think could have been addressed better, and this is one of them.
The situation with King blackmailing Fiat into sex. Basically hurt/comfort around this and me getting Fiat the help, recognition and love he needs.
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Dennis hears the revving of a motorbike engine, disturbing his reverie and making him frown. It’s late — who in their right mind is out driving around on a motorbike? He waits for it to pass, so he can slip back into thinking about Robby and dinner and what they might do after dinner, when the engine cuts out. Dennis lifts his head, eyes opening, taking a second to adjust—
“Need a ride?” Robby asks him, holding out a spare helmet to Dennis. "Jack told me you only just left.”
He steps forward, taking the helmet from Robby. “So you’ve been spying on me?”
“The whole time I’ve been gone.” Robby nods, as Dennis swings himself onto the back of the bike. He winds his arms around Robby’s waist, tucks himself in against his back, and contents himself with the familiar warmth of his body as Robby starts the bike up again.
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In October, Robby comes home. Dennis tries to decide what that means for them both.
A sequel to In a room full of people, I look for you
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“I don’t know what I want to do.” Dennis admits. He looks over at Robby, staring at the side of his face. They’ve been closer than this before, but being in the car together feels strangely intimate. “What would you do?”
“If it was me… I’d at least go for that dinner. But I’m not you. You need to do what’s best for you, Dennis.”
There it is again, his name from Robby’s mouth. It makes his attention linger, still staring at Robby’s face. Dennis is once again overwhelmed with the urge to just bury his face in Robby’s neck and pretend the world doesn’t exist, but that’s not the grown up thing to do. He squeezes his eyes shut for a second, rubs his temples with his fingertips as Robby continues, “Carry your patients with you as much or as little as you like. Find your balance. But remember that you’re human.”
Dennis opens his eyes to the countryside fading away and the city bleeding in. He knows Robby is right. That’s what he needs: balance.
In his last year of med school, Dennis learns to let go of the guilt that plagues him.
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After crashing his car in a blizzard, Robby wakes up in the care of Dennis Whitaker, the closet thing to a doctor in Amish country.
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Dana prided herself on knowing everything about the ED. She didn't understand how she could have ever missed this.
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There’s a hand, fingers cold, on his elbow – someone trying to get his attention. Usually, usually, his staff would know that just calling his name is enough, that he’s fine-tuned to the sound of it like a dog waiting for a command. But as he looks down and then to the person the chilled digits belong to, he finds Whitaker staring up at him owlishly. A shudder goes through him, senses zeroing in on the point of contact.
“Can I help you?” It comes out bitchier than he intended, caught off-guard as he is. But he doesn’t take it back, not even when the kid bites at his lower lip as if he wants to apologize.
“I just wanted to ask if you liked the chicken parm.”
aka Robby doesn't know he's being wooed by home-cooked meals and big, honest eyes.