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Kent Parson's romantic gestures need a lot of work, but are still pretty effective after all.
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you could be happy (and i won't know) by neversleepingagain for originally
Fandoms: Check Please! (Webcomic)
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The year he turns 26, Kent Parson renews his contract, comes out and figures out how to talk about his feelings. It's a steep learning curve.
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By the end of his speech, tears are falling from Buck’s chin to where his hands are still stuck, half-reaching out for Tommy’s. “I’m so sorry,” Buck whispers, with his stupid big eyes and his stupid big heart and of course he looks absolutely gutted, because he’s never felt anything but the full weight of everyone else’s emotions, “I had no idea. You never told me.”
“I didn’t tell you a lot of things,” Tommy says, “And I regret it. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” Buck assures him, a tinge of desperation on his tongue, “I—I—I forgive you. I wasn’t there for the first bit, but I’m here now, and—and whatever you need, whatever the—the baby needs, I’ll do it.”
“You’re gonna be such a good dad,” Tommy smiles, and this is the part he knew was going to hurt. This is the part he almost couldn’t stomach. This is the part he knows he has to do more than anything else. “That’s why I’m relinquishing parental rights. The baby’s going to be yours—just yours.”
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The Body Doesn't Lie (It Bleeds) by thatadrenalinejunkie for Saturn
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
13 Apr 2026
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There was no reason for him to intervene. They didn’t know each other. Not in any meaningful way. A brief exchange in a stairwell did not justify involvement. She might not even remember him. From her perspective, he would be a stranger—a large, older man in a car pulling up unprompted in the dark, in the rain. There were variables there he couldn’t control. Unknowns in how she would react, how she would interpret it.
He didn’t like unknowns.
He also didn’t like the image of her standing there, soaked through, waiting in the rain.
The irritation came quickly—not at her, but at the situation. At himself.
“Fuck,” he said under his breath.
He signaled left.
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Or, the one where an orthopedic surgeon who hates unpredictability becomes obsessed with the one variable he can’t control.
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