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    From his booted feet to his head, Aerion followed every visible inch of Dunk’s form with a silent, feline-like curiosity, as if seeing him as a mouse and sizing him up for a meal. It felt like an age before his eyes fell upon Dunk’s face, searching his dirtied cheeks and the blue of his eyes as if watching the clouds and consulting the weather, or checking the sky for signs of some foul sort of omen. When their eyes met at last, Aerion’s cockiness fell from his features swiftly as if Dunk had backhanded it from his face. His swagger faltered, and then his hackles were up, his lips pulling into a snarl.

    “I shall withdraw my accusation if the oaf swears an oath of fealty to me and becomes my sworn sword.”

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    “Robert hadn’t expected to hook up with anyone when he decided to go out for the night but fuck if he didn’t need this. He had to admit he was going a little crazy doing nothing other than being Mecha Man and returning home broken and exhausted. He had left his apartment just to grab a drink and for a change of scenery but that had quickly changed when the man above him approached with an offer to buy him a drink.”

    A one night stand changes Robert’s life forever.

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    “Wait.” Flambae blurted, voice strained.

    Robert’s fingers tensed on the channel button, halting his motion. “…yeah?”

    The line went quiet for a moment before Flambae made a soft, surrendering sound.

    “Fuck.” he borderline whined, and Robert couldn’t help the way his breath caught in his throat.

    “...Do you…want help? Or something?” Robert winced, regretting the words as soon as they left his mouth. “The sooner you’re done with…whatever this is, the sooner you can get back out on the field. So—just tell me what you need.”

    Another beat of silence and Robert briefly considered taking the offer back, asking Flambae to forget he even said anything. A rough exhale whistled in his ears.

    “Talk to me.”

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    Or, Flambae gets a bit "pent-up" mid-shift. Robert lends him a helping hand (Well, voice).

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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.

     
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    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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    “I can’t imagine Oka with some old geezer,” Maruyama jokes. “I bet he’s, like, a really handsome thirty-year-old lawyer or something.”

    Satomi’s ears are burning. He thinks he’s going to faint.

    Mana laughs. “Hmm, I bet. I told my boyfriend, ‘hey, Satomi’s friend always brings him to nice restaurants and pays for the food. Why don’t you do that for me more often?’ And he said, ‘Sorry, I’m just a twenty-year-old college student, not a sugar daddy.’ Ugh, the nerve! You’re so lucky, Okapi!”

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