Fics like I looked up at the night sky wondering, "Is this what it's worth?"

Abbot said he cared. Abbot, who in Robby’s absence, had seen Dennis at his best and worst. And he was still here anyways. They made it seem like Dennis was easy to love. And it made him wonder-had it always been that easy? Dennis had been convinced that he was a difficult child, that he grew into a difficult adult. That he was too much, too sensitive, too soft, that no one would love him unless he fit into a certain standard. But Abbot made it sound like it was as easy as breathing. “I got a phone call last night.” Dennis started. He hesitated, glancing up at Abbot, who gave an encouraging nod. He looked like he wanted to hear what Dennis had to say. “It was from my brother. We haven’t spoken since I left Nebraska for undergrad. Turns out my dad had a stroke. He’s in the hospital. Life support. Probably won’t make it until next week.” or: dennis has probably the worst shift of his life. he gets forcibly reminded that he doesnt have to shut down and trudge through it alone (ft. a healthy dose of gay panic)

Fics like I looked up at the night sky wondering, "Is this what it's worth?"

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