Fics like The Honeymooners

They're standing close, Jack's hand on Robby's shoulder, almost where it meets his neck. They're talking about nothing, voices low, Jack's thumb slowly strokes back and forth, just once. Robby smiles at something he says, that real smile that makes his crows feet sink deep. "When's the honeymoon?" Dana asks, and suddenly the real world crashes in. Robby steps back. Jack grins, bright as the sun, always ready to play. "Next week. Two weeks in Bali, just me and lover boy over here." He slings an arm around Robby, pulling him close. Pats his chest twice, right over his heart. Robby snorts. "Bali? I specifically requested somewhere with no sand." Jack's the one who hates sand, but he can pretend. He can play. Jack so loves to play, to tease, to drive Robby insane. "Sand's everywhere, sweetheart," Jack tells him. The pet name warms him, even in jest. Same as the hand, still resting on his heart. "It certainly will be after a two week beach honeymoon," Robby shudders, horrified at the very thought. "Okay enough, enough," Dana groans. "Patients. People dying. Stop flirting and work, for the love of god."

Fics like The Honeymooners

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