Here is part 1 of my Rabbot fic recs
Stories to a Child by Johnny Rivers / M / 6.9k words / write_starlight_riots
Jack Abbot is attacked at work by a grieving father. Mike Robinavitch is there for his recovery, physical and emotional.
dusk when we get home / M / 8.2k words / polyommatusblues
Those thirty seconds he spent on Robby, obsessing over a relatively-superficial through-and-through when he knew someone else was shot in the chest—he could have been here. And if it had been an arterial wound? he then thinks. The guilt dissipates as soon as it registers.
Or, how Jack Abbot learned to say yes.
Shut Up and Dance with Me / G / 4k words / @qedart
Whitaker needs to learn how to waltz, Robby has a particular set of skills, and Dana and Jack have a heart to heart
maybe sorrow was the thing / T / 13.5k words / @alasse9
An unexpected break-up means Robby ends up going to Pittfest with Jake after all. He asks Abbot to cover half his shift, and Abbot is happy to agree—surely half a day shift can't be nearly as chaotic as the usual night shift. Everything that happens later changes his perspective on plenty of things, from just how crazy the day shift can get, to where exactly he wants to stand with Robby.
Take a Chance on Me / E / 4.4k words / @remyfire
After Robby finishes flossing and pulls out his bottle of mouthwash, he looks through the glass once more, then pauses for a beat when he notices Jack is watching him. Robby's lips quirk before he flicks his gaze away and focuses on rinsing his mouth, trying to lose his thoughts in the sharp minty flavor. It doesn't work. Every so often, he risks another peek, sees Jack studying him unblinkingly, then glances away again. His cheeks heat, at odds with the comfortable chill on his own bare chest. But though he keeps waiting for Jack to tease him about looking like a chipmunk with his puffed-out cheeks, he doesn't say a word. When he finally spits the mouthwash out, Robby takes a deep breath, glances again, then huffs out a chuckle. Jack is, in fact, still focused on him. And he's smiling. "Got something to say?" Robby asks.
Jack shrugs. "Oh, don't mind me." His gaze travels slowly, slowly down Robby's body, the kind of glacial pace that sends a shiver rippling through his veins. "Just enjoying the view."
on this side of the fence / E / 20.3k words / @hawksredrobe
when lonely cowboy robby's hot ranch neighbor jack comes to the horse rescue, robby falls head over heels almost instantly. slowly, neighbors blossom into friends blossoms into a quiet, heated, eternal kind of love.
It's not the heat, it's the humidity. / M / 6.4k words / RemingtonFae / @needmorefiction
Everything is conspiring against Jack today. The failing power generators, the heat wave, the humidity, all the way down to the fucking on-and-off pouring rain. But the thing that is going to kill him?
That little strip of skin showing right above Robby's Carhartts.
the light that creeps in through the cracks / E / 5k words / @astronomical-light
“I just,” Robby says. He looks down at his feet, hands wringing by his side. Robby’s impersonation of someone who’s doing just fine falls to the floor with his gaze, fracturing on impact. Fingers curl into fists, and it’s like he’s elbows-deep in Jack’s chest cavity, twisting at something visceral when he clenches tight enough that the skin around his knuckles pales from the pressure. “I need—”
Jack knows what Robby needs. They’ve traded off existential crises enough times that he’s lost count of the running tally, taking turns picking each other up from rock bottom like they’re alternating who’s picking up the check at dinner. Robby doesn’t have to subject himself to the mortifying ordeal of saying it out loud; being here at all is telling Jack everything that he needs to know, and frankly, it’s easier on both of them if they step right over that part altogether.
no place to fall / T / 8.8k words / deathconsciousness
After his divorce, Robby has a hard time finding a place to live. When Abbot, nostalgic for their college days, invites him to move in, their renewed closeness stirs unexpected feelings, threatening the friendship they've built over the years.
a murmuring brook (curving about you) / T / 15.3k words / @sorrowingsoldier
Jack teaches in Germany for 120 days; Robby's totally fine about it.
a new affair / E / 10.2k words / @icemav86
“You okay?” Robby asked, concern lacing his voice, all of this attention now on Jack.
“Yeah, yeah. It’s—fuck this is dumb.” Jack mentally braced himself. “So you’re on Grindr, right?”
“...Yes,” Robby answered hesitantly, his brow furrowing in confusion. “And I know you know that, so…” He trailed off and raised his eyebrows, questioning.
Jack did some quick mental math on how to have this conversation without humiliating himself and came up empty, so he took the direct approach. “How would you advise an older bi guy who’s new to the whole ‘sex with men’ scene?”
Jack comes to Robby for help, but things don’t go as planned for either of them.
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