A couple names:
Jack calls Robby Misha sarcastically in public
“Yeah, alright, Misha. Don’t forget we saw you bumbling around out there during the department softball game last year” Jack laughs as Robby swears up and down that he is actually rly good at baseball.
But in private he says it with such love and care-
“Yeah, Misha, I know, let it out” Jack whispers into his hair, Robby wrapped up in his arms against his chest shaking after a nightmare.
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Jack calls Robby Michael when he’s exasperated with his undefined partnership, basically husband, but technically under the law civil partner.
Robby is on a princess short swing shift for just the first half of Jack’s full shift when Jack finally snaps. His fuckin husband has worked 6 12s in the past week even thought he knows damn well he’d personally agreed and promised to try his absolute best to max at 4 from now on.
And now he peers into an exam room and his damn Michael sitting at the beside of 30 year old female with sudden onset vomiting persisting for 3 days.
Jack pokes his head in
“Dr.Robby, if I could conference with you for just a moment?”
When Robby politely excuses himself from the room and joins Jack in a supply alcove missing the rack that’s supposed to be there, he realizes the look on Jack’s face.
“Michael, I swear to fucking god”
“You guys have a full board! I can’t just leave all this on you guys because I’m working a little princess shift”
“Your calves are killing you, your back needs some icy hot and a damn bed, you need eye drops, some sunlight, and get this- some damn sleep. All of which you are not getting in this stupid hospital. It is home time, Michael. Return to base, soldier”
“Okay, okay, get off your soap box. I do actually have to do some charting before I can clock out”
“Yeah, okay, you’re allowed 35 minutes to either grab a scribe or dictate your shit quick and I better not you see in another patient room. Because I am not allowing you collapse on this ED floor today because you won’t go home and get good rest and take care of yourself”
“Fine, I’ll grab Sam” (his favorite ED scribe)
“Thank you, I’ll be home in like four hours so please for the love of god- go home, sleep, and be there when I come to join you”
Robby nodded quietly
“And,” jack looked around the little hallway area they were in and dropped his voice, “I love you”
“I love you, too” Robby said equally as quiet
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Jack calls Robby [insert most ridiculous play off Robby nick name here] when he’s trying to persuade him
“Cmon, Robert, Roberty, Robby-Rob, let me do it” ie. grow a fuck ass beard, go do borderline dangerous shit with the other adrenaline junkie ED staff, buy them another outrageous gaudy towering novelty cat tree [they already own one for each room already]
