Dennis claims he stress bakes and Trinity’s like yeah okay white boy from the Midwest. Until she comes home and there’s cupcakes and cookies and cakes and desserts she’s never heard of on every surface and she’s so confused. All of the recipes Dennis knows are meant to feed a large family or a church family at a potluck. He doesn’t know what the fuck it means to bake or cook for one/two.
Meaning every few weeks Trinity and Dennis are unloading LOADS of baked goods from her car and everyone at PTMC secretly is relieved when Dennis gets stressed out now. Because the feast that is upon them is worth it. He even starts trying to make the Filipino desserts Trinity has written down in a recipe card and gains even more brownie points with his favorite nurses.
Christmas rolls around and Robby finds a basket worth of desserts he hasn’t had since his grandmother passed away. Latkes, honey cake, rugelach. Dennis just shrugs with a blush and claims he was stressed about something at work and wanted to try it.
When Robby and Dennis finally make it official, and Dennis gets to come to Robby’s place, he is almost in tears over the double ovens that Robby barely even touches. It’s truly over at that point and there is always some baked good (or two or three) sitting in the kitchen.
And yeah Robby puts on some happy pounds from their relationship but he is so relieved that Dennis has an outlet that works and that it keeps him off of the roof so he doesn’t mind it (and neither does Dennis)
