i love all your writing. but pocket player is my especial fav 👌🏻 also dog walking!au. and defenseless is one of my go to fics 💛
Well, this made me all soft and gooey inside. Thank you! And because I worked on something other than exchange fic today, have the first part of the 5+1 fic that is the third story in the dog walker!Sid verse:
The first time Geno was injured, it was soon after Sid’s own mishap with his appendix (the less said about that, the better). Sid was determined to make up for the disaster that their third date had become and brought Geno the comfort and companionship that he had given Sid with his own stay in the hospital.
If only Geno would stop being a bear about it and let Sid in the house.
“Geno, I’m already here,” sighed Sid into the phone. “Do you want me and your chicken soup to get cold?”
Sid could hear Geno weighing the cost/benefits of not letting Sid in to see him injured versus seeing Sid and eating his soup. Finally, just as his nose was starting to really feel the nip in the air, a long, weary sigh came over the line.
“Fine, Sid. Code to key box is 6460. You can come in.”
Sid grinned in triumph, quickly keying in the code, getting the key, and letting himself in. Taking off his shoes, he set the soup on the table in the foyer as he took of his coat. He looked around, doing a double take as he spotted a tiger. Of course Geno would have a tiger in his entry way. Smiling softly, he shook his head, and went off to find his reluctant boyfriend.
He found Geno in what he thinks he would call a den, ensconced on a recliner, his healing knee wrapped in ace bandages and elevated with a pillow. Geno turned the saddest, most mournful looking puppy dog eyes on Sid, and he was helpless against them.
He stooped over Geno, giving him a soft, lingering kiss, smoothing his hair away from his brow. The lines around Geno’s eyes eased when Sid drew back, his smile the best thing Sid had seen all day.
Sid grinned. “Hi, yourself.”
After Sid had found his way to the kitchen to warm the soup, they settled in for a long afternoon of bad television and fond smiles. Sid was glad he was more stubborn than Geno this time.