VICTORIA JAVADI + DENNIS WHITAKER THE PITT [SEASON 2]
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VICTORIA JAVADI + DENNIS WHITAKER THE PITT [SEASON 2]
Dr. Robby? She took a fall.
god i love mohabbot and rabbot and hucklerobby and hucklerabbot and kingdon and mellis and melmira and santellis and parkmira and garsantos and crashtos and crashberry and mcvadi and shenvadi and jemma and demma and more i just LOVE being a multishipper and always being happy
I’m thinking about crashberry making out in Dennis’s car after a long day, maybe Vic’s mom says something out of pocket to her or she kicks ass on a trauma and she’s all keyed up and excitable and Dennis offers to drive her home knowing there’s no way they’re making it out of the parking lot
And they never do anything more than kiss in his car because it’s a tiny beater from twenty years ago and there isn’t the room to do anything but make out until the windows are steamy. they don’t notice the time they’re so caught up in the press of their bodies. Vic always tastes like cherry lipgloss and Dennis won’t ever admit it but he’s been dying to taste her all day.
Until there’s a demanding rap on the window and Dennis rolls it down while Vic throws herself into the passenger seat and it’s not a cop, it’s
It’s fucking ROBBY.
The expression on his face says he was not expecting them either.
Dennis stares straight ahead, hands at ten and two on the wheel. His chin and mouth are red, raw from skin sliding on skin. “We’ll go. Sorry. “
Vic’s head is buried in her hands. She nods without looking up. Her hair is a mess.
Caught up in their embarrassment, they miss the way Robby turns faintly pink. When did the two of them—? What he caught them in the middle of doesn’t feel inappropriate anymore. Just endearing, somehow. Love blooms in odd places, Robby supposed. Even in gross, bloody EDs.
“Make better choices,” he says inanely. His students both wince.
Robby rubs the back of his neck as they peel out of the parking lot. Maybe he should call Jack.
breaking my silence and coming out as a whitvadi/crashberry shipper. can someone get to work bc i can't live like this
Oh, okay.
Hello crashberry nation
repost cuz I made some changes