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"I didn't know you were the type to use the apps," she says eventually, then decides that's maybe too cryptic and adds: "Hinge I mean. Saw your profile."
Then something wonderful happens. Something she never expected of overly confident, perpetually suave, Jack Abbot: he blushes. His entire face flames red within seconds, and he clears his throat as a crackly, awkward laugh leaves his lips
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Or, Jack Abbot has been celibate for 12 years and Samira Mohan is completely normal about it.
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19 Jun 2026
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Only after the embers are crushed does clarity cut through the light panic. He’s fifteen years her senior, why’s he acting like a teenager caught red handed? Plus, there’s not really anyone she could snitch to—it’s medical.
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Jack Abbot smokes a joint occasionally, and that's his prerogative.
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18 Jun 2026
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It’s not where you come from, it’s where you belong.
The tires squealed as the car came to a stop. Trinity could feel her heartbeat get quicker. It wasn’t her first time in a foster home, but every time brought the feeling of walking into a viper's den.
Or: Trinity moves into a new foster home, the two dads: Michael "Robby" Robinavitch and Jack Abbot.
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26 Apr 2026
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Jack Abbott finds out your Rice Purity Score.
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24 Apr 2026
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Crush (good men die too, i'd rather be with you) by achillescome_down
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
16 Jun 2026
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If Robby hovers, then Jack crowds. If Robby is keeping an eye on her, then Jack is staring right through her. Nico doesn’t fool herself into thinking Robby’s…closeness is anything more than his thorough teaching style. Even if the closeness makes her squirm, it makes her stomach twist with a different kind of nerves. Even if she likes that sometimes, when she has a moment alone, she can smell his deodorant on her scrubs.
With Jack, it’s a whole other thing. The man has a problem with eye contact and physical boundaries. He’ll stand behind her, talking her through a procedure, one arm practically wrapped around her waist to guide her hand, his voice a low rumble in her ear. She’ll lean back into him, making sure to brush against him a little more than is necessary. He stands too close to her, she stands too close to him, their hands brush as they rotate a man’s lung 180º to slow the bleeding, it’s all real fucking romantic if you asked her.
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22 Apr 2026