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when i'm spread on the bed (you remain the luscious fruit) by strawberryliqor
Fandom The Pitt (TV)
09 Apr 2026
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06 Jun 2026
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“What do you think about the severe rash case? Think you want in on it or can I take it?”
Frank turns to face her, which makes her look at him. His eyebrow is raised, an expression of focus on his face. “I think I want you to take a break.”
Mel laughs, glances away before making eye contact again. “That’s a funny joke.”
“No, I'm serious. Mel, go take fifteen,” he says with a firm tone.
“But I don’t need a break.”
Frank places a gentle, yet strong, hand on her shoulder. Mel glances down at it, a bit too stunned to speak; her brain trips over itself. Frank rarely touches her like this. It should be overstimulating — and if it were anyone else, it very well might’ve been — but instead the weight of his hand on her shoulder grounds her. Becomes an anchor.
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06 Jun 2026
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The first bets were placed shortly after the wedding ring disappeared from Langdon’s finger one rainy day in August, never to be seen again. Trinity thinks it’s funny, though she isn’t the most invested, until it all ends up coming to a head in a way more awful than any of them could have predicted.
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06 Jun 2026
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Some nights were, naturally, worse than others.
Nights where Frank laid in bed for so long, staring at the ceiling, that it made his heart start to race with anxiety and his back ache and ache and ache no matter how he positioned himself. Nights where his thoughts spiraled out into worst-case-scenarios that seemed so vivid and inevitable that he would have to get up and go to the bathroom, just to turn the light on and look at himself in the mirror to remember what was actually real.
Those were the nights when he wanted the pills again the most: alone in his guest bedroom, trying to wring sleep out of his body like the last few drops of water out of a dirty dishcloth.
He tried not to call Mel on nights like that. He did not always succeed.
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04 May 2026
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“Langdon, if you’re done with the personal call on the clock,” Dana says, appearing on his left. “Whitaker could use a senior resident in…”
“Just give me one minute,” he replies. “Mel, you gotta tell me what’s going on…”
“Don’t freak out, okay?”
In the history of people uttering that sentence, Frank thinks there are few who have not proceeded to freak the fuck out over what follows. But he’s an ER doctor. He thrives under pressure. If anyone is not going to freak out, it’s him. But it’s also her…
“Mel…”
“I…” Frank hears a faint thunk, like a tire hitting a pothole, and then the sound of someone hissing in pain. “I may have broken my arm…”
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21 Apr 2026