(Cringe. Whitaker implied lmao.. anyway. Will prob rewrite.)

For a while now, Michael Robinavitch and Jack Abbot have been a thing. A few people at the hospital knew about it but never commented on it. What would they even say? The two were grown men who could do whatever they wanted, and they kept the relationship outside of work. Besides the eye fucking. Yet, they weren’t breaking any HR rules so they could keep doing what they were doing.

However, both now pushing their 50s, the two knew they needed something to spruce up their relationship. Or someone.

The conversation came up as a joke over dinner. Robby actually brought it up. Abbot joked back. Yet, the way the suggestion hung in the air said more than words did.

A third.

The two didn’t care if it was a girl or a guy. Just someone to help liven up the relationship. Maybe for an evening. The two went out to bars, tried apps, even went on grinder for a bit, but nothing worked. No one caught their eye and if they did, the other didn’t see it.

Robby let out a tired sigh as he shrugged off his jacket, standing next to Jack who was getting ready to head to their apartment after his night shift. “So, how bad was it?”

“What do you think, Robs?” Jack stretched out his back, groaning quietly as his body protested at the sudden movement.

“Hey. Robby. Those med students are here.” Longdon said as he passed by the two older doctors, checking a spreadsheet on a clipboard he held. Robby groaned as he shook his head.

“Damnit.. I completely forgot. New rotation of med students… makes me want to switch over to night shift with you.” Robby smiled slightly at Jack, nudging him with his shoulder. Jack just shook his head as he bumped back.

“Yeah right. You couldn’t handle it.”