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Hi there,
Due to a low sign-up count, the deadline for the Robron Anniversary Secret Gift Exchange has been extended till September 17.Â
If you, or anyone you know, is still interested, please feel free to sign up here. Gifts do not need to be elaborate. Anything as simple as a kindly worded compliment or a playlist would do. Â
Gifts would still be due by October 2, with all of them posted here on October 5.Â
As this blog is having issues showing up in the tags, if you could please reblog and signal boost this post, it would be greatly appreciated.Â
Happy Almost-Anniversary!
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Itâs almost that time of the year again, when we gather to celebrate the second anniversary of Robert and Aaronâs second wedding!Â
With that comes a chance to give Mr. and Mr. Sugden-Dingle the celebration they deserve â and what better way to do that than to host a Secret Anniversary Gift Exchange!
You can sign up by simply filling out this form.Â
Sign-ups close September 11th, with assignments going out on September 12th.
Submit your gift to this blog by October 2nd. (And please notify this blog if you canât make it, ASAP!) All gifts will be posted here on the date, with each recipient tagged!
Happy almost-anniversary!
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Itâs almost that time of the year again, when we gather to celebrate the second anniversary of Robert and Aaronâs second wedding!Â
With that comes a chance to give Mr. and Mr. Sugden-Dingle the celebration they deserve â and what better way to do that than to host a Secret Anniversary Gift Exchange!
You can sign up by simply filling out this form.Â
Sign-ups close September 11th, with assignments going out on September 12th.
Submit your gift to this blog by October 2nd. (And please notify this blog if you canât make it, ASAP!) All gifts will be posted here on the date, with each recipient tagged!
Happy almost-anniversary!
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Itâs almost that time of the year again, when we gather to celebrate the second anniversary of Robert and Aaronâs second wedding!Â
With that comes a chance to give Mr. and Mr. Sugden-Dingle the celebration they deserve â and what better way to do that than to host a Secret Anniversary Gift Exchange!
You can sign up by simply filling out this form.Â
Sign-ups close September 11th, with assignments going out on September 12th.
Submit your gift to this blog by October 2nd. (And please notify this blog if you canât make it, ASAP!) All gifts will be posted here on the date, with each recipient tagged!
Happy almost-anniversary!
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Itâs almost that time of the year again, when we gather to celebrate the second anniversary of Robert and Aaronâs second wedding!Â
With that comes a chance to give Mr. and Mr. Sugden-Dingle the celebration they deserve â and what better way to do that than to host a Secret Anniversary Gift Exchange!
You can sign up by simply filling out this form.Â
Sign-ups close September 11th, with assignments going out on September 12th.
Submit your gift to this blog by October 2nd. (And please notify this blog if you canât make it, ASAP!) All gifts will be posted here on the date, with each recipient tagged!
Happy almost-anniversary!
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Itâs almost that time of the year again, when we gather to celebrate the second anniversary of Robert and Aaronâs second wedding!Â
With that comes a chance to give Mr. and Mr. Sugden-Dingle the celebration they deserve â and what better way to do that than to host a Secret Anniversary Gift Exchange!
You can sign up by simply filling out this form.Â
Sign-ups close September 11th, with assignments going out on September 12th.
Submit your gift to this blog by October 2nd. (And please notify this blog if you canât make it, ASAP!) All gifts will be posted here on the date, with each recipient tagged!
Happy almost-anniversary!
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Itâs almost that time of the year again, when we gather to celebrate the second anniversary of Robert and Aaron's second wedding!Â
With that comes a chance to give Mr. and Mr. Sugden-Dingle the celebration they deserve â and what better way to do that than to host a Secret Anniversary Gift Exchange!
You can sign up by simply filling out this form.Â
Sign-ups close September 11th, with assignments going out on September 12th.
Submit your gift to this blog by October 2nd. (And please notify this blog if you canât make it, ASAP!) All gifts will be posted here on the date, with each recipient tagged!
Happy almost-anniversary!
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And thatâs the end of this Secret Anniversary Exchange.
Thanks to everyone that participated and took the time to make and submit your incredible gifts! This event wouldnât have been possible without each and every one of you.
Have a lovely rest of your day and see you again next year!
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@whatdiknow, a legend, a pillar of our community and sanity. thank you for literally everything. <3
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For the marvellous @letthe3000rainâ, who keeps the filth pit open for all of us. Thank you for making this fandom as fun as possible, and just that extra bit of filthy. Â
I hope you like this set and the fic that follows: a very literal glimpse of what Robert and Aaron might doing at the moment. (Each other. Upstairs. Now.)Â
upstairs. now.
Robert and Aaron spend their anniversary doing what they love best: Each other and reminiscing.Â
He wakes up to the sound of rain pattering on the window, dark grey skies filtering what little light there is, bathing their room in cool shadows.
Heâd check the time, but his watch is on his bedside table, and heâs got his arm draped around Aaron, and neither heaven nor hell will get him to move it. Not right now. Not with whatâs coming up. Thereâs a pit in his stomach and itâs growing.
But todayâs not for that, Robert reminds himself yet again, pushing the stealing unease back further. Heâd made a promise to Aaron before going to bed last night. Todayâs meant to be a day of celebration for both of them. A day for them to cherish being husbands. Â
Husbands. Robert smiles when the word crosses his mind. Theyâve made it to a year and counting.
He shuffles closer to Aaron, pressing himself against his back, letting the warmth of his naked skin soak into his bare chest; letting the comfort wash over him.
Itâs always been this way, ever since he can remember, since that first night in that first hotel room. His last memories that night had been of the feel of Aaron curved against his chest, the solid weight of him infinitely comforting. (Chrissieâd never let him play the big spoon â not for long anyway â always needing her personal space come bedtime. Sheâd complained when heâd kicked, and said heâd snored a lot. The only thing Aaron has ever commented on is his dribbling.)
Thatâs what love is, Robert remembers his mum say once. Finding someone who doesnât make you feel bad for being yourself.
He smiles, knowing heâs found him.
Because all Aaronâs ever done is try to help him be himself, and see that what they have is real and tangible.
As tangible as the man lying in his arms today. As tangible as the man he calls husband.
Robert leans forward and presses a kiss to Aaronâs neck, his lips landing on the base of it. But he doesnât pull away, just lets himself linger, resting his forehead against the back of Aaronâs head and feeling that gentle pressure; feeling the grain of Aaronâs hair against the surface of his skin, the ones heâd shaved too short when heâd tried his hand at cutting his own hair.
He takes a deep breath in, lets a slow one out. Lays there, breathing in the scent of his husband.
Right now he smells of sweat, with hints of Robertâs shampoo â the one he used to insist he didnât steal, back when heâd tease him about the price of his grooming products. (He still does that now, but it happens much less, seeing as theyâve simply taken to sharing them.)
Heâs content to keep laying there, taking all this in, but he can feel Aaron start to wake up; his thighs tensing around one of Robertâs own, his right thigh sandwiched between them.
âMorning, sleepyhead,â Robertâs voice is rough with sleep. Judging by the way Aaron shuffles back into him, he likes that.
âWhat time is it?â Aaron asks, not bothering to lift his head.
âDonât really know,â Robert admits. âNot that it matters.â
He presses forward and murmurs, âHappy Anniversary, Mr. Sugden-Dingle.â
Based on the way Aaron huffs, Robert knows heâs smiling in response.
Heâs proved right when Aaron rolls over. âHappy Anniversary Mr. Sugden-Dingle.â
Robert feels a thrill, a shiver running down his back. No matter how many times he hears their shared last name he isnât sick of it. (He uses it all the time when he introduces himself to new clients, having already added it to his email footer before theyâd left on their honeymoon.)
He coasts on that wave and leans forward to kiss Aaron, thinking about how this time last year they still werenât legally husbands â and how theyâd lain in bed together, unable to spend the night apart, Robert wracked with nerves that someone might oppose their marriage.)
Aaron must sense his distraction, because when he pulls back, he asks, âWhat?â
Robert can feel his cheeks turn red as he glances away, suddenly feeling a bit shy under the scrutiny. He can feel Aaronâs gaze still on him; warm, waiting, gentle. A far cry from the searching it had once held when he so much as glanced at him. Back when he couldnât trust Robert as far as he could throw him.
âNothing,â he replies, looking back at Aaronâs face, a little awed to come back to such loving patience. âJust thinking about last year.â
He lets his hand drift down and rest on Aaronâs bum, cupping the curve of the cheek gently with his right palm.
âAnd how we woke up in that bedroom over the pub⊠Before you became my husband.â
Aaron grins, shaking his head and looking away. Robert can almost feel him thinking, Before you snuck away.
Heâs proven right, because when Aaron once again gazes back heâs chuckling slightly. Robert can feel the movement in his hip under his right palm. He presses a little and rubs on it. Â
âMum said she heard you, sneaking away. Reckoned everyone living there did too.â
âNow you tell me,â Robert groans into the pillow, feeling this loss keenly. Heâd thought this little secret was just between them. But knowing that Chas and Paddy know it too makes it much, much worse â more so than the time his mother-in-law had inquired for photos from their honeymoon. Neither of them had had anything G-rated to show on that front, so theyâd just done their best to avoid her.
âGuess Iâve lost my touch,â Robert finally laments, unable to stop himself from pouting. There had been a time when being discreet around Aaron had been his forte. Heâd turned the post-fuck sneak away into an art form.
Like all those times heâd snuck away to the barn, or the days spent âworkingâ in the portacabin, him and Aaron trying to squeeze in quickies between scrap runs. (Adam had almost caught them a few times. But thankfully his sisterâs ex-husband hadnât been the most observant. Or heâd have noticed all the times Robertâs shirt was incorrectly buttoned. Or the time when Aaronâs hoodie was inside out.)
Robert sighs, a tiny bit nostalgic. âNot as good as I used to be.â
âWell, itâs not like we need to be,â Aaron gently points out, while poking him in the chest with a finger. The silver of his wedding band is distracting in this morning light, which Aaron seems to know because he really stresses his next words. âEveryone knows about us. Robert, weâre lying here married.â
His eyes are loving, but his tone makes it clear that he definitely thinks this is ridiculous.
âSuppose youâre right,â Robert shrugs in acquiescence. âThis is a much better bed, for one thing.â
âWill you shut up about that.â Aaron barks a laugh. âMy old bed at the pub wasnât that bad.â
âWasnât that bad?â Robert grows incredulous. âAaron, your mattress was so loud, you could hear it in the pub!â
Heâs being a bit hyperbolic, but he doesnât care. âItâs a wonder we didnât get caught that first time.â
âIf I recall, being loud was never my problem,â Aaron argues, shuffling closer on his own. âYouâre the one who almost got us caught by Charity.â
Robert can feel the air heat up between them, can feel the flush thatâs stealing up his own chest. Under the sheets, his cock is already stirring.
âDonât look at me,â he half purrs back. âItâs not my fault I have a very talented husband.â
He gives Aaronâs bum a playful squeeze and watches as he bites his lip, dark eyes dipping down to Robertâs mouth when heâs talking.
And just like that, theyâre back years ago, to a moment by the pubâs back door. Heâd pinned Aaron to the wall in a fit of rage, though now he knows there was a mix of jealousy and frustration. Heâd wanted Aaron, but had been mad at himself, for this repeated and constant craving. Heâd thought of nothing but Aaron night and day, their brief tryst in the garage doing nothing at all to cure him.
So heâd gone into that pub bathroom that night, hoping to see some sign that the other man had also been plagued by this fever. He may not have gotten that confirmation right away, but that had come later when heâd felt Aaronâs dick stiffen against his leg; when heâd looked at him with those same hazy eyes that heâd flashed him when Robert pinned him to the car at the layby.
He surges forward, not waiting any longer, that same hunger rising within him. Heâs always craved Aaron, and thatâs never stopped, even though theyâre now blissfully married. (If anything, heâs always raring to go, itâs just low like an idling motor.)
Aaron anticipates him, lips parting right away, as Robertâs mouth comes forward to meet his; his tongue sweeping in, sliding against Aaronâs, drawing a moan from both of them.
Five years in and Aaron tastes the same â only now itâs been a year since Robertâs been kissing his husband. Itâs that thought itself that fuels him anew, as he slowly push down, gently rolling them over.
It takes some work, but heâs soon on top, Aaron lying naked in a tangle of sheets below him. His eyes are dark, his lips are wet, his cock is hard against him.
Robert grins down, pleased at the sight, his own dick is already leaking.
âGo on then,â Aaron growls up at him, a bit of a bite to his voice like there used to be. He sticks his chin out, in some kind of challenge. Maybe Robertâs not the only one whoâs feeling a bit nostalgic.
He must have waited too long, because Aaron thrusts up, causing their dicks to rub against each other. Robert gasps at the friction.
âYou going to do something or lay there staring?â
Go ahead and do one
Robert nods, licking his lips. All heâd needed was confirmation.
âYouâre the boss,â he smiles coming in for another kiss as he rolls his hips, unable to deny either of them that pleasure.
Aaron doesnât hold back, groaning into Robertâs mouth, more vocal than he used to be.
The old Aaron used to be all swears and sighs, an enigma wrapped in a stubble. The new one isnât afraid to ask for what he wants â even if itâs just Robert to lay beside him. Itâs like that night, and yet itâs not. Itâs now so much better. Discovery has turned into useful knowledge, and Robert armed and ready to use it.
He doesnât stop when he pulls away, trailing wet kisses down Aaronâs throat and jaw now. He pauses to gently nip at Aaronâs collarbone, another souvenir from their old days. He used to do it to mark Aaron as his, to prove to himself that he could change some part of him. But now he does it because he can, and because he knows Aaron likes it.
Thereâs another hiss. Another low groan. Aaron reacting under him. Heâs got his hands bunched in the sheets, gripping them tight, arms and chest glistening with sweat as Robert keeps kissing and licking his way down him and gently kissing any of the scars he encounters. (The first time heâd seen them, theyâd given him a shock, and heâd wondered at the story behind them. But in the years since, heâs learned and known better, and theyâve taken on an added significance: a sign of everything the man he loves has worked to conquer.)
Robert smiles when he reaches Aaronâs groin, and finds his dick thick and glistening with precome. His thighs are trembling, anxious for relief. It makes Robertâs own balls ache to think of it.
âRobertâŠâ Aaron groans, as if reading his mind. Robert nods even though he knows he cannot see him.
He wraps a hand around the shaft, and lowers his head down, taking Aaronâs dick into his mouth, feeling its thick girth start to fill him quickly. He mouths down slow, sucking nice and long, using his hand to stroke firmly. The way Aaron bucks, he expects him to explode, but all that comes out is another sustained, âRobert.â
He doesnât stop there, already speeding up, sucking and bobbing at a quick pace. He can hear Aaron already start to come apart at the seams, hissing and swearing at every graze of his underside.
The sound is enough to get Robert going himself, his own cock throbbing under him. He starts grinding against the mattress below, but the gentle burn of the smooth cotton isnât enough and that soon becomes obvious.
When he canât stand it anymore, he pulls off with a pop, Aaron letting out another groan under him. Robert gets to his knees, rubbing at his swollen head, croaking, âLubeâ as he reaches for the bedside.
He can feel Aaron watching him as he leans over, just managing to grab the half empty bottle on his side table.
He moves back onto his knees, still between Aaronâs legs, popping open the bottle and smearing the lube all over his fingers.
Aaronâs eyes are still on him, now leaning back on his elbows, eyeing Robert as he begins to prepare himself.
âWhat?â He asks, voice still deep and rough, the taste of Aaron still lingering in his mouth.
Aaron shakes his head and shrugs at him, âCanât a bloke watch his husband.â
Robert throws away the bottle and lifts his Aaronâs legs up, going for better access. He slides his fingers into him, hearing Aaron groan, feeling him pushing down into him.
Thatâs still the same, that throaty sound Aaron makes when He likes something.
Robert goes with it, working him open, watching the way his husband writhes against him, hissing when he scissors his fingers.
This never used to be the case when theyâd meet in the barn, no lube on hand or available. Theyâd had to do it the old fashioned way, just use their spit and their fingers.
Before long, Aaronâs all ready, Robert knows because he tells him. His eyes are scrunched tight and all he can utter are swears; a mixture of âFuckâ and âRobert.â
Robert pulls his fingers out and positions himself, unable to stop him from admiring the view as he does so. Aaronâs on his back, knees up to his chest; ready, eager and waiting.
He strokes himself a few times, breathes in the scent of sex and sweat, as he prepares to enter his husband.
Aaron lifts his head, but he doesnât move. His eyes do all the talking for him. Robertâs never loved him as much as he does in this instant, and he thinks itâs been true of every moment like this. (Heâd once drunkenly told Doug that fucking Aaron was a religious experience, and till this day theyâre words he lived by.)
Thatâs definitely the case when he slides in slow, groaning as he enters him, wet heat instantly enveloping him.
The second heâs balls deep, Robert finds he cannot wait, he needs to fuck his husband.
So he leans down low, Aaronâs pants in his ears, indistinguishable from his own at this point. He meets Aaronâs gaze, Robert bracing himself on his elbows, his own wedding ring in the corner of his vision now; the band of metal squeezed tight between his fingers, the only thing between him and coming.
Robert starts to thrust, building up a quick pace, the front of his thighs slapping against the back of Aaronâs. With each roll of his hips, Aaron pushes down a little more, his groans hitting Robertâs ears louder and faster.
When Robert looks down, Aaronâs eyes are shut tight, his face a picture of pleasure. Robert can feel his cock, rubbing against his waist, a wet pool of fluid already building there. Itâs clear heâs close, pants growing loud, his orgasm already on the horizon.
So Robert speeds up further, racing to join him, wanting to share the moment. He feels when it comes, hot come hitting his chest. He comes a few minutes later.
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âI am sorry about those wing mirrors you know,â Aaron says after a few minutes of silence, both of them laying there spent and sated.
Robert grins, resting his head on Aaronâs arm. Heâs since become an avid cuddler. âIf you ask me, it was all worth it. Iâd take a night with you any day.â
That earns him a smack on the bum, near where Aaronâs hand is resting.
âYouâre tapped. You know that?â Thereâs a buzz to his words, Robert listening through firm muscle.
He tilts his head, and kisses the ball of Aaronâs shoulder. âBlame it on my husband.â
Aaron chuckles, just as their phones start to buzz â no doubt a flood of happy messages. Theyâd made it a year, beyond all the odds. The only stable couple in the village.
After a minute of intermittent vibration, the sound amplified by their side tables, Aaron moves to reach out, grabbing his phone to answer it.
âWait,â Robert says, the word slipping out. Aaron pauses mid-action, looking at him questioningly.
âI justâŠâ He tries to explain, feeling a bit silly, but now he thinks he knows how Aaron used to feel in that old barn. Having to lay there as Robert fielded calls, like sex with him was another minor errand heâd run as part of his day. Not the earth shattering experience it always was.
But theyâre past all now. And he knows Aaron will understand. He always does when it comes to him.
âCan we just keep it the two of us?â He tries not to let his voice wobble. âJust for a little bit longer. Sebâs not going to be up till later anyway.â
Aaron must hear that note in his voice. The one he hadnât meant to get out.
His eyes soften and he gives him a nod, as well as a soft, âOf course.â
Robert watches as Aaron draws his hand back, before moving to thread his fingers through Robertâs; warm silver wedding bands clinking against each other.
He smiles softly, appreciating the gesture, he loves it when they do this. Loves seeing the ways in which they fit perfectly together, his longer fingers amidst Aaronâs broader ones, his smooth palm flat against Aaronâs rougher one. Itâs even better when he can see both their rings, like he does now a symbol of their bond and union.
He could never have imagined his life turning out this way, but now he canât imagine it ever being anything else.
âI love you, you know,â Robert says aloud, repeating the only thought running through his mind all morning. âMr. Sugden-Dingle.â
Aaron snorts and gives him another smack. âLove you too, Mr. Sugden-Dingle.â Â
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@spamela-hamderson I was so happy to get you for this not just because youâre THE best [and it was hard for me to not just tell you as we cried over broken clown masks lmao] but because if this ends up being absolute trash youâre too nice to hold it against me ^-^ [its trash im so sorry :(] but I just wanted something light and fun because I couldnât handle anything angsty so I hope you like it xoxo
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âWhere are all my jumpers?â
Aaron leaned out into the hallway, toothbrush between his lips, and blinked at Robert in confusion. âWhat?â
Robert stepped out of his bedroom, hands on his hips as he surveyed his small flat in confusion. âI couldnât find my blue jumper and now I canât find any of them. Itâs like the flats eaten them.â
Aaron shrugged at him before going back to brushing his teeth, letting out a mumbled âMabe you lef them somere.â
Robert sighed, âBut we donât go anywhere.â
That was half true anyway, sometimes they went to bars in Hotten and occasionally they took a weekend trip to a random hotel further away than that. But, aside from that, Robert wasnât wrong.
âDunno, mate.â
It wasnât until he snagged the hand towel to wipe his face clean that he suddenly realized exactly where Robertâs blue jumper has ended up. He was also starting to get an idea where the rest of them had ended up as well.
Robert and Aaron were a âthingâ and had been for a while. What that thing was exactly Aaron wasnât entirely sure. Theyâd never really defined it and no one actually knew about it.
Theyâd grown up together but you couldnât have called them friends. Robert was a couple years ahead of them and so Aaron had just been one of Victoriaâs annoying friends Robert liked to pick on for years. It didnât stop Aaron from spending more than one afternoon in deep denial about why he cared if Victoriaâs brother paid him attention or not though.
Robert had come out his senior year before leaving behind Emmerdale for Uni, his relationship with his family strained, and Aaron came out two years after that during his own senior year with a much more understanding parent.
Heâd been out with friends a few months later, at some new club in Hotten, celebrating something he couldnât remember, when heâd quite literally bumped into Robert. Â Robert has been tall, freckled, and still more attractive than Aaron felt anyone had any right to be. Heâd made Robert pay for his new drink and Robert had spent the rest of the evening trying to get Aaron to dance with him. He never did manage it but theyâd still ended their night at Robertâs.
That had been eight months ago. They still hadnât defined what they were, neither of their families knew anything about whatever this was, and Aaron had just realized he had somehow stolen and worn home every jumper Robert owned which meant there was a semi decent chance that the bit about no one knowing about them wasnât entirely true.
Because four months ago Aaron had convinced Robert to start visiting his sister again and he knew for a fact sheâd bought at least two of the jumpers he owned because sheâd shown them to Aaron to get his opinion.
Robert was going to kill him.
âDid you die in here?â Robert materialized in the doorway looking amused as Aaron jumped in surprise, managing to bang an elbow into the wall next to him. âI said your name like three times.â
âSorry, I was justâŠâ He motioned valugly at the toothbrush between his lips before rubbing at his elbow, the corners of his mouth pulled down in a frown.
Robertâs gaze took him in, lazily looking him over from.head to toe before his gaze doubled back to the jumper. Â âHey, thatâs the one Iâve been looking for.â
âYeah I just realized I had it on.â Dropping his toothbrush back into the holder he turned to look back up at Robert, the older man smiling softly at him. âI can change if you still want to wear it?
âLooks better on you.â Which was a lie but Robert was already crowding him up against the counter, using his arms to bracket Aaron in place, so he didnât bother to argue it. âDoes this mean you have the rest of my missing jumpers too? Just slowly stealing my clothes piece by piece?â
âIâŠmaybe.â At Robertâs growing smile he rushed on, tone annoyed. âNot on purpose.â
âOf course not.â He could tell Robert wasnât really paying attention though, the other man already reaching a hand under the stolen jumper and his fingers grazing Aaronâs skin.
Aaron leaned his weight back onto the counter and tilted his head to the side watching Robert carefully, because he didnât think the other man was getting the problem here. They were supposed to be casual, something just between them that didnât have pressure or expectations. That didnât involve either of their over the top families butting in constantly. And sure maybe Aaron had been staying over at Robertâs more often than he stayed at his own place these days and maybe he had his own toothbrush and drawer space but that barely even mattered. It was practical. This was something else because for weeks now Aaron had practically been wearing neon signs around the village about how they were shagging.
âRobert, you know this means your sister probably knows about us right?â He knew that he sounded nervous to his own ears, not that Robert seemed to care about the topic much if the hand currently working at unbuttoning Aaronâs jeans was anything to go by. âRobert this is serious.â
âNo itâs not, youâre just being weird.â
Frowning Aaron grabbed at Robertâs hands and dragged them back up to his chest which finally seemed to get Robertâs attention. âWhyâd you do that.â
âIâm trying to tell you that youâre going to have to deal with your family, sorry I donât want a handjob while I do it I guess?â
Robert rolled his eyes but didnât step back at all to give Aaron anymore space and then he as casually as if he was talking about the weather knocked Aaronâs world off course. âVictoria has known for weeks, Aaron.â
âI know thatâs what Iâm trying to tel-â
âBecause I told her.â
âYouâŠwhat?â It was like Aaron didnât know how to process words for a minute. âI donât - you wanted us to be a secret?â
Robert was smiling at him again, clearly amused by Aaronâs sudden confusion, and he shrugged a shoulder like none of it mattered before he leaned down to brush a kiss against Aaronâs lips. âI never meant we had to stay like that indefinitely, you just assumed. Â Itâs been nearly a year Aaron what do you think we were going to do come holidays? Just pretend to be nearly strangers?â
âYou never said anything, tho- christ.â
Robert had cut him off mid sentence by grabbing him by the waist and hauling him up onto the counter making them nearly eye to eye finally. His hand slipping across Aaronâs mouth to keep him silent. âThat was mostly for your benefit.â
âMy benef-â
âAaron, stop talking. Iâm trying to get your pants off. Weâll deal with the families and everything after, now can I please just get your damn pants off already.â
It didnât take Aaron like to consider his options. People knowing was a good thing. People knowing meant it was real. It meant that maybe bringing over a toothbrush and clothing wasnât just because it was practical. That maybe it was because they both wanted the same thing from whatever this was. It meant that Aaron had a boyfriend.
It meant that Robert was his.
But they could deal with all the heavy parts of things tomorrow, for now he was going to enjoy what was right in front of him. âOnly if you start using that smart mouth of yours for something productive.â
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For @thisdamndesire Hope you like this! Have a happy Robron Anniversary Celebration!
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Happy robron anniversary @amadya. This is a small gift from fellow robroner to you.
The mood board is based on one of the best robron fanfiction written.
Notes from across the hall.
P.S:I am not very good at editing and stuff. This may not be as per fandom standards but I tried my best and the feelings behind it were genuine. Hope you like it.Â
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Happy Anniversary Celebration @howellobrien!!!
Youâre always spreading so much love and joy to everyone in the fandom, I just wanted to give you something that would not only capture all the things you love about them, but also something that was worthy of you.Â
I hope you enjoy this, and have the most lovely day possible as we all celebrate Aaron and Robertâs undying love.Â
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For @vcktoxica, Hope you like it.Â
October 5th
5 times they didnât get to celebrate their anniversary + 1 time they did
October 5th 2019
Itâs their anniversary and it should be as happy as the day a year ago, but itâs not. Â No matter how much they both try.
They got dressed up, Robert booked them a table in a fancy restaurant, and even a room in the same hotel they stayed at for their honeymoon last year.
Sure it was a nice evening, the food was great, and the hotel room even better than Aaron remembered it being. Theyâd put the massive bed and huge bath to good use and enjoyed themselves thoroughly until happily falling asleep in each otherâs arms.
Only it was at night, with nothing else to occupy their minds, that the thoughts of prison and being separated for god knows how long would come creeping in. And, like many nights before, Aaron woke up in the middle of the night after a nightmare (usually involving Robert dying some kind of horrific and violent death at the hands of Jason in prison) to find Robertâs side of the bed empty and cold, and the man himself staring out the window, deep in thought.
âHey.â Aaron said softly as he walked up to Robert and put a hand on his shoulder. âCouldnât sleep?â
âHmm.â Robert hummed and covered Aaronâs hand with his own, giving it a squeeze. âCanât seem to switch my brain off tonight.â
âYeah. I know the problem.â Aaron sighed. Heâd given up on trying to reassure Robert everything would be ok and theyâd all be alright in the end, because at this point, neither of them really believed it.
âI was thinking about giving Rebecca a call in the morning. I still havenât told her.â Robert said after a few minutes.
âDid you want to tell her over the phone?â
âNo. I thought we could drive up there and Iâd ask her for a word while you keep Seb entertained⊠or maybe we should go for coffee and tell her somewhere public so she wonât yell at meâŠâ
âDo you really think being in public would stop her from doing that if she wanted to?â
âI suppose notâŠâ Robert ran a hand through his hair. âIâve made such a mess of things. How am I supposed to tell her that her sonâs father is going to prison for life?â
âYouâre not going to get life.â Aaron said, adamant. âYour solicitor said youâd get a reduced sentence if you pleaded guilty, didnât he?â
Robert shrugged.
âHe said it would probably be at least five years. It could be longer. Knowing my luck, it probably will be.â
âDonât think like that.â
âHow can I not?â Robert said, probably a little too loud for the time of night. âI keep hoping it will only be five years and Iâll be home in three⊠but then it hits me I could still go to prison for a long time. That I wonât get to see Seb grow up. That I wonât even be around for his second birthday. That Iâll probably never meet your little brother or sister, or my nephewïżœïżœïżœ Iâve ruined everything. As usual.â
Aaron could tell he was fighting back the tears.
âYou havenât ruined anything. You did what you did to protect your sister. I wouldâve done the same for Liv. Hell I probably wouldâve done the same for Vic if Iâd been there.â
âBut you werenât there. And you didnât do it. I did. I did it⊠and now Iâm going away for possibly the rest of my life. I have everything Iâve ever wanted and Iâve thrown it all away.â
âYou havenât. You have me. Youâll always have me.â
âWill I? What if I get 10 years? Or 20?â
âThen Iâll wait. For as long as I have to.â
âI canât ask you to put your life on hold for me.â
âYouâre not.â
âBut you still will.â
âYeah.â Aaron said and wrapped his arms around Robertâs waist, resting his chin on his shoulder. âCome back to bed. Youâre freezing.â
Robert sighed and let Aaron guide him back to bed.
âSuppose I better enjoy this while I still canâŠâ he said, snuggling up to Aaron.
âWhat if you didnât have to?â
âWhat?â
âWhat if you didnât have to lose this? Us?â
âWhat are you talking about? Are you still thinking about getting locked up with me?â
âNo.â Aaron said, sitting up in bed. âWhat if⊠What if we run?â
âWe what? Run? Run where?â
âI donât know. France? Spain? China for all I care.â
âBut⊠how? Theyâll look for us. For me. And thereâs Liv⊠and SebâŠâ
âLiv will be fine. Sheâll be 18 in a few months, she has the entire family looking out for her, and Sandra in Dublin. Weâll put the house in her name and the scrapyard⊠or I could sell to Kim and -â
âNo. No I canât let you do that.â Robert interrupted. âIf we run, we can never come back. Youâll never see your mum or Liv again. Weâll never see Seb againâŠâ
âI know. Itâll be hard⊠but itâll be worth it. At least weâll be together.â
âAaron⊠I canât -â
âDo you think I want to spend years without you? No. We run, we can stay together. Weâll settle somewhere, weâll make it work.â
âI⊠Youâre mad⊠But⊠Ok⊠Ok letâs do it. We say our goodbyes and we go.â
October 5th 2020
âYou canât bring that in with you. Either eat it now or throw it away.â
âItâs a cupcake.â
âThatâs what you say. For all I know it has drugs in it. Or a weapon.â
âA weapon?! What kind of weapon would I be able to hide in a cupcake?â
âYouâd be surprised. People get creative with these things.â
âItâs just a chocolate cupcake! The only thing in it is chocolate chips! Donât you screen these things? Like at the airport?â
âEat it or bin it. Those are your options. Choose now.â
âAaron just do what he says.â Liv pleaded. âYou take half and give me half.â
âYeah mate, listen to your girlfriend.â
Aaron glared at the guard.
âGirlfriend? Sheâs my sister.â
The man shrugged.
âIâd still listen to her if I was you.â
Liv rolled her eyes, yanked the little box out of Aaronâs hands and shoved it at the guard.
âThere. Decision made. Can you let us through now?â
âFine. Sign in here, and you can leave your personal belongings - â
âYeah, we know. Weâve been here before.â Liv interrupted.
âAlright. Well⊠Off you go then.â  The guard said and Liv dragged a still annoyed Aaron with her through the now opened gate to the visitation area.
Robert was sitting at a table, chewing on his lip and anxiously glancing between the clock on the wall and the gate. A smile spread on his face when he noticed first Liv and then Aaron.
âHi Rob.â Liv said, trying to sound as normal as possible when she reached his table and stepped aside to let Aaron hug him.
âNo contact Sugden, you know the rules. Do I really have to remind you every week?â Another guard said as he walked over to them. He sounded tired and not interested in actually pulling the two men apart, like some of the others had done on previous visits.
Robert quickly stole a kiss before letting Aaron go and both of them sitting down on opposite sides of the table.
âSugden, please stick to the rules for a change, yeah? Itâs my last shift until I have two whole weeks off and Iâd like to get through it with minimal drama.â
âAlright, noted.â Robert said and turned to Aaron and Liv. âSo how is everything at home?â
âItâs fine.â Aaron shrugged. âHow are you holding up? You look tired.â
âIâm fine. Somehow they found out what I did⊠and well⊠theyâre not very keen on rapists around here either. One guy called me a hero⊠but they leave me alone mostly.â
Aaron nodded.
âGood. Thatâs good. Just keep your head down and youâll be home before you know it.â
âWe told Seb we were going to see daddy, he wanted to come with.â Liv told Robert.
âNo. Donât bring him here. I donât want him to see me like this.â
âI know, I know. He drew you this though.â She pulled a piece of paper from her pocket and put it on the table.
To daddy Robert, love Seb was written on it above what Robert assumed were stick figure portraits of their family.
âHe wrote his own name on it. Aprilâs been teaching him.â Aaron told him.
âApril?â Robert asked, amused.
âYeah she comes over with Marlon and plays with Seb while Aaron attempts to not burn down the kitchen.â Liv teased. âMarlonâs giving him cooking lessons.â
âLiv!â
âHeâs getting better. He even made cupcakes the other day. They were actually fit for human consumption.â
âReally? You bake? Who are you and what have you done with the real Aaron Dingle?â
Aaron laughed and felt his cheeks heat up.
âI brought you one. A cupcake. But they wouldnât let me bring it in. They were afraid I hid drugs in it or something.â
Robert smiled.
âWell I guess Iâll have something to look forward to for when I get home then.â
October 5th 2021
âIf youâre not on the list, I canât let you through.â
âYes, youâve said that. But I told you, there must be a mistake. Today is our⊠itâs a special day alright? Can you just check again? Maybe someone misspelled my name or something⊠or maybe they put it on the wrong list.â
âAlright. Fine. Spell it for me?â
âA-A-R-O-N D-I-N-G-L-E or Sugden â Dingle maybe.â
âNope. Nobody on here by that name. I have a Victoria Sugden and a Sam Dingle but no Aaron.â
âSam?! Sam is on the list? That doesnât make any sense.â
âLook, son, if an inmate doesnât want to see you, I canât make them. Your best bet is to go home and write to them or wait for them to contact you.â
âBut I saw him last week and everything was fine. Why wouldnât he want to see me now?â
âI donât know, but I do know youâre not getting through if your name isnât on the list.â
Aaron swore under his breath.
âFine. Can you at least get a message to him? A note?â
âAll correspondence has to go through the official channels.â
âIf I just write a note here and now and give it to you, you can see whatâs in it and that there are no hidden messages and you can just give it to him, canât you?â Aaron pleaded. âPlease?â
The guard sighed.
âAlright. Write it and Iâll see what I can do.â
â
âSugden, next time you update your visitors list, let the home front know, yeah? Iâm not doing this every week.â A guard said as he walked into Robertâs cell and dropped a note on the desk.
âWhatâs this?â
âRead it. And then do something about it because if heâs back next week kicking up a fuss again, Iâm putting in a transfer request for you to the Isle of Man so you and him will be someone elseâs problem.â
Robert frowned but climbed down from his bunk and folded open the note, recognising the handwriting immediately.
Dear Robert, I know what youâre doing and itâs not going to work. Iâm not giving up on you and Iâm not moving on. You and me together, messed up forever remember? I love you and I miss you. Please put me back on your list. Iâll be back next week. Love, Aaron. P.S. Happy anniversary October 5th 6th 2022
âOne day. Just⊠Seriously? They couldnât make an exception? Itâs one day.â
âI get that youâre disappointed but heâs incredibly lucky to be getting out this early in the first place.â
âI know.â Aaron sighed and stopped pacing the car park for a second. âBut it wouldâve been nice to have him back for our wedding anniversary. Yesterday.â
âI really did everything I could. I called in every favour⊠but itâs a matter of days. Like I explained, today marks the absolute minimum of days heâd have had to serve with his original sentence.â
âWe understand.â Liv said quickly. âAnd we all appreciate everything youâve done for Robert and for us.â
Aaron nodded.
âYeah, absolutely. Sorry if it doesnât seem like it.â
Robertâs solicitor was nothing short of a miracle worker and they all knew it, but as the day of Robertâs release and their wedding anniversary had come closer, Aaron had hoped theyâd be able to finally celebrate it together. Properly.
But then they heard he wouldnât be released until the 6th.
âItâs alright. I understand.â He gave them a friendly smile. âIâve heard worse over the years Iâve been doing this job.â
âDaddy.â Seb whined from the car and Aaron rushed over to him. âIâm hungry. I want to go home.â
âI know mate. Weâll go home soon. Daddy Robert is coming home today remember? I told you. Weâre going to meet him here and then heâs coming home with us.â Aaron said, unbuckling Seb from his car seat and lifting him from the car.
âAnd then heâs never leaving again. Ever.â Liv added.
âHeâs going to read you lots of stories before bed and maybe heâll come to the pool with us on Sunday. That would be nice wouldnât it?â
Seb nodded.
âBut Iâm hungry daddy.â
âWhy didnât you eat your toast before we left then?â
âYou didnât eat your toast either.â The boy pointed out.
âI know. I wasnât hungry. But that doesnât mean you canât eat.â Aaron said, cursing himself for not forcing a slice of toast down that morning, knowing Seb was at an age where he liked to copy everything his dad did⊠or didnât do.
âI think I have a mars bar in hereâŠâ Liv said, digging through her bag.
âHe canât have a mars bar for breakfast Liv.â
âDo you have a better idea then?â
âYes. No. I donât know. Weâll stop somewhere on the way home. Get some sandwiches. Some fruit. He needs vitamins instead of chocolate for breakfast.â Aaron argued. He was too wound up to think clearly.
âI donât know, Iâve always been partial to having chocolate for breakfast. Especially on Easter.â
Aaron turned around and came face to face with a smiling Robert.
âRob.â He said and threw his arms around the other man, grabbing two fistfuls of the back of his jacket and squeezing him tightly.
âIâve missed you so much.â Robert mumbled and buried his face in the crook of Aaronâs neck, breathing him in.
âIâve missed you too.â Aaron replied, unable to stop the tears from streaming down his face. âSo, so much.â
They stood like that for several minutes before pulling back slightly to share their first proper kiss in much too long.
âDaddy, are you sad?â Seb asked when he saw his dad wipe the tears from his face.
âNo mate, Iâm really happy. Your dad is back with us, where he belongs.â
Robert smiled and walked over to where Seb was standing with Liv. He hugged her and kissed the top of her head before squatting down in front of Seb.
âHi. Do you know who I am?â He asked the boy who nodded.
âYouâre daddy Robert.â
âYeah thatâs right. Iâm sorry I havenât been around the past few years, but from now on Iâm going to be the best dad ever for you, ok? I promise.â
Seb nodded again and let Robert pick him up. He looked a bit unsure, he knew who Robert was, heâd seen him in pictures and heard about him in stories but still didnât really know him.
âRobert⊠sorry to interruptâŠâ Robertâs solicitor started âI have an appointment in there in 10 minutes and I have to go through securityâŠâ
âRight. Of course. Thank you for everything.â Robert said, moving Seb to his left side so he could shake the manâs hand.
âIâm glad everything worked out in the end.â He handed Robert a card. âMy new office. Meet me there Friday at 10 and weâll go over the conditions of your release and Iâll introduce you to your probation officer.â
âAlright. Iâll see you Friday. And thanks again. You really are a miracle worker.â
The man gave him a smile and a nod, before waving to Aaron and Liv and turning around to walk into the prison to meet his next client.
âAre you ready to go home mister Sugden-Dingle?â Aaron asked, picking Robertâs bag up from the ground.
âYeah. More than ready.â
October 4th & 5th 2023
âHere. Bad hospital coffee.â Robert said, handing Aaron a Styrofoam cup before sitting down next to him. âAny news?â
âNo.â Aaron shook his head. âTheyâre still working on her I guess. On both of them.â He sighed. âHow was everything at home?â
Robert shrugged.
âFine. Seb and Isaac are helping Moira on the farm. She let them feed the sheep. Cain said heâs having a blast.â
âGood.â Aaron said and leaned his head on Robertâs shoulder. Exhaustion starting to kick in.
âCome on, drink your coffee, weâll go find a nurse to update us when youâre done.â
Aaron sat up a little and sipped his coffee, grimacing at the taste.
âEvery time I see someone walking down the corridor I think itâs someone coming to tell us our baby died.â He admitted a few minutes later.
âDonât think like that. The doctor said she was confident they would be able to stop the bleed and everything would be fine.â
âThen why is it taking so long? Itâs been hours.â
âI donât know. But Iâm planning on finding out.â Robert said determined and stood up, ready to grab the first medical professional he saw and get some information out of them.
It turned out he didnât have to look very far because at that same moment one of the doctors from earlier came through the double doors.
âMister and Mister Sugden-Dingle?â
âYes. How are they? Is everything ok?â
âWhy donât we go to a family room where we can talk in peace.â The doctor suggested.
âIs she dead?â Aaron asked. âI donât need you to put me in some little room to tell me our baby died.â
âNo, no, nobody died. I promise.â The doctor said quickly. âI just wanted to sit down with you to talk through everything that happened.â
âCanât you just tell us here?â Robert pushed. âWeâve been waiting here for hours.â
âAlright. Well, the good news is mum and baby are both stable.â
âWhy do I sense a but?â
âBut⊠weâve had to deliver the baby. And at 25 weeks thatâs⊠less than ideal.â
âBut sheâs stable? You said sheâs stable.â Aaron asked.
The doctor nodded.
âYes, the machines are keeping her stable for now.â
âWait. Machines? What machines?â
âSheâs being transferred to the NICU, the Neonatal, Intensive Care Unit, where sheâll have to stay for a while. Usually until the original due date. It depends how quickly she develops.â
âRight, Right.â Robert started, trying to get his thoughts together.
âTheyâre getting her settled in on the NICU, Iâll get someone to come get you when theyâre done so you can meet your daughter.â The doctor said and turned to leave, but Aaron stopped her.
âWait.. doctor⊠can I ask you something⊠Do babies this small⊠do they usually make it?â he asked carefully, not sure he wanted to hear the answer. âBe honest.â
âThere is about a 50/50 chance right now. But weâre doing everything in our power to improve those odds. Sheâs in good hands, I promise.â
The doctor left and the two of them sat back down again.
âThereâs a fifty percent chance she wonât make it.â Aaron said, staring into space.
âYeah and a fifty percent chance she will.â Robert reminded him. âLetâs focus on that.â
It was another half hour before someone came to collect them and take them to see their daughter. The nurse made them both put on a gown and disinfect their hands thoroughly before entering the ward.
âIt looks scarier than it is, trust me. Itâs just standard procedure.â He said. âAnd try not to look at all the tubes and wires too much. Theyâre all there to help her, and us.â
The two men nodded and followed the nurse who lead them to an incubator with a tiny baby inside.
âHere she is, the lady of the hour. The iv is to give her fluids and meds, the tube in her nose is to help her breathe, and this keeps track of her heart rate.â He explained.
âSheâs so tinyâŠâ Robert said looking at the little girl. Their little girl, so precious but so fragile. He blindly reached out for Aaron who took his hand right away.
âI canât believe sheâs here.â
âCan we⊠can we hold her?â
âIâm afraid not. Sheâs not quite strong enough for that yet⊠but you can touch her. You can open the incubator here and put your hand through it.â The nurse said and showed them how to navigate the equipment.
âAre you sure sheâs alright like this?â Aaron asked, carefully stroking the girlâs head.
âAbsolutely. Pull up a chair and sit with her as long as you like. Iâll leave you three to get to know each other now, Iâll be back later to check how youâre getting on.â
They sat with the girl for a while, switching between staring at her and each other. Robert holding her foot and Aaron letting her hold onto his little finger.
âHey⊠itâs after midnight.â Robert said some time later after glancing at his watch. âHappy anniversary.â
October 5th 2028
âGood morning husband.â Robert said as he leaned over Aaron to wake him up with a kiss. âHappy 10 year anniversary.â
âHappy 10 year anniversary.â Aaron replied. âWhat time is it?â
âAbout 7. I turned the alarm off to wake you up before the kids got up and the madness started again.â
Aaron gave him a sleepy smile.
âYeah weâre definitely not having a party at home next year for Keiraâs birthday.â
âYou said the same thing for Sebâs birthday last year.â Robert grinned. âAnd heâs having a party at home too.â
âYeah, well⊠heâs older isnât he? A bunch of 11 year olds is easier to deal with than 5 year olds.â
Robert laughed.
âI thought I was supposed to be the old man in this marriage?â He teased.
âShut up. You were complaining about your back hurting when you carried Keira up to bed last night.â Aaron reminded him.
âYeah⊠sheâs not the tiny baby anymore she was when she was born.â Robert said and snuggled up to Aaron, both men getting lost in thoughts of their daughter defying the odds and growing into a happy, and most of all healthy, little girl.
âLetâs sack off work for the day.â Aaron suggested after a few minutes. âStay in bed all day.â
âTempting.â Robert groaned. âBut I have a meeting and the kids have school. And didnât you have a big delivery coming in?â
âThe boys can deal with that. Charityâs been nagging me to give Noah more responsibility, this is me doing that.â
âI really have to go to this meeting though. Itâs a big client and we could use the money.â
Aaron sighed.
âI know. And itâs Keiraâs last day at nursery, sheâll be gutted if she misses that.â
âYeah.â Robert agreed. âWe should probably get up and get them ready⊠But tonight, when the kids are in bed⊠youâre mine.â
âOh really now mister Sugden-Dingle, what did you have in mind?â
âOh I donât know. You, me, some pasta and a bottle of wine⊠a little Netflix and chill.â Robert said and they both laughed.
âYouâre terrible.â
âYou love it.â
âSuppose I do yeah.â Aaron grinned and pulled Robert in for a kiss. Morning breath be damned.
Just as they were about to get out of bed, first Aaronâs and then Robertâs phone beeped with a message.
âItâs Jimmy.â Robert said, frowning at the screen. âHeâs already on his way to Manchester for that meeting⊠the meeting I was supposed to go toâŠâ
âReally? Cainâs just texted me that heâs got a job on in Hotten and that heâs taking Isaac to school and Seb can ride with them. Looks like weâll get that lie in after all.â Aaron said and turned his attention back to his phone when it beeped again. âAnd Noah and Ellis are at the yard waiting for the delivery.â
Robert frowned.
âSomethingâs going on here. Our family and friends are never this helpful.â
âYeah itâs weird⊠Do you smell coffee?â
âIs that your way of making me get up to make you some?â
âNo. I smell coffee. Like someone is making some.â Aaron said, throwing the covers off of himself and getting out of bed. âLiv isnât home⊠and Seb knows better than to try make coffee without us around.â
They rushed downstairs, only to be met with not only fresh coffee but also a full breakfast table with toast, croissants, fruit, and even a bottle of champagne in a cooler.
âHappy birthday daddies!â Keira yelled when she saw her parents coming down the stairs and Robert made a mental note to talk to her about using inside voices â again.
âItâs not their birthday, silly, itâs their anniversary. From when they got married.â Liv explained laughingly.
âWhatâs all this?â Aaron asked, looking around the kitchen.
âItâs a surprise. For you.â Seb told him. âDo you like it?â
âYeah, yes, yes, itâs great. Come here.â He pulled the boy close and kissed the top of his head. âWhen did you do this?â
âThis morning. We had help though.â
âWas this your idea?â Robert asked Liv.
âParts of it.â She shrugged like it was no big deal. âYou two just deserved something nice on your anniversary.â
Keira walked up to Robert and grabbed his hand to lead him to the table.
âYou need to eat daddy.â She decided. âYou too daddy.â She said to Aaron who sat down next to Robert.
Theyâd tried to get her to call one of them papa for the longest time but she refused. They were both daddy and that was that.
âWhat about you two eh? Shouldnât you have some breakfast too?â
âAlready taken care of.â Liv told them. âWe had breakfast with April and Marlon. Itâs all kind of a family effort.â
âWait⊠Cain giving you a lift to school is part of the plan too?â Aaron asked Seb who just grinned and nodded.
âAnd Jimmy going to your meeting, and Noah and Ellis dealing with the delivery at the scrapyard.â Liv added. âAnd Chas and I are taking this little lady to school. So youâre free to be as disgustingly loved up as you want today, without bothering the rest of us.â She joked.
The next half hour was the usual madness that was breakfast in the mill. With Keira too busy chatting about her plans for the day to even entertain the thought of taking a bite of the piece of toast Aaron had given her, and Seb joking and teasing his dads with his aunt Liv.
The sound of a car horn coming from outside was Sebâs sign to go, and Liv took the opportunity to scoop Keira up to go meet Chas for their school run.
âAlone at last.â Robert said when the front door closed and the house was quiet again.
âAnd a full day ahead of us without responsibilities.â Aaron said and grabbed the bottle of champagne from the cooler and poured them both a glass. âHereâs to the next ten years.â
âIâll drink to that.â Robert said and a devilish grin appeared on his face. âHow about we take this bottle and celebrate properly⊠upstairs.â
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Shamelessly stealing the title from the show. 4.8k of silliness. Spoiler: Robron love each other.
For the stunning, amazing, friendly yet sleepy Mally Mal, @robertisbisexual. I hope you enjoy the pilot episode of Robron IN SPACE!
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Aaronâs biggest reward was resting on this moronâs inability to hide away even though he has several planets and moons that would be a better choice than the most populated one. Aaron is thankful though because he can cash in on the warrant because Eureka Maru was getting old and rusty and she was barely functioning. He thought to himself, eyes up, hand to gun, and in the dirty bar overrun with aliens of the lowest walks of the moons. Aaron looked around, he was feeling a bit nervous. No sign of any person of interest. There was loud screaming coming from the people gathered around a cage where some sort of boxing match was happening.
He decided to stay at the back of the crowd watching, waiting for something to happen and for his mark to come in. All of a sudden, the crowd parts and he can see on the other side of the boxing cage and he sees a familiar face. A face staring him right in the eye, like he was sitting there just waiting for the perfect moment to make his presence known in the most dramatic fashion he could conceive. Aaron hated him, his Killjoy nemesis, the one who was always one step ahead of him, one minute earlier than him, Robert. Tall, blonde, as far as Aaron was concerned Robert had sex with half of the planetary system and he was planning to get through the other half. Aaronâs thinking was that the warrant is everything. Nothing else mattered to him and Robert was only an unfortunate obstacle that he would have to get over. At least he knew that his rival was there and he had to get to the target before anyone else.
Robert smiled from across the cage as two men were punching each other, as Aaron stared him right in the eye, then he moved to the right and Aaron followed the same direction of movement when all of a sudden commotion happened and he saw someone running away just as Robert himself started running.
âTenlio! Stop running!â Aaron yelled as he tried to push drunken people out of his way but he lost visual contact with his target. He tried looking for Robertâs big blonde head but he couldnât see him either. He decided to still make a run for it in the same direction and as he was pushing through the crowd, he noticed that Robert was grabbed by a group of very strong built nefarious characters. He stopped for a second, and then he thought that nefarious attracts nefarious and followed the same direction.
It led him out of the bar, somewhere in a street with random people. He went in the middle of the street and saw Tenlio running away, so he followed suit yelling after him and pulling out his gun in nonkill mode. As he was running he saw Robert being punched into a small vehicle. Aaron stopped in his tracks and looked. Robert was hunched down, beaten, not looking around him. He was looking dark and scared which for one second made Aaron dark and scared. But he switched focus back on his target because the warrant is everything.
As he was running after Tenlio he felt his feet slow down, his entire body becoming heavier with each step he took, his breath was unwilling to cooperate and his eyes were curious about what was happening in a corner, rather than following Tenlio.
âGoddamn it. GODDAMN IT!â Aaron shouted to himself as he turned around and made a sprint towards where Robert was being shoved into the vehicle.
âIâm regretting this move alreadyâ, Aaron said to himself again as he was running in the opposite direction of his warrant. One of the most prolific killjoys in the galaxy and he was leaving his target to runaway. He knew in that second that he will be mocked for it, but truly the reason why he was so competent at what he was doing was because he had Robert as competition.
Robertâs brother had mysteriously disappeared after having been accused of crimes that werenât ever truly specified. Robertâs father has poured all his energy and money into trying to find his other kid, leaving Robert to live a life of thieves. He mostly raised himself from his teenage years, wandering through bars, picking fights, ending them on the ground. But mostly he listened. He listened to people and then talked to them back with a charm that cannot be matched and he would obtain absolutely any kind of information he wanted. The day he was approved to become a killjoy, Robert solved 3 warrants. He was smart, on his feet and willing to do whatever it took. It kept Aaron on his toes all the time because he was competition. They would often pick the same target, because they wanted to measure against each other.
Many times they have shook hands and decided to work together on catching a target. Many times they have talked over some drinks, or in the same tight spot while doing surveillance, many times Aaron never felt that snakey charm taking over him. Robert never acted like that with Aaron even though he would have multiple reasons to sneak out information from his rival Killjoy. Surely, there have been one conflict or two. A push and shove against a wall. Hot breath against hot breath, brushed fingers against skin by accident.
This is why Aaron couldnât leave Robert in the hands of those people, whoever they were. Maybe they were enemies, maybe they were the family of someone heâs turned in for a warrant. However, that decision that Aaron has made was that he was about to save his nemesis, just because having a bit of competition made him better at finding people.
Many hours later, he found the place where Robert was kept. The security was laughable at best, all he had to do was immobilize a guard and steal their coat, nothing more, nothing less. He followed the voices that were coming through a dimly lit hallway.
âSo, tell us where he is and you can go free, promiseâ.
âLook, you tell me where that moron is and Iâll finish the job myselfâ, Robert jabbed back and Aaron decided to follow his voice. He tried to tune in to his breathing from that line, he had hoped he could pick up inflexions in his voice. However all he did manage to pick up was a groan of pain as the sound of knuckles hitting a jaw bone have reverberated through every fibre of Aaronâs muscles. He tensed up again, but he didnât lose his cool. He had a plan, and he would stick to that plan, besides Robert can take a punch.
âYou, Killjoy, tell me that you cannot find your own brother? How do you still have a job?â
âWell, even my skills arenât good enough to track down someone with his training. What am I going to do? Look through every snake hole in the universe? Besides, he can die for all I care, heâs not my brotherâ. Aaron believed him, he knew Robert harboured this deep dislike for Andy, who could not ever be wrong. Even as he was suspected of murder, Andy was still loved by their father. Robert was left alone to mend for himself because the family needed Andy to come back. Robert told this to Aaron some months ago over too many beers. Aaronâs heart broke and thatâs when he grabbed Robert and hugged him. And he did it back. Aaron knew when Robert was being honest and this was one of those moments. The bad guys, whoever they were, had a different opinion on the truthfulness of their prisoner.
âI have reasons to believe youâre a liar, Sugden. Youâve stole, cheated, lied and slept your way through half of the galaxy. How can I believe the words of a renegade Killjoy?â
âYou donât believe anything then.â Aaron marched in there confident. âIâll take it from here. Would you rather leave or stand back and watch as I make this one talk?â
Aaron didnât plan further than impersonating a guard. He looked around panicked because he had no idea where to move from this point on, and he could clearly see some relief in Robertâs eyes and at the same time he could see a little bit of anger. Aaron then spotted next to Robert a case of torturing instruments. He moved towards that direction while rolling his sleeves up.
âWell, I reckon words will flow out of your mouth easier if it werenât for all those teeth acting as a barrier..â Aaron said to Robert while gesturing desperately from his eyebrows. Robertâs expression has turned to full annoyance
âSure, because thatâs how speaking worksâ.
Aaron didnât understand what was happening to Robert and he took a second more before pulling out his gun, not set on kill mind, and emptying the room.
âWhat have you done, you idiot!â Robert yelled from his tiny little chair. He was beaten, bruised, bloodied and even though, it was quite clear that the anger he was spitting out was directed at him, Aaron was fantasizing about dressing his wounds.
âI was working, this moron was giving me everything.â
âHe was giving you everything he had in his knuckles, yes. I have noticed and yes, youâre welcome Robert. Now sit still so that I can untie you.â
âI donât want to be untied, I want that dude awake because I know he knows my brotherâs last whereabouts.â
âYou know what? Fine.â Aaron dropped the knife he was cutting the rope around Robertâs hands and turned his back and walked away.
âWait!!! Donât leave me here!â
Aaron kept walking.
âFine!! Ok, iâm sorry, I should have had a go at you. Please untie me?â
Aaron stopped, turned around and picked up the knife from the floor. Although he wasnât looking at Robert he knew that the jerk was smirking. He could feel that smug smirk, Aaron swore that the temperature in any room would go up two degrees whenever Robert does that.
âThatâs a phrase Iâve never said before. Itâs usually the reverseâ Robert said to Aaron as he leaned towards him. Aaron felt it, and moved back up. âCome on, we donât have a lot of time. Whereâs your ship?â
âMy what?â
âYour ship? The thing you travelled here on?â
âOhâ, Robert rubbed the back of his head while looking at Aaon and smiling cheekily. âI donât have a ship anymore. I came to this godforsaken moon with someone. Uhm.. he was kind enough to drop me off on here while he.. Uhm⊠carried out his journey to another moon. Actually, I was kind of hoping to find you here working this warrant. Itâs the only reason I took it. I knew I was being followed, and I knew that you would be here in case I needed help. So I decided to take the same warrant as you, hitch a ride here, and then keep you close enough so we could⊠do this.â
Aaron couldnât believe what he just heard. He was manipulated in the worst way possible, not only did Robert know exaclty what he was going to do, he also assumed that he would care enough to go on a dumb rescue mission and neglect the warrant. He was frustrated, angry, hateful and impressed at the same time, but he didnât want to let Robert know he felt anything, so he kept his cool front and replied with âOK, loverboy, letâs get that warrant. Regardless of your plans, itâs not a good look on either of us to allow a target escape like that.
Robert showed one of his few genuine smiles, filled with sincere joy. He sprung up from the chair where he was held hostage and he felt his bones hurt and let out an involuntary âow!â. Aaron made a joke about him getting too old for this business and Robert poked his side triggering the lesser known and very well hidden, Aaronâs ticklish side.
As they were chuckling and crossing the hall together more footsteps echoed. Robert put a hand on Aaronâs chest and told him to stay back, putting his much taller, leaner, wider body in front of Aaron as if he was being shielded by this offensively good looking man.
âWait what?â Aaron shook himself awake.
âI said wait here, behind me. Theyâre gone now, we can leave this placeâ Robert replied and Aaron thanked all the moons that he managed to avoid that awkward moment. He entertained for a second the idea that Robert could have a different interest in him rather than just some good old competition. He smiled and he shook his head at himself.
âMove faster, Sugden, we donât have all day to drag your old bones through dodgy hallways.â
Robert smiled at him again, and Aaron swore that the hallway was all of a sudden brighter. And it actually was, because they were outside where this flickering street light was trying to do its best at a corner of an empty street.
âRight, so whereâs Eureka Maru?! Letâs go!â Robert started pacing across the street and Aaron stood there until Robert realized he wasnât followed.
âErm.. itâs.. Resting. Sheâs broken and I canât fix her because she needs this part, that is kind of hard to get so.. I.. I donât have one, no.â
Robert stood under the flickering light and if one were to choose to see the humour in this situation would be that the flickering light was nothing but a metaphor of Robertâs mind trying to work out the information that they have no means of escape from the compound of these people who they have royally pissed off and who were most likely to come after both of them, to kill them in a few minutes.
âOK, OK, itâs alright, I can fix thisâ Robert started muttering while walking into circles like a scared animal.
âI know a solution. Mineâs 2hr walk from here, whereâs yours?â
âBack, but In the basement.â
They were walking through complete and utter darkness. Aaron couldnât see an inch in front of him.
âAaron, I know I usually follow you because warrants and stuff, but please know that this will be the last time I follow you anywhere.â
âShut up and stop complaining. We need to get out of here. We need a ship, their ship is in here, weâre stealingâ Aaron said in a firm tone of voice as he moved his hand around until he found Robertâs.
âHold on tight. Weâre getting out of hereâ and he held Robertâs hand as tight as he could, with a force that could not be broken by the strongest winds. And Robert squeezed back. Theyâve put their confidence of survival into each other. Aaron, the one who was always supposedly one step behind was leading Robert to freedom. Robert, the control freak, the one who needed to have all the cards dealt before he could make a move, he let himself guided by this yelly and grumpy Killjoy.
In the hangar where the ship was parked light came back to them and they stood and watched it. Hand in hand until Aaron got excited and sprinted to the ship. He looked back at a frozen in place Robert who had this warm expression on his face. Aaron marched to the ship and he heard Robertâs footsteps behind him.
They climbed in the ship, Aaron made it start immediately under Robertâs admiring eyes.
âAre you ready to do this?â Aaron asked even though he knew the answer.
âYeah.â Robert replied softly.
And off they went. Aaron was hoping he would be able to put the ship outside of the atmosphere and outside of the defense sensors. In spite of all the story start to finish, he was having a good day.
âSo, are we going to chase Tenlio, or⊠do you have someplace you might want to check outâ Aaron tried to make a suggestion to Robert.
âTenlio is too stupid to be the one warrant that should claim that theyâve escaped the Sugden - Dingle duo. So after him we go.â Aaron tried to say something, but Robert cut him off âI know what youâre about to say, and no, I donât want to, and yes I am sure. I donât know where he is. So we keep ahead of course.â
âAlright. Our job it is then.â Aaron looked at Robert with a softness in his eyes that he didnât know he had. Robert had this deep stare. Fixed and intense. Determined. âWhatâs happening?â
âNothingâ Robert shook his head and got up from the seat near the left side panel of controls of this ship. âDo you know the name of this ship?â
âNo. Why would I? What does it matter, itâs just a loanâ
âDo you really want to go back to that moon?â
âOf course not, but I know these things are worth a lot in scrap value. Spare parts are a good commodity to negotiate with around these moons.â Aaron replied but he wasnât really in the mood for this conversation.
âYeah, well, you shouldnât negotiate with idiotsâ
âOh that is long done and dusted since Iâve met youâ
âWhen did you meet me? Where did you see me for the first time?â
Robert started leaning his tall body against the wall that would lead to the sleeping rooms downstairs.
Aaron didnât even have to think about that moment. He remembered that day as if it were yesterday, the memory of seeing Robert for the first time would be etched into his eyelids forever. He was just getting his badge from the receptionist at the RAC and he was making googly eyes at everything that was moving. They locked eyes for a nanosecond and Aaronâs felt that deep burn inside of him since then. He needed to know things about Robert since then.
How does he go about his day, how long does he sleep, what does he eat, where does he come from.
When he used his RAC accredited search prowess, Aaron couldnât find any information on Robert. There were loads of stuff about his family, his hero brother, his hero father, his beloved and late mother. But nothing about Robert specifically as a person. Just some silly paperwork, but it was as if he had nothing special about him, as if he had only existed inside his little norms. On paper, Robert was unremarkable. In person, Robert was a volcano.
âI know how I met youâ. I was drinking at the bar on the furthest moon and you walked in, waved your credentials and gun and caught this guy and you got money. I wanted to be like you. Walk in anywhere, free of the stigma, free of the family name. So i went and gave it up when I signed on. I had hoped that we could become partners but then I learnt that the majority of the Killjoys were going about it alone. But I didnât want to do that, so I had to find you.â
Aaron froze on the spot as Robert was being more honest than ever with his words, his voice changed, his entire body language was trying to be silenced by the brain. âWell, you should have said somethingâ.
âIâm saying it now.â And Robert just moved in and he grabbed his face and he kissed Aaron so hard that Aaron almost melted in a puddle at Robertâs feet. But he caught up fast as the shock of the first two seconds had washed off and he started pulling at Robertâs jacket. Robert started pulling at his hoodieâs zipper and immediately jammed his hands underneath Aaronâs tshirt. Aaron felt his hands like something his skin didnât know it needed. Aaron felt Robertâs touch with every second passing the more intense, the more sure, like his hands were made to touch him.
His tshirt flies away and a hand is taken away from his skin, only to be met with his belt buckle as it was dragging it downstairs towards the sleeping chambers.
They stumbled on each other, Robertâs head got stuck in his shirt, Aaron has hit his elbow as he was trying to shove off his trousers. They were clumsy but they were doing it together. Each second when Aaron didnât have Robertâs lips and tongue on his, those were wasted seconds. If only he could have accepted to himself earlier that the reason why he was so infatuated with Robert and his loud and obnoxious stories was because he thought that he was painfully unavailable. Robert on the other hand was just trying to be obviously available. They only needed the better part of a year, light kidnapping and theft of a spaceship in order to give in to the attraction.
That hunger they both felt as they were undressing and the state of contempt and calm Aaron was experiencing in the moments when Robert was in between his legs. No one else has fit that way, no one else has felt that way and no one else has touched him that way. He needed it so bad, he grabbed Robertâs shoulders and dug his fingers into his skin, receiving an approving moan back from Robert.
Neither of them realize how long it has been, or what was happening on the screens because they have been intelligent enough to disable the shipâs AI.
As they sat in bed super satisfied, peaceful and calm, Robert was holding Aaron who was facing the opposite way. Every inch of his skin was covered by every inch of Robertâs skin. They were tangled with legs, arms, fingers and purpose.
âYou know, I heard that Killjoys that are couples have a better success rate in closing warrantsâ.
âDid ya really?â Laughter came out with that reply from Aaronâs mouth. Truth is he was feeling happy. He didnât quite understand why this feeling was so closely tied to Robert. Heâs had a plethora of men suitors, but none of them has ever felt like Robert did then.
He was laying on his side, fingers tangled with Robertâs. He was peaceful and he closed his eyes and fell asleep against an already sleeping Robert.
Nothing to wake him up like a good healthy jog of the ship. Robert however was having none of that and he looked just as calm and perfectly asleep as before.
âRobert, wake up!â Aaron shook him with his entire body, and he jolted a bit.
âYeah Iâm awake, what happened whereâs the rush?â Robert attempted to make an effort as he was clearly only half conscious.
âWeâre being boarded you idiot, quick, wake up, please wake up and grab your gunâ
âWeâre being wh.. OH!â and that was the exact moment when Robertâs brain decided to produce some cooperation. They both simultaneously jump from the bed and look for their guns in the pile of clothes on the floor and Aaron canât find his. âWell, where did you put it?!!â Robert looked at him with giant panicking eyes.
âWell, I donât know Robert, I was so careful and meticulous with how I undressed before my slumber last night.â Aaron mocked him and he saw that Robert enjoyed it.
âDingle, youâre meticulous alright but in other areas of activitiesâ and Aaron felt Robertâs eyes on his body, measuring him up and down. Too bad this flirting was rudely interrupted by the door of the chambers being knocked down, Aaron jumped behind Robertâs back as Robert began to fire his gun and then lunge very naked at the people trying to fight them.
As Robert was trying to keep them at a distance, two other men came storming in and Aaron went on hand-to-hand combat in which he had a slight disadvantage with him being naked and all. Robert paused for a second to admire Aaronâs naked fighting skills.
By some miracle they manage escaping the first wave of attackers. Without thinking twice or even showing a remote to stop to get dressed even a little bit, they advanced in the halls. The shipâs emergency systems werenât activated either which was an inconvenience, but at least they can put this chapter to the lessons learnt section.
âI hope some other dude comes at you trying to best you in combat. I like to see you fightingâ Robert told Aaron and he rolled his eyes in reply. They kept advancing along the halls of the ship, in complete silence. Aaronâs focus isnât fully on their escape from the stolen ship. He likes to occasionally take a glance at Robert, and once he caught Robert doing the same thing.
âOK, this is serious now. We have to focus and decide how weâre gonna get out of this messâ Aaron tells Robert.
âWell, finding something to wear is high on my list. And I think we can take on these guys. How many can they be? 10-15? We just took out 4 of them with barely any problems. Weâll be fine, Aaron, trust meâ Robert said before he gave Aaron a quick kiss on the top of his head and also before a voice came from behind.
âWell, Iâve seen a lot more things than I was planning on seeing today, so letâs cut this short, shall we? You tell me where the other Sugden brother is and then I will kill you quickly, I promise no pain. Never had any complaints so far, so you can trust me.â
It was the same man that was interrogating Robert when Aaron came in and fooled him into taking a step back. They turned around and were facing him.
âI donât know where he is, and I am not interested in finding him. The further away he is from me, the better. And for the record, heâs not my brother, so you can stop using that word.â Robert spat back. Aaron knew that this attitude would get them in trouble, and he tried to motion with his head and eyes that he should probably stop being like that, considering their present circumstances.
âRight, sure. I believe you. And to show you a token of my belief you will have the privilege of coming with me.â he turned around and gestured to his goons to take them away as well. However, when one of them tried to grab Aaronâs arm, he started fighting back, disarmed the guard and immobilised 4 of them in a few seconds. Before Robert could understand what was happening, Aaron had his gun pointed towards the interrogation man.
âYeah, I donât fancy going back to that moon, ta.â and he shot him, neutralising but not killing him. âAlright, so I think these were all. I think they need sending back home, donât you?â
Robert was standing there stunned, in full admiration and disbelief that Aaron would do anything for him.
âYeah, letâs send these suckers back to where they came from.â and they started dragging their currently neutralised bodies back to their ship. While Robert was carrying out the last few, Aaron rigged the autopilot to send them to the furthest moon in the Quad system.
âThere. Gone.â Aaron said as they watched the small ship pulling away and flying off into the dark void. Robert turned around, crooked smile on his face, and kissed him. Hard and decidedly. âYou know, we did all this while naked and basically unarmed. Imagine what we can do when we are armed and clothed.â
âWell, I donât plan on putting on clothes anytime soon.â Aaron got up and took Robertâs hand into his, leading him back to their chambers. He didnât look back, he knew Robert would follow with that dumb look on his face, but unexpectedly he felt Robert stop. âWhatâs wrong?â Aaron turned around to find Robert staring wide eyed and basically frozen at a piece of paper on the shipâs floor. Aaron examined the paper closely, and he saw that it was from an old book. He hasnât seen one of those in a long time, and next to it, there were some words scribbled by hand. Aaron never learned how to read old human handwriting and he asked Robert what was it.
âThatâs 1984. ThatâsâŠâ he took a small breath and paused a little before finishing what he had to say. âThatâs my mother Sarahâs favourite book. She was reading this for the millionth time right before she died. I think this is a message from Andy, to me. This is why they thought that I knew where he was!â
Aaron was stunned and kneeled on the floor next to Robert whose hands were trembling as he was holding onto that piece of paper. Then he looked up at Aaron, eyes shining and shallow and quick breaths. âWill you.. Help me?â he asked as his hand reached for Aaronâs arm.
â âcourse I will. Weâll do this, together. Weâll find Andy.â
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