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    One of the main characters - the only surviving witness to a murder - has just woken from a coma. Not only is she entirely cognizant, but the first thing that the subtitles say she asks for is a lawyer.

    “What are you fucking giggling about?”

    The other person that’s been paying attention is Flambae. He’s right next to Robert on the couch, his arm slung over the top behind his head. One foot is propped up on the other knee, also pointing towards Robert, which has him caged in the corner by the arm rest. It’s probably some fucked-up power move. Robert has been ignoring it just to spite him.

    “It’s just not how comas work,” Robert shrugs.

    “Right, and you know because you’re a fucking doctor,” Flambae quips back.

    “I know because I was in one, asshole.”

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    During a quiet night in, Robert realizes that his coma and injuries aren't common knowledge among Z-Team.

    Most of them take the information in stride with jokes aplenty.

    Flambae does not.

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    10 May 2026

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    ”…..Visi, you may wanna move back a bit.”

    Flambae suddenly comments casually, gaining a confused noise from the woman sitting beside him.

    ”He looks like he’s about five seconds from puking.”

    ”What the hell do you—-”

    Needless to say, that sick feeling was not just his nerves spiraling as Robert collapses to the ground, throwing up whatever he’d managed to eat from his meal, and probably whatever was left from the drinks and the ramen cup from earlier today.

    ”Ew, what the hell Robert?! You clearly aren’t fine!”

    Visi sounds a little panicked now and he could feel couple others check on him too, with Malevola offering him a napkin to wipe his face. Punch Up was crouched beside him - perhaps not necessary with how short he was but anyway - asking if he needed to go to a hospital or something.

    ”Bitch got a concussion, don’t need a doctor to spell out the obvious.”
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    The one where Robert feels too guilty over his fight with Flambae to admit he is Mecha Man, then things get complicated when he catches Feelings/Flambae starts to act as his totally-not-a-bf-caretaker. Robert POV first, then Chad for the final 2 flashing through the fic in his POV.

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    10 May 2026

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    After the events of "Dispatch" Things have taken a strange turn when an unstoppable winter takes hold of LA and most of southern California. The inexplainable weather phenomenon has left Torrence and its surrounding neighborhoods scrambling for some semblance of normalcy. Robert's heat has been out all month, and in his typically stubborn Robert way, he'd determined to tough it alone. Unfortunately, with the reemergence of an old flame -- or rather -- icicle, Robert is faced with the reality of how badly he needs support.

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    Robert's asshole ex-boyfriend shows up at the worst time possible to fuck up his life. Flambae is there to help.

    (Non-Con is not explicit)

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    10 May 2026

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    Robert fills up the glass he's been trying to remove a questionable stain from and empties it in a fluid movement over his shoulder, enjoying the indignant squawk it produces before all noise ceases. Blessed silence.

    "You gotta stop doing this near the sources of water," Robert comments lazily, turning around to lean back against the sink. He smirks at the sight of Flambae. Dripping wet, and eyes wild. Pathetic.

    "Just you wait until I set you on fire in your sleep," Flambae says through gritted teeth, fingers twitching as if he's trying to summon his fire despite the water impairing him.

    "Bringing kinky shit into the bedroom already?" Robert quips. He crosses his arms, not cowed in the slightest by the other's larger frame.

     

    or; Flambae's apartment is destroyed during the attack. He forces his way into staying at Robert's instead.

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    09 May 2026

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    “She didn’t tell me she was sending the hot nurse.” His voice is low, raspy in a way Robert is sure is supposed to be seductive but sounds a little more like he swallowed sandpaper. He grins up crookedly, eyes shamelessly dragging over the column of Robert’s throat. “Not that I’m complaining.”

    Robert blinks. Once. Twice.

    He… he wasn’t expecting that.

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    Flambae is concussed and thinks Robert’s his boyfriend. Shenanigans ensue.

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    09 May 2026