BRUNO X POL | Duro Y Suave

BRUNO x POL | Duro y Suave

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The lovely moodboard is created by @zhenya71 and werebear has been my incredible beta for this. ~2k and just a first chapter. More to come! WARNING! There’s a brief mention of Patrick Kane in this chapter. He’s (of course) a POS, but I know some of you don’t want to read about him at all. He won’t be a big part of the story and I’ll warn for him in every chapter he turns up (this might still be the only chapter he turns up in).

Sidney can’t tell why he doesn’t just go with the truth: I’m single, so I won’t bring anyone with me, thanks for asking. Instead, he hears himself say, as if listening from the outside: “Sure, thank you, I’ll bring him.”

Silence falls around the lunch table. For a moment, Sidney thinks it’s because he more or less admitted that he’s attracted to men, which shouldn’t be a surprise to anyone anymore, but then Tanger says: “You—you’re dating someone?”

This is a great moment to laugh it off, tell them that he’s joking. Instead, he says: “It’s reasonably new.”

“We would love to have you bring someone.” Sullivan clasps his shoulder as he gets up and disappears towards the bar to pay the bill. It’s their usual partner luncheon they squeeze in once every two weeks. It’s not every partner of the firm, obviously. During Sidney’s first year as a partner, they were all junior partners, and now Sully has gotten himself to a senior position and Nealer has switched to the bankruptcy department. It’s just a tradition they’re trying to keep alive, and they’re more friends than colleagues now anyway.

That night, Sidney can’t sleep. He tosses and turns, swearing aloud. How the fuck could he be this stupid? It’s a weekend conference and perhaps the most important one of the year. He’s worked at this company for six years, and he hasn’t brought a significant other ever before. No one would be surprised if he came alone, again.

Okay, he can definitely fix this. People break up all the time, and it wouldn’t surprise anyone if he explained that he was too particular for his boyfriend.

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Bennguin #4 awkwardly walking in in someone crying from your prompt list

Jamie pauses outside the bathroom. He can hear…something. A noise that doesn’t sound like any usual bathroom deal and doesn’t sound like sex, which are sort of the two things Jamie expects to be happening the bathroom at a house party. 

“Um.” He knocks. “Everything okay in there?” 

There’s a sound, then the door opens, and Jamie pulls up short. He doesn’t know what he thinks he expected, but it wasn’t a red-eyed Tyler Seguin, clearly a little drunk and also sniffling a little. 

“I thought it was you,” he tells Jamie, like that’s something they say, and then grabs Jamie’s shirt and tugs. Jamie’s too surprised to do anything but stumble into the bathroom after him. 

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Queer Eye

Leave Your Mark On Me by FullOnLarrie @fullonlarrie

Length: 32k

When Chef Harry Styles’ unbonded Omega designation threatens to derail his career, he does the only thing he can, and goes in search of a black market bond.

Ao3, One-Shot

Under contract part 5

PART1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4.

The moodboard is created by @zhenya71​, you should also check out this amazing cover for this fic. My lovely (and super quick) beta is werebear. Thank you!

I’m sorry it’s taken me a while to finish this chapter. Your comments and love have made things better. I really appreciate your response to this fic. This chapter is around 3,4k words. No PKane, A bit of angst, though.

It’s been four weeks and Sidney is doing great. He’s been closing more clients than the past three months before the weekend conference. He’s doing great, because he spends more time in his office than he has since he was an associate.

He only thinks about Geno when he has time to himself, or when he’s been out drinking.

So he avoids both. It’s easy.

He’s doing great.

Well, up until Sully ambushes him at the coffee machine at 11:30 p.m. on a Wednesday and Sidney is beyond frustrated, because one of his clients keep doing the exact opposite of what he tells them to do.

“We’re hosting a dinner party next Friday. Kate wants to know if you and Geno would like to come?”

“Sure,” Sidney says, before he realizes what he’s responding to.

“I’ve been worried about you,” Sully says and removes Sidney’s coffee mug from the machine. Sidney hasn’t even notices that it’s stopped brewing. “You’re here when I come in for work, and you’re still here when I leave.”

“That’s because I work more hours than you,” he points out. Sully always takes one or two meetings with clients before he comes into the office, and he likes to go home in time for dinner with his wife, except for tonight, that is. Sully is a senior partner. He doesn’t have to prove himself.

“I’ve checked your tag logs, Sid.” Sully shakes his head. “You’re here at five-thirty in the morning, and you don’t leave until after midnight.”

Sidney holds his mug in his hands until his palms hurt from the heat. “Why would you look that up?”

“Because I’m worried. Because I knew something was up and I had to get my facts straight before I came to talk to you. Because I asked you just now, and you lie to me and pretend like you’re just working long days, and not like your life only consist of work.”

Sidney sighs. “I’m sorry.”

“I thought you and Geno had broken up, but now you just agreed to come to dinner next week.”

Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

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