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     [4/25/21 - DAY 1 (4/25)] *Garrett arrives in Boston, and Dodger picks him up from the hospital. Later they discuss CBT.
     [5/26/21 - DAY 1 (4/25)] Coyote contacts Garrett, warns him about Dodger, and offers a few resources if he needs an escape.
     [5/28/21 - DAY 2 (4/26)] Garrett and Dodger argue about Dodger refusing to defuse his door bombs. Later, Dodger tries bottoming and Garrett gets a chastity device.
     [6/22/21 - DAY 3 (4/27)] Garrett earns his way out of the cock cage with knifeplay. Dodger leaves afterward and comes back bruised and bloody.
               - Dodger carves a protection rune into Garrett's chest.
               - Dodger bottoms again, featuring post-orgasm torture.
     [7/16/21 - DAY 4 (4/28)] *Garrett wakes Dodger up with sex. Dodger is a big bossy brat and proceeds to prematurely ejaculate.
               - Dodger tries to answer his phone mid-sex.
               - They argue about adopting out the dogs.
               - Dodger introduces the demon fleshlight. It spirals into violent, bloody sex.
               - They have an after-sex feelings jam, and softer aftercare sex.
     [8/3/21 - DAY 17 (5/11)] Garrett blindfolds Dodger and tops him to handle the frustration of being caged.
               - Dodger starts up a struggle for dominance halfway through, and wins.
               - Afterward, Dodger teases Garrett briefly before they have sex in the shower.
               - Garrett safe-words during sex, and they pivot to softer (?) sex in bed, before Dodger locks Garrett in the closet overnight.
     [8/4/21 - DAY 15? (5/9)] Garrett meets Marina, and introduces her to Max.
     [8/19/21 - DAY 18 (5/12)] Dodger wakes Garrett up with gender-swapped sex, although he really overshot the 'kink' factor of the closet.
               - They talk briefly about Garrett's new apartment, and Dodger changes the subject by inviting him on a coffee date.
               - Garrett gets restless, and Dodger takes him on an impromptu trip into rural Mass. On the way Garrett heals Dodger's wrist scars.
               - Dodger screws Garrett against the hood of a rental car he stole at gunpoint.
     [9/2/21 - DAY 20 (5/14)] Garrett and Coyote talk about job-hunting, and Coyote updates him on Marina and Max.
     [9/14/21 - DAY 21 (5/15)] Dodger pushes Garrett into gender-swapping, so he can take her out to dinner and be lovey in public.
               - Dodger starts fingering Garrett under the table during dinner, and slips in a little of his feeder kink.
               - They screw in the car on the way home, and keep going at home. Dodger tries out tail-fucking Garrett.
     [10/6/21 - DAY 29 (5/23)] Garrett sees texts from Jason on Dodger's phone, and they argue after both taking truth serum.
               - They discuss Garrett's suicide, and Dodger shares his fears about it. They also talk about therapy for Dodger.
               - They argue about Dodger's drive to keep Garrett locked away for his own safety. Garrett leaves to move into his new apartment.
               - Garrett texts Coyote the next morning to talk about possibly working for Dana's group.
     [10/12/21 - DAY 30 (5/24)] Garrett meets Dana, they briefly discuss his new job and then go off to spar together.
     [10/12/21 - DAY 30 (5/24)] *Garrett and Dodger sext to smooth over the rough night before.
               - Dodger agrees for Garrett to meet his friends, and talks a bit about them and his role at Atlas.
               - Garrett doms Dodger, until Dodger uses his safeword.
               - They discuss the sex contract again, and get worked up enough to go back to screwing.
     [11/12/21 - DAY 57 (6/20)] Dodger takes Garrett on a plane ride to meet Augustine in New York.
     [AUGUSTINE - 1/17/22 - DAY 57 (6/20)] *Dodger and Garrett meet up with Augustine, who feels Garrett up before dismissing her for their business meeting.
               - Afterward, Augustine catches them being cute at the hotel bar.
               - They meet up with Scotty and Jazzlyn at a fancy Chinese restaurant.
               - Dodger has to step out after Scotty and Jazzlyn leave, leaving Garrett alone with Augustine.
               - They go back to their hotel room, and have make-up sex with a vibrator involved.
               - Garrett heals Dodger's back scars, and they talk about his tattoos. Garrett marks his territory.
     [2/1/22 - DAY 58 (6/21)] Dodger and Garrett head home from New York, screw on a plane and then again at home.
     [PALO - 2/11/22 - DAY 75-76 (7/8-7/9)] Dodger finally introduces Garrett to his friends, so they can do coke and play Poker.
               - Palo corners Garrett to be territorial over Dodger.
               - Dodger and friends start betting on who gets to use Garrett's mouth. Palo nearly kills Garrett, twice.
               - The next morning, Dodger does his best to make up for the night before, with romance and foreplay.
               - Dodger almost immediately ruins it by going fully overboard with 'kink'.
               - Garrett gets his revenge by topping Dodger, and afterward they argue about Dodger not being able to admit he fucked up.
     [BREAK-UP - 3/24/22 - DAY 83 (7/16)] Dodger takes Garrett out to eat, but gets interrupted by a run-in with Dana.
     [3/29/22 - DAY 80 (7/13)] Dodger and Garrett get into an argument over text, after which Dodger gets drunk and rapes him.


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A couple minutes?

[Crusher is, of course, acting as if he's been tied for days. But he's always the most dramatic of the bunch, despite being the second-oldest.

Dodger passes Max and Angel to Garrett, and promptly turns around to go home.]

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[Garrett takes the leashes but winces at a sharp stab of pain from his bad shoulder.]

Dodger, can you- I.

[Fuck, he hates asking for help more than anything in the goddamn world.]

My shoulder's being a shit again.

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[Dodger pauses, and takes the leashes back. His posture is still tense, but there's a hint of worry behind it.]

Don't push yourself. Here.

[He motions for Garrett to pass over some of the bags.]

Think the mabari could take some of these too?

[defaulthawke]

The bags?

[He looks them over. Yes, of course they could take on the weight, but they aren't wearing any kind of harness to reasonably carry them. Garrett's never had need for one, not since Kirkwall. (Although now he supposes he'll have to start buying supplies for things like that.)]

They can handle the weight, if we can get the bags to stay on.

[He contemplates asking to trade Angel and Max in exchange for Ox. Of the lot, Ox is the only one who actually understands leashes, and the two smallest dogs are just as bad as the others at pulling and trying to bark at cars. The only thing stopping him from asking is the fact that Ox seems to be the only one keeping the other dogs from freaking out. He's a very commanding presence.]

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[Dodger lets out a quiet sigh through his nose, and shortens the leashes on all of the dogs before motioning for Garrett to give him the rest of the bags.]

Nevermind- here. Just let me handle it.

[defaulthawke]

[Garrett hands them over gingerly, feeling distinctly awkward about needing the help.]

I'm not used to... not being able to do things.

[When they set off again, Garrett keeps pace with Dodger with his hands in his pockets. The kindness has taken the wind right out of his pissed-off sails, and taken alongside the reality of his current powerlessness it sits oddly in his stomach next to the memories of every time Dodger has ever hurt him. Or helped him.]

Thanks. Asking for help isn't exactly my favorite thing in the world.

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[There's a pause.]

I know the feeling.

[He has to maneuver awkwardly to pull his cigarette from his lips so he can ash it onto the sidewalk, and then places it back to keep puffing.]

When we get back, I'll work on sorting out an apartment. Shouldn't take too long - you can sit and watch TV or something. I don't want you to strain that arm.

[Says the man that wrecked Garrett in bed last night.]

[defaulthawke]

Yes, I know how concerned you are about being gentle with me.

[He sees u Dodger.

But also, he does nod in acknowledgment of the other man's words. Garrett hates being so dependent, crashing into the man's life without warning. Crash-landing here has been very different from anything else he's ever experienced, with those other little worlds that had welcome parties and rooms at the inn. No matter how dangerous the man might be, Garrett is grateful for a familiar face.

A face he hadn't seen in a long time.]

It was three months, you know.

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[Dodger is quiet for a bit, and sets his jaw.]

It was a couple weeks, here. But time is always a little weird between dimensions.

[His brow furrows slightly.]

I'm sure it was a big relief for everyone.

[defaulthawke]

[It was, he almost says, thinking at first of the relief that slowly began sinking into his skin after weeks of no longer looking over his shoulder or wondering.

But what about that first day? What about the way his stomach twisted horribly the first time a text bounced back? Maker, it had been like reliving an old nightmare, and the worst part was not being able to tell Caitlin the truth about why he needed to pull her close and bury his face in her hair. Missing him again? she'd asked kindly, and he never told her yes or no.]

...Stella wouldn't stop crying.

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[At first he almost keeps his thoughts to himself. But... in some way, Garrett is bearing his soul. It feels wrong not to return the favor.]

You always hide behind your dogs.

[They're almost home. He'd rather have this conversation indoors, when he's not carrying a million things, but here they are.]

You missed me. That's what you mean.

[defaulthawke]

[ wow wow WOW don't call him out like that!! The slightly offended look that flashes over his face is almost hilarious, but it melts quickly into something far softer. ]

It's 4 times now that I've stared down at text messages bounced back from someone I. [ a weird little coughing sound ] Care about.

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[He really, really wishes they were indoors. On his pale skin, he can't hide the way that his cheeks warm at Garrett's admission. And oh thank god, they've reached his building.]

Here, hang tight with the rest of the dogs, I'll bring them up in pairs.

[At least he can bring the groceries up at once. And until he teleports Garrett up, he doesn't have to confront what the man said.]

[defaulthawke]

[The dogs are starting to catch on that when they reach this particular spot and Dodger takes their leashes, the teleportation is going to happen. They aren't happy about it. At least the complaining and whining gives Garrett something else to think about for the brief time it takes Dodger to teleport everyone upstairs...

Until he's standing in the apartment with the rest of them, sucking in a breath awkwardly at the feeling he still isn't used to experiencing again.]

Ice cream. [Eloquent!] There are things that need to go in the freezer.

[Not much, though, and the groceries can only get them so far before there once again is nothing between him, Dodger, and the topic at hand.]

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[Dodger nods and works on moving everything to the fridge. Despite the fact that he hasn't had things in his fridge for probably years, he's pretty good at moving everything into a logical spot. Trust me, it's a rare skill.

But there's only so many things to move, and eventually they're going to have to talk. And he hesitates with the last bag of chips in his hands before addressing Garrett. Not looking at him.]

I missed you. A lot.

[defaulthawke]

[Somehow (somehow) Garrett ends up with a bottle in his hand at the end. Getting it into the bottle opener magneted to the fridge is a lot easier than looking at Dodger.]

You haven't been acting like it.

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[Dodger stuffs the bag into a cabinet and slams the door shut a little harder than he needed to.]

How am I supposed to act?

[defaulthawke]

I don't know.

[There's another bottle on the counter (that he definitely didn't take out just as a way to entice Dodger into staying), so he offers his up.]

Locking me in then getting angry at me for being here sort of mixes the messages. Are you happy to see me?

[he hates how stupid and vulnerable the question sounds.]

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[Dodger takes the bottle, but doing so forces him to look at Garrett. There's a sort of vulnerable helplessness behind his frustrated expression. He's in unfamiliar waters, trying not to look like he's drowning.

He sets the bottle on the counter, and grabs Garrett to pull him closer. Not to kiss, just to hug, and bury his face in the man's chest.]

[defaulthawke]

[That expression takes him aback. He's seen it on Dodger's face before, usually in very intense or vulnerable situations, associations that make his chest tight. No power on Earth could stop him from moving in with Dodger's pull, wrapping his arms around Dodger's shoulders and folding the man into an enormous, enveloping embrace.]

Hey.

[He actually has to stop himself from making the kind of soothing, shushing noises he might have made with Cait or Barry, since he knows Dodger doesn't like feeling condescended to. But he does concede to burying his face in Dodger's hair and kissing him, allowing the smallest sounds to escape.]

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[Dodger has to take a few deep breaths, trying to stop himself from hyperventilating. His hands start to shake slightly so he tightens his grip, trying to force them to stop.]

I'm tired.

[It's a quiet admission, but speaking makes this a little easier.]

I want time with you. I want this to be easy. But I've got Augustine, and people that want my head, people I need to keep an eye on or keep safe, and it's just... it's just really complicated to have you here.

[defaulthawke]

Augustine? [The way Dodger talks about him sounds so weird. All the time.] What kind of job never lets you actually go home? Don't you have hours?

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I take my job home with me.

[There's a pause here, but it's partly just Dodger trying to decide how to explain it.]

He rescued me off the streets. I owe a lot to him. So I do whatever he asks me, whenever he asks. That means keeping track of everyone else he owns, any possible threat, any opportunity to get a leg up. If I put it off until it suits me, people will die.

[defaulthawke]

[That's all very well and good, but-]

So... how does that help with mutant oppression, exactly?

[smokedout]

[He opens his mouth as if he's got a ready answer. And falters. Frustrated, his answer spills out a little more heated than necessary.]

In Nazi Germany, hiding Jewish people was a crime, right? ...Don't answer that, nevermind. My point is, Augustine is working on something to flip the script on humanity. Something highly illegal, and something a lot of gangs in Boston want their hands on. And the way you keep your head in those kinda waters is that you keep your mouth shut. I don't ask questions, I just do what he tells me. And I make sure our side stays on top.