Doctor Whitaker and Doctor Robby are close friends. Whitaker has a crush on Robby. Robby is aware of this crush and asks out Whitaker on a date after work. Mainly Whitaker POV Slow-burn romance.

DISCLAIMER: I DONT TAKE CREDIT FOR THE ARTWORK. LET ME KNOW IF YOU FIND THE CREATOR SO I CAN GIVE CREDIT. Whitaker is a young student doctor trying to make his way in the world with little Support. Though his confidence has grown, he's still tired and broken down from his job some days. Robinavitch is a well seasoned expert with a mountain range of walls built up around him. The job is nothing new and something he could (physically) handle. The two are both suddenly caught by surprise by their feelings for one another. Given the age gap, the startling new terrain of their relationship is not an easy one to tread. Is this even possible? Appropriate? And how would they manage to keep this secret? . . . .

"Open your mouth," Robby says. It's always simple. Dennis opens his mouth. His eyes stay on Robby's. They don't waver, and they don't look away. They don't do anything except remain. He brings the full attending quality, the whole-body presence, and the decided quality that Dennis brings to everything he's decided when he finally has. "I'm going to spit in it. So you know what my words taste like when I say them with you on my mind." Dennis lets out a breath. Not a reactive or theatrical gasp. Nothing like that. He lets out a breath, steady and short, like something released that has been held for a while. Like a dam being broken. Like relief, palpable and clean. "Yes, sir." ········· Doctor Michael Robinavitch dreads staying in one place for too long. Seeking a more pastoral experience, he sets up a private practice in the flat, private fields of Nebraska. Upon hearing of a new doctor's arrival near town, a bright and eager young man with an aptitude for medicine and peculiar scars begins to show up at his doorstep. First for treatment, then for training. All kinds of training.

An exhausted med student on his first rotation, and a senior attending just trying to make it through the day. In the chaos of The Pitt, some feelings are harder to survive than the work itself.

Whitaker wasn't a religious man anymore. He had abandoned his Christian youth when he finally got away from his parents. So why did he still feel so guilty? Why did he still pray for forgiveness over the smallest things he had learned weren't a sin? Luckily, Robby is there for the bad days.

Robby and Dennis want to announce their relationship at a party, but things don't exactly go the way Robby had imagined.

In the Pitt, hesitation can cost a life. Dennis Whittaker doesn't hesitate. Not anymore. After a split-second delay during a pediatric code, his attending, Robby, says two words that won't leave him alone: "You hesitated". And when Dennis instinctively reaches to steady him later that shift, Robby steps back with a quiet, sharp "Don't". Dennis adjusts the only way he knows how - silently. He pulls his hands in. Keeps his distance. Stops reaching first. But in a place where bodies collide, and lives hang in the balance, distance isn't as simple as stepping back. Because sometimes it only takes half a second to save someone. And half a second to lose something you didn't realize you wanted. This is my first ever fic, so don't expect too much. I'm also a first-semester nursing student, so there may be some medical inaccuracies; just bear with me. The writing will probably get better as time goes on and I get into a rhythm. I will try to update at least once a week. I hope you enjoy!

Medical Drama and romance. My collection of One-Shots related to The Pitt. Yes, I moved these from my Fandom One-Shots book. Mainly HuckleRobby.