[Mumbled:] 've gone longer... [Sometimes even when it wasn't an emergency. You can reprimand him later.]
[For now, Don pulls himself close, snaking his arm around Robert's waist and burying his face in his partner's lab coat, where it lays in starched folds along his hip. He's asleep in minutes.]
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[For now, Don pulls himself close, snaking his arm around Robert's waist and burying his face in his partner's lab coat, where it lays in starched folds along his hip. He's asleep in minutes.]