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Assistant: Title: Operation: Whizzer Brown (Orchestrated by The Lesbians and Jason)
        Author: whizzvincent whizzvincent 
        Chapter: 5/10 
        Summary: Late one night, Cordelia is startled when a drunken, emotional stranger collapses on her doorstep, asking for someone named “Whizzer.” With help from her partner Charlotte, they reluctantly take him in and later discover that he's Marvin—a man devastated by the end of a relationship with another man. As Marvin sobers up, he admits he’s gay and confesses his regrets about pushing Whizzer away due to his own fear and internalized shame. Despite the awkward introduction, the three become fast friends, bonded by honesty and shared queerness.A few days later, Marvin’s son Jason arrives for the weekend. After sharing their separate experiences of Marvin’s emotional collapse and guilt over Whizzer, the three realize Marvin is spiraling. Though he still deeply loves Whizzer, he believes he’s lost the chance to fix things. United by concern and hope, Jason, Cordelia, and Charlotte quietly agree—it’s time to do something. They decide to come up with a plan to bring Whizzer back into Marvin’s life, though they haven’t acted on it… yet.Au where they whizzvin didn't meet at the baseball game, but a plan that was constructed by Cordelia, Charlotte, and Jason!
        Contents: Chapter 5: Step Three: Learning Love is Not A Crime
    

    


      
        
          me trying to heal myself from my 30th Falsettos rewatchsnuck my friend in the story cuz why not!!
            
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    Marvin was twenty minutes early to therapy.Not because he was excited, not because he trusted the process — but because he had no idea what else to do with himself. Sitting in the waiting room, legs jittering, he stared at the motivational posters on the wall like they might lunge at him. “Healing isn’t linear.” “Speak your truth.” “Progress over perfection.”He hated all of them. But he was still there. 
  Two weeks earlier.
After the “Queer Stories” night, Marvin had felt… not relief, exactly, but lighter. Like some part of him had cracked open and the air was finally reaching the inside.He thought coming out publicly would fix everything.It didn’t.Whizzer didn’t call.Trina didn’t text.Jason, bless him, was supportive but blunt: “It’s not just about saying it, Dad. You have to live like it.”And Marvin had replied — for the first time — “Okay. Then I will.” The therapist was young. Too young. Probably fresh out of grad school with a degree in "Let’s Explore That."Her name was Dani, and she wore chunky rings and said things like “I’m hearing a lot of shame behind that sentence” and “What does your inner child need right now?”Marvin hated her immediately. But he kept showing up.In session three, he admitted the thing he’d never told anyone—not even Whizzer:“I spent years pretending to be straight, not because I didn’t know I was gay. I knew. I just thought it would ruin me.”Dani just nodded. “And did it?”He didn’t answer. He just cried for the first time in months. They met in a corner café she liked — the kind that served overpriced tea and had acoustic guitar covers of ABBA playing faintly in the background.Trina arrived wearing her usual armor: perfect hair, high-neck blouse, arms crossed like a gate.“I heard about your little coming-out thing,” she said, stirring her drink too fast.Marvin nodded. “Jason told you?”“No. Cordelia did. She sends voice memos now. Like a gay war general.”They were quiet for a while.Then Marvin swallowed hard. “I’m sorry I made you doubt yourself. And us. And love.”Trina blinked.“I didn’t lie because I didn’t love you. I lied because I didn’t think I was allowed to love anyone the way I wanted to. And that cost you a real marriage. A real partner.”She stared at him, speechless.“I’m in therapy now,” he added. “Not because I want Whizzer back. I mean, I do, but… I’m doing this because I don’t want to be the man who hurts people just because he’s hurting.”She looked down at her tea, lips trembling. Then, almost imperceptibly, she reached across the table and touched his hand.“You owe me a lot of years,” she whispered.“I know,” he said. “But I’d like to start giving them back. In pieces. If you’ll let me.” Marvin cooked dinner.Like — really cooked. Vegetables. Seasoning. He even used a recipe.Jason blinked at the plate like it might explode.“No grilled cheese?” he said.“Nope,” Marvin replied, setting the table. “Tonight we’re having ‘Therapy Dad Tries His Best Stir Fry.’”Jason snorted. “You really are changing.”They ate in relative silence until Jason spoke up.“I read a book about coming out,” he said suddenly.Marvin paused. “Yeah?”“It said that being proud doesn’t mean you’re done being scared. It means you’re doing it anyway.”Marvin felt his throat tighten. “That’s a good one.”“Yeah. I think you’re doing okay.”“…Thanks.”Jason shrugged, but there was a softness in his eyes. “Still rooting for you. And Whizzer. Just saying.” He showed up unexpectedly.Not in person — but in a photo.A new envelope. No note this time.Inside was a print: Jason and Marvin at the café, laughing. The lighting was golden. The joy looked real.Marvin stared at it for a long time.Then he flipped it over.In tiny handwriting on the back: “Keep going.” Charlotte stuck a sticky note on Marvin’s fridge the next day. It read:
  ✅ Apology✅ Coming Out☑️ Making Changes🔜 Wild Gesture
Cordelia added doodles of fireworks.Jason drew a stick figure of Marvin holding a rainbow sword.And Marvin?He didn’t take the note down.For once, he kind of liked it there. Whizzer wasn’t thinking of Marvin that day.He was walking off a headache, camera slung across his shoulder, city breeze tugging at his sleeves. It was late afternoon — golden hour — the kind of light that made cracked sidewalks look like poetry. He wasn’t looking for anything. Not consciously.Then he passed that café.The one with the too-expensive tea and the guitars on loop. He barely glanced in — just a reflex, scanning for light, texture, color.But he stopped.Marvin was there.Inside. At a table near the window.Laughing.Jason sat across from him, holding a straw wrapper like a fake mustache. Marvin had one hand over his eyes, the other slapping the table as he laughed like he hadn’t laughed in years — loud, unguarded, real. Not trying to impress. Not trying to hide.Just there. Just himself.And for a moment, Whizzer forgot how to move.He hadn’t seen Marvin in person since before. Since the fall-apart. Since the tears and the yelling and the silence that followed. And here he was — older, yes. A little more tired. But alive.And happy.Whizzer felt something sharp and soft crack open in his chest.He lifted his camera — slow, instinctive.Framed the shot through the glass, the light catching Jason’s face just right. Marvin mid-laugh. Nothing posed. Nothing false.
  Click.
He didn’t linger.Didn’t knock on the glass.Didn’t go inside.He just looked one last time — like someone pressing a finger to an old scar — and walked away before he could think better of it. That night, he printed the photo.It sat on his desk for hours.Then, finally, he flipped it over, wrote two words on the back.
  “Keep going.”
And the next day, he slipped it in an envelope, unsigned, and mailed it to an address he remembered too well.
  
  

    
      
        
        
          its going really short so far, but its just a little idea in my head, sooo yeah ! hope u guys r liking it tho'
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