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garak is a daddy but in a comedic and explicitly cringe way
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garak, smiling unblinkingly with his smug little face and his big saucer eyes, perched stiffly on a velvet couch wearing some kind of metallic polka dot contraption, possibly high: come Doctor come ssssiit on daddy’s lap
bashir, just back from an 8 hour surgery, visibly struggling to fold his long brittle legs around garak’s short and completely still body, smelling of disinfectant: oh wow uhhh yum hahaha
