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They love each other in the margins.
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- Part 1 of sooner or later (save it for later)
Bookmarked by isntit_delicate
20 Jul 2025
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The Rise and Fall (and Rise again!) of Carmen Anthony Berzatto by Umightbinthewrongbuisnessrogers
Fandoms: The Bear (TV 2022)
02 Feb 2025
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"I wanna throw Carmy a birthday party."
"A birthday party?"
"Yes."
"For Carm?"
"Yup."
"Carmen Berzatto?"
"Sydney."
"Natalie. The guy in my bed?"
"Ew. But yes. My little brother. Wait, he's here?"
Or our beloved Carmy's life told in vignettes of his birthdays.
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“Good, I need a fucking drink.”
“And I need to smoke.” He pops a piece of nicotine gum in and they ride in silence for the last five minutes of the ride. Their thighs remain pressed together even with no logical need for them not to be. Their magnetism constantly forced them together, even if they didn’t mean to be.
“I’m really fucking proud of you, you know that right? You did it without me. I always knew you could, but I’m glad you know you can now.” He whispers it and she wants to pretend like she didn’t hear him but it’s the sweetest thing he’s said to her all night and she hates him again for making her feel things she shouldn’t. They arrive at their destination before she can figure out a reply.
He helps her out of the car again and guides her inside with his hand hovering on her lower back. She hates how secure he makes her feel all of the time. His sickening chivalry disguises how truly twisted he was. In love with another man’s woman. Everything about him was an oxymoron and a big fucking joke.
The joke was always on her.
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- Part 2 of If I Had My Way It Would Be You
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When Carmy left The Bear, he had full faith in Sydney's ability to take over, bring The Bear to the next level, and look after their team.
But who looks after her?
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Six meetings.
Five on accident.
One on purpose.After Sydney leaves The Bear, she and Carmy keep colliding in restaurants, in cities, in versions of their lives that don’t quite fit. The past follows them like heat.