You were the only one in the skills lab and you were going through the latest surgery that you had watched Addison perform. You went over the steps over and over again, performing as if you were the lead surgeon - a method that Addison had recommended. However, you were still managing to mess up. The room was dark, the station you were working at being the only source of light, and so you failed to notice the door open and a certain red-head walk in.
"Loosen your grip." You felt yourself jump at the sudden intrusion of the silence that you had been in for nearly an hour and quickly looked up to see Addison just opposite you. "If you relax, you'll get the angle right." She offered and you nodded your head before repositioning yourself.
Addison circled the table and stood behind you, slightly to your right.
"Here," she began and placed her hand over yours before softly angling it down. "Now try." She was so close you could feel her breath fan over the shell of your ear. "Good, well done," you heard Addison congratulate as you made a successful incision and you let out a deep breath in celebration.
"Thank you so much," you thanked before spinning around to face her. You had to stop yourself from letting out a gasp. When had she gotten so close?
"You're doing well, you probably use this area more than anyone else," she smiled and then her brows furrowed ever so slightly as she tilted her head to look at you.
"What's on your mind?"
"Oh, um, it's nothing," you waved off, but Addison only raised a brow at you. You rested against the side of the table, you didn't really want to tell her, it wasn't really anything to be worried about. So what if the other residents didn't really talk to you because they thought you were getting special treatment? You knew that you weren't.
"What is it?" Addison asked softly.
"Did you know that people think that we're a thing?"
"Really?" Addison questioned with a little shock.
"Addie, are you really that surprised?" You chuckled. "The things you say-"
"Why? What do I say?"
"What do you not say?"
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You stood by the reception, clipboard in hand, waiting to check up on your patient.
"How's it going, hot stuff?"
You turn your head to stare at Addison, dumbfounded, and she's looking at you with a smile on her face, amusement shining in her eyes.
You whack her with your clipboard, "Addison," you hiss before reminding her, "we are in public."
A smirk grows on Addison's lips and you feel your face fall, bracing yourself for what was coming next.
"Why, you wanna take this elsewhere?" You feel your cheeks begin to heat up at the innuendo.
"Go away," you mutter out with a playful roll of your eyes.
"Mel had her baby," she announces and a smile grows on your lips, "it's a girl and she is so cute."
"Oh my god, yay, finally! She was in labour for so long, if I was her, I'd be a total bitch by the end.
"No, yeah, we'd all be, Mel was a total trooper."
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You were on a lunch break, and sat next to Addison, listening to Callie talk, as you stabbed your food with a fork and shovelled it into your mouth. You were only very slightly aware of the pair of eyes on you as you ate.
"You look good today." Your fork paused mid-air and you turned to Addison.
"Thank you, I showered," you smirked and pushed your eyebrows up twice with a smirk on your face.
"Charming," Callie interjected.
"No, really, you look good," Addison persisted and leant in a little closer as she searched your face. Unconsciously, you were holding your breath. "Did you do something different?"
"Aha, no I don't- I don't think so," you muttered as you became more bashful by the second.
"Woah," Addison leant back into her original position, "am I interrupting something?" Mark Sloan questioned before he sat down at the table.
"No?" Addison replied and you lightly shook your head in time with her before you pushed the forkful of food into your mouth and promptly moved the moment to the back of your mind.
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You let out a wide yawn as you slowly heaved yourself onto one of the beds pushed against a wall of a corridor. Finally, you allowed your posture to relax and the back of your head lightly hit the wall before closing your gently, stinging eyes. God, you were tired.
"Can I join you?" You opened your eyes to see Addison standing before you and, wordlessly, you moved over so that she could sit next to you. You heard her let out a long sigh after getting comfortable. The two of you had had a long night.
You felt Addison reach out for your hand and your fingers laced with hers before she turned to you with empathetic eyes.
"How're you doing?" She whispered.
"Better than I thought I would, I'll probably feel it tonight though," you whispered back softly.
"Y'know, I can still remember the first thing you said to me," Addison smiled after a small pause.
"Oh god," you covered your face, "don't remind me."
Put me on your service.
That was what you had first said to Addison Montgomery. You had said it with a little bite, and all she did was look at you from her bed beside yours with a glimmer of amusement in her eyes. You've come to notice that she looks at you like that quite often.
"It wasn't even a question," Addison chuckled, "you told me to put you on."
"Stop," you pouted. "In all fairness, I wasn't in my right mind," you defended to which Addison silently agreed to.
You were in the OR Marina Wagner, her toxic blood had wiped the whole room in a matter of a few minutes and you had hit your head on the OR step stool - splitting open the flesh of your forehead. So when you woke up, the hospital-grade painkillers still in your system, to find Addison in a bed next to you, you obviously had to take your chance. Not that you were aware of what you were doing anyway.
"I thought you were cute, telling me off for not putting you on my service." Addison confessed and you shook your head with a smile on your face.
You felt her squeeze your hand and you rubbed your thumb over hers in response. God, were you tired.
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"I don't blame them," you smile, "you, with all your teasing, makes it hard to believe it's not real." You didn't mean for that last past to slip out and you feel your cheeks begin to burn, and you're thankful for the position of the light.
Addison, however, is lit up and you watch as she swallows. Her eyes search your own this time.
"Do you want it to be real?" She whispers quietly and you stare back at her; did you?
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