Summary: Dr. (Y/L/N) and Mr. Hood attend the Karev wedding, where things couldn't have gone more wrong. After spending a few nights at Calum's place, (Y/N) decides to spend the night at her place.
(Not smut, but has a few innuendos) (T.W: Mention of anaphylactic shock)
(Words: 4.5k) (Main Stories: Part 1: Fetish, Part 2: Heat, Part 3: Heat Extended, Part 4: Dr. Angel Face, Alternative AU: Dr. Angel Face Alternative)
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"Will you ever not look good? It is ridiculous" Calum comments, stepping behind me as I fix my dress in front of the full-body mirror in his closet.
"Am I supposed to look like a troll today?" I chuckle, running my hands over the cinch in the waist of my dress.
"You could never look like a troll, even if you tried your hardest." He compliments me, pushing my hair out of my neck and planting a kiss on the side of it.
"You know, I was right... You look totally hot in formal clothes..." I turn around, scanning him from head to toe. He is wearing a formal pair of black slacks, a black leather belt with an intricate engraved gold buckle, and a freshly pressed baby blue shirt, matching my dress. He has styled his hair with a bit of wax to tame the fluffy, curly top, and he is wearing that cologne that makes my skin chill whenever I smell it on him. I lean in, reaching up to press a kiss on his lips. His arm rests on my lower back, holding me close to him as we deepen the kiss.
"We need to go. The drive down to the pier is going to be kinda hectic." Calum comments, pulling an inch from me.
"And the ferry ride will take some time." I add and he sighs.
"Come one, let's go." He smiles, reaching on the bed to pick up his blazer. He puts it on, fixes his sleeves as I stand, and I look at him totally dumbfound.
"What?" He asks, chuckling at the way I am staring at him with my mouth agape.
"You look really hot right now. Like, really hot." I sigh and he laughs.
"Let's go." He says cheerfully, handing me my clutch.
"Are we the first ones here?" Calum asks me as we walk into a very quiet venue.
"I don't know. Let's look around. I am sure at least Meredith is here." I reply, linking my arm with his.
"This is a beautiful venue. I like how they found a place that is not near the beach."
"It would be cliche, wouldn't it?"
"I like beach weddings." Calum comments.
"I meant that it would be cliche getting married on a beach on Santa Catalina Island. This is unique, in a way." I explain. I see Meredith and Amelia by the drinks table, so I guide us towards them.
"Meredith, Amelia, you look very fancy." I compliment them, making them shift their attention to me.
"(Y/N), you are here early. You look gorgeous." Meredith cheers, smiling brightly.
"There was way less traffic than we thought. This is my boyfriend, Calum. Calum, this is Meredith Grey, head of General Surgery, and this is Amelia Shepherd, head of Neurosurgery."
"You are the infamous Calum... It is nice to meet you." Amelia shakes his hand.
"It is great to meet you. I have heard so many things about you."
"Oh, I bet not more than we have." Meredith chimes in, giving me a soft smirk. I feel my cheeks heating up, instinctively biting my bottom lip.
"Have you seen Owen? I was hoping Calum would finally meet him."
"Why would you want your boyfriend to meet Hunt?" Amelia asks me, knitting her eyebrows together.
"Apparently he looks like an actor from my favorite movie. Kevin McKidd..." Calum explains.
"Well, he is feeding Leo, so, he is inside. Maybe wait here, have a drink and he will be out soon... Hopefully." Amelia replies and we nod, almost in unison.
"Let's go have our drinks. See you in a bit." I motion for Calum, who gently waves off the two women.
"I will have a glass of rose, please." I say to the bartender.
"Tonic water for me. With lime, if you have." Calum says, placing his hand on my lower back.
"Not drinking?"
"I am drinking, my soda. I have to drive after, remember?"
"You are very responsible. It is admirable." I comment and he rubs his thumb over the hollow of my waist.
"I cannot endanger precious cargo, can I?" He asks, planting a kiss on my forehead.
"Here you go." The barman leaves our drinks before us.
"Should we go look around? There is not much we can do until the wedding ceremony." I suggest and Calum links his arm with mine.
"I should probably watch how much I drink today." I comment, taking a sip from my glass.
"Why?" He asks.
"Since you are not drinking, I should join you." I explain.
"You should drink as much as you feel like. You are safe with me, you know that, right?"
"You are truly one of a kind." I lean my head against his shoulder as we walk away from the little crowd of people already attending the wedding.
"It is because I am with you. I mean, I was like that in my past relationships, but you appreciate it, you take time to acknowledge my behavior. And that makes me want to treat you even better." He replies. Crap, I love this man. But blurting it out loud now, in a wedding, after only a couple of months of dating, would be too creepy.
"I am glad you didn't stay in your past relationships. Now I can get you all to myself. It is their loss." I cling my glass on his and he smiles.
"I know I never talk to you about my exes. And it isn't fair I am just mentioning them in casual conversation."
"Calum, I don't want to know nothing more than what you want to tell me. I don't have any interest in your past girlfriends. I have an interest in you. So, what you choose to tell me, when you choose to tell me, and how you choose to tell me, is completely up to you." I assure him, stepping a bit before him and earning a hum from his lips.
"I don't know how you can be so chill about this, Angel Face. It is admirable you can keep your cool when I talk about my exes."
"It is a talent." I smile. He places his fingers under my chin, lifting it up to plant a kiss on my lips. I melt, I still melt every time he kisses me. I hoped I would have gotten rid of the vivid excitement by now, but it seems impossible not to be on the edge at his every touch.
"We are still on plain sight..." He mumbles, pressing his forehead against mine.
"We are."
"Come on, then. Let's find a bit of privacy."
"Why would we need to find privacy?" I ask and he presses a kiss on my temple.
"Do not set your mind to filthy themes. I just want to be away from the public eye." He replies. I move to his side, joining my arm with his before we start walking further away from the guests.
Calum holds his hand out for me as I try not to trip over the rocks surrounding my heels.
"I guess we shouldn't stray further. I would hate it if you sprained your ankle in those high heels."
"Not a very exploration-appropriate outfit, don't you think?" I giggle and he hums. He plants a kiss on my forehead, keeping my hand in his as we stop to take the look at the background.
"I have been meaning to ask you... Is there any chance you will be able to join me on tour?" Calum asks me as he moves behind me to wrap his arms around me.
"You mean for the whole tour? That would be kind of impossible." I chuckle, leaning my head back against his shoulder.
"I am not delusional, Dr. Angel Face. I know your job is not one with many leaves. I am just asking if you will be able to join us for a couple of days."
"Maybe for the North American leg of the tour. And for a long weekend, probably. I am sorry I can't do more." I am already fantasizing about seeing him after weeks and weeks of absence.
"I couldn't have asked for a better thing." I can hear the smile in his voice, which brings a smile to my own face.
"I am not very sure about the dates, though." I add. He presses a prolonged kiss on the side of my neck before he rests his chin on the curve between my neck and shoulder.
"We can take a look at the North American dates when we get home. It is enough for me you want to visit."
"Thank you for wanting me there." I turn my head and plant a kiss on his cheek.
"If I could, I would have you travel the world with me." He whispers.
The crowd seems bigger than it was when we left, but still, there are lots of familiar faces missing.
"We are still very early." I chuckle. Calum, with my hand still in his, walks us to the seats.
"We can just sit and wait. I am sure once your colleagues see the hottie you have as your plus one, they will scram to meet me..."
"I have told you once, and I am going to keep telling you, Chicken Tender Guy, your confidence is admirable." I comment, taking my seat.
"It is the confidence that lured you to me. Be honest."
"That, and because you smell heavenly and have the prettiest lips." I reply, stroking his cheek. He looks at me adoringly in the eyes, resting his hand on mine, before he leans in to kiss me.
"Am I interrupting?" Someone clears his throat, making me snap up.
"Dr. Hunt..."
"I heard you were looking for me."
"Yes. I wanted to introduce you to my boyfriend, Calum. Calum, Dr. Owen Hunt."
"Pleasure to meet you." Owen extends his hand towards Calum.
"Holy shit. He looks exactly like him." Calum gasps, his eyes going wide.
"I look like who?" Owen asks, knitting his eyebrows together.
"I am sorry. It is lovely to meet you. (Y/N) pointed out that you look exactly like an actor from my favorite movie. I am sorry for my reaction." Calum is quick to apologize, shaking Owen's hand.
"Well, everyone has a twin, I guess. It was nice meeting you, Calum. I hope you have fun at the wedding." Owen points to a crying Leo to excuse himself.
"You too, Dr. Hunt." I greet him off, waiting for him to walk a couple feet before turning to Calum.
"I screwed this up, didn't I?" He asks, scratching the back of his head.
"You look very cute when you are excited." I coo, taking my seat back.
"Those seem to be having a good time." Calum points out as he hands me a glass of lemon soda, fetched from the bar. He takes his seat back as I turn to see who he is talking about, seeing the interns doing shots.
"Would you like to join them?" I ask, taking a small sip.
"I am too old for their clan." He chuckles.
"They are all, older than you..."
"What?" He asks, eyes widening.
"Those are first-year interns. The youngest is 25." I reply.
"They are your age... And they are still doing internship?" Calum asks, knitting his eyebrows together.
"I was a special case, Cal... I graduated early." I remind him and he chuckles.
"You are truly one in a million..." Calum plants a kiss on my forehead. The commotion makes us both turn our heads towards it.
DeLuca is speaking on the microphone, slurring his words about the blood spilled making him family with Jo and Alex. Meredith is the one to drag him off for a walk to clear his head.
"What's up with him?"
"His girlfriend had to leave the country... He has been a wreck since." I explain. The wedding planner picks the mic, asking for an EpiPen for her allergic reaction, before falling on the ground heaving.
I rush to her, as well as the rest of my colleagues present, leaving Calum behind.
I finally locate Calum on the ferry, walking towards him sitting on one of the seats and fiddling with his fingers.
"Hi there." I sit next to him, earning a smile.
"Hi. How is the lady?" He asks.
"She is on her way to the hospital, but we managed to deal with the reaction. I am sorry for ditching you like that." I apologize and he shakes his head.
"You don't have to apologize, baby. It was badass watching you on action." He replies, taking my hand in his.
"I didn't do much. April was the hero of the day."
"Still, you looked like a champ in there." He compliments, planting a chaste kiss on my temple.
"Pity the wedding is ruined... It looked like a fairytale." He sighs.
"Well, they are getting married today."
"Really?" He asks and I hum.
"Really. Right here, right now. Meredith got ordained online. Not a bad place to get married, mid-sea..." I reply, curling up on my seat.
"It is not. Shall we join them?" He asks, bringing his jacket to rest on my shoulders. I smile as I realize he sensed I am cold and offered me his jacket without a word.
"If you feel like it... I know it has been a very tiring day already."
"I am not tired, even one bit. Let's go." He stands up, holding his hand out for me. I bite my lip while smiling, following him as he leads us to the crowd.
The sea breeze hits us on the face as we walk, making me giggle at the sensation. I cannot help but think I would follow this man to the edge of the earth. He makes me feel carefree. He makes me feel safe.
"You haven't danced with me yet." Calum points out as we watch the rest of the wedding guests dance and mingle in Jackson's penthouse.
"I didn't think you were the dancing type." I reply as he takes my glass from my hand and leaves it with his on the furniture behind us.
"It would be a pity if I didn't dance you while you are wearing that dress." He replies, taking my hand in his. We twirl and move to the rhythm of the song, both of us giggling softly at each other as we mingle and get lost within the crowd. He spins me around fast, pulling me in before he kisses me deeply, passionately, wiping every other person out of presence. And I kiss him back, melting with him until butterflies erupt inside me and make me feel full of love for that man.
"I am surprised you even came this morning." Amelia points out as we walk towards the OR board.
"Why wouldn't I? It is a working day, isn't it?" I ask and she hums with a little chuckle at the end.
"I assumed your boyfriend would have you preoccupied." She cocks an eyebrow.
"He knows I am a professional and I had to work today." I reply.
"You two were very cute last night. It was lovely to see you let your guards down." She states and I sigh.
"I feel like we are going to be the talk of the hospital today." I gulp thickly and Amelia scoffs, flicking her hand to brush it off.
"DeLuca's drunken speech, the planner's allergic reaction, April's spontaneous wedding, and Bailey's sabbatical are the talking topics of the day. No one cares about you sucking faces with your boyfriend."
"Your rawness is kind of worrying sometimes." I comment, reaching the board.
"Pretty slow day for the neuro..." Amelia comments.
"Are you thinking what I am thinking?" I ask, side-eyeing her.
"Skills lab?" She asks.
"Timer beater..." I add and she nods. I rush off, being chased after by Amelia as we make way to the neuro lab.
But once we reach the lab, we find it already occupied by Koracick.
"You two seem eager to begin..." He comments, patting the counter.
"To begin?" I ask, knitting my eyebrows in question.
"Did you two forget we are supposed to work further on the laser project?" He asks, sliding the protective equipment towards us. I sigh, shoulders dropping in disappointment.
"Did I ruin your plans, Dr. (Y/L/N)?" Tom asks, cocking his head to the side.
"No, of course not."
"Great, then. Let's begin." He opens the folder of notes while Amelia and I put on the googles and coats.
"I am sorry you had to be stuck in a room with Tom discussing my personal life. That man knows no boundaries." Amelia apologizes as we walk towards the attendings' lounge.
"No need to worry about it. I know how Koracick can be. I am sorry he was so fixated on your personal life. It must have made you uncomfortable." I place a hand on her shoulder in support.
"I mean, you already knew about my personal life, it wasn't shocking news to you, I suppose."
"For what is worth, I believe you would have made an amazing interim chief. So, I suggest you press on it more."
"No advice about Owen?" She asks.
"Not really my field." I smile sympathetically, moving to open my locker.
"Are you sure you want to spend the night at your place?" Calum asks me over the phone as I unlock the door to my apartment.
"I have to spend some nights at my place, don't you think?" I ask and he hums.
"I don't think it is necessary." He replies.
"Well, I think it is. I am paying rent, utilities, groceries... I am wasting money away if I don't stay at my apartment. Plus, distance grows the heart fonder. You'll see. You will miss me so much, you will be so excited when the time comes to see me again." I explain, taking my shoes off and placing them on the shoe case. I walk towards the kitchen to whip something quick for dinner.
"I am excited to see you. I could barely sit through the meeting today, I couldn't wait to see you once you would be off." He comments, and I sigh.
"Well, that excitement will double... I miss you too, but I saw you yesterday. Well, not even yesterday, I saw you in the morning. We have to be able to be apart for a while, tour is coming up."
"Can we worry about not seeing each other when the tour starts and not now? I want to spend as much time as I can with you." He groans and I roll my eyes.
"Bye, Calum. I want to have dinner and a shower. Talk to you tomorrow." I decide to end the call since I am this close to giving up and rushing to him.
"You are a cruel woman, Dr. Angel Face."
"That is what you like about me, Calum."
Halfway through cooking my croque madame, my roommate makes her way into the kitchen, dressed for her shift at the hospital.
"Hi. Haven't seen you in a while. Where were you at the wedding?" I ask, stirring the rue sauce for my sandwich.
"I didn't come." She replies coldly.
"Oh, why? I thought you were looking forward to the wedding."
"Well, I didn't want to impose on you and your boyfriend. So, I picked a shift at the hospital. Of course, you would have noticed that I was missing from the wedding if you cared even a little, and you spent even an hour at our house." She snaps at me, shutting the door of the fridge with force. I pull the pan out of the stove and turn to look at her in confusion.
"Am I being attacked right now? Are you seriously bringing this as a grudge?" I ask, confused about what is bugging her.
"You have changed ever since you got together with that boy-toy of yours." She shrugs her shoulders.
"First thing first, Calum is not a boy-toy. This is disrespectful for both me and Calum. And very rude of you to say. And second, I am not sure what you expected of me."
"I have to leave for work." She shakes her head, picking up her juice and walking away.
I sigh and press my temples, trying to relax before going back to cooking my food.
The doorbell ringing in the middle of the night makes my heart rate jump. I pick up my phone from my nightstand, just in case I need to call for help and dress myself up in my romp before slowly and silently making my way to the door. I peep through the peephole, thanking the motion detecting light on my front door for the full visual.
I unlock the door and reveal the full figure of Calum, holding a paper bag in his hands while smiling at me.
"What are you doing here?" I ask with a giggle.
"I really missed you. So, I came to see you." He replies naturally. I chuckle and shake my head at him, rolling my eyes.
"You are crazy..." I let him in, locking my door again.
"Sorta. I brought you ice cream." Calum digs into the paper bag, taking out a small bouquet of flowers and two pints of ice cream.
"You know I was sleeping, right?" I ask, taking the flowers and taking a whiff of them. We walk to the kitchen, Calum going into the drawer for spoons while I look for a vase for my flowers.
"Why did you bring flowers?" I ask, filling the vase with water.
"Am I not allowed to?" He asks me.
"I didn't say that. I am just wondering."
"I saw them in the store while buying the ice cream and I thought you would like them." He replies.
"Can you stop being so goddamn adorable?" I groan and he shrugs.
"No." He replies, pecking my cheek before walking to the living room. I put the flowers on the center of the counter before following behind him.
"I am supposed to be sleeping right now..." I groan as Calum lets the Netflix autoplay put on the next episode of the series we are watching.
"Mommy is going to scold you for being past bedtime?" He asks, digging his spoon into my ice cream. I slap his hand and he laughs, licking the spoon clean.
"Mock me all you want." I mumble, nestling more on his hug.
"I get it, you need sleep to look this pretty..." He snakes his arm around me tighter.
"One more episode..." I plant a kiss on his neck after I lower the neckline of his hoodie.
"One more episode and then I leave..." He fixes the blanket covering our legs as I groan in denial.
"You are staying the night." I demand and he hums.
"Don't you need your night's sleep?"
"There is no way I am letting you drive at 3 in the morning. And I really like sleeping with you. So, you are staying." I reply, letting him rest his hand on my ass.
"Ok, but you are not seducing me and getting into my pants." He grumbles playfully.
"Are you sure about that?" I ask, sitting up to look at him with a cocked eyebrow.
"I am very sure."
"Have you seen what I am wearing underneath that romp?" I ask him, straddling his lap. He licks his lips, smirking in amusement.
"What are you wearing under that romp?" He asks back with a sparkle in his eye.
I grab the ends of my romp's belt, pulling them fast and doing the garment apart. I let the romp slide off my shoulders and Calum gasps.
"Is that...?"
"A brand new Youngblood t-shirt I wear to bed? It is." I stretch the fabric for him to get a full picture of the t-shirt's stamp.
"You bought that?" He asks me.
"Of course I did. Gotta support the boyfriend."
"You should have told me you wanted a t-shirt. I could have brought you one, I have a box laying around in the house."
"Wait... I am fucking the bassist AND I can get free merch... Score." I tease as he slips his hand under my t-shirt and rests it below my ribcage.
"Thank you." He sighs, tracing his thumb over my skin.
"What for?" I ask, cradling his face softly.
"I don't know, for wanting to support me, I guess." He shrugs.
"I got your merch, I am binge-listening to your music, binge-watching your music videos and interviews, plus I am joining you on tour. I am basically a groupie at this point..." I reply and he chuckles.
He brings his face closer to mine, letting me eliminate the distance with a kiss. He smiles against my lips, before slipping his tongue into my mouth as his hands wander down to my ass. My heart is racing as we sync in with each other, my excitement getting me jumpy at his every touch. I can't help but giggle as we makeout while the episode still plays in the background, completely ignored since it started. I am breathing hard after we part, throwing my head back in pleasure as his lips move down to my neck. I love the sensation of his lips on my skin, no matter where he decides to use them, he knows how to drive me to the edge of sanity.
My hips buck up against him, my body deciding that it is time it gets more than just a subtle stimulation.
"I am going to lose it if you don't stop moving..." Calum cautions, trying to grip my hips and halt me.
"I am going to lose it if I stop." I comeback, digging my nails into his shoulder.
"If you need me, just let me know..." He groans, eyeing me as I move my body against his.
"I need you." I gasp, pressing my core directly on his thigh.
"Good God, the last thing I need tonight is you two fucking on our only couch." Jean's voice snaps us both out of our moment, making us turn our heads to find her figure standing and staring at us.
"Sorry." I mutter as she shakes her head.
"I thought at your age, you would have more decency." She spats out at us, before withdrawing to her room.
"What was that comment?" Calum asks as I wrap my body in my romp.
"Oh, don't mind her much. She has been moody all day, we had a fight before she left for work. She will be fine." I assure him, nestling back by his side, letting him wrap his arm around me.
"Shall we move to your bedroom?" He asks, cocking an eyebrow at me in a teasing way.
"You are still in the mood?" I ask, turning my head to look at him.
"For you? Always." He winks, turning off the TV before picking up the ice cream pints to leave them in the kitchen.