Everyone lashed out against MC when they're the best thing that's happened to that hospital in recent years. I'm going to need some respect for the bad bitch who saved Dr. Banerji and has solved every single diagnostics case this year.
Summary: Claire gets fed up with Bloom when he interrupts her evening alone with Ethan.
Warnings:聽Some heavy flirting, nothing explicit.聽
A/N:聽My two idiots in love聽spend most of their nights and mornings together and you can鈥檛 convince me otherwise.聽
With a heavy sigh, Ethan closed the door behind him, letting his bag fall to the ground with a thud. It was well into the evening when he managed to finish up his tasks at the hospital and go home, traffic adding another hour to his driving time. His shoulders fell in relief at the peaceful sight of his home.
Claire turned her head to the side slightly, acknowledging that she heard him coming through the door. The rest of her body remained positioned towards the window, seated on the bar stool, a cup of tea held between her hands, close to her face. It was dark outside, and the lights of the apartment were creating a stark contrast that turned the windows into mirrors, allowing her to observe him without much movement in his direction.
Anticipation buzzed right beneath her skin as she watched him make his way towards her, the distance diminishing with each passing second. She could see the exact moment they would touch, causing a shiver to run down her spine.
Her breath got caught in her throat when Ethan slipped his arms around her, hugging her warmly from behind. He nuzzled her neck with his nose, humming softly at the faint scent of his shower gel that lingered on her skin.