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Granted wish

Kara Danvers x gn!reader

Summary: You have an obsession with Kara's thighs, you're looking at them and touching them whenever possible. So she decides to give you what you desire the most

Warnings: (+18), bottom! Kara, top! reader, grinding, thigh riding, fingering, praise kink, face sitting

Word count: 4.2K

A/N: I wrote this like a year ago and just realized I forgot to post it

You love your girlfriend, you love everything about her.

You love Kara Danvers, the way she has a jumper and a blouse for every existing color, the passion she puts into writing every single story not matter how insignificant it may look to everyone else.

You love Supergirl, how she throws herself straight into danger to protect anyone and how she's not intimidated by anyone.

And of course, you love her body. From her soft long hair to her sweet lips that always taste like sugar; from her warm hands that intertwine perfectly with yours to those big blue eyes that always have your attention.

But if anyone ever asked you, your favorite part about your girlfriend are probably her thighs.

The skin is so soft yet literally impenetrable, and they're so deliciously full to the touch. The knowledge that she could potentially strangle you with those just added to their beauty.

- - - -

"Have you seen my cape?" Kara asked as she paced around the small apartment, the red cloth the only thing missing from her suit.

You were sitting at the kitchen counter, preparing breakfast for the two of you, or just for you now, noticing the way she was dressed.

"Lost your cape?" you repeated, but to be honest you were only half listening. She was starting to lose her patience, looking under the couch and under every surface, the movement bringing up her skirt every single time, revealing way more than you were able to see when your vision was blocked by that annoying red wall.

"Y/N!" she yelled and crossed her arms, well aware your gaze was way lower than it should.

"I don't know, check out on the balcony, last time you wore it was raining so maybe you left there" you shrugged, taking a bite out of your toast.

You enjoyed the view as she walked away.

- - - -

"if anyone has any questions, now it's time to ask them"

No one raised their hand at John's warning, and he went on with the briefing.

A couple of new agents had been caught doing 'inappropriate behaviours' as the captain described it, during a mission, so now he and Alex had requested a meeting to remind everyone the importance of this job and how a simple error could cost a lot blah blah blah.

You knew that you, and Kara for that matter, were just here so people would take this more seriously, but that didn't mean this wasn't the most boring and unnecessarily long meeting you have ever attended.

Leaning back in your chair, your gaze fell on your girlfriend seated next to you, so focused on listening to whatever her sister was saying.

You lowered your head to try and hide a big yawn, your eyes following Kara's body, finding her legs crossed under the table. The skirt folded on itself a little, and the position squished them together, making them look even bigger.

Approaching the table you got even closer to the super, so that your knee was touching hers, and put your hand on her thigh.

Kara threw a glance at your hand, then at your eyes, that were now intent on looking forward. The table made it possible so that no one was able to see what was happening underneath, so she let it go. If that got you to stop yawning and begging her to just go away then she'd allow it.

But as you started to slowly rub your thumb on her skin, she started thinking that maybe sneaking away wasn't such a bad idea.

- - - -

You woke up to the feeling of warm covers being roughly ripped from your body, making you groan out loud.

"it's the third time I tell you to wake up Y/N, I don't want to be late"

You hid your face in the pillow, trying to drown out the light. But the pillow too, was ripped away from your hold.

"come on, what do you want to get up?" You opened one eye to find Kara kneeling in front of your face, pillow still in hand, and an annoyed expression on her face.

From the proximity of your bodies, all you needed to do was stretch your neck and you could kiss her exposed legs.

So you did.

When you opened your eyes her expression had turned from annoyed to surprised, blush on her cheeks.

So you kissed it again, and again, slowly reaching the hem of her shorts. When you felt a hand through your hair you knew you had won.

You were indeed very late to brunch with Alex and Maggie that day.

- - - -

"how was patrol sweetie?" you didn't need to raise your head from your spot on the couch, the wind suddenly hitting your body was enough of a comfirmation that Kara was here "you're back early"

"yea it was just a couple of kids acting carelessly, nothing big" Kara shrugged, closing the window she flew in behind her "how's work?"

now it was your time to shrug, your eyes still had to land on your girlfriend, busy looking at the computer on your lap "good, shouldn't take long to finish"

"oh so you can finish later?" you missed the way her eyes shone for a second

"yea but I'd rather be done with it now that I'm focused" There is no response from the blonde, so you raise your head to look at her. "do you need something?"

You noticed how she was still standing near the window with her hands behind her back, slightly swaying side to side.

"I just thought we could spend some time together, we've been so busy lately" her sweet tone was matched by your smile, before you lowered your head back to your work.

"give me half an hour baby, you can shower in the meantime" you offered, and faintly heard the sound of her heels tapping the ground, and assumed she was headed to the bathroom.

But then she spoke again, and her voice was louder than before.

"mhh I don't think I want to wait tho"

Blonde hair blocked your vision, and your lap felt empty for a second, until there was a lot more weight on top of it.

"I want to be with you now" your laptop was now on the coffee table, while Kara sat on your lap with her legs on either side of yours. She chuckled at your surprised expression but you recovered soon enough, rubbing the soft skin of her thighs with your thumbs.

You still hadn't caugth on her intentions, so when she leaned closer and started kissing you, you just let her. You'd never reject her lips, the soft texture always welcome on your mouth and on other parts of your body, and the sweet taste always appreciated on your tongue. The hands that were previously on your shoulders made their way down to rest on your chest, slowly pushing you back to lean on the back of the couch.

Kara smiled when you had to part your lips in surprise to the feeling of her lightly grinding into your lap.

But she didn't stop.

Instead, she sat down directly on yout hips so her chest was pressing against yours, and you were able to feel every little movement. Your hands went to grip her waist, your work long forgotten on her coffe table as your eyes carefully opened to look at her blue ones, a couple shades darker than usual, definitely not because of the lack of lightning.

"what, what are you doing?"

Sex was nothing new in your relationship, of course, but Kara was never one to initiate it so...blatantly. There was usually much more foreplay.

She straightened her position, and smiled at you so innocently you thought you were going to melt. She tilted her head ever so slightly to the side as her hand went to cup your cheek.

"I told you I wanted to be with you"

Kara's skin was never cold, but she could feel a stark difference in your temperature, your whole body on fire. And when she guided your hands back on her thighs and squeezed, it only got worse. She definetly knew what she was doing.

At that, you quickly reconnected your lips with much more fervor than before. Kara gratefully accepted your pace and gripped the back on your neck, careful not hurt you.

She let out a surprised moan when your fingertips brushed under her skirt, and you used it as an opportunity to slip your tongue past her lips.

As you took complete control over the kiss, she felt any trace of confidence crumble away, her plan of teasing you about your obsession being swiftly replaced by thoughts of your hands and mouth on her, only needing to be touched.

Only needing to be satisfied.

You moved your head down to connect your mouth to her jaw, blonde hair tickling the bridge of your nose. Her skin was way too hard for you to even think about leaving hickeys, but that never stopped you from trying.

You bit down hard on the juncture between her neck and her shoulder and she let out a loud mewl, arching her back in hope to bring you even closer. The only thing it did tho, was make her covered clit brush harder against your pants.

You felt her frantically tapping your shoulder, a thing she always did when she wanted your attention but couldn't bring herself to form words.

"What do you need, pretty girl?" you whispered close to her earlobe, your breath hitting her skin, and Kara swore she could have cum right there and then.

"My- my shirt. Take my shirt off, please" she gathered after a while, not even caring how high-pitched her voice sounded when you did as she asked.

The chilly air of the apartment instantly hit her skin, but she couldn't have felt more on fire with how your gaze was fixated on her now half exposed body. She used to feel insecure about you silently looking at her, but she soon learnt how to recognize your blown pupils and how your heart always seemed to beat twice as fast every time she took any piece of clothing off her body.

No matter how many times you saw your girlfriend in this position, it never failed to lit your core on fire. Her cheeks were as red as her cape and lips were puffy from the constant kissing. Her breath came in shorts pants making her chest rise and fall quickly, and your eyes inevitably fell on her perfect breasts.

Unable to resist another second sitting so far from her, you grip the hem of her skirt to bring her back to you, and your lips were once again just inches away when you whispered to her. "you're so beautiful my love, why don't you go back to what you were doing, mh?"

You smiled up at her and enjoyed the way her eyes almost fluttered close.

"Y/N" she moaned out loud when the hand gripping her waist pushed her clothed sex on the hard seam of your jeans, making her hold your shirt tightly in her grasp.

"Come on baby" you urged her "make yourself feel good on my lap" You gave a couple more guided thrusts, until she closed her eyes shut, and started rocking back and forth on her own, kicking her boots off in the process.

You returned your attention back on her neck and collarbone, leaving bites that were sure to draw blood on any human. You made sure to soothe the skin after with open mouthed kisses, reaching every possible inch of her skin. Kara leaned her head to the side with a soft whimper, offering you more space.

Using her knees, Kara started applying more pressure on your covered crotch, making you groan in surprise. "fuck Kara"

That really seemed to spur your girlfriend on, making her grind faster on your lap, moaning with every thrust. The grip on your shoulders tightened and you swore you heard the fabric shredding, but you wouldn't even be surprised. It wouldn't be the first time Kara ripped one of your shirts while her head was clouded by pleasure.

She was brought right back to the moment when your hands traveled up to unclasp her bra, and threw it across the room.

You could tease her even more, kissing between the valley of her breasts, avoiding where she needed you the most, but with the way she was rutting against your lap, so desperate to get you both off, you couldn't deny her.

Your lips went instantly to her nipple, circling it with your tongue while your hand palmed her other breast.

"I'm, fuck- so close" she panted, struggling to get a single sentence out.

She soon started whining desperately when she couldn't find it in herself to keep her movements steady, tapping her hand on your shoulder once again, hoping you would get the hint.

Needless to say, you instantly understood.

You brought your hands on her ass to take over her moves and Kara moaned in relief, as she could now focus entirely on chasing her climax.

You used your grip on her to bring her even closer and returned your lips on her neck, making her shiver.

"please Y/N- I'm so-" Kara bit her bottom lip to refrain even louder moans to come out of her mouth, closing her eyes shut. Her arms circled your shoulders while her forehead went to rest on top of your shoulder, breathing in your scent.

You stopped the ministrations on her skin for a moment to whisper in her hear "you're doing so good baby" you cleared your throat, the pleasure affecting your voice "I'm almost close, wait for me"

She let out a little whine at your words, you couldn't hold her so tightly, with your hips bucking wildly into her, your lips burning every inch of her skin, and just except her to wait.

But she wanted to be good for you, she wanted to make you proud, so she lowered her head back on your shoulder and stopped her whining, biting your shirt as a distraction from her impending orgasm. Her hips stuttered on instinct as your hand grazed over her stomach, applying pressure.

Thankfully, she didn't have to wait much longer, a couple more thrusts was all it took you to breathe out "you can let go now baby, I know you want to"

Kara's body would have stilled if it weren't for your hands still guiding her hips, finally allowing to let the climax take over her. You could feel her shaking in your hold as wave after wave of aftershock ran through her.

You slowly stopped moving your hands, and once your own breathing returned to normal you looked at your girlfriend, who was still hiding in the crook of your neck. You hid a chuckle at the state she was in "are you okay baby?"

The blonde weakly nodded, her breath tickling your neck. "mhmh"

Using your free hand to remove her hair from her shoulder you started peppering her skin with light kisses.

"oh Y/N" Kara whispered. She gently held your head in her arms, running a hand through your hair. Just as she started breathing normally again she felt your hands on her thighs for the hundredth time tonight, your fingertips sliding under the hem of her underwear on her sides.

She tried to protest, she really did. Her heart was beating so loud right under your lips Kara was sure you could hear it; but when your teeth nibbled on the skin of her collarbone she felt herself rocking on your lap once again.

You moved your hand up to her chin to make her look at you, after leaving a sweet kiss on her cheek. "why don't you sit on my face, mh?"

"what?" she breathed out, her cheeks threatening to get even redder. Her chest heaved up and down as she looked at the smirk adorning your face.

You changed position on the couch, so you could now lay on it, and, gripping the back of her thighs, you brought her down with you. She kept one hand on your chest, while the other prevented her from putting her entire body weight on you.

It was something the two of you never tried together and something Kara had never done before. And while she never claimed it was a hard no, the topic has only come up in jokes, never like this and so openly.

Kara still hasn't said anything and you started thinking that maybe you went overboard, and wanted to apologize; but then her lips lowered to meet yours in a slow kiss, and you made sure to let her have control of this one.

When the kiss ended, your noses were still brushing against each other's.

"are you sure?" Kara tried to find any trace of uncertainty in your eyes, but she could only see fondness, and a hint of amusement.

"you're asking me? I should be asking you" you chuckled.

Kara smiled at you and bit her lip. After a second, she slightly nodded and got up from the couch.

You watched as she removed the last pieces of clothing almost timidly. And while you were intent on admiring the legs that were finally free from the red skirt, you didn't notice the shirt that was previously lying on the floor, quite literally flying in your direction.

"stop staring at me like that!" she accused, going into her Supergirl persona "and take your clothes off too, it's not fair I'm the only one naked" and despite her quivering tone, you could tell she was comfortable.

You laughed at her words, and by the time you took your shirt off, - which had definitely been shredded - Kara was on your lap again, and her lips were on yours. She could finally feel your skin, without the obstruction of your clothes.

You slipped your hands around her waist once again to make her grind into you, and she moaned into your mouth, the now bare clit making her even more sensitive.

Keeping one hand on her waist, you soon brought her down on the couch again with you, never leaving her lips.

After a few more guided thrusts against your lap, and a few more of her moans swallowed by your lips, she sat up and looked at you.

Your hair was disheveled due to her constant gripping, your lips were glistening from the kissing, and your cheeks were flushed. But Kara was entranced by the pounding of your heart; so loud in her ears Kara was sure she could hear it even without her powers. Heartbeat that almost made her fear for your well being, had she not been looking at you. So calm in her hold yet so excited to kiss her again and again. And so eager to please her.

Her gaze flicked between your eyes, before a smile formed on her lips.

She left one last kiss on your nose and moved her hips up your body as her thighs went on either side of your face, giving you a full view of her folds. But you knew she was still holding back. "is this okay? or is it too much weight? should I get up?"

Instead of answering, you started peppering the intern of her thighs with kisses, as you arms went to circle them to try and bring her closer.

She chuckled lowly "I knew you had a thing for my legs" She teased fondly, moving some of your hair from your eyes.

"I love every part of you" you stated matter of factly, and you heart didn't skip a bit like it does when you lie "but I do enjoy looking at your legs" you confess, not giving her the full victory. "and touching them"

Your grip on her thighs tightened, the action spreading them even more, getting you closer to her cunt.

"and I definitely enjoy kissing them, too" you nibbled on the skin there, really close to her center, making her grind into the air.

She was starting to regret not putting all of her weight.

"Y/N..don't tease now" she tried to order, but when your tongue made contact with her skin, the last words came in the shape of a whine.

After leaving another phantom hickey on the inside of her thigh, you flattened your tongue on her folds, tasting what was left of her first orgasm.

Her hips twitched with every feel of your tongue, as her whines became more constant and desperate. One of her hands went to grip the edge of the couch to keep herself from falling over.

Your neck was starting to ache from the stretching position it was in, and you weren't enjoying Kara to the fullest, so the hands on her thighs moved to her hips, bringing her down onto your face, making her squeal out of surprise.

The new closeness allowed you to be completely inebriated by her smell, causing you to groan into her core, which sent a shiver run up Kara's spine. The blonde bit her lip, the slow pace not being nearly enough "please...Y/N" She regained control of her hips, and started moving them against your face.

A throaty moan escaped her mouth as soon as you started sucking on the bundle of nerves, making her throw her head back. She could feel your restless hands moving all over her body, your nails potentially scratching her skin.

Kara arched her back when your finger brushed against her nipple, and grabbed your wrist to keep you there, a couple of moans imploring you to do more.

You could feel her starting to give in to the pleasure, her hips rutting almost at inhuman speed onto your expecting tongue, while her pants made her sound like she was running the marathon, and how her body seemed heavier with each passing second, completely in your hands.

You tugged on her nipple, causing another loud whine to escape the woman on top of you, as her bottom lip got caught between her teeth.

Your free hand joined your tongue between her legs, and started rubbing her clit with just enough pressure to make her cry out loud. Just as she felt the knot in her stomach growing, your lips went back on her inner thighs, biting the soft skin.

"You look so pretty like this my love, and you taste so good"

She slightly opened her eyes to look at you, or at least the part of you that wasn't hidden by her body or covered in her juices. The sight alone made the crease in her eyebrows deepen as her teeth dug deeper into her bottom lip, and she had to swallow the lump in her throat before attempting to speak.

"ple-please Y/N, I need, need you" She tried to get you back to where she wanted you the most by never stilling the grinding of her hips, holding your hair to guide you.

Caution was thrown out the window once you finally put your lips back on her clit, as she ground her knees on the couch and started roughly humping your face.

All that came out of her mouth were now throaty moans and broken pleas, and all were muffled by her strong thighs clenching around your head. And for the first time, you didn't mind not being able to fully hear her.

She could feel herself almost surrender, her climax quickly approaching, and just needed a little push.

It was quickly given by your soft, now hoarse, voice. "You're doing so good for me baby, come on, let go"

Her second orgasm came stronger than the last, with her hips twitching wildly in your hold as she struggled to regain her breath.

You kept on licking all over her most to clean her up, until she started whining from overstimulation, pushing on her knees to get away.

You used the grip on her waist to get her off you to bring her back on your lap, as you sat up on the couch.

"you did such a good job baby, how are you feeling?" You whispered, planting a soft kiss on top of her hair. To which she lightly nodded her head, not moving it from its warm shelter in the crook of your neck.

You felt her shiver against your bare chest and reached for a blanket at the end of the couch, covering her with it. Your free hand came to rest on top of her knee, gifting her with your warmth. And it wasn't long until you started tracing patterns on her skin, the normal action making your girlfriend giggle.

"you really do love them" Kara said kissing your neck, as a yawn left her mouth.

You only laughed at her accusation, as you had already answered before.

But as she laid on top of you, her hair lightly stinging your collarbone and her breath becoming slower with each passing second, you had never been more certain. The cute reporter, the strong superhero, her integrity and her awkwardness-

You just loved it all. You loved Kara Danvers.

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midnightlizard · 2 months ago

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GET. AI. OUT. OF. FANDOM. Stop making headcanons with it, stop making fanfic with it, stop making fanart with it. If I see one more "asking chatgpt *blank* about *character/characters in a fandom* I'm going to lose my goddamn mind. Use your own fucking brain, stop asking AI to do everything. You could even ask other real people what they think. Just. Stop. Using. AI. In. Creative. Spaces.

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midnightlizard · 2 months ago

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hi!! no worries if this isn’t something you write i’d totally understand, but if i could request amelia shepherd comforting a transmasc reader for coming out and/or defending reader when someone says something transphobic?

again, i’d totally understand if you don’t wanna write this ^^ i hope you’re having a nice day/night anyway though!

Unwavering support

Amelia Shepherd x male!reader

Warnings: transphobia, reader has had top surgery but other surgeries are not mentioned, reader is a guy but no pronouns are actually used

Word count: 2.9k

"there you go. Try not to move your arm too much and change your bandages everyday" you instructed the old woman, before throwing the used gloves into the trash can.

Today was very slow in the E.R., all beds empty except for the grandma who cut her arm while gardening. Days like this were uncommon as a trauma surgeon, especially here at Grey's sloan were it felt like people were purposely shoving a firecracker into their mouth 'to see who could spit it the farther' just to come here.

Yep. That happened last week. Stupid, but new.

So you were pretty thrilled about just catching up on work so you could go home early.

"Mrs Hawkins' file please" you leaned your arms on the counter, gently smiling at the nurse behind it. She returned your smile and got up from her seat, to go find what you asked for.

While you were waiitng for her, someone came up to you."Hey Y/L/N"

"Yo Avery" you didn't need to turn your head to recognize the voice "April should be over there I think" you pointed to somewhere else in the room, thanking the nurse once the file was in your hands.

"I was actually looking for you" he flashed you his million dollar smile, leaning on the counter like you previously did. "I got something for you"

"oh" you raised your gaze, confused by his statement.

You were met with the familiar box containing t gel. Since his mother ordered all the supplies needed for the hospital you had asked him years ago to add your medicine to the list so it would have been quicker to just get it from your workplace. And it has been that way ever since, but he never handed it to you personally.

"okay? thanks" your reluctance was evident on your face, but you smiled nonetheless, putting the little box in your pocket.

"I was wondering-" he detached himself from the counter once you started walking away "if you could help me with something"

You playfully rolled your eyes as it all made sense now "I'm not talking to Webber again, if you have issues with him and your mother having sex you should-"

"no no it's not about that" he slightly raised his voice in embarrassment, making a disgusted face afterwards. He shook his head violently, as if wanting to get rid of the thought, before speaking again "I need help with a patient"

"sure, I'm all ears. What do you need?" you furrowed your brows, he knew he didn't need to bribe you if a patient was involved, so you still didn't fully know where this was going.

He seemed to wait for a few seconds, before turning serious. "I have this patient, he has been wanting a mastectomy for years and we have been making arrangements for months now. Today's finally the day but he's scared about how it's going to turn out"

"do you want me to talk to him?"

"well.." he started, giving you a tentative smile "I was actually thinking you could uh-" his hand reached the hem of his shirt, slighlty lifting it up "show him the results"

You frowned at that. You'd never be ashamed of what you are or what you did to get to this point, but at the same time the idea of taking your shirt off in front of doctors and nurses wasn't exactly your idea of fun. Only the people who you considered friends knew you were trans, and you liked it that way. But for a trans person who was struggling just like you used to?

"okay"

That's how you found yourself in this situation, following Avery to his patient's room. Kody, you were told his name was, was sitting on his bed with his usual clothes on, probably waiting for a sign to help him decide what to do next.

"Hey Kody, this is doctor Y/L/N, the one I talked to you about" Avery grabbed his attention, gesturing to you. You smiled at him, sitting on the end of his bed.

"Doctor Avery told me you were having doubts about the surgery?"

"It's all you ever wanted, stop being stupid. Please change his mind doctor!" Your head turned to a second guy, his boyfriend apparently, standing on the other side of the bed, hands on Kody's shoulders.

You smiled at the scene, he reminded you of Amelia. Had you met her before your transition she surely would have given you the same aggressive support he was giving him.

You started asking the basic questions, trying to get as much out of him as you could, and tried comforting like any other doctor would. But nothing was working because he didn't need a simple doctor, Jackson was right. He needed someone who could understand what he was feeling.

Sighing to yourself, your gaze fell on the intern on your left, probabaly taking notes on how to comfort a patient, eyes fixated on you.

"you're scared about the results right? look" you brought your hands next to your neck to take your shirt off, and put it on the bed. The boy's eyes widened at the sight, long-healed pink scars adorning you chest, right under your nipples. "they look sick right?" you smirked at his mouth agape, the euphoria of looking at yourself never truly leaving your body "I had another doctor, but trust me when I say that doctor Avery is the best plastic surgeon I've ever worked with. So trust him, follow his instructions post op and everything will turn out great"

He smiled at you, a determined fire in his eyes "we can do the surgery"

You nodded giving a high five, but he was soon stolen by his boyfriend kissing him fiercely. You laughed to yourself, once again reminded of your girlfriend, and got up from the bed, putting your shirt back on.

"Very good then. Let's prep him" Avery ordered the intern, before following you out of the room. "Thank you Y/N"

You stopped walking to look at him, you were about to tell him it was no big deal. But an idea popped into your head.

"I want your yacht for a day. For me and Amelia." your anniversary was right behind the corner and what better date than to spend it alone away from anyone?

You saw Jackson roll his eyes, but he reluctantly nodded "one day." he clarified "and no sex on the couch- no, actually? no sex anywhere"

"no sex on the couch, got it" you smirked giving him a thumbs up. You left before he could object.

- - - -

You kept your deal with Jackson a secret from Amelia, only telling her not to book at any restaurant, since you had already planned everything.

"Hey are you listening to me?" you stopped talking when you noticed Amelia wasn't even looking at you. You tired following her gaze but could only see a table full of interns talking and laughing to themselves instead of eating their food, but they weren't making enough noise to be annoying. What could be so interesting about interns anyway? "Amelia?"

She only turned around when your hand squeezed hers. "Uh, sorry. What were you saying?"

You softly shook your hand "I'll tell you another time. What's the matter with you? You seem off"

Opening her mouth to answer, she looked at the interns once again, and then at the whole cafeteria as if she was looking for something "Haven't you noticed anything strange lately?"

"I don't know, I was only looking at you" it could have sounded corny but it was the truth. The only one acting strange in your eyes was your girlfriend, always acting distracted and looking elsewhere whenever you were together.

Her eyes stopped on your face, tilting her head to the side with a smile, sensing the corny aspect of your words too.

"I don't know" she shrugged, getting back to the matter at hand "I just feel watched, don't you feel it too?"

You glanced around the room, some people were eating or talking to each other, some people were intent on studying. Sure, you locked eyes with a person or two, but that didn't mean anything. You were looking at them first.

"I don't notice anything different" you calmly concluded.

Amelia bit her lip, still not convinced. But she eventually gave up, focusing her lunch break with you.

- - - -

After the talk with Amelia you started paying attention to your surroundings, and you hated to admit it but you did notice people staring at you longer than necessary. The worst part was that you'd recognize those looks anywhere.

As a trans person you received those looks all through your teenage years up until you started passing as a man. Amused looks. Curious looks. You knew them all; and you were seeing them all right now, paired with the whispers as you entered the room.

You sighed, the favor you did Jackson suddenly coming to mind. You almost forgot about it, that happened two weeks ago after all.

It was obvious the intern Jackson chose for the surgery told his friends and started a whole thing. So, as the mature - and non confrontational - person that you were, you made the wise decision of not doing anything. They'll eventually get tired.

You just hoped Amelia would let it go.

- - - -

She did not.

"I think I'm going crazy" she muttered, entering the waiting room with you by her side "I can't shake the feeling that I'm being watched, and it's even worse when I'm with you"

"They must have realized we're the hottest couple around here, let them look" you joked, but the smile didn't meet your eyes. You tried talking to the intern, who obviously denied everything, and it's not like you could go to Webber for a 'feeling' and put his carrer at risk, so you went on with your plan on letting the problem resolve on its own. Ignoring how him and his friends were always around the corner, as if they weren't interns with the heaviest workload.

Amelia squeezed her eyes at your words "you know something don't you?" to which you just shrugged, acting busy so you wouldn't give in and spill everything.

She seemed to buy it, and changed the topic. You breathed out in relief.

You started talking about your anniversary, with Amelia trying to guess what your surprise was; you laughed at her completely off guess - but secretly wrote it down in your mind for her birthday - and you told her she'd just have to wait.

The peace however was short-lived, as the last person you wanted to see entered the room followed by his two friends- minions. You quickly looked away. God you missed when interns were afraid of everyone.

As a habit, Amelia followed your gaze and wouldn't have thought anything of it, if she didn't recognize them.

"Hey they're the ones from the cafeteria!" she whisper-yelled while repeatedly slapping your arm. She gripped your coat in frustration when she saw one of them laugh in your direction "okay that's it. They have some explanations to do"

However she was stopped by your quick thinking, hand on her waist "stop it Amelia it's not worth it." you hesitated "they're looking at me"

You hoped that would be enough for her to drop it, but you should have known better, as this was probably the worst thing you could have said.

"What? Why are they looking at you?"

"I-" you sighed, crumbling under her sharp gaze "They know I'm trans"

It took a second for Amelia to register your words, if you asked her she would have said she almost forgot transphobia existed. You, on the other hand, were too aware of it especially in these last few weeks. And she could see it in your eyes, pleading her to just let this go. But she couldn't see you like this and just ignore it.

"Are you kidding me? That's even worse" she took a step back and escaped your touch.

It wasn't hard to spot them, they moved to the end of the hallways but were still in her line of sight. And who knows, maybe they really were paying attention to the files they were holding. You wouldn't bet on it though.

You hid your head in your hands as you saw Amelia approach them. Had you not been stressed about this whole situation you probably would have laughed at the sight of the three of them towering over your girlfriend, the smirks on their faces in direct contrast to what you could only predict was a scowl on Amelia's face, hands on her hips.

You saw one of them take a step closer to her and your legs almost moved on its own, but Amelia instantly slapped his arm away and pointed a finger in his face. Just as you were about to get over your fear and walk over there you saw the interns scurrying away, tripping over themselves.

Amelia turned around with a bright smile on her face, but even from this distance you noticed a glimpse of something else in her eyes.

"what did you tell them?" you asked as soon as she came back to your side, grabbing her hand

She just looked at you with that mischievous smile you had grown to love.

But now it just scared you.

"I still have some things to take care of. I'll come find you when I'm done" she avoided your question, then left a kiss on your lips that left you almost as dumbfounded as her words.

You didn't have time to question her actions any longer, because your pager suddenly beeped, April needed help with two people that got into a car accident.

"shit" you murmured, running towards the elevator.

- - - -

After more than three hours you were out of the O.R. The airbag on the passenger side didn't work so the mother got the worst of it and she needed both you and April if she wanted to survive. Fortunately she did.

Once your hands were clean, you went to open the door and found Amelia in front of you, swaying like a kid who successfully stole candies from her mother's pocket. You instinctively smiled at her, her face alone able to calm your eyes and heart after hours of only seeing blood.

"I'll go deliver the good news to her son" April spoke up from behind you, squeezing your arm before leaving the two of you alone.

"Can you finally tell me what the hell happened? What did you say to them?" you started firing questions while directing her to a more private area.

"I got him fired"

You abruptly stopped walking as soon as you registered her words "You what?"

She shrugged, her calm expression never faltering "I got the main guy fired, while the other two got suspended for a month; which may or may not have destroyed their chances of finishing the program in time" she kept her hands behind her back as she looked at you, enjoying your agape mouth and unblinking eyes.

You straightened your back "you- how did you do that?" not that you weren't happy about it, in fact, it was the best thing that happened in the last month. But it seemed a bit...unattainable. Too good to be true.

"I talked to Bailey and Webber and they agreed that this behaviour was not tolerated in this hospital. They reported them to Catherine and she made the final decision"

Her gaze lost its spark, worry taking over her beautiful features. Hands reached out to hold yours so you would look at her "Why didn't you say anything, why didn't you tell me anything?"

You leaned your back against the wall with a sigh "I wasn't sure anyone could do anything without proof, and I thought it would have faded out so I didn't want you to worry for nothing"

"But it's not nothing" she gently scolded you "Don't think I didn't notice you being weird lately, I was hoping you were just trying to hide your plans for our anniversary" she chuckled and you followed her.

"I mean, I was doing that too" a moment of silence passed as you basked in the security that was your girlfriend's warmth "I'm sorry, but thank you for standing up for me"

"If you won't do it someone has to" she smacked your arm, no real anger behind her words. She wrapped her arms around your neck to bring you closer "At least now we can finally focus on our anniversary. I can't wait to spoil the surprise and guess what you have in store"

And she was right. You had been so worried about everything else that you almost forgot about the good in your life, such as the pretty brunette currently in your arms. You giggled at her puckered lips before leaning down so you could make her happy and kiss her.

Despite already knowing this deep down, you came to the realization that there was nothing you couldn't overcome if you had her by your side.

And you'd make sure every day that it was the same for her.

"Do I want to know what you actually said to guys?"

"Mhh not even a little bit"

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Can I request an Amelia Sheperd x reader where they get stuck in the elevator together?

Stuck

Amelia Shepherd x gn!reader

Warnings: none

A/N: hi guys...I kinda disappeard didn't I...I'm sorry for all the requests but I literally couldn't put words on a page (also life happened so...) hope you like this

Word count: 1.8k

"do I get to scrub in?"

"scrub in in a surgery that doesn't exist?"

"yea but it will, his liver is completely useless now so he will soon give in and accept a transplant" it always surprised you just how eager interns were to participate in any surgery they could get their hands on. Someone should probably teach them to be considerate of the patients' fear and distress. But to be completely fair no one taught you that when you were an intern yourself, so you weren't the right person for the job. "I mean, it's awful but I've never done a liver transplant"

As your eyes were busy looking at the tablet in your hands, you heard quick footsteps approaching you from behind; you wouldn't have given them any thought, had you not heard the familiar voice you were dreading to hear.

"where are you headed?" Amelia slows down once she reaches your level, leaning her shoulder slightly against your arm.

"hi, hello" you greeted, your voice a little too high, making it a little too obvious she caught you off guard "uh E.R., see if I can be of any help. You need something?"

She took a minute to answer, glancing at the intern on your right "killing time, I have surgery in a couple of hours. Can we talk?"

You stammered for a bit, trying to come up with a believable excuse "I uh, I can't, because Yasuda-" you pointed towards her, who seemed surprised by the attention "won't leave me alone until I let her assist in a liver transplant, you know how interns are" you topped it off with a forced smile.

It didn't take long for Amelia to detect the surprise on the intern's face, and a smile took over her lips. She got behind you, putting her hands on your shoulders "Yasuda? I'm sure Dr. Y/L/N would love to have you in their O.R. Now, can you leave us alone?"

"sure! yea, of course" she wasted no time in taking the neurosurgeon's word for it and happily got out of the way.

When you turned around, you were met with Amelia' s winning smile.

She shrugged her shoulders when your own slumped; as soon as she opened her mouth however, your finger in the air stopped her "nope, I still can't talk. I have to go to the E.R."

"I'll come with you, you might need a neuro consult" she started following you to the elevator, having trouble matching your fast pace.

You dared stopping only once your feet stepped into the elevator, and pressed the button that will take you all the way down to the first floor "why don't you just enjoy your break?"

Unfortunately, the doors weren't as fast as your body, giving the brunette enough time to sneak in, keeping the victory smile on her face.

Her back was leaning against the wall, opposed to your body standing anxiously in front of the doors, itching to get out of there as soon as possible.

To be fair, you knew this was coming, you knew what she wanted to talk about. You just wished she could forget about it.

"So.."

"It's April" you quickly interrupted her, announcing your obviously not beeping pager "she says a patient will probably need surgery. There goes my break"

"Then in the meantime we could-"

"I'll let you know if we need you, okay? You should rest, you have surgery in an hour right?"

"two hours, but that's not-" and if she was that stubborn to have that conversation in here, you were just as stubborn to avoid it.

"ugh can't this thing go any faster" you muttered under your breath. You tried pushing the button several times, hoping it'd go faster despite knowing better. And the ticking was much easier to bear than whatever the brunette had to say.

The motion however completely backfired, as the ticking sound was replaced by a much louder one, and you found yourself almost losing your balance.

It took you half a second to realize the elevator stopped.

"Did you stop the elevator?" Amelia came up behind you and looked over your shoulder.

You quickly retracted your hand, as your eyes moved between the panel and the surgeon, the first time you looked at her since you got into the elevator.

"No I didn't. It wasn't me"

She gave you one last look, before shrugging her shoulders "either way, we're stuck"

You closed your eyes shut and let out a low groan, surprising Amelia when your forehead collided with the wall.

Apparently, all the other elevators stopped altogether - unknowingly relieving some of your guilt - and Bailey assured you she'd try to get you out asap.

But the chief was probably walking around with a broken watch, since it has been almost half an hour and you were still there.

You'd soon gotten comfortable on the floor, leaning back against the wall with your legs stretched forward. Amelia sat next to you, legs crossed.

While this closeness would normally make you feel all kinds of ways, now it just made you feel one thing. Uncomfortable

"We might as well talk about it, you know. We don't know how long we're going to be stuck in here for" her characteristically low voice filled the empty air, as the white coats filled the empty space between your bodies.

You sighed, not giving in "there's nothing we need to talk about"

She furrowed her brows, showing an incredulous smile. "You kissed me"

"pfft barely"

"oh I remember a tongue"

You looked at her, mouth agape and cheeks red. There was definitely tongue. You shut your mouth.

After your lack of response you could see Amelia getting restless, bouncing her leg and looking all around the small space.

"I'm sorry" you uttered, catching Amelia's gaze in the corner of your eye "I shouldn't have kissed you" ignoring the small -hopeful- part of your brain that remembers her kissing you back "I wasn't thinking, I shouldn't have gotten in the way of your relationship with Owen" they're married fo god's sake, what the hell were you thinking?

Another silence fell between you two, before you heard muffled giggles coming from the brunette.

"Wait, are you laughing? There's nothing to laugh about" you looked at her with a scowl, but you couldn't deny the fluttering of your heart at the sound.

Amelia removed her hand from her mouth, revealing cheeks almost as red as your ears, and the cutest smile on her lips. "I'm not with Owen anymore" The embarrassment left space for you confusion, prompting the neurosurgeon to continue "we're not quite divorced yet because the procedure takes so so long-" she clarified with a sigh "but we broke up months ago. Did you seriously not know?"

You were once again at a loss for words "uh well, I guess I haven't really been paying much attention" since you started avoiding Owen too, it made sense you didn't know.

"yea because you were too busy running away from me" she remarked, with only the tiniest bit of anger "but why?" she whispered, examining your side profile "why kiss me and run away?"

"because I wanted to, kiss you" you confessed, it took a lot of willpower, but it felt good to finally let it out "you were looking at me with those big eyes and you were smiling and you looked so pretty, so I went for it. And god it felt so right. But by the time I realized what I had just done and took a step back- you weren't smiling anymore. So I ran away" your voice had gotten quieter, but before Amelia could respond, you continued "in my head you were with Owen and that meant instant rejection. But now that I know you're not-"

"It doesn't mean instant rejection" she finished your train of thoughts. She licked her lips "do it again"

You turned your head to find Amelia sitting on her knees in front of you, closer than before "what?"

"kiss me again" she stated, as if it didn't affect her at all "let's see if you're met with rejection"

It was impossible to misinterpret that look, as much as you wanted to. It was the same look she gave you after the first kiss, full of vulnerability and desire. Although you were too engrossed in your own mind to see anything but a mistake.

Before you could overthink it even more, you felt Amelia's warm breath on your lips, as she was just mere inches away from you. Waiting for your next move.

You slightly lifted yourself off the ground and met her halfway.

Just like the first time your lips danced in sync with each other, Amelia's hands through your hair acting as a warm welcome. It wasn't as short as the first time though, this time none of you dared to step back, air be damned.

Your hands moved from off the ground to grip her waist under the white coat, causing a surprised whine to erupt from her mouth . She put her hands on your shoulder to steady herself so she could easily climb onto your lap.

Just as you were about to ask yourself if it was justifiable to have sex in an elevator after being trapped for over an hour, there was a ding in the small space and suddenly Amelia got off you and you were blinded by the new light coming in.

Several people were now looking at you, including Bailey and Karev.

"Thank you for your work boys" she thanked the technicians, before looking at you up and down and changing her whole demeanor "now my doctors can finally go back to work" you smiled at her, trying to make up an excuse of what she saw but she shut you up instantly "get up you two, before I lock you in there again."

You and Amelia scrambled to your feet and quickly fixed yourselves with a low chant of 'sure thing' 'of course' and 'sorry'. Bailey gave you another pointed look, before going away with the two men. Amelia ran away in the opposite direction, not before smiling at you, light blush still on her cheeks.

You turned around, only to meet Karev's smug face. Honestly, why was he even here?

"what?"

His laugh clashed with your deadpan expression "nothing. I mean, almost having sex in an elevator? When they could open the door at any second? That's some risky fantasy" there was some evident amusement in his statement, in what seemed like a compliment in his own twisted way, but before you could shut him down your phone buzzed. And the heat returned to your face.

from 'Amelia':

-my shift ends in four hours

-I'll see you in the locker room, to talk

-don't run away this time <3

You put your phone in your coat pocket before Alex could see it and tease you even more "yea whatever, at least I score" you could feel him stiffen slightly beside you "bye Karev" you showed a polite smile, before disappearing from his vision.

to 'Amelia':

-I'll be there

-promise

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Take it (pt.2) ꕤ

Meredith grey x gn!reader

Summary: Things get worse before they get better

Warnings: annoying sisters, smut at the end

Word count: 3.9k

(part 1)

"you should go" she repeated, and her hand was already pushing the door open, quickly disappearing behind it.

You refrained yourself from yelling after her, not wanting to wake up anyone, so you just sighed, heading back to your car.

- - - -

And just when you thought you were finally going somewhere with Meredith, you were back to square one.

With her avoiding you; changing paths when meeting the hallways, getting out of the room as soon as you got in, and 'casually' never being home whenever you came over.

To be completely honest, you were getting quite tired of it, giving her space was one thing, but was it really helping? You were willing to wait for her, that didn't change, but you deserved to know if there was anything to wait for, or if you were just wasting your time.

So it soon became a game of cat and mouse, a game she was sadly really good at; to the point of accepting back to back surgeries purely because she knew you wouldn't interrupt her in such a moment.

This little game ended when you crossed paths in the hallways, eyes locking together almost immediately, even if Meredith looked down as soon as they did. You let out a huff when she disappeared in one of the storerooms; and went after her.

As soon as you got into the room, Meredith was looking at all sorts of supplies, no doubt trying to act busy. You didn't move from the door as you spoke up. "I want to talk about the other night"

There was no room for discussion in your tone, but Meredith still found a glimpse of space to avoid your statement, and started rummaging through the OB section of the shelf. Definitely not a section a general surgeon would be interested in.

Shoes tapped against the floor and she saw your face getting closer with the corner of her eye. "I know you're avoiding me, and why you're doing it, so you can cut the crap" your hand colliding with the metal shelf didn't faze her. But at least she turned to look at you.

Her hard gaze wasn't lost on you.

"If this is about Derek-" a heavy sigh stopped you, as Meredith tried to get away from you

"It's not about him" she shielded herself with her own back, turning to look at the wall. But at this point none of you could possibly believe her words.

You took a slow step forward, still facing her back "you can't go on like this Meredith. How long are you going to deprive yourself of what you want? I can feel you're holding back, and you're hiding from the world" like in a storage room, hiding from you

Taking her silence as a good sign - she hasn't yelled at you yet - you got closer to her, and reached your hand out for her, your fingers barely brushing against the back of her hand

"You can't deprive yourself of love anymore"

If you had stopped there she probably would have turned around - because she believed you, she'd believe anything that came out of your mouth - but you kept talking,

"he would want you to -" and she gave into her fears, because they were easier to succumb to.

In a second she was in front of you, nose almost touching, the hand holding hers slapped back into place.

You don't think you've ever heard such a level of disdain coming from her, at least not towards you "you don't talk about my husband, you don't know him, and you definitely don't know what he would want"

She gave you one last glare, and stormed out of the room, bumping her shoulder against yours in the process.

You didn't say anything, but then again you didn't really get a chance to; you just sighed to yourself and took a minute to gather your thoughts, before getting back to work.

- - - -

The house was loud despite the hour, with kids enjoying their pre bed-time fun, playing with their toys or acting like their favourite characters on TV.

Their mother was obviously assigned the boring task- washing the dishes. Her hands were warm under the running water, so she couldn't really complain; and it was one of the few times where getting her hands wet didn't mean preparing for hours of surgery.

Also, it didn't require her to move from the sink, so she was able to glance at her kids from time to time to make sure they didn't turn play-fights into actual fights over a toy car or a crayon.

She hadn't needed to multitask in a long time, usually she had one of her sisters to help her out, or a certain neurosurgeon would be playing and laughing with the kids while casually chatting with her.

But the two were out, and Meredith was sure she would never see you again after the day in the storage room.

Because you stopped looking for her, quick looks in the hallway that led to nothing and standard professional behaviour at work. Not that you two talked outside of work anyway.

She was the one to push you away, so she didn't deserve to weep about it.

Almost like clockwork, a nock sounded to the door, and the blonde had to stop her daughter from opening it "go brush your teeth Zola, I'll go answer it"

Still with the towel in her hands, she looked through the peephole, and when you would have expected her to sigh, her breath actually got stuck in her throat.

Your face slowly came into view as you hesitantly smiled at her "hi Mer". Soon after saying those words, you could hear small pounding against the floor, until a little body collided with your legs. Meredith silently watched you pick Bailey up, as he left a sloppy kiss on your cheek "hi little man, is it not your bedtime yet?"

"I was about to put them to sleep, actually" her statement almost started a fuss she didn't want to deal with, but thankfully you stopped it before it could even start, like you always did when you were over at this hour.

With a hand connecting the side of your mouth to the kid's ear, a move meant to block out the noise 'so the mother can't hear' "if you go to sleep now, I'll tell the candy fairy to come visit you"

Just another creature Meredith would have to explain was invented by humans and not actually real, but until then she appreciated the assist, and if the kids ate the candy in the morning that meant the teachers had to deal with the sugar rush. It was truly a win-win situation for her.

So, as Bailey jumped out of your arms to pull on her mother's hand so he could go to bed, she sent you a small smile, saying you could wait for her downstairs. After saying goodnight to the kids, you put the two candies on the counter so the woman could sneak them under their pillows as they slept. Ellis was obviously not a part of the equation.

Meredith came back to a clean living room, all the toys being put away and the tv turned off. You didn't say a word as you saw her approaching, trying to read her mood, she didn't look too mad - if she wanted to lash out she would have done it already - that's as far as you went in analysing her.

She stopped next to you, looking down at you as you sat on the stool "thanks for that"

You smiled, as your fingers played with the edge of the cold counter "it's fine, really. I didn't do anything"

She just answered with a nod, and let silence fall over you, acting as a divider between your bodies.

You bit your tongue to prevent yourself from impulsively speaking up, just to end the unusual awkward silence, and actually took a minute to think about your words.

"I'm sorry for coming here, I just needed to talk to you somewhere you couldn't run away"

She lowered her head with a small sigh, and moved away from you "I can always kick you out" there wasn't clear anger in her tone, but you couldn't really tell while her front was turned away from you.

"then do it" Meredith stopped in her tracks, and heard you getting up "yell at me, kick me out, let me in. Do what you want, but do something. I can't keep going on like this"

Then her eyes met yours while her shoulders slumped "what are you saying?"

"I like you, Meredith. And I think that's obvious enough" your voice didn't quiver or change its usual tone. You were sure of your words and the woman could hear it. "I want to know what I should do with it"

The eye contact was becoming too much for her, especially with how close the two of you were. So she tried to subtly look away by shaking her head. But you followed her movements, forcing her to redirect her gaze.

"I'm sorry about what I said the other day. But I meant it, and I still do. If you don't like me or don't want a relationship, just tell me." You took her hand, and found hope in her acceptance of the gesture. "But if you want this" you continued in a whisper "take it"

There it was, your perfume. She had almost given up on ever smelling it again after last week, but there it was. There you were. Despite how many times she pushed you away or tried to trick herself into thinking you didn't think of her that way, there you were, at her door, with the softest tone she had ever been the receiving end of. Despite how many times she hid in her own certain old fears, and tried not to fall for this uncertain new hope, there it was. Tugging at her hand trying to get her out of hiding.

So she took a step out of her shelter, squeezing your hand. She tilted her head towards the sun, looking into your eyes; and smiled at the chirping morning birds, nodding her hand.

Then her lips brushed against yours, and in a second Meredith was kissing you.

The kiss was soft, a mere of lips pressing together, both unsure of your own steps. your free hand reached the side of her face, almost as to prevent her from running away once more. Similarly, Meredith didn't let go of your hand, instead she tightened her grip, afraid you'd suddenly disappear.

After a short minute you pulled away, still caressing her cheek "is this okay?"

She reopened her eyes to find the sun shining down on her, warming up her skin; and the wind blowing on her face.

She nodded "it's okay" because it was, it was calm and secure, for the first time in a while it was finally okay.

Tilting her head up she brought her lips close to yours, and didn't have to wait long before you initiated a second kiss. It resembled the first one, still soft and slow, still trying to get used to each other. You wrapped your arms around her middle to bring her closer, but moved them to her waist when her tongue came in contact with your bottom lip, and you took a step forward.

She followed your lead, walking backwards not having to worry about falling with the grip she had around your shoulders.

However, when she understood what you were trying to do, she stopped. She tried to speak, but could only get out so much with your mouth on hers.

"no- not here. stop" feeling her hands lightly pressing on your chest you straightened your back, reopening your eyes. "not here. The kids could wake up or Maggie and Amelia could come back. Let's go to my room"

Wordlessly, Meredith led you to her room and before che could lock the door your lips were already on her neck. Once in the privacy of her room she let out a light laugh, the feather-light pressure on her skin and the relaxation she could finally allow herself to feel were to blame.

This time, her steps backwards were conscious, using the hands in your hair to guide you to her bed. Pulling away from her, you used the time she laid on the bed to take off your shirt, then came to rest on top of her.

You benefited from the streetlight coming from the slightly open window to look over her features, all the little details you were never able to see from afar. She started doing the same. Your nose and your cheeks, even the shape of your eyes were very different from Derek's. She was looking at someone completely different, and the only thing she could care about right now was memorizing those new features by heart.

Starting with your lips.

She interrupted your staring, tugging you down by your neck - not that you were about to complain - and started kissing you once more.

Keeping your weight off her with one hand, the other started feeling her stomach through her shirt, until two fingers at the base of her hips pushed the fabric up. She shivered, and allowed you to take it off, levelling the playing field.

Another shiver made its way up her spine once your lips connected with her collarbone, where you left open mouthed kisses, stopping where you could feel her heart beating underneath her skin, and gently nibbled on it to gauge her reaction.

Her hands shot up to your hair and, before you could get the wrong idea, her fingers started messaging your scalp, silently encouraging you to continue.

She could feel herself getting more restless with every mark you left on her skin, swallowing every moan she could. She knew she had to keep quiet or her kids would wake up, but when your tongue swiped over the reddened area it was hard to keep her sighs at bay.

Your hands kept wandering all over her skin, with Meredith gasping every time your nails digged in her hot skin. They reached behind her back, and met no resistance as you unclasped her bra and threw it across the room.

You must have been staring for a long time because the blonde started to miss your hot tongue, and she reopened her eyes to find your fixated expression.

Her lips widened into a grin. Hands cupped your cheeks as a sweet voice called your name. "are you not going to do anything?" Her light teasing matched her joyful eyes, making you giggle with her.

"on it, beautiful" you smiled, reaching up to kiss her nose. Had her heart not soared at the one word compliment she probably would have laughed at you. She was liking this more than she was willing to admit.

Your lips made their way back downstairs, now being able to taste the recently hidden areas. Meredith's back arched as soon as your tongue met her nipple, pressing into you.

When your fingers started making their way downstairs her eyes followed you closely, but threw her head back in surprise when they pressed against her core, slipping through her pants. Despite being covered by her blue panties, Meredith could feel every little movement against her clit. Unfortunately tho, it wasn't even close to being enough.

"Take it off. Take it all off" a shaky breath came out of her lips, demanding as always. Briefly looking up at her, cheeks red and blonde hair spread all over the pillow, you didn't hesitate to do as she asked.

As she sighed in relief with the new found freedom, you sat back on your knees, just caressing the skin of her legs in a comfortable silence. You had to stop the smile threatening from forming on your lips at the privileged position you were in. The enormous display of trust Meredith was showing you.

To repay her efforts, you attach your mouth to her inner thighs. The woman let out a surprised moan at the pleasantly interrupted pause, the pillow softening her fall.

Before she could complain once again, you brought your mouth in between her legs, licking along her clit. This was the first time Meredith couldn't contain her moan, giving all of herself to you. You kept the motion going for a while, gifting her body with slow strides of your tongue as well as quick kitten licks to her entrance, and despite teeth sinking harshly into bruised lips, whines and little sighs of your name were getting louder and louder, slipping out unwanted.

Although you were loving the effect your administrations had on her, you could tell not being able to be quiet was getting to her, holding her breath after every particularly loud moan, to the point where she was only partly concentrating on her own pleasure. And where was the fun in that?

You quickly removed yourself from her clit, discreetly licking her juice from your chin. Too lost in her own head, Meredith only noticed you stopped once she saw in front of her face. She blinked twice, dumbfounded, she just hoped you weren't one of those people who didn't understand when a woman came. But apparently you were only waiting for her, because as soon as she tilted her head up, your lips were on hers.

She softly hummed at the taste of herself on your tongue, and softly caressed your cheek as a thank you for the distraction. Your intent was not to distract her, on the opposite, you wanted all her attention to the matter at hand.

"focus on me"

Your hand silently came down to her pussy, skillfully replacing your tongue, entering her with one finger. Meredith welcomed the new touch with open arms - and legs - meeting your slow pace with a rise and fall of her hips. Hands came up to your shoulders and pushed you down onto her body, to feel your whole body weight on her. The position made it hard to move your hands freely but you'd never deny her the closeness.

That's why, as soon she bit onto your bottom lip, wordlessly commanding you to do more, you didn't waste a second before adding another finger. Increasing the pace.

Her back arched off the bed and her breath got caught in her throat. The blonde was a disaster at this point, messily moving her hips to gain more friction and heavly breathing in your mouth.

Since she couldn't keep up with your kisses, you detached yourself form her lips, creating a wet trail all the way down to her neck, attaching your teeth to her pulse point. Meredith brought her hand up to her mouth to stifle her moans that started to escape as soon as your thumb started rubbing her clit.

Violent twitches of her hips indicated she was close to her orgasm, so you kept your restless pace up, hitting that soft spot inside her with every thrust.

Suddenly, with a cry of your name, Meredith went limp in your arms, the occasional shivers being the only thing flowing through her body. she hid her headon your shoulder, letting you feel every little breath she took. You slowly took your hand away from her core, earning one last gasp from the blonde, bringing it to her stomach to caress the skin there. With your head tilted towards her, you waited for her to look at you to speak.

"you okay?"

She spent several seconds to let her eyes roam over your features, finally without feeling the need to compare you to anyone else. Or to judge herself for doing what felt right.

She didn't respond, not verbally at least, just proceeded to cradle your cheek in her hand and nod, showing you her softest smile. An action so calculated and careless at the same time, vulnerable and unafraid. One you couldn't help but kiss over and over.

Somewhere between the recovery from her intense climax and the increasing intensity of the make out session, Meredith started grinding her hips upward once again, making her intentions crystal clear.

And who were you to deny her.

- - - -

When Meredith woke up the morning after, she found you sleeping next to her, the back of your head facing her. She lowered her gaze to find your hand resting on hers. A minor touch, but much more appreciated than having your whole body weight on her as soon as she woke up.

She smiled, knowing it wasn't an accident.

After a few minutes of her basking in the warmth of the covers - and definitely not thinking about the night before - the blonde heard what could only be described as incoherent mumbling outside of her door. Loud mumbling.

Suddenly, a very concerned- almost scared Maggie and a wide eyed Amelia stumbled into the room, with the latter whisper yelling. "Maggie! what are you doing?"

"there's someone, in Meredith's bed" replied the cardiosurgeon with the same tone, remembering the last time someone 'slept' in Meredith's room. And how badly it ended.

"yea! it's (y/n)"

Maggie opened her to mouth, letting her head whip between the brunette and the back of your head, seeing the familiar haircut. "how did you know?"

Amelia shrugged "I recognized their car"

What the two of them failed to realize was that they were casually 'whispering' to each other in front of their very naked sister and also very naked partner, the only protection being the white covers the blonde kept to her chest.

"what the hell are you two doing in my room?" her voice raised a little by the end of the phrase, making the women's head snap to her. It was a wonder you still hadn't woken up.

"Maggie saw another card in our yard and figured there was someone in your room so she came to check up on you" replied Amelia "I tried to stop her but" she stopped, no point in stating the obvious.

"okay?" Meredith nodded, somewhat irritated someone interrupted her peaceful morning "now, get out!" the two sisters awkwardly nodded, still mumbling on their way out.

She sighed once the door closed, turning her head to look at you. Looking back on last night, there was only one thing Meredith regretted, not locking her damn door.

Suddenly her soft pillow crash landed on your back, and you let out a loud gasp. You raised your head from the pillow you were previously laying on, looking at her with a scowl, utterly confused.

"hello?" you tried to subdue the red flushing to your ears at witnessing Meredith with completely ruined hair and only a thin layer of cloth covering her body.

"you left your car in my yard"

"yea" you nodded "was i supposed to walk here? we're not exactly neighbors" besides, it's not like you planned to spend the night

She just kept looking at you, an unreadable expression on her face, before rolling her eyes "turn around, I need to get ready"

"we don't have work for another two hours?" you furrowed your brows, recalling she had the same schedule as you.

"yes, but I have three kids and all of them need to go to school. Now turn around, or I'll kick you out of here butt naked"

You scoffed at her empty threat, but did as she asked.

She didn't kick you out, but she did make you leave without her kids seeing. Unfortunately though Amelia and Maggie were already making breakfast in the kitchen when you went down the stairs. You decided to ignore how weird they acted as soon as they saw you and got out of the house.

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Hi I love your work so I thought that i would request something. A meredith one where after dereks death she doesn’t want a relationship so she pushes anyone that is interested in her away. But the reader (male or g!n I don’t mind) comes as an new neurosurgeon and makes her fall in love with them. But Meredith being Meredith feels bad about moving on from Derek and tries to distance herself. So the reader tries to explain and to show her that she deserves being loved and that Derek would want her to move on. You can add some soft smut at the end if you want, like reader is trying to make her feel loved and wanted. (btw sorry for the long request)

You deserve a second chance

Meredith Grey x gn!reader

A/N: hello and thank you! it turned into a kinda one-sided-hate to lovers cause I think it's fitting, also I had to separate this into two parts because it came out too long (part 2 now out!)

Warnings: slight angst, cursing

Word count: 3.1k

Everything felt new.

The halls were the same, the rooms were the same, Meredith could map the entire building with her eyes closed and could tell you the quickest route to any elevator or the best on-call room for every floor. That's how much she knew the hospital.

But as she walked through the corridors she couldn't help but feel like a stranger. Every patient she was treating was gone and there were some new faces among the nurses too. Despite her indisputable abilities Meredith felt like an intern all over again.

That's what a year away from everyone can do to you.

But she felt the need to come back, she had to; so there she was, looking at the board to check her next surgery.

"I thought Amelia had a day off" she whispered with furrowed eyebrows, remembering how the Shepherd offered to babysit her kids while she was at work, so the aneurysm scheduled for noon was confusing.

But as she moved her eyes to the doctor's name in charge of the surgery, she felt an unhealthy amount of bile forming up in her throat.

- - - -

"You hired a new neurosurgeon?" it didn't take long for Meredith to find Webber, and talk to him in a way that was too loud to be professional, and too angry to be directed at her boss.

"Meredith" he couldn't say he was surprised, in fact he was almost expecting the outburst. So he asked the resident he was talking to leave them alone before turning to look at her "you know we had to" he already knew what to say

"there's already Amelia. There's no need to hire someone else" her eyes were frantic as they searched Webber's, and maybe somewhere in her head she knew she was being unreasonable, but all she could see right now was her husband being replaced without a care.

"Derek wasn't working here anymore Meredith" Richard kept his tone even, while subtly trying to get everyone's attention off them "you know how many people come to this hospital every day, Amelia couldn't do it all on her own" Amelia, because using the brunette's last name wouldn't be a great move right now. "and (y/l/n) is a very capable surgeon so I want them working here."

The blonde loudly sighed and squeezed her eyes shut "I have a surgery" that technically wasn't a lie, but her main goal was to get out of there

The man watched her leave with a sigh. Hopefully with time Meredith would see he made the right choice.

- - - -

For the next few weeks Meredith avoided you, she saw you talking to your patients, she saw your face, so she knew who to avoid. This was a big hospital, it shouldn't be hard to do it for as long as she needed to, even if that was forever.

But she was never that lucky.

She opened the door to the x-ray room where Amelia told her she would be, her head lowered to look at her patient's scans. "Amelia can you take a look at this, I think-" she stopped mid sentence when she found you looking at her, arm propped up on the armrest of the chair with a curious look on your face. An empty chair next to you.

This was the first time she looked into your eyes.

"you're not Amelia"

"clearly not" you chuckled. The first time she heard your voice. "she just got called into surgery, but you can ask me if you need a consult" you offered, peering at the scans in her hands.

"no it's okay" she shook her head after a second "I'll just wait for her"

"oh I don't think you want to" you interjected, getting up from your seat "she should be in there for hours and if it's urgent you better ask me" you gently took the scans from her and started esaminating them, earning a stern look from the surgeon. "what do you think it is?"

Even though you just asked it to know her opinion, Meredith took that as a sign you didn't know how to do your job. Just what she needed to hate you more.

"an aneurysm." she answered anyway "They brought her to me because she was complaining about stomach pain, but as I was talking to her I noticed-"

"It's a tumor" you stated with confidence, not raising your head from the papers.

"what? no I think-" she started, but you cut her off once more.

"is her vision blurry?"

Meredith rolled her eyes "dark spots around the corner of her eyes"

You quietly nodded to yourself "it's almost touching the optic nerve. We need to operate soon if we don't want her going blind" you gave her the scans back, and she instantly took them "I'll book an O.R. for tomorrow"

She bit her tongue to prevent herself from mentioning that 'we' you used. Instead she nodded, murmured a 'thanks' and got out of the room.

- - - -

"this is an aneurysm, right?"

Amelia's eyes fell on the scans Meredith showed her as soon as she got out of surgery, gloves still on. She gave the woman a confused look, but didn't say anything, and freed her hands to flip through the papers.

"I tried asking (Y/l/n) but they seemed uncertain so I want a second op-"

"nop, it's a tumor" she quickly answered, with the same confidence you showed a couple of hours before "and it's close to the optic nerve, have you booked an O.R. yet?"

Meredith sighed and started following Amelia through the halls "yes, (Y/l/n) did"

"good, then you're all set. Why did you ask me?"

she wasn't expecting Meredith to tell her the truth. She often bragged about her ability to keep her feelings hidden, but she asked anyway.

And she did it this time too "I told you they seemed uncertain"

"you don't like them" Amelia stopped in front of the other woman, almost making her bump into her. She saw the defensive stance the blonde took, and continued talking. "you don't like that they're a neurosurgeon like Derek was, and you don't like that they work here, like Derek did"

Meredith shook her head, not liking the look on the brunette's face. She tried to deny her, but couldn't find an excuse believable enough for Amelia to drop it. So she kept silent.

"trust me, I know because I did too" her voice turned somewhat softer "it took me weeks not to cuss them out every chance I got." she stopped for a second, her old feelings resurfacing "they're not trying to replace Derek, okay? they're just doing their job, and we should let them" she ended with a shrug and raised the scans in her hands "and this is a tumor, so trust them in the O.R."

- - - -

The next day, Meredith reluctantly scrubbed in with you, and let you work on her patient's brain while she worked on her liver. It was a standard procedure on her part, so she had no problem in keeping an eye on you from time to time.

Your hands were steady and your eyes were focused, never wavering from your work, your voice soft as you talked to your resident, explaining your steps to him and asking him questions.

Your voice held the same softness whenever you tried to make small talk with Meredith, and every time, she shot you down. She didn't sound particularly rude - Amelia's words echoing in her head - but she wasn't craving to chitchat.

- - - -

It was only when the patient was discharged that she willingly started a conversation with you.

"thanks for the help, by the way" was all she said, so gently you thought she was talking to someone else. But you shook your head and smiled at her regardless, claiming it was a pleasure. She offered you a polite smile, and went off to do her own thing.

From that moment on you started talking more and more each day, and it wasn't always job-related.

You started hanging out with Amelia so she often found you sitting on her couch when she got back from work; you told her you would stop if it made her uncomfortable, but she assured you it was fine. Besides, it was Amelia's house too, so she had every right to invite you any time she wanted.

That's what she told herself, the only reason why she didn't mind you being at her place.

Actually, that was not the only reason.

"Bailey loves when you play with him, and it actually gives me a break from keeping an eye on all three of them, so really, don't worry about it" in the time you spent at her place, you also met her kids, and they seemed to love you. Well, of course kids like someone who plays with them and hands them candies while their mother isn't looking.

But that's it. Meredith didn't have any ulterior motives for wanting you near her all the time.

You, on the other end, wanted to be near Meredith without hiding behind the excuse of hanging out with Amelia or helping her babysit.

When you first came to grey sloan memorial you had already heard about Meredith and her mother. Sure, you learned from experience to never trust rumors and to only believe what happened right in front of your eyes.

But you saw Meredith Grey operate, you saw how her brain worked while in the O.R., and how it worked outside of it. And you wanted to see more of it.

You couldn't say you were the only one, or at least you thought- hoped so.

Meredith kept on giving you mixed signals, and after what Amelia told you about Derek and what happened to him you decided to go at her pace, and only ask her out directly once you were sure she liked you back and was ready.

But that didn't stop you from testing the waters.

- - - -

"so you think we should go for the heart first?" he raised his eyebrows

"I mean, yea but you'd have to be quick, I can't waste time" you could feel Riggs' eyes on you as you observed the charts

"quantify quick"

You shrugged "I don't know, an hour? We can't leave him open for too long"

"no that's not enough time, if I rush things I could kill him" And with a shake of the man's head, you were back to square one.

Impossible cases were fun only once you found a way to make them possible. But after two hours in the same room with Riggs, you were still in that gray area between the two.

"what are you two grumbling about?" a familiar voice made itself known, making the both of you turn to the door.

"brainstorming" Riggs replied simply "you wanted something?"

"hi Mer" you interjected, your smile growing in size when she reciprocated.

"Maggie wanted you to take a look at these, they're not urgent but page her as soon as you do" she handed him three charts, probably Maggie's patients' "everyone seems to be delegating today" she added with a sigh.

While the cardiac surgeon started flipping through the pages, you took in Meredith's hooded eyes and loose ponytail "you okay?"

She was silent for a second, before shrugging "Zola didn't want to go to sleep last night and didn't want to go to school today, Ellis cried all night and Bailey gave me two of her patients-"

"Bailey your son?"

"the chief" she squinted her eyes unamused, while Riggs' laugh echoed between the two of you "so I'll be better once I get home" she resumed

You glanced at the man, making sure he was invested in the papers Maggie gave him, before clearing your throat "hey, uhm" you waited for Meredith to look at you "I'm going to the bar to get a drink later, want to join me for a bite?"

She opened her mouth, seemingly debating on her answer, then shook her head after a minute "I can't, I have to put the kids to bed I'm sorry-"

"no no it's okay, don't worry" you waved your hand around, lightly swaying in your chair.

Meredith responded to your small smile with one of her own, though her eyes seemed to not want to end it there.

"uh, don't forget to page Maggie when you're done with them" she told Riggs. Then, with a small wave, she got out of the room.

"Yikes" the sound of papers colliding loudly with the table made you turn your neck to the other surgeon.

"what"

"nothing it's just" he shrugged his shoulders at your accusatory tone "I've been in your shoes, it's hard. good luck" he shook his head "I mean I failed so you definitely need it"

"oh fuck off, and focus on the case" you shot him a look and rolled your eyes at his arrogant, amused smile.

Riggs laughed at your comment, ready to respond, but the way you were biting on your lip, visibly lost in the papers in front of you, prevented him from doing so.

"Do you have an idea?"

It took a few more seconds, before you got up from your seat, relieved smile gracing your face "Maggie could be there too. She can take care of the heart and you'll work on the veins around it. How long do you think it'll take?"

Riggs thought it over, before nodding with a smile "I'd say no more than forty minutes"

"That way we won't leave him open for too long"

"we should have Meredith here more often" he joked, pointing a finger in your direction.

- - - -

After figuring the case out with Riggs you had just hoped for a quiet rest of the shift; but the world didn't want that for you, as one of you patients got rushed into surgery, so here you were now, getting out of the hospital two hours after your shift normally ended.

You stopped mid yawn when you heard footsteps quickly approaching. Turning around, you found Meredith standing in front of you, now dressed in her normal clothes, brown jacket around her shoulders, and ragged breaths coming out of her mouth.

"you're still here? I thought you already went home?"

She remained silent for a second to consider her words, covering it up as just catching her breath, then quickly spoke up "you're driving"

"what?"

"to the bar." She started explaining, watching as a smile started to make itself present on your face "I'm too tired to drive and I want to drink so you'll drive me home too"

You were actually about to go home, the day had taken a toll on you so you had decided to just go home to sleep. But Meredith didn't need to know that.

You would withhold that small information since she finally accepted to go out with you.

You weren't even sure you could call it 'going out', you didn't phrase it like that and you don't think she would have agreed to it if you did.

So this was just two friends hanging out. You'd take whatever she was willing to give you.

"okay" you said "my car is that way"

- - - -

The 'friendly hangout' went well, thankfully there was never tension or awkward silence when the two of you were alone.

Sober Meredith ranted to you about her stressful day and how she wanted to ground all three of her children for a whole week so she could get some rest. While tipsy Meredith scolded you for even thinking about work or your personal problems, "we came here to relax" she claimed, completely oblivious to her own hypocrisy.

And just as you promised, you didn't have a single glass of liquor, so you could drive a tipsy Meredith home, safe and sound.

"I left my car at the hospital" when she spoke up again after a quiet car ride - where you suspected she fell asleep - her words weren't slurred anymore, but they were still hard to hear with how her face was squashed against your shoulder. She was trying to keep herself warm, she said, tightening the jacket around her middle.

You were careful with your steps as to not make her lose balance. You were almost at her porch by now.

"I know, I drove us to the bar" You stopped walking and Meredith straightened her back.

You kept quiet, not wanting to disturb the atmosphere of the night, while she turned her body to unlock the door.

All the lights were off and the house seemed to be completely silent, Amelia and Maggie were probably already asleep. You let out a quiet yawn, shaking your head to try and wake yourself up. You couldn't afford to fall asleep on the road.

In the meantime, Meredith was still facing the door, the key was inside the hole but you didn't hear it turn yet. Her head hung low while her hand delicately gripped the door handle.

Before you could question it she turned around, letting her bag fall to the ground. She took a step closer to you, heart beating wildly in her chest paired with a weird ringing in her ears. It was only partially due to the alcohol.

You kept looking at her, a small smile on your lips despite your confusion, and she soon found herself unable to look away.

Your eyes were soft, she noticed, they were darker under this light but she could still catch a glimpse of their natural colour. She took a step closer, wanting to take a better look. You raised your hand along your waist in surprise, and she almost thought you were about to touch her. Almost wished you did.

Yet another step was taken, to the point where your feet were almost touching.

She didn't notice you leaning in.

From this distance Meredith could smell your perfume clearly. She already knew she liked it, she got acquainted with it while her head was resting on your shoulder. You didn't reek of alcohol, if there was any trace of it she knew it was her fault. But you still smelled the same you did hours ago.

Her hand grabbed your forearm to keep you there. She liked your perfume. It was new, it was different. Different from-

She took two steps back. Derek never smelled like that.

You tried taking a step forward, calling after her, but her hand left your forearm and moved in between you two to stop your movements.

"it's late" she shook her head, picking up her bag from the floor "you should go"

You opened your mouth, your defeated look was probably why she avoided your eyes "Mer"

"you should go" she repeated, and her hand was already pushing the door open, quickly disappearing behind it.

You refrained yourself from yelling after her, not wanting to wake up anyone, so you just sighed, heading back to your car.

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midnightlizard · 7 months ago

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Would you be open to writing a Vic Hughes x reader fic?

of course! I'd love to :) just send me your idea/prompt

#vic hughes x reader #vic hughes #ask #elliegcmxmz

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since it's canon that wednesday has been down bad for enid since day 1

the texts are from Wednesday: A Novelization of Season One by Tehlor Kay Mejia (official, licensed by netflix)

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How would Nia Nal react to her little brother getting hurt on a mission?

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Word count: 1.3k

oh she'd be furious, livid even

The only words that came out of her mouth every time you got hurt were cuss words and harsh remarks.

When it comes to a small cut or a superficial bruise you could get away with a simple scolding and a slap of the wrist.

But whenever it was something serious - which in Nia's terms could mean a broken bone - she would become insufferable, snapping at everyone who dares mentioning the mission for the following days.

One could say things got a lot better after a long and difficult conversation between her and Alex, you don't know what really went down in the office the day you heard your sister shouting at the redhead, or rather with the redhead, you just noticed a much deeper bond between the two. Having more things in common than you think.

However, things were still tense with you, you tried to be patient because you knew she was just worried about you.

But sometimes she really didn't think the effect her words could have on you.

This time you got hurt. Badly. It wasn't life-treathning or anything, it just looked bad on the outside and felt worse on the inside. You'll manage, you've suffered worse things in your life.

In the week that you spent in the DEO recory room, your sister never came to check up on you. You could see her walking past the glass door time and time again. Sometimes she was wearing her suit and was clearly in a hurry, and sometime she was wearing her normal clothes, walking with someone. They would greet you with a smile and a small wave, while the only interaction you got from Nia was a quick glance towards you, before she lowered her head to look at the ground.

So much for worry.

When Alex said you could finally be dismessed you didn't know how to feel, you were obviously happy to get back to your normal life, but the mere though of having to interact with Nia - even though she was the one avoiding you in the first place - almost made you nauseous.

Alex could see the battle in your mind displayed in the crease of your eyebrows, and decided to speak up softly "You know she cares about you, right?"

You sighed "I know" you knew better than to judge your sister on a simple, very hurtful, very confusing behaviour "I just don't get all that anger towards me, I might have made a mistake but the mission was still a success"

"She's didn't ignore you out of anger, (Y/N)" you scoffed at that.

"Then why would she?" you slightly raised your voice, thanfully Alex didn't take it to heart.

She offered you a kind smile, this all situation reminding her of when Kara first revealed herself to the world "I can't tell you that, what I can tell you is that you should give Nia a chance to explain herself"

You kept replaying Alex's words in your head as your leaned your elbows on the balcony of the DEO. It was nithtime by now and the chilly air was sneaking through you light shirt hitting you warm chest. You preferred this rather than the costant tempersture of the hospital room. And the sunset was a sight to behold from this height.

"You shouldn't be out here without a jacket, you could catch a cold"

You turned around at the sound of her voice, slightly limping as you did so. You crossed you arms over your chest. She must have seen you shiver a moment ago. "As if you care"

"Of course I do" she admitted quietly, wounded by your assumption. Nia tried looking into your eyes but your hard gaze only made her lower her head once again.

Then it came. The question Nia was dreading to hear - "Then why have you been ignoring me all week?" - but one she knew she had to answer nonetheless.

"I wanted to, I really did" she began fiddling with her fingers, her eyes moving around, not daring to reach your own. This was the first time you saw her more insecure than angry. "But every time I thought about coming into your room, looking at your wounds would have brought me back to that night. And how it could have gone differently-"

"oh my god would you drop it already?" the brunette was taken aback by your outburst "you need to stop lecturing me about every single mistake i make!"

"what are you talking about?" she stammered out.

"ever since I started using my powers you have tried to stop me, I just want to help people like you but you won't let me!"

"I'm not trying to stop you!" she started screaming too now "you're my little brother, I'm trying to protect you"

You took a big breath when you saw Nia having a hard time finding words and handing them to you in a way you would understand. And screaming at each other was definetly not going to help.

You leaned back against the balcony behind you. Standing was starting to hurt but you were not planning on telling your stupidly over-protective sister that. "Look, I know what I signed up for when i started working for the DEO. I knew the risks but I still decided to take the job because helping people with my gift is what I want to do. I'm sure you can understand that. I'm not a kid anymore, you can't keep me under your wing forever"

She took a glance at the dark sky, trying to blink her tears away so her words woulnd't come out in big hiccups. "I know that, I really do" she inhaled sharply.

Had you not been holding onto the railing for dear life, you would have gone up to her and gave her your hands to play with. Something you always used to do whenever she was a little kid scared of her real self. Or a grown woman worried about her gift.

"I don't want to stop you. I just- You'd think I would be able to predict whenever my family is about to get hurt. But I never do." She finished with a shrug, gesturing to the bandages still decorating your body.

Then it hit you. You never actually saw past the facade. You always thought all her anger was a mask to her worry, that it was fake.

But it was very real, you were just not the target.

"I never expect for you to save me, you know that right?" You spoke in a much softer voice.

You carefully strided across the room, noticing Nia's gaze stuck on your limping. Once you were in front of her she reached her arms out to grasp yours to offer stability, which you gladly accepted.

"And neither should you. Your gift is to help civilians and save the city. Your little brother can take care of himself"

Lifting her head, the brunette mirrored your smile, finding comfort in the warmth of your skin under her hands.

"I'm always going to be worried about you"

"And that's fine, I'm worried about you too" your hands coming up to caress her shoulders "You could just, stop being a bitch every time I get hurt"

The hand resting on your arm became a punch and she rolled her eyes "and you could stop getting hurt every time"

"Oh come on you know damn well I don't"

After the laughter died down on both parts Nia tugged on your slevee "come on, let's go home. You're staying at my apartment tonight"

You followed her inside, surrounded by a much warmer environment. You knew the two of you had still some things to work out, Nia wasn't going to suddenly stop feeling at fault every time something happened to you, but now you could be on her side, and not on the other side of the battlefield.

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