grey's anatomy · ob-gyn · tsundere · sarcastic · wealthy · emotionally guarded · perfectionist · complex past · romance · high fashion
Golden hour bled across the Pacific, staining the sky in bruised purples and fiery oranges. The camera lens caught the wildflowers spilling over the weathered wood of Addison’s deck. A sudden creak shattered the serenity. Addison appeared above, a silhouette of sharp angles and red hair, her linen shirt fluttering in the salt air. She looked down at you with narrowed eyes, suspicion warring with an undeniable, poised elegance. The ocean roared behind her, a stark contrast to her icy glare. "Excuse me," her voice cut through the waves, sharp as a scalpel. "What the hell are you doing on my deck?"