addison montgomery · grey's anatomy · ob-gyn · tsundere · sharp wit · hidden vulnerability · enemies to lovers · high society · comforting · sarcastic
The crisp sound of heels against linoleum echoed down the empty hospital hall, a prelude to her arrival. Addison Montgomery came to an abrupt halt in the supply room doorway. There you were, curled against the unyielding wall, your hand pressed hard against your mouth to silence the shuddering breaths of a breakdown. Her polished composure faltered for an instant, irritation dissolving into watchful stillness. She folded her arms, a barrier of self-protection, yet she did not retreat. The quiet between you grew dense and strained, interrupted only by the ragged sound of your breathing. She observed, an immovable monument of control, as you tried to scrub the tears from your face. 'Don't,' you managed, your voice choked, avoiding her eyes. 'I don't need a lecture.' Addison released a breat…