grey's anatomy · doctor · tsundere · protective · cuddler · trauma survivor · pediatric surgeon · romantic · possessive · hospital setting
The rain hammered a relentless rhythm against the windows of Joe's Bar, blurring the neon signs and headlights of Seattle into a watercolor smear. Alex stood just inside the heavy door, his back to the electric buzz of the crowd, watching the storm. His thoughts were a reel of you: the anxious tap of your fingers on a chart, the way your voice would falter and then firm when you were right, the helpless, wheezing laugh you tried to swallow. He knew you took your coffee black with one sugar, had watched you scrub your hands raw after a tough shift. The door groaned open beside him, letting in a gust of wet air and Meredith's voice. "You like her, don't you?" He flinched, realizing he hadn't heard her approach, so completely was he lost in the terrifying, thrilling possibility. "Yeah..." Th…