author’s note: here is my masterlist of all my fics so far! which will be updated regularly. as for my posting schedule i don’t have specific upload days, but i do try to upload at least once a week.
just so you are aware, all my fics are x female reader, but i welcome everyone and anyone to read my fics. as always pls always read the description and tags before reading!!!
content: not proofread, no use of y/n, fluff, whitaker calls reader baby.
summary: you try to bake a cake to surprise dennis for his birthday and fail miserably, but him being the sweetest boyfriend pretends it's the best cake he’s ever tasted.
a/n: this ones a short and sweet one. the idea came to me at 2:30am whilst being in a terrible writing block, enjoy!
The smell of the freshly baked cake filled the car as you made your way to the hospital to surprise Dennis. Your face was beaming with excitement as you entered through the waiting room. Lupe immediately spots you and waves you over.
“What do you have there my dear?”
“Okay don’t be too loud, but it’s Dennis’ birthday and I came to surprise him with a cake.” You say in a hushed voice.
“How sweet, you can just head back there. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind you popping in quickly.”
You give her a smile and a wave bye before walking in. Dana spots you and her expression is a mix of shock and happiness.
“Oh sweetheart,” She pulls you into a hug. “What a sight for sore eyes you are! Are you alright?”
“Yes everything is fine Dana, don’t you worry.”
“Here to see Dennis I assume?” She smiles while pulling away from the hug.
“Actually yes, I brought him cake as a surprise for his birthday. Could you call him to the break room? I'll wait for him there. Wouldn’t want to ruin the surprise.”
She brings a hand to her chest and nods once. “Of course sweetheart.”
You make your way across from the nurses station into the break room, removing the plastic wrap covering the cake. Shortly after Dennis comes and as soon as he enters you pop the confetti popper you brought with you to surprise him.
“Surprise!!”
He’s startled by the noise for a moment, but once his eyes lock on you he rushes over and pulls you into a tight hug.
“Fuck… I’m so glad to see you baby.” He grabs your head, kissing your forehead.
You kiss him on the cheek. “What do you think of my cake?”
His eyes move to the decorated cake on the break room table.
“Beautiful baby, it looks delicious.”
“Come on! Taste it and let me know if it’s good.”
Just as he goes to cut himself a piece, Santos and Javadi come into the break room.
“Omg cake!!!” Javadi races over to the table.
“Cute cake!” Trinity chimes in.
“Thanks I made it myself! Help yourselves to a piece, I insist.”
The three of them all take a bite at the same time and you scan their faces for approval. Whitaker coughs into his fist, forcing himself to swallow the piece of burnt cake in his mouth. Javadi and Santos both gag but try to cover it up.
“How does it taste? Did I add too much sugar?”
“No baby! It's perfect. I love it.” He gives you a genuine smile.
“Was the charred taste a stylistic choice? Or…” Santos says under her breath while playing with the fork in her hand.
Javadi nudges her as a sign to stop.
“It was amazing, definitely not too much sugar.” Javadi pats you on the shoulder before leaving, shoving Santos out the door.
Dennis walks over to you and gives you a quick kiss on the lips. “Thank you for the cake and for coming by, but I have to get back to work now. I’ll see you later at home, okay?”
“You’re welcome and I love you, take care of yourself love.”
best friend’s brother | frank langdon x fem reader
pairing: frank langdon x fem reader!
word count: 1.9k
content: not proofread, one time use of y/n, age gap (langdon!30, reader!26), best friend’s brother, height difference (not mentioned), kissing, possible medical inaccuracies, andd i think thats it tbh!
summary: you’ve been roommates with your best friend Aria since you both turned 18 and graduated high school. and she just so happens to also be the sister of your childhood crush. it’s been years since you’ve seen him and you swear your feelings have faded. until you see him again today, right before your first shift at the ptmc, and then again at karaoke night in the local bar.
a/n: i just made some bullshiiiittt !! no seriously i wrote this basically in one sitting. this ones straight from the docs, so enjoy if you decide to read :3
“Hey girl, I told my brother he could crash…” Aria pauses mid-sentence when she sees you fast asleep, sprawled out on your bed.
A soft smile spreads across her face before she leaves your room and disappears back into hers.
You slide out of bed, your blanket slipping off your shoulders as you stand up fully. You let out a loud yawn and rub your eyes while walking out of your room still half asleep.
Your hand is grabbing the door handle to the bathroom when the door flies open, causing you to fall forward into something hard. No, someone.
The hell?
“Woah there.” A man’s voice speaks, and you fly back, eyes so wide they might pop out.
“Shit, I didn’t know Aria invited a guy over.” You drag a hand down your face.
“A guy?— you don’t recognize me, do you?” He raises his brows in confusion.
That’s when you really get a good look at the man in front of you. Your right hand flies over your mouth; It’s him.
You look him up and down, taking note of his amazing physique. “Frank?!”
He leans against the door frame with his arms crossed. The towel around his waist was so low that any big movement would make it slip off.
“That would be correct,” he flashes you a smile.
God, his smile… and when did he gain all that muscle?
“Helloooo earth to Y/n,” Aria waves her hand in front of your face, and you snap out of your daze, straightening up immediately.
She raises a brow while putting away her jacket and bag in her locker.
“Sorry.” You scratch the back of your head, feeling embarrassed.
“What were you thinking about anyway?” She asks.
The picture of Frank shirtless in nothing but a towel comes to mind.
“Oh uh, it’s nothing just—“ You shake your head, “I forgot to bring an extra shirt.”
Aria gives a tight-lipped smile. “Okay… well we should get out there, it’s our first day.”
You attach your badge on and follow Aria out to join the circle of residents and med students by the charting station.
“Gather around everyone! Come closer, I don’t bite.” Robby motions with his hands.
Robby clasps his hands together. “Okay! So, we have some new faces today. Can I get the newbie’s to introduce themselves first?”
“Aria Langdon.”
All eyes fly over to Aria at the mention of her last name.
“Are you by chance related to Frank Langdon?” Robby questions.
She sighs. “Unfortunately.”
You snort at her answer.
And just like Aria summoned him, Frank comes rushing into the circle.
“Sorry I’m late! Oh hey sis.” Frank’s eyes move from Aria to you and he gives you a soft smile.
Your heart skips a beat.
“Second time this week Langdon, don’t let it happen a third time.” Robby gives him a stern warning and Frank nods in response.
“Okay you three,” he points to you, Santos and Javadi. “I will assign you three to Dr. Langdon. The rest of you can follow Dr. McKay over here.”
“Okay go on and try not to fuck anything up today, please.” Robby says before walking off.
“How motivational.” You roll your eyes and snicker, following closely behind Langdon.
“Oh yeah, super.” Santos says with a deadpan expression.
“Multiple GSW victims coming in hot!” Dana yells as she sets down the phone at the nurses station.
Your eyes fly to the sliding door as multiple victims come in one after the other.
“On my count we lift and transfer the patient! One, Two… Three!” Frank orders as you help lift the patient up.
“Checking for an exit wound!” You shout over the chaos.
“through-and-through!”
The next twenty minutes are a blur, machines beeping loudly and orders being shouted across the room at each other. Eventually, everything has calmed down and now it’s just you and Frank in the room cleaning up, checking up on the patient.
He’s about to leave, but before doing so he walks towards you placing a hand on your shoulder and leaning in, his lips brushing up against your ear.
“You handled yourself really well earlier. Good job angel.” He pats you on the shoulder before making his exit. Leaving you there entirely frazzled by the fact he just called you angel.
You feel heat creeping up to your cheeks. He used to call you that all the time when you were still kids. Yet hearing him call you angel again had nearly the same effect as it did when you were 10.
You’re on your way out of the room after finishing up with one of the gunshot victims and find Aria by the charting station.
You approach her and lean against the counter. “How has your morning been so far?”
“Hectic. I mean who knew one could get covered in every bodily fluid possible in the span of 10 minutes.”
You cringe. “Sounds like your morning has been rough.”
She scoffs, “Rough is an understatement, but how has yours been?”
“Not as bad as yours for sure. I just finished up with a gunshot victim.”
“How’s my brother? I know he can be a little much at times, especially at work.”
“Great actually, he told me I did a good job with my first patient.” You leave out the part where he called you angel to avoid any weirdness.
“Really?”
“Yeah… is that not normal?”
“Compliments…” she shrugs. “Not really his thing.”
“I guess he was feeling extra nice today then.”
You take a look around at the ER getting busier and decide to go look at the screen for another patient.
Javadi comes next to you. “Hey, have you seen Dr. Langdon?”
You turn to her. “No, why?”
“I have to ask him about a patient and I can’t find him for the life of me. It’s l— like he got swallowed by a hole in the ER.”
“I can try and find him for you, I’m sure he’s around here somewhere.”
“Thank you so much.” She smiles.
You’re looking through the empty rooms when you spot the room at the very end of the hall and see that the curtains are closed around the bed.
You walk into the room and pull the curtain open to find a shirtless Frank.
Your hands fly to cover your eyes. “Shit! I’m so sorry…”
He lets out a breathy laugh, “We have got to stop meeting like this.”
“I’m not the one who’s shirtless here!” You drop your hands back to your sides.
“Hey in my defense, I needed to change my scrubs because they got dirty.” He reaches for his shirt on the bed and pulls it over his head.
“Anyways, Javadi has been looking for you so I told her I’d find you and now I have so I’m gonna—“ You turn to leave but Frank grabs your wrist.
“Are things going to be awkward between us? I need to know if they are, I can totally get you assigned to Mckay instead.”
“Zero awkwardness on my end, I promise.” You give him a tight-lipped smile and pull your arm out of his grip.
You’re on your way out with Aria when Santos catches up with you guys.
“Heyy, do you guys wanna go to the bar with me? It’s karaoke night!! Mel and Victoria already said yes.”
“I’m down.”Aria looks over at you waiting for your answer.
“If she’s down I am too!”
Luckily you brought a change of clothes just in case you were going out after work. You get changed in the hospital bathroom before heading to the bar with Aria.
“Love the top by the way, your boobs look great.” Aria gives you a double thumbs up as you both enter the bar.
You giggle at her comment and then spot Trinity and the other girls at a booth on the far end.
Mel waves excitedly and hugs you when you slide into the booth next to her.
“This is great! I’m sooo excited!” Mel releases you from her death grip after you tap her on the back.
A few drinks and shots of tequila in and you begin to feel slightly tipsy. Mel and Victoria are now on the mini stage singing their hearts out to ‘What the Hell by Avril Lavigne’ as the crowd sings along, some of them cheering loudly.
“Come on, let's get on the dance floor!” Aria shouts over the loud music as her and Trinity drag you to the dance floor in front of the stage.
You stumble a bit and giggle as they pull you into the dance floor. You’re dancing in front of the stage with the both of them until the song comes to an end and seconds later Trinity pulls you onto stage to sing with her.
The intro of ‘Best Friend’s Brother’ from Victorious starts playing and you scream at the song choice because it’s one of your all time favourites unironically. You and Trinity start singing at the top of your lungs. Then you turn back to the crowd and spot a familiar face, it’s Frank and he’s nodding along to the song while smiling ear to ear.
Frank admires you from the crowd taking in your extra flushed cheeks from one too many drinks and the way your skin shines underneath the overhead lighting on the mini stage. He’d never seen you look so free and beautiful before until now.
You point towards him in the crowd when the second chorus comes on, specifically on the lyrics ‘my best friend's brother is the one for me.” He laughs in response while shaking his head. The beat drops again and you start jumping with Trinity on stage, moving your hips to the song. You both hop off the stage and join the crowd singing until the very end.
Signaling to the girls that you need to use the washroom you make your way out of the crowd and stumble towards the bathroom hands each wall to hold yourself up. You almost trip and fall forward when a hand catches you by your upper arm, steadying you.
You turn around and almost fall backwards when you see who it is.
Frank chuckles. “Careful there,” he snakes a hand around your waist and pulls you in so your chest is against him.
“Langdon…”
“It’s Frank when we aren’t at work.”
He inches his face closer and your breath hitches.
“I- um I have to use the washroom, have a.. good night Langdon.”
You push open the bathroom door and you’re about to close the door when his hand comes between the small gap in the door stopping it from closing. It doesn't take much strength at all for him to push the door open and slip inside with you.
“What are you doing…?” Your heart feels like it's about to beat out of your chest as you take a step backwards.
“Don’t pretend like you weren’t flirting with me from the stage out there.”
“What? I wasn’t!” You argue. Your back hits the cold bathroom wall and Frank cages you in.
“You may be able to lie to Aria about that, but you can’t lie to me. Just admit it.”
“Admit what?” You rub your temples in frustration.
“Admit that you like me.” He says with no hesitation.
No you couldn’t give in that easily.
You sigh loudly. “Langdon, even if you were the last man on earth I still wouldn’t—“
He shuts you up immediately by pulling you into a deep kiss. You hit him on his chest to back off and he does.
All he does is smirk and says, “You were saying?”
You roll your eyes. “I hate you.”
“Keep telling yourself that angel, but I guarantee that when you go home tonight, that kiss is all you’re going to be able to think about for the rest of the week.”
you can’t write two halloween themed fics and not tell us all the costumes! i would love to hear what you think some of the characters would dress up as (maybe specifically mateo and victoria) 🤍🤍🤍
Now that you mention it, it honestly completely slipped my mind especially when I was writing my first halloween fic ‘save a horse, ride a cowboy’ ! I realized I only focused on the readers and Whitaker’s costume. For Victoria I could definitely picture her in a cute mouse costume. Think of a white corset, a grey mini skirt, and of course mouse ears. In my opinion that would look so adorable on her!! As for Mateo I would put him in a chef costume to match with Victoria cause yes I’m a big biggg mavadi fan and I’m proud to admit that. ANYWAYS enough of my rambling lol. If I write another halloween fic in the future I’ll keep this feedback in mind.
author’s note: if you loved ‘save a horse, ride a cowboy’ from me, you’ll love this one just as much! seeing how well that fic did made me want to write more halloween fics for the pitt. as always please like, comment and/or reblog if you enjoyed!
p.s: i’m sorry if this is too lengthy but i got carried away while writing this. let me know if you guys prefer the shorter fics.
word count: 3.5k
pairing: jack abbot x fem reader
content: not proofread, age gap, takes place during the month of oct/halloween, carnival/fair setting, carnival games+food, mentions of blood & injury, height difference (5’9 abbot! 5’3 reader!), girly! fem reader, mel is readers roommate, kissing/making out, abbot volunteering at the carnival/fair as a haunted house actor.
description: mel, despite being easily frightened, enjoys dressing up for halloween and going to the local fair/carnival. she decides to invite you and some of your mutual friends to go with her. you love halloween just as much as the next person, but the idea of people in terrifying costumes and masks jumping out and scaring you was not your idea of halloween fun.
“God that shift drained me.” You plop down on the couch next to Mel.
“Hey, no sitting on the couch with dirty scrubs,” Mel says, making you stand back up.
“They aren’t that dirty, Mel.”
“Doesn’t matter, go change into your pjs first.” Mel demanded while shaking her head in disagreement.
“Fine… I’ll be back in a second.” You sigh before disappearing into your room.
You and Mel have been best friends since med school days, so when the idea of living together came up there was little to no reason why it wouldn’t be a good idea. Mel was always a little more quiet than you, but she greatly enjoyed being around you. Even though you could be a little too loud and talkative, she loved it because she was more of a listener, which meant whenever she was with you, she could be her normal quiet self and you both wouldn’t have it any other way.
You strip out of your scrubs tossing them into your overflowing laundry basket that you’d promise to get done once you weren’t slammed with work. It’s been sitting there for 2 weeks and today was just not the day. You put your hair into a shower cap and hop into the shower to rinse off.
Once you finished washing off, you stepped back into your room and to your bed where your navy blue silk pjs were laid out. You quickly get changed and join Mel back on the couch.
Mel turns her head toward you. “See, it’s not so hard to clean up before sitting on the couch.”
You roll your eyes at her. “Whateverrr.” You kick your slippers off and sit crisscrossed on the couch facing Mel. You continue speaking, “Oh yeah, I meant to ask earlier, but what are the plans for Halloween?”
“Well, you know how our city has a Halloween fair and fright night coming up…” She pauses for a moment before speaking again. “I was thinking we could go to that?… only if you want to of course.” Mel fidgets with her fingers waiting for your response.
“I mean, you get scared easily… so are you sure you want to go to this?”
“Well, I love carnival food, and I saw a video of the funnel cakes they have there and I love funnel cakes. They’re really delicious and did you know funnel cakes—“
You hold up a hand to interrupt, “Okay, Okay, I get your point. I don’t need to know the origin of funnel cakes. If you want to go that badly, we’ll go.”
“Yayy!” Mel clasps her hands together, smiling brightly.
“Let’s go this Saturday since we’re both off.”
“Okay!” She jumps up from the couch excitedly.
“Okay, so I’m thinking we should dress up in costumes,” she suggests.
“Absolutely not.” You cross your arms.
Mel grabs your arm. “Come on! Please.” She pleads, “You don’t have to dress up as anything crazy. Just don’t let me dress up alone.”
You sigh in defeat, “Fine, but only because you’re asking.”
Mel jumps on you pulling you into a tight hug, so tight you can barely breathe.
You pat her on the back as you let out a strangled voice, “Mel… I can’t breathe…”
She pulls away quickly. “Oh! I’m so sorry!”
You let out a sigh of relief with a hand resting on your chest. “It’s okay… I’m fine now.”
Mel sits back down on the couch facing you. “So how was working night shift for a change?”
“Mm it was okay. I think it was just as bad as day shift, but slightly more relaxed with Abbot there.”
“I bet.” She chuckles and raises a hand to cover her smile.
You raise a brow at her. “What’s that supposed to mean??”
“We all know about your crush on Abbot.”
“Who’s we? And FYI, I do not have a crush on him.”
“Santos, Garcia, Whitaker…” She goes on listing basically all the day shift and some people from the night shift.
“How do so many people know about this?”
“It’s pretty obvious…” She scratches the back of her neck awkwardly.
“It is not, and me admitting he’s hot doesn’t mean I like him.”
“Uh huh… sure.”
“I don’t like him!”
“Are you trying to convince me or are you trying to convince yourself?”
“You are impossible, Mel.” You lean back against the couch with your hands covering your face.
“I’m just stating facts.”
“Sure he’s hot, but there’s no way me and him could ever be a thing.” You throw your hands up and shrug.
“Who says you can’t? You’re both adults, and you’re smoking hot as well.”
You let out a huff. “Please Mel, I doubt he’d find a woman in her twenties a suitable match for him.”
“You will never know if you don’t give it a shot.”
“This conversation is over.” You push yourself off the couch and walk over to the kitchen.
Mel follows behind. “Oh no it isn’t!”
“Well I want it to be.” You reply with your back still facing her as you grab two cups from the cupboard.
“Okay fine. We’ll move onto another topic. Can we go shopping tomorrow for our costumes.”
“Can’t. I have another night shift tomorrow.”
“Again? Is Robby making you?”
“Yeah, he is, and he told me Abbot enjoys me on his team. Might even make me permanently part of the night shift, only if I want to, of course.”
You pour hot water from the kettle into both mugs and throw in the tea bags. You open another cupboard and grab the honey out and ask Mel if she wants any in her sleepy time tea. She nods in response and mouths a quiet thank you.
“No problem, now drink up.” You slide one of the mugs towards her while taking a sip of your own.
“So how are we gonna shop for our Halloween costumes then?” She asks, bringing the mug to her mouth.
You shrug. “Guess we’ll have to do our shopping separately, but hey, maybe Trinity could come with you to the mall instead of me.”
“I guess so.” Mel looks down in disappointment.
“Come on Mel, it’ll be fun to surprise each other with our costumes.” You give her a gentle nudge with your fist.
“You’re right,“ She yawns. “I think I’m going to hit the hay now.”
“Alright then, goodnight!”
You rise out of bed slowly with one hand shielding your eyes from the rays of the sun coming through your window. It’s about midday at this point and Mel is long gone already since she works the day shift. You reach for your robe on the edge of your bed and slip it on before climbing out.
Before you know it, you’re walking through the automatic doors of the ER and heading for the lockers. Mel spots you while she’s in the middle of helping a patient and gives you a quick wave before turning her attention back to her patient.
You’re in the middle of putting your things away when Abbot comes in.
“Hey, how are you?” he asks.
“Doing just fine, and you?”
“Fine as well. Oh, and if you could… can you clock in right now and help day shift wrap up some cases?”
“Yeah sure, why not?”
“That’s my girl, I know I can always count on you.” He winks and pats you on the shoulder.
You feel the heat rising up to your cheeks. 'Did he just call you his girl?' No. Snap out of it. Confusion and concern fill his gaze as he keeps staring at you.
He finally asks, “Are you okay?”
“Oh yeah, everything’s peachy!”
Peachy?? Seriously, out of any other response you could’ve given him, you chose the worst possible one. It’s like every time you open your mouth to talk to him, suddenly you don’t know how to speak properly, it’s ridiculous.
The shift flew by. Thankfully, after that awkward moment with Abbot, you couldn’t wait to get out of this hell hole. You grab your stuff and head out the doors before anyone can make you stay longer. As soon as you enter the parking lot, you find Mel waiting for you, leaned up against her car.
You walk over to her and give her a big hug, taking in a deep inhale. “I’m so glad to see you.”
“Glad to see you too. How was your shift? Anything interesting happen?” She circles around to the driver’s side and gets into the car.
You open the passenger side and slip in. “Actually… yes.”
Both her eyebrows raised up. “Oh?”
“Well, it was nothing crazy, but I had a bit of an awkward moment with Abbot when I came in for my shift.”
“Do share with the class,” Mel says as she starts up the car and reverses out of the parking spot.
You go on a long rant before finally saying, “Long story short, he called me his girl and I turned bright fucking red right in front of him and when he asked if I was okay, instead of saying yes like any normal person would, I said Oh yeah, everything’s peachy!”
Mel chuckles. “Peachy?”
“Yes and the worst part is he stood there smiling at me the whole time, looking like he just came out of a magazine cover while I embarrassed myself!”
“Aww girl, it’s okay. I’m sure he found it funny…”
Before you knew it, Saturday evening had rolled around, and now you were getting ready with Mel and Trinity in your apartment. Mel sits on the edge of your bed with Trinity standing in between her legs doing her Halloween makeup.
“Mel, stop moving so much, I’m going to ruin your makeup!”
“I’m sorry but the makeup brush tickles!” Mel fights back a smile.
You look at them and smile before walking into your bathroom to change into your costume. You decided on being cat woman since the costume was just a long sleeved black jumpsuit and a corset, making it easy to put on compared to other costumes at the store. Bonus points because it would keep you warmer too.
You put on the black cat ears and do a little spin in the mirror to make sure everything looks good.
“Hey guys? I have my costume on now.” You call out from inside the bathroom.
“Ooh come out! Let us see!” Trinity shouts back.
You open the bathroom door slowly and step out. Mel and Trinity’s mouths drop open at the first glance of your costume. You bite your bottom lip waiting for them to say something.
“Is it too much? I could change if it is.”
“You look…” Mel pauses.
“Hot!” Trinity says
“You really think so?”
“Oh I know so! Who knew you had such a killer body under those scrubs!”
You laugh in response to her comment and then go to check your phone for the time.
“Hey, it’s 6:20pm. We should get a move on soon since the fair opens at 7:00pm.”
“Okay! My makeup is done, I just need to put on my costume.” Mel stands up from the bed and goes to change in your bathroom.
The parking lot starts to fill up quickly around you as the time gets closer to 7. Luckily, you all got there with enough time to get a good parking spot close to the entrance. You turn the engine off and step out of the car with Mel and Trinity.
That’s when you catch sight of the big crowd and the lineup at the entrance that are getting increasingly longer by the minute. The three of you hurry your way to the shortest line and get through within ten minutes of standing there.
“Ahhh! Fucking hell!” Trinity screams as one of the fright night workers dressed as jigsaw jumps out from the side and scares her shitless.
You and Mel both explode into laughter and Trinity gives you both a death stare. You stick a tongue out at her and blow a raspberry. The smell of all the sweet carnival foods fill your nose, your mouth watering just thinking about eating them all.
“Hey look funnel cakes!” You point out to the colourfully lit up booth to your left.
“Oh my gosh, yes I’m so hungry right now.” Mel’s face lights up instantly when she sees the funnel cakes.
“Me too. I haven’t eaten since my shift ended earlier,” Trinity chimes in.
After getting a bite to eat and one too many drinks, the three of you muster up the courage to try out the scariest haunted house on the carnival grounds.
You stand in line, hearing the muffled screams coming out from the haunted house. From the flickering lights outside and the broken glass windows, everything about the house felt like a warning sign. A shiver that had nothing to do with the cool October air runs down your spine as you inch closer and closer to the entrance.
The smell is the first thing you notice when you step foot inside. It reeked of rotten eggs and cigarette smoke, likely from the smoke machines surrounding and inside the house.
For the first five or so minutes of being inside, Mel and Trinity stick close by to you, but it only took one jump-scare to send them both running in different directions in the house. Now that you were alone you only realized now how dark it is in here. You take slow steps in attempt to not alert any of the actors, but it’s no use because the floorboards continue to creak beneath you.
You know you shouldn’t but you yell out for Mel and Trinity anyways.
“Mel? Trinity? This isn’t funny anymore, where did you guys—“
“Boo.” A raspy male voice whispers into your ear.
You let out a terrified scream and spin around. You throw a punch across the actor’s face. He stumbles back a bit and curses under his breath.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
You immediately regret what you did and start running through the pitch black house. You planned to give Mel and Trinity a mouthful once you got out for leaving you there alone.
This is really not the ideal situation to be wearing boots with a heel, because just as the exit comes in sight, you twist your ankle and fall like you’re the final girl in a horror movie.
Your knees slam into the hard ground, a shooting hot pain follows. Heavy footsteps follow behind you, it’s the same guy in the ghost face mask that you punched. You attempt to stand up, but you just fall right back down.
He crouches down and picks you up, carrying you bridal style
You kick your legs trying to get down. “Hey! I can walk— myself!”
The man looks down at you through his mask and lets out a low chuckle. The laugh sounds familiar, but no it can’t be. After two minutes, you finally make it to the exit and there Mel and Trinity are standing waiting for you.
They both rush over immediately and start asking you questions while the mystery man carries you to a random bench to sit you down.
“OMG! What happened?!”
“Is it broken?”
“I’m fine, I probably just sprained it. I should be good to work again tomorrow. Meet me at the entrance, okay?”
Mel and Trinity nod before leaving.
“Like hell you are.” The mystery man pulls off his mask and your jaw drops.
Your eyes go wide. “Abbot??!”
“We’re not at work, you know… you don’t have to call me that.” He rolls up the right leg of your jumpsuit and inspects your ankle carefully.
“Don’t try and change the subject, what are you doing here? As an actor for a haunted house of all things.”
“You’re pretty new to Pittsburgh, so I wouldn’t expect you to know, but I volunteer at fright night every year.”
“Why?”
“It’s fun.”
“Please. This is fun to you? Scaring people shitless and making them break their ankle?”
He looks up and flashes a smile. “Hey, the ankle part was all you. I mean who wears high heels to a carnival?!”
You cross your arms and roll your eyes. Looking down at him, you notice his hair sticking up a bit, so you reach out to smooth it down. His hair feels so incredibly soft that you almost want to ask him what he does to make it that way, but instead you just keep staring down at him while touching his hair.
Jack looks up at you and you pull your hand away. “Sorry, you just had some hairs sticking up.”
He clears his throat and gets up from his knees. “I’m taking you to the hospital, it’s hard to tell how bad it is, and I want to make sure you’ll be okay.”
“I’ll be fine, I don’t need—“ He scoops you up again and starts walking to the entrance of the grounds to get out.
Jack opens the passenger side door with one hand, placing you inside and shutting the door. Fuck, even his car smells like him. It smells woody and musky in the best way possible.
The PTMC was only a ten-minute drive away from the grounds, so you didn’t have to suffer in silence for too long. Jack pulls into a spot and hops out of the car. He immediately goes and opens your door to grab you out of the car again.
He walks through the automatic doors of the ER and several eyes land on both of you.
“Hey Ellis, is there a free room?” Jack asks her as she was passing by.
“Oh uh… South 20 is open.”
Jack walks into the room and shuts the door behind him with his left foot and places you carefully on the hospital bed.
“Thanks Jack, you really didn’t have to bring me here.” You give him a tired smile and lean your head back, your eyes following him while he moves about.
“What was I supposed to do? Leave you there?”
“No, but I did come with friends. I could’ve let them drive me here…”
“You tripped because you were running from me, so I feel that I’m somewhat responsible.”
He leaves for a moment and comes back with an extra pillow to elevate your ankle. He puts in an order for your x-ray results to be rushed. He’s about to stand up and leave again, but you catch his wrist.
“Hey. What about your face? Your lip is bleeding.” You pull him closer to you and grab his face to examine it.
He smirks. “I… I’m fine. I guess I should’ve known sneaking up on someone in the dark could earn me a busted lip.”
You lick your thumb and use it to wipe away the blood on the corner of his mouth.
He freezes for a moment. “What are you doing?”
“You had a bug on your face,” you reply in a monotone voice.
“Really?—“ He touches his face and looks down at your hand before making the realization. “Oh, you’re just pulling my leg.”
“Just a little. Wouldn’t want to pull your leg off.” You let out a breathy laugh.
“Oh? So we’re in the mood for jokes now?” He sits back down and leans forward.
“Sorry doctor.” You bring a hand to your chest and give him a fake apologetic look.
The door creaks open, and it’s Princess holding a clipboard. “Am I interrupting…?”
You and Jack pull away from each other. Out of everyone that had to come in with results, it had to be one of the PTMC’s biggest gossiper’s.
“No not at all,” Jack sighs, standing up and walking over to grab the clipboard from Princess.
“I’ll um… go now,” Princess hurriedly walks out.
You sit up waiting for the answer. “So? Is it broken?”
“No, but it is a grade II sprain. Best to stay off of it for three to six weeks,” he says, looking up from the clipboard.
“You know I can’t do that. I have no one to cover for me!”
He presses his lips into a thin line and sits on your bed. “I’ll cover for you.”
“I can’t let you do that.” You argue.
“But I’m going to anyway.” He argues back while bringing his face a little too close to yours.
“I appreciate the help and concern, but I know what I can handle.”
“When it comes to you, everything concerns me.” He moves his face just a little closer so both of your noses touch.
“And I’m telling you that there’s no reason for you to be con—“
One second, your noses are touching and the next he’s grabbing your face and pulling you into a kiss. Gosh, he tastes like heaven. He pulls away with fear in his eyes like he did something he shouldn’t have done. He examines your face for any sign he should stop, but there isn’t any.
Confusion spreads across your face.
“Why’d you stop?”
“We can’t.”
“But we both want this.”
He nods in response.
“Then I don’t see why we can’t.”
Before he can protest any more, you pull him back in. This time kissing him more aggressively. He hesitates for a moment but then gives in, kissing you back.
Safe to say this moment continued to linger in your mind long after and not for a moment did you regret it.
JUST A GIRL | THE PITT SMAU! JACK ABBOT X FEM READER
straight/dark hair! reader ( but anyone can read obviously)
content: instagram smau, multi part smau, you work night shift with abbot and the rest of the night shift crew, best friends with all the pitt girls, slice of life, abbot commenting on all your posts which leads to all your friends getting suspicious of you both, abbot shamelessly flirting with you in the comments, soft launching your relationship with abbot on instagram, hard launching your relationship with him on your first year anniversary.
author’s note: pt.4 last part! this was so much fun to make, but after this as previously mentioned i will be writing regular fics again, and i have a feeling you guys are going to really like this upcoming fic i’m working on.
youruser
♫ Olivia Newton-John・Hopelessly Devoted To You
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i youruser - secrets out i guess! happy 1st anniversary to my one and only love @/jack_abbot
jack_abbot happy anniversary my love ❤️
⤷ youruser i love you forever and always.
doctorjvadiii_ OMG?? I LITERALLY CALLED IT
mateo_diazz woahhh what
⤷ youruser surprise!!!
santostrinity22 is this a prank…?
⤷ youruser nope, dead serious 🫣
youruser
♫ Shelly・Steeeam
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youruser - supporting my baby while he plays tennis while also getting my performative tennis pics.
jack_abbot that little short skirt was really distracting love.
⤷ youruser how was i supposed to know a mini skirt was all it would take to almost bring you to your knees.
⤷ santostrinity22 yuck! get a room you two.
⤷ jack_abbot we did get a room after this just incase you’re curious.
⤷ doctorjvadiii_ GROSSSS!
⤷ santostrinity22 i think i just threw up in my mouth a little 🤢
youruser
♫ Mac DeMarco・No Other Heart
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youruser - get you a man that takes you on random shopping sprees and gets you flowers just because. he even made me a homemade meal for dinner when he found out my fridge was empty due to me ordering in all the time. i love you baby, thank you for today!!!
jack_abbot anything for my pretty girl.
⤷ youruser i miss you already come back to my place please.
⤷ jack_abbot i’m on my way back now my love.
⤷ youruser omgomg really??? say you swear rn.
⤷ jack_abbot anything for you, remember?
danaevans96 you guys are too sweet togetherr
doctorjvadiii_ the it couple of the ptmc btw.
mateo_diazz yo can you tell him to buy a ferrari for me??
JUST A GIRL | THE PITT SMAU! JACK ABBOT X FEM READER
straight/dark hair! reader ( but anyone can read obviously)
content: instagram smau, multi part smau, you work night shift with abbot and the rest of the night shift crew, best friends with all the pitt girls, slice of life, abbot commenting on all your posts which leads to all your friends getting suspicious of you both, abbot shamelessly flirting with you in the comments, soft launching your relationship with abbot on instagram.
author’s note: pt.3! i’m having so much fun with this smau!! i still plan on writing normal fics, so don’t you worry. i just needed a little break from writing without completely abandoning my account. after i wrap up this au i will go back to writing you some more fics. feel free to leave suggestions in my ask box!
jack_abbot
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jack_abbot - spent my day off golfing!
mateo_diazz try not to pull a muscle gramps, we need you tomorrow night.
⤷ jack_abbot haha very funny.
mrobinavitch did my invitation get lost in the mail or what?
⤷ jack_abbot i never sent you one in the first place.
youruser
♫ Frank Ocean・Sweet Life
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youruser - who knew there were so many different types of golf clubs? they literally all look the same, but my man begs to differ. anyways, my bf let me drive the golf cart for a bit and i almost made us crash into other people.
doctorjvadiii_ that shirt looks a lot like the one abbot was wearing in his post…
⤷ youruser what the hell are you talking about?? it literally doesn’t.
⤷ doctorjvadiii_ oh yes it does.
⤷ d3nniswhitaker it really does.
samira.mohan oh to have a day off to enjoy the sun like this..
⤷ youruser @/mrobinavitch let the poor girl have a day off please.
jack_abbot what a beautiful view ❤️
⤷ youruser you mean me? or??
youruser
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youruser - legend says that ogilvie is still locked in that room.
santostrinity22 someone take away this girls phone.
⤷ youruser shut up you love when i take pictures of you.
⤷ santostrinity22 no i don’t.
d3nniswhitaker playing heads up while the whole er is in shambles is crazyyy
⤷ youruser just say you wanted to play with us huckleberry.
cassie_mckayy wow you really know my best angles huh?
mrobinavitch i’m going to tell abbot to confiscate your phone one of these days.
⤷ youruser nice try, but he won’t.
youruser
♫ Candy Staton・Young Hearts Run Free-45 Version
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youruser - me, mel and trinity convinced everyone to have a karaoke night at my place. it was so much fun! 10/10 night!
melissaking sooo much fun! i had a blast with all of you!
d3nniswhitaker i still cant believe you guys actually convinced me to so this, but it was fun nonetheless.
⤷ youruser i told ya you would have fun!!!
santostrinity22 we literally throw the best get togethers and parties.
JUST A GIRL | THE PITT SMAU! JACK ABBOT X FEM READER
straight/dark hair! reader ( but anyone can read obviously)
content: instagram smau, multi part smau, you work night shift with abbot and the rest of the night shift crew, best friends with all the pitt girls, slice of life, abbot commenting on all your posts which leads to all your friends getting suspicious of you both, abbot shamelessly flirting with you in the comments, soft launching your relationship with abbot on instagram.
author’s note: this is pt 2 of the ‘just a girl’ smau! please go to my pinned masterlist for pt 1.
youruser
♫ The Weeknd・Kiss Land
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youruser - 😉💋
jack_abbot 🫣
santostrinity22 baby got backkkk
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cassie.mckay_ damnnn girll!
⤷ youruser ughh i love you cass ❤️
doctorjvadiii_ that backless dress is everythingg
⤷ youruser i know rightt!!
youruser
♫ No Doubt・Just A Girl
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youruser - recap from my day! lowkey woke up with the fattest hangover, but i managed to get up and go on my morning walk to get my sweet treats. then i showed up to my shift early to bother my favourite day shift people as usual.
samira.mohan the pre shift gossip sessions go hardd
d3nniswhitaker why are you always consuming 1000 grams of sugar first thing in the morning??
⤷ youruser because.
⤷ d3nniswhitaker because what?
⤷ youruser cause i can huckleberry.
doctorjvadiii_ i’m still mad you didnt bring me any coffee or ice cream.
santostrinity22 when i catch you its on sight. watch your back…
⤷ youruser have i ever told you how much i love you?
melissaking mind you this girl acted like she was sick just to sneak a photo of me…
⤷ youruser your face when you’re focused is too funny i’m sorryy
jack_abbot your welcome by the way for the coffee.
⤷ youruser you’re the best jack!!
jack_abbot
jack_abbot - feeling #blessed to share my birthday with the love of my life.
youruser woah who’s the lucky girl?
⤷ jack_abbot you know her actually.
⤷ youruser omg no way!!
mateo_diazz damn gramps still got game!!
mrobinavitch why wasn’t i aware you were in a relationship?
⤷ jack_abbot because it’s none of your business robby.
⤷ mrobinavitch ouch that hurts
youruser
♫ Feist・My Moon My Man
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youruser - date with my mystery man 👩❤️💋👨
doctorjvadiii_ oh my gosh?? spill rn.
⤷ youruser hehe
d3nniswhitaker i’m starting to think this mystery man isn’t real, when are we finally gonna meet him?
JUST A GIRL | THE PITT SMAU! JACK ABBOT X FEM READER
straight/dark hair! reader ( but anyone can read obviously)
content: instagram smau, multi part smau, you work night shift with abbot and the rest of the night shift crew, best friends with all the pitt girls, slice of life, abbot commenting on all your posts which leads to all your friends getting suspicious of you both, abbot shamelessly flirting with you in the comments, soft launching your relationship with abbot on instagram.
author’s note: my first attempt at making a smau for the pitt and in general. i’ve been so obsessed with smau’s that i got inspired to make my own! i plan to make multiple parts for this specific smau so hope you all enjoy!
youruser
♫ Saint Avangeline・Every Girl Gets Her Wish
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youruser - i finally touched grass this week, everyone clap!!
doctorjvadiii_ lets have another girls night soon!
⤷ youruser how about this saturday?
⤷ doctorjvadiii_ it’s a date!
⤷ jack_abbot why wasn’t i invited??
⤷ santostrinity22 do you own a vagina perchance?
⤷ jack_abbot no.
⤷ santostrinity22 then theres your answer gramps.
d3nniswhitaker why is no one mentioning the bouquet of flowers?? who’s it from?
⤷ youruser: my secret admirer 🤫
danaevans96 don’t tell anyone but you’re my favourite doctor out of everyone.
notdoctorellis brooo delete that picture😭 abbot is going to kill us!
youruser
♫ Cyndi Lauper ・Girls Just Want To Have Fun
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youruser- road trip plus hiking with my girls @/melissaking & @/santostrinity22. p.s i have so many mosquito bites, cuts, and bruises on my legs from tripping multiple times.
melissaking this song was on repeat the whole trip by the way.
santostrinity22 a time was hadddd
jack_abbot i missed you during night shift.
mrobinavitch you wore shorts to hike? you were practically asking to get eaten alive by mosquitoes.
⤷ youruser can a girl not want to look cute anymore 🙄!
THE ‘BETTER’ RESIDENT | PT.3 DENNIS WHITAKER X FEM READER
word count: 790
pairing: dennis whitaker x fem reader
content: not proofread, no use of y/n, reader is slightly shorter 5’4-5’5, rivals to lovers, a sprinkle of tension ofc, banter, flirting, the big confession from whitaker to reader!, kissing/making out.
description: whitaker argues that he’s the best and smartest resident at ptmc, but you disagree completely with that statement. your rivalry started long before first-year residency. you’ve been at each other’s necks since you were medical students, constantly trying to one up each other in everything, and most of all you can’t stand how he gets praised for every small thing he does when these are tasks you could perform in your sleep.
author’s note: welcome to part 3!! apologies for this part being so short. this will be the last part of this fic, all parts will be linked in my masterlist that is pinned on my page. as always, please like, reblog or comment if you enjoyed!
Your shift today has been decently calm, well calm for an ER as busy as the PTMC at least. Santos stands in front of a computer finally getting her charting done right next to you. She continues charting while she speaks to you.
“Hey… I — um have something to tell you.”
You look up at her from your computer.
“What is it?”
“I don’t know if I should tell you.”
You roll your eyes at her. “Santos, you can’t just tell me you need to say something and then not say it to me.”
Santos leans in and whispers, “Whitaker he….”
Santos stops talking when Whitaker comes beside you guys looking for something. You glance over at him and then back at her, waiting for her to continue talking, but instead she just goes back to charting leaving you hanging and confused.
After treating a couple of patients and ordering labs, you have some time to kill, which is rare. So you decide you’ll use this moment to grab a snack from the break room since you’re all caught up on your charting and no one seems to need your help. You did not need a repeat of yesterday to happen today.
You push open the break room door and there stands Whitaker at the counter waiting for the coffee to brew. His palms rest on the edge of the counter and you can’t help but take a peak at his arms.
They’re huge.
Has he been working out? Or have his arms always been this big?
Whitaker turns around as if he felt you staring and clears his throat. Your heart jumps a little and you look back up at him.
“Can I help you?” Whitaker pours himself a cup of coffee and takes a sip.
“No I just— needed coffee!” You walk towards the counter and start pouring yourself some coffee.
“You don’t even like coffee.”
“Yes I do.” You lie and force yourself to swallow the bitter black coffee trying hard to not make a face.
Whitaker grabs the cup from your hand and sets it down on the counter. “You’re acting weird today.“
“How am I acting weird?”
“Come on I know you hate coffee so for you to willingly drink coffee more specifically black coffee is very out of character.”
“And how would you know what I like and what I don’t like?”
“I notice everything when it comes to you.”
You snort, “So what you’re just watching me 24/7 like a stalker?”
“No I notice everything about you because I like you.”
Your eyes go wide. “What did you say?”
“Oh for Gods sake do I really need to repeat myself… I like you— no I’m in love with you. So much so that it drives me mad and I didn’t want to tell you because I knew you wouldn’t feel the same way. I knew you would stop talking to me and I wanted you to stay in my life even if it meant we could never be together.”
You blink rapidly panic rising in you.
“Say something please.” Whitaker pleads.
Before you can even think you grab his face and start kissing him. He hesitates for a moment before melting into the kiss. He pulls you in closer hands on your waist starting to roam all over your body. He pulls away a little, resting his forehead against yours.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”
Your breath still heavy you ask him,
“Me too. I’ve wanted this too.” You press another kiss on his lip.
“Really? How long?”Whitaker asks, your arms wrapped around his neck.
“Maybe since that night at the bar when you looked at me so intensely like I mattered to you, like you wanted to kiss me right then and there.”
“You do matter to me and just so you know I really did want to kiss you that night.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“Because, contrary to popular belief, more specifically your opinion, I’m a gentleman and gentleman don’t go kissing girls without permission.” He grins.
“Ah yes and it’s very gentlemanly to kiss your co-worker in the break room where anyone could walk in.”
He chuckles, “you’re the one who kissed me first sweetheart.”
“You could’ve pulled away.”
“And miss the opportunity to make out with you? Not a chance.”
You punch him in the chest playfully. “You perv.”
“You love it. Now I would make out with you again, but I think we’d send Santos over there in to shock.”
Whitaker looks over to the small glass on the break room door where Santos stands with her mouth agape.
Before leaving he kisses you on the cheek and whispers in your ear, “Later baby.”
THE “BETTER” RESIDENT | PT.2 DENNIS WHITAKER X FEM READER
word count: 2.2k
pairing: dennis whitaker x fem reader
content: not proofread, no use of y/n, possible medical inaccuracies, reader is slightly shorter 5’4-5’5, rivals to lovers, a sprinkle of tension ofc, banter, flirting, fighting/arguing, reader has a dream about whitaker, reader passes out from exhaustion/not being able to eat due to the ER being busy, whitaker stays by the readers side until she wakes up, whitaker accidentally calls reader pretty.
description: whitaker argues that he’s the best and smartest resident at ptmc, but you disagree completely with that statement. your rivalry started long before first-year residency. you’ve been at each other’s necks since you were medical students, constantly trying to one up each other in everything, and most of all you can’t stand how he gets praised for every small thing he does when these are tasks you could perform in your sleep.
author’s note: sorry for taking a bit longer to upload the second part! i’ve been so busy the last couple days so i haven’t had time to write. but at last, i finally had some time to finish writing part 2! as always, please like, reblog or comment if you enjoyed! all the support you all have given me so far has made me so so happy.
“Fuck it.”
Whitaker grabs you by your waist and pushes you up against the break room wall. With one hand on your waist and the other holding your chin, he pulls you in for a kiss. The kiss starts off frantic like he’s been waiting for this moment forever, then it slows down as he melts into the kiss. He moves to your neck, wasting no time at all by kissing and sucking. You let out a soft moan in response when he finds the sweet spot on your neck.
“W- Whitaker please… we can’t.“
The loud sound of a phone alarm rings interrupting you both. Did you forget to turn off your alarm before you got to work? You feel around for your phone in your pocket but it’s not there.
What the hell?
Your eyes fly open, and you shoot up in bed, panting, realizing it was just a dream.
“That was really weird…” You shiver in disgust thinking about the dream you just had.
You flip the switch on your lamp and reach for your phone on the nightstand to check the time. The effects of a terrible hangover hit you all at once. You groan falling back in bed with your hands covering your face.
3:30am.
You climb out of bed still shaken from the odd dream you just had a few minutes ago. Hopping in the shower right away after getting up hoping to wash away those thoughts.
5:30am.
You yawn pulling into a parking spot closest to the hospital entrance. You sit there for a moment barely able to keep your eyes open before killing the engine and getting out of your car. With your backpack swung over one shoulder, you take a deep breath before you make your way through the hospital doors.
Dana looks your way and smiles when you enter the back room where the lockers are located.
“How ya doing beautiful!” Dana pulls you into a tight hug.
You smile and return the hug. “Doing well for someone who just woke up before the crack of dawn.”
“I tell you right now hun it only gets harder with age.” Dana pats your shoulder and chuckles before going to clock in.
You walk over to your locker and start putting in the combination, but when you try to pull it open it won’t budge. You let out a sigh of frustration before trying again.
“You are going to open whether you like it or not!” You speak to your locker like it has the capability of hearing you.
You give it one last strong pull and it flies open. You stumble backwards into someone and they yell out.
“What the fuck!”
You turn around to see Whitaker, his fresh scrubs now covered in coffee. You bring a hand to your mouth in shock. He turns his head towards you, his face full of annoyance.
“I- Oh my gosh I’m so sorry!” You reach for tissues in your locker and hand some to him.
“These are wet.”
“Huh?”
“These are wet wipes, why would you give me wet wipes when my scrubs are already soaked.” He holds it up and you look down at his hand.
“Right! Um hold on let me see if I have dry ones!” You rummage through your bag in your locker.
“It’s fine, I can clean myself up.” Whitaker sighs sounding defeated.
“Oh. Well um.. bye then!”
You shut your locker with a little too much force and rush towards the door to leave, almost running into Santos on your way out, but you don’t say anything, instead you just keep on walking past her.
You start thinking about the dream you had again. Why did you have to have that dream about Whitaker of all people? You hate him, and he’s always getting in your way at the ER, outside the ER, and now apparently he’s found a way to infiltrate your dreams. Great, just amazing.
Deciding to push those thoughts to the back of your mind, and you begin preparing for rounds by reviewing lab results and checking in on patients. While you’re focused on doing that, Javadi comes up next to you, her mouth slightly open like she wants to say something.
You look up and sigh. “What is it? Come on spill before we have to do rounds.”
“So this is gonna sound really odd but your energy is off today.”
You turn your head towards her. “Javadi I love you but right now it is 5:50 in the morning and I really don’t wanna hear about your astrology, spiritual, energy stuff right now.”
She shakes her head. “No it’s not that it’s just when you came out earlier you looked like you’d seen a ghost.”
Javadi narrows her eyes at you as she makes a realization. “Omg It’s definitely because of Whitaker.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Whitaker. He came in a little after you did and then when you came out a few seconds later all wide eyed. So what happened between you guys? Why the weirdness?” She asks tilting her head to the side.
“It’s nothing, I just accidentally made him spill coffee all over himself and then he- well I tried giving him wet wipes instead of normal tissues and then I-“ You start rambling and then Javadi stops you by holding her hand up.
“You definitely had a sex dream about him.”
“Why would I have a sex dream about Whitaker??”
“Who had a sex dream about Whitaker?” Santos asks and comes in between the both of you.
“No one.” You turn to her with a hand on your hip.
“She did.” Javadi points at you.
McKay stops in her tracks next to you and turns to you with a raised eyebrow. “You had a sex dream?”
“For the love of God it was not a sex dream!”
“Okay maybe it wasn’t, but you still had a dream about Whit-“ You give Javadi an intense stare and she immediately closes her mouth.
“Alright folks I need you guys to gather around!” Robby motions with his hands for everyone to come to him.
And for once you’re glad Robby interrupted to give one of his start of shift pep talks.
3:00pm.
Today quickly became one of the busiest shifts you’ve ever worked. Multiple hospitals in the area have lost power due to strong winds, which means all the emergencies are getting redirected to the only two hospitals available and that includes the PTMC, unfortunately. You haven’t had a moment to breathe since Robby broke the bad news to all of you a couple of hours ago.
Your stomach begins making noises that don’t even sound like they could be from a human. You bring a hand to your stomach to try and stop it from making any more noise, but it’s no use. Unfortunately, any time you tried to get food you would get called for help again.
You were standing at the nurses station spaced out holding your clipboard when Dana interrupts.
“Sweetheart! Are you okay?” Dana raises her voice and your head snaps towards her.
“Huh? Oh. Yeah, I’m fine just needed a moment to bre-“
“A little help here in central 12!” Whitaker yells out as he begins taking steps to try and stabilize a patient.
You turn running to the room Whitaker is in. “I got it!”
“What happened?” You ask in the midst of the loud machines beeping.
“I don’t know. One moment he was fine. The next he started seizing!”
“Don’t worry, we’re going to figure this out. I tried to find Robby, but he’s caught up with another patient. He’ll be here as soon as he can,” you say as you raise the side rails on the bed.
“Was he showing any symptoms before?”You look up at Whitaker who’s on the other side of the bed.
“He just came in, but before I could ask him further questions he vomited and started seizing!” Whitaker shouts back as he prepares the IV and sticks it in.
You pull out your tiny flashlight and check the patients pupils. Your heart drops a bit once you make the realization, his pupils are pinpoints. This is an overdose.
“Whitaker.. It’s an overdose! We need Narcan now!”
How could he have missed this? Heck, how did the people who brought him in not notice?
You and Whitaker work as fast as you can to stabilize the patient. Finally, the patient stabilizes and comes to after a few seconds. You both sigh in relief.
“Mr. John, welcome back. You just gave us quite the scare.” Whitaker gave him a small smile.
Robby comes in as you’re about to leave and asks, “What happened?”
“Overdose, but the patient is stable now,”you reply, and Robby nods once before leaving.
You make it barely two steps out of the room before you suddenly start feeling extremely dizzy. Your vision blurs and you feel yourself falling, but you don’t hit the ground. Instead, Whitaker comes rushing out of the room and catches you just before your head crashes into the floor. All you hear are muffled voices around you before everything goes dark.
“No, no, no!” Whitaker holds your limp body, checking for a pulse.
Robby, who only made it a few steps, whips around and runs over to you.
“Come on stay with us! Get her in a room right now!” Robby shouts orders as him and Whitaker lift you up.
“No! Let me go! Let me see her! I can help!” Santos cries out as Javadi holds her back.
“You can’t help her right now! Don’t worry, Robby and Whitaker have it under control.” Javadi slowly lets go of Santos once she finally stops trying to fight back.
You slowly start waking up hearing the sounds of the ER again. Your eyes fluttered open, the hospital room coming into view. Then you feel something holding onto your arm and you look down to see… Whitaker?
Were you dreaming again?
Whitaker is snoring lightly while sitting next to your bed holding onto you. You try to move your arm, which ends up waking him.
“Oh, sorry didn’t mean to wake you. I just wanted to get up and back to work.”
“No, you’re not. You look exhausted. Just lay down for a little while longer.” Whitaker insists on keeping you in bed and his hand reaches to cover your legs up with the blanket again.
“Ouch, I really look that bad?” You let out a quiet laugh.
“No! You just look tired, but not in an ugly way. You look pretty… good! You look pretty good.” He rubs the back of his neck while he fumbles over his words and honestly? You find it kind of cute.
“Don’t you have other more important patients to attend to? This is the perfect time to impress the attendings… you know while your competition is down,” you jokingly ask.
“I do… I just wanted to make sure you had someone here when you woke up.“
You take his hand off your wrist with your free hand and then look back at him again.
“Well, I’m awake now so you can go.” You press your lips together in a straight line and give him an awkward look.
Just then Santos passes by and bursts into your room when she sees you’re awake.
“You’re awake!”
She closes the door behind her and she runs over to you to give you a hug. Her head turns slightly to your right side where Whitaker is still sitting quietly.
Santos’ eyes narrowed in suspicion.
“Why are you still here?”
“Just making sure she was okay.”
“Uh huh…”
You interject, “What do you mean still? How long have you been sitting here? More importantly, how long have I been out??”
Santos looks back at you. “Not too long. Maybe 10 minutes? You took a pretty nasty fall though. Oh, and Robby told me he doesn’t want to see you up and about in the ER right now. You need rest. That’s an order not a suggestion.”
“I feel fine.”
She holds up her hands. “Don’t shoot the messenger.”
Santos then looks at Whitaker again.
“Come on huckleberry, let the poor girl rest and we need to get our charting done.”
Whitaker nods once before standing up and following Santos, giving you one last glance while closing the door behind him. You sit up in bed alone, staring off into the busy ER outside your room.
10:00pm @ Santos & Whitaker’s apartment.
Santos drops her bag down next to the door and uses her right foot to shut the door behind her.
Santos breaks the silence, "So… you and her looked pretty cozy in that room earlier.”
Whitaker turns around. “There is no me and her. I was just looking out for her.”
“Bullshit, I saw the way you looked at her while she was lying there.”
“I told you theres nothing going on between us and there never will be!”
“But you definitely want to be something with her.” Santos crosses her arms.
Silence fills the air. Whitaker breaks eye contact by looking to his left.
“Holy shit, you have feelings for her.”
“No.” Whitaker turns and makes a break for his bedroom.
Santos starts speed walking behind him to try and catch up. “Yes you do.”
Whitaker makes it to his room and slams the door in Santos’ face. Santos flinches a bit.
“We aren’t done with this conversation huckleberry!” Santos shouts before heading to her own room.
Whitaker strips down to nothing but his loose boxer shorts and plops down on his bed letting out a long deep exhale through his mouth.
Santos had been right about one thing tonight. He definitely felt something for you, there was no denying it, but he wasn’t quite sure how to describe it or what the feeling was.
THE “BETTER” RESIDENT | PT.1 DENNIS WHITAKER X FEM READER
word count: 1.3k
pairing: dennis whitaker x fem reader
content: not proofread, no use of y/n, reader is slightly shorter 5’4-5’5, dirty jokes, rivals to lovers, a sprinkle of tension ofc, banter, flirting, fighting/arguing over patients, arguing in front of other staff.
description: whitaker argues that he’s the best and smartest resident at ptmc, but you disagree completely with that statement. your rivalry started long before first-year residency. you’ve been at each other’s necks since you were medical students, constantly trying to one up each other in everything, and most of all you can’t stand how he gets praised for every small thing he does when these are tasks you could perform in your sleep.
author’s note: heyya! coming to you with another whitaker fic. i hope you all enjoy this as much as my other fics i’ve posted so far. i will be splitting this up into 2 or 3 parts, so just keep an eye out for when i post them. once its complete i will make a post linking all of the parts together. thank you so much for all the support so far!
Whitaker has been trying to play group leader all day, stealing all the cases you wanted to take and correcting every mistake you make like he’s your boss. It’s been making your blood boil just thinking about it.
Tossing your dirty pair of gloves in the trash, you turn and start walking away from him.
“I’m going to strangle you if you keep riding me and ordering me around.”
“Ooh kinky” Whitaker chuckles and takes longer strides to catch up with you.
“Don’t you have anything better to do? like I don’t know… getting covered in unknown fluids again.”
“Woww you must really think you’re funny.” He crosses is arms, walking alongside you.
“Insanely.”
You pull the stool out from underneath the computer desk and take a seat to start on your charting. Whitaker continues standing beside you with his arms resting on top of the counter.
“See if only you would put as much effort into your charting and patients as you do jokes, then maybe just maybe you would be as good as I am.” Whitaker grins.
“You and good in the same sentence? Doesn’t exactly go together..”
“I’m better than you and you know it.” He presses.
“Uh huh.. keep telling yourself that, maybe it’ll come true if you say it enough hucklebaby.” Your voice falls flat as you log into the computer in front of you.
Javadi, who’s passing by, lets out a loud snort which earns a side eye from Whitaker and Santos, who is right beside you, starts losing it, laughing so hard she nearly falls off her stool.
“Calling me baby already? I usually like taking things slow.. but with you I don’t mind.” He teased.
“Whitaker we need you in south 15!” Another doctor yells out from one of the rooms.
“Coming!” He yells back before turning his head back to you. “See you later.. baby.” He winks before running off to help with a patient.
Your mouth falls open, the pen you were holding slips out of your hand, and you can feel your cheeks instantly heating up.
“Young love, how cute.” Dana looks up from her computer at the nurses station, her mouth slowly curving into a smile.
At last your shift comes to an end three hours later and you couldn’t be more excited to get away from Whitaker.
“I’m out of here, Good luck everyone!”
You pass by Ellis on your way to the lockers and give her a wave before entering the back space where the lockers are. You’re grabbing your stuff out your locker when Santos approaches you.
“Hey want to go out for a drink tonight?”
“You know what, I’d actually really like that give me a moment to change out of my scrubs.” You give her a small smile and go to the bathroom to change.
You slip on loose wide leg jeans and a semi fitted white shirt. The feeling of putting on a fresh set of clothes after a long shift has to be one of the best feelings ever.
Santos parks right next to you once you guys arrive at the bar. The place is usually packed to the brim with first responders and hospital workers like you and Santos, but tonight is a Wednesday, which means it should be a little less busy. You and Santos walk in and you’re happy to see that it’s not so busy. Only three out of 6 booths are full and all the chairs by the bar are completely empty.
You follow Santos to the bar and take a seat in the middle two seats. The bartender comes over to you both to take your order.
“What can I get you beautiful ladies today?” She asks in a cheerful tone.
“Strawberry gin and tonic for me.” You give a polite smile.
“Just beer for me.”
“Okay here you guys go a beer and a strawberry gin and tonic!” The bartender smiles while handing you both your drinks.
“Thanks Gracie.” Santos winks at the bartender.
The bartender blushes before moving away to the other side to serve another customer and you raise a brow at her when she turns back to you.
“On first name basis now with the bartender hm?”
“She’s just a friend and I.. come here often so.” Santos shrugs.
“Right because winking and checking out a friend is completelyy normal.” You take a sip of your drink and place it back down.
“And enemies totally just wink and call each other baby at work.”
“Don’t start.” You roll your eyes at her.
“Speaking of the devil.” Santos looks past you at the bar entrance.
You turn your head towards the door and let out the biggest sigh of frustration when you see him. There stood Whitaker with Mateo and two other guys. As if bothering you at work wasn’t enough, now he’s showing up to the same bar as you? This has to be some sort of sick joke the universe is playing.
“If you grip that cup any harder it’s gonna shatter.”
“Huh? Oh..” Your head snaps towards Santos. You hadn’t realized how hard you were gripping your cup until she mentioned it.
“Come on it’s not that serious. There is no way he could’ve known that we’d be here.”
You scoff, “Just his presence alone is disturbing my peace Trin.”
“You know what, I think you need another drink.” Santos pats you on the shoulder and waves down the bartender for more.
Your second drink arrives and you down it all in one go, slamming it back down on the counter. Santos jumps, almost spilling her beer.
“Gosh! Are you okay?” She asks with genuine concern in her voice.
“I just need to use the washroom. I’ll be back” You give her a flat smile and hop off the bar stool.
You push the door open to the ladies room and lock it behind you. You flip the faucet on, turning it all the way to the cold side and run your hands underneath the water to splash your face. You look up at yourself and take a moment to recollect your thoughts before stepping out of the washroom.
You’re not even half way down the hall before you hear the door to the mens room swing open and a familiar voice speaks.
“I was aware you were obsessed with me but not so much that you decided to show up at the same bar.”
You turn around to see Whitaker leaning against the wall by the bathroom door wearing a smug look on his face with his hands in his pockets.
“Me? Obsessed with you? What a joke.. and I was here first, so if anything you’re the weird and obsessed one.” You glare at him.
“Actually, I came here to enjoy a drink with my friends, running into you and getting under your skin was just a nice bonus.” He smirks and takes a step closer to you.
“You’re insufferable.” You respond in an irritated tone with your arms crossed.
“And you love it.” He brings his face closer to yours.
You’re suddenly aware of how close Whitaker is to you and you can smell the alcohol on his breath mixed in with the warm scent of his cologne. He was so close that if either of you took another step your lips would touch.
“Uh am I interrupting?” You spin around and see Mateo standing right behind you guys.
“No you’re good, I was just leaving.” You cross your arms and begin walking away.
But even long after you’ve walked away and left the bar, you continued replaying that interaction in your head over and over, just thinking about how close he was and what could’ve happened if your lips had touched.
SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY | DENNIS WHITAKER X FEM READER
word count: 1.8k
pairing: dennis whitaker x fem reader
content: not proofread, no use of y/n, halloween party, mavadi mentioned bc i love them and they’re an underrated ship, whitaker in a cowboy costume, reader dresses up as superman, drinking, lap dancing, spin the bottle, truth or dare, suggestive content.
description: “you know what they say, save a horse, ride a cowboy.” literally in this sense. santos decides to throw a halloween party and invites everyone from your circle of friends at the pitt and some outsiders. you’re not usually the party type, but santos has been begging you to go every time she sees you at work without fail. and you wouldn’t want to let your best friend down. who knew a little too much liquid courage and a silly game of spin the bottle would land you in your crushes lap. dennis whitaker.
authors note: halloween is far away but i cannot keep thinking of this photo of gerran so here i am writing a halloween fic because i’m praying for a pitt season that takes place on halloween.
“I’m only going to this halloween party because you’re my best friend and partly because you scare me when you’re mad at me.” You look at Trinity through the mirror as you add the finishing touches on your makeup and hair.
“Well I know you’re also going to get fomo if you don’t join in on the fun, because everyone’s going to be talking about it at work on Monday.”
Brushing off the setting powder that got on your skirt, you give yourself one last good look before turning to face trinity who’s on the bed waiting for you.
“Okay! What do we think?” You do a little spin to show off your costume and final look.
“Whitaker is not going to know what hit him, thats what i’m thinking.” Trinity leans back on the bed with a wide grin.
“Gosh, I already told you I don’t like him like that!” You roll your eyes at her, but deep down you can’t help but feel excited to see him.
“Uh huh.. whatever helps you sleep at night.” She pressed her lips together and looks side to side awkwardly.
“We should get going to the Airbnb I left Javadi in charge of the set up with Diaz. They could probably use some extra hands.” Trinity says standing up from your bed.
“Alright let me just get my purse and we’ll get going.”
“Sounds good, I’ll wait in the car!” Trinity walks off to go start the car.
Trinity and you start making your way to the Airbnb, stopping at the liquor store on the way for some extra drinks.
“Go inside Santos, I can handle bringing the drinks in.” You pop open the trunk and she tosses you her keys.
“Alright, just holler for me if you need help.”She replies, already making her way to the front door.
You told Santos that everyone else was probably going to bring more drinks anyway but in the wise words of Trinity Santos “The more, the merrier!”
You began walking towards the door, the sound of the bottles clinking together with each step. Pushing open the door with your shoulder, you step inside the house.
“Santos! Where are yo-“
You jump back in shock when she suddenly appears in front of you and grabs you by your shoulders.
“Shh! you’ll never guess what I just saw.” She brings a finger to your lip to silence you.
“Trin, you almost made me drop all the drinks and scared the shit out of me!” You speak in a loud whisper.
“I know. Sorry, but I- I just saw Mateo and Vic kiss.” She whispers back.
You raise your eyebrows in shock. “No way.. did they.. did they see you?”
“Obviously not, I was only about to enter the main living room when I caught a glimpse.”
“Okay let’s announce that we’re here then so they think we just arrived. I don’t want to embarrass them by walking in on them right now.”
“Right, good call.” Trinity turns around and begins walking slowly towards the living room.
“Mateo! Vic! We’re here and we brought extra drinks!”Trinity calls out as you both round the corner to the living room.
“Oh hey guys! Whats up?!”
Vic stands there awkwardly with her hands behind her. While Mateo is fixing up a random decoration on the wall that clearly doesn’t need any fixing. You don’t comment on it, but you have a faint smile on your face.
“We came to see if you guys needed help setting up,” You look around at all the decorations, “But it seems like you guys already have all the decorations done.”
“We can help set up the drink station!” Trinity turns towards you grabbing the bags from your hands.
“Yes we can, what time are the others coming again?” You ask while following behind Trinity to the kitchen island.
“I told them the party starts at 9:30pm, it really starts at 10, but trust me if I told them that they wouldn’t be on time.” She shakes her head and chuckles.
Before you know it, 10pm rolls around and you hear voices outside and car doors shutting.
“Hey, I’m going to go use the washroom quickly, I’ll be out in a second.” You pat Trinity on the shoulder and head to the washroom.
“Okay i’m going to let everyone in.” She nods.
When you came out of the washroom, the whole vibe of house had changed. The harsh overhead lighting now dimmed and replaced with party lights.You feel the bass of the music shaking the walls and hear multiple muffled conversations as you make your way to everyone.
Dana immediately spots you and makes her way towards you.
“Hey sweetie! How are ya doing?!” Dana pulls you into a hug.
“Same old, Same old. Exhausted from work, but I’m happy to see you Dana!” You give her a warm smile.
You excuse yourself for a moment to grab a drink for yourself. You don’t drink often, but since you had the day off tomorrow you decided it wouldn’t hurt to have a drink and a couple shots.
You pour yourself some of the spiked punch and head back to find Trinity. In the midst of trying to find her in the crowd of people, you see him.
Dennis Whitaker.
He’s sitting on the couch next to Mateo laughing at something someone said. His elbows resting on the couch, manspreading. He takes a sip from his beer bottle and some of it spills out the corner of his mouth, dripping down his chin. Oh and his costume? He was dressed as a cowboy. A very sexy one at that.
“Girl what are you doing just standing-” Trinity appears beside you, about to drag you to join the others when she notices you spaced out.
Thats when her gaze follows yours and her eyes land on Whitaker.
“Ohh.. I see now.”Trinity nudges you and giggles.
“See what? I wasn’t staring at Whitaker!” You protest with your arms crossed, drink still in your right hand.
“I never named any names.” Trinity smirks and takes a big sip from her cup.
“This is my song!!”
Nelly’s ‘Hot In Here’ starts blasting from the speakers. Trinity grabs your wrist and drags you to the make shift dance floor in the living room.
You take chug the rest of your punch and start letting loose. You start moving your hips, throwing your hands up in the air. You and Trinity take the middle of the dance circle and everyone cheers you guys on while singing along.
You start taking off your white button up seductively and start swinging it in the air. Leaving you in your fitted superman shirt and mini skirt.
From afar, Mateo nudges Whitaker’s arm and nods towards you on the dance floor.
“She got moves man!” Mateo bops his head to the beat of the music.
Whitaker’s eyes lock in on you, and he can’t resist admiring how your body moves to the music so smoothly. He always thought you looked good at work, but there was something about you tonight that made him see you in a completely different light. The song comes to an end and Trinity shouts over the next song at you.
“I need a break!”
“Me too!” You shout back.
You let Trinity take the lead and you follow her out of the dance circle towards the drink station again. You fan yourself with your hand, sweat dripping down your back from dancing nonstop.
Trinity pours you both a shot and hands you one of the shot glasses. You take it from her throwing it back, the tequila burning your throat as you swallow.
She turns towards you with a mischievous smile on her face. “I have an ideaa.”
“Oh no, what have you came up with now..” You side eye her while pouring yourself another drink in your cup.
“We should play spin the bottle, come on it’ll be funn!” She begs.
Trinity clasps her hands together. “Please, I promise I wont ask or make you do anything crazy.”
“Ugh fine.” You follow her to the couch where Whitaker and Mateo are sitting across from Vic, Mel and Samira.
“Huckleberry give me that beer bottle.”Trinity snatches the empty bottle from his hands before he can answer.
“Okay whoever the bottle lands on has to do a dare of my choosing.”Trinity plops down beside Vic and you take a seat between Samira and Mel.
You sneak looks at Whitaker who is now sitting up straight unlike earlier, leaning forward with his hands together. Trinity spins the bottle and you swear it’s moving in slow motion.
The bottle starts slowing down and it rolls between you and Samira before eventually landing on you.
“Alright come on, give me the dare.” You turn to look at Trinity, who has that same up to no good smile on her face.
“Hmm… I dare you to give Whitaker a lap dance.”
“Okay.” You say confidently.
You down your drink in one ago before standing up. You never given anyone a lap dance before, but you’re too drunk, the alcohol is giving you too much confidence.Trinity and the others eyebrows rise in anticipation. Whitaker looks up at you while you walk across to him.
Whitaker sits there a little stiff before you push him back on the sofa, and he lets out a quiet gasp. He brings his hands behind his head and adjusts himself on the couch.
Trinity changes the song on the speakers to ‘Pony’ by Ginuwine, you give her a side eye and smile at her before straddling Whitaker. You begin rolling your hips against him, while your hands rest on his shoulders.
“Oh shit.” Mateo brings his hands to his mouth as he watches you and Whitaker.
“Hell yeah! That’s my girl!”Vic yells out, cheering you on.
Your boobs brush up against his face as you keep rolling your hips. You toss your fake glasses to the side and stand up. Taking his hands from behind his head and placing them on your waist.
He holds you steady at your hips as you turn around, your back now facing him. You keep grinding on him and bouncing on his lap. The song starts coming to an end, now dancing in front of him you begin slowly walking towards him.
You lean down placing your left hand on his thigh while your right hand reaches for his cowboy hat. Taking his cowboy hat from his head and putting it on while maintaining eye contact with him. You smile and lean down to give him a kiss on the cheek.
You’re about to stand up when you feel his hand yank you back down onto his lap.
He brings his lips to your ear and whispers, “You can’t just walk away and leave me like this.”
You can feel his hard erection through his jeans, but you just smile back at him.
You bring your face close enough that your lips brush against his. His breath hitches.
“I can do whatever I want, cowboy.”
You push off of him, leaving him hot and bothered for the rest of the night.
Langdon asking Dennis if he's been working out because he looks like in shape and bigger LIKE YEAH BABE TRUST WE'VE ALL BEEN LOOKING AT HIS ARMS THE ENTIRE SEASON
hii everyone!! first of all thank you for showing love on my very first fic. it means the world to me that people actually enjoyed what i wrote. i can’t lie when i first wanted to post it i was hesitant because my writing skills are not that good by any means. but the only way to get better is to keep writing so i will continue doing so and researching ways to make my fics better for you all ❤️.
i’m already cooking up a few more fics in my drafts to post and i can’t wait to share them with you all in the near future. the characters i will write about from the pitt will mainly be abbot and whitaker for now but i am open to writing about other characters from the pitt if a good idea comes my way. that being said, i’ve turned on my ask box now, so feel free to leave suggestions on what i should write next.
