WIP!: Our Victoria Javadi's birthday! And a whole lot of chaos!
On extactly the same day, July 7th 2026, she celebrated by blocking her mother. Shots with the group, which earned memories of Dennis on the riding bull, Mel so drunk she was dancing on tables, Trinity's never ending energy and then.. On her way home, she passed by Ogilvie, whom she kissed and whined to.
She blushed and squealed like a school girl, which was odd because she wasn't a normal school girl before. Now she was acting like one.
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July 7th 2027, 7 am - Hour 1
"Oi! Walang keyk?" Santos greeted her, giving a smirk. (Hey! No cake?) - *Tagalog*
Victoria playfully rolled her eyes, "No, if you're craving some just make Dennis bake!" She laughed, picking up a patient smoothly before going away.
By the whole 3 hours, she somehow gotten more than seven birthday greetings from nurses, doctors, and even a fist bump from Dr. Robby, "Happy Birthday, Kid. Do what you do best." Which made her happy, but she still hasn't seen—
A hand pulled her in from the pedes when she passed by. "Ah!" She yelped, quickly a hand over her mouth, and the figure slid the curtains so no one can see whats going on in the room.
"Jamie!" Victoria beamed, smiling all pearly teeth. Chuckling softly as James presses a flutter of kisses on her face— her nose, cheeks, forehead, and then of course.. Her lips..
"Hi..." He says breathlessly, cheeks pink and a lopsided smile plastered right on his face.
"Hi... You scared me you know.." Victoria replies, sighing and leaning to him.
"Yeah... Sorry about that.. Anyway, excited tonight?
She nodded, then silence. Just two young students fooling around, just like highschool lovers (enemies).
11:41 pm - Hour 5
Later, while working in triage, a high fever of a little girl, Dr. Shamsi somehow found Ogilvie, kneeling to the patient as he examines her eyes.
"And now, this is a stetoscope, it checks your breathing." He pointed to the object around his neck, letting the flourescent lights shine the metal parts.
"....Can i try it, Dr. James?" The girl asked, shyly making grabby hands at Ogilvie.
He nodded, trying to hold back his wide grin. Letting the girl try it with his own breathing first.
"...woahhh" The girl gasps, making the air feel more light and comfortable.
Dr. Shamsi clears her throat, catching the attention of the two.
"Hold on Miss Polly, I gotta do some doctor work, hold on to that stetoscope for me." Getting an "uh-huh.." Ogilvie lets the girl play with it, curiously swirling her index finger with the round parts.
Ogilvie instictively straightens up, like he always did. "Yes, Dr. Shamsi?"
Eileen looked at him, dead in the eyes. "I do hope you have... clothes. For later, Dr. Ogilvie."
"Yes, I do. Its in my car, ironed." He said flatly, eyes staring back at her like a mirror.
Eileen hums, leaving the triage.
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8:19 - After shift
Victoria hums, doing her hair in the car. Her shift ended an hour ago, taking a shower immediately then her birthday dress, make up and a quick hairdo.
James was still in the ED, he excused by saying Dr. Al-Hashimi needed a few of his chart works for her portfolio. Which was partly true, only what he didn't mention was Dr. Santos and Dr. Whitaker, helping him dress up handsome and doing his hair.. In the men's bathroom.
"Don't move, you fuck." Trinity cursed, trying to handle Ogilvie's hair, making it more define as Ogilvie hissed and grunts. "Don't grip it, ow!"
Mel was on look out, or she was when Dr. Langdon came by, somehow convinced her to try a new late night coffee shop— did she only leave her supposed 'guarding station'.
Back with Victoria, finally touching up the final pieces of her hair, did James finally got in the car...
"Hey Ja-" Victoria turned, only to stop speaking when she saw his defined curls instead of being unruly. His baby blue and white stripes of a crisp shirt, a silver watch and his neck..
James nervously pressed a kiss on Victoria's frozen face. "You okay, baby?" He scratched his nape, his telltale of nervousness.
"Y-yeah! Just wow..." She finally moved, giggling. "You already met 'em baby!"
"Yeah.. Just.. Just this time its a super formal meeting.."
"And they'll love you! Just.. be you, Jamie." And that earned him a kiss.
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The clinks and soft jazz fills the private room, a set up of '22' with a few balloons. Clearly it was all Raymond's idea, all he did want for his daughter was the best.
The first course was calamari, then a salad full of greens and pesto.
"How was your day, beta?" Raymond hummed, glancing at James before expecting Victoria's answer.
"Good, unexpected cases as usual." Victoria gave a quick smile, her eyes meeting her mother's across the table.
"Victoria, a friend of mine in surger—"
"Oh my fucking god, Amma, not the time!" Victoria cuts her off, irritated easily.
The silence was deafning, clearly Victoria was not in the mood for her future. God forbid she wanted to have dinner with her boyfriend.
Oh thats right, somehow her mother had planned everything first, not even taking and acknowledging with her opinion.
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And of course. Of fucking course. Her birthday somehow ended up in a fight with her mom. Always.
"I just wanted—"
"Its my fucking birthday, not yours!"
And back and forth. Again and again.
Raymond was used to this, though feeling more bad now that he couldn't speak up, he noticed Ogilvie. Noticed the way he gripped the fork, only then did he know his daughter chose a good one—
"We're leaving." James said flatly, grabbing his wallet from his back pocket, placing 700 dollars on the table, picking up Victoria's bag, (which he had given to her as a 'sorry gift' when they talked their situationship out).
"What? No, you are not—" Eileen tried to stop them.
"Yes, we are. I cannot sit here if you're gonna spend your time, screaming at your daughter. Whos, by the way, birthday today." James stared them dead in the eyes, mostly Eileen.
"Jamie..." Victoria murmured, before being dragged out the room, then out the resturant. Noticing James' hand reached to tip the waiter serving them a hundred.
By the time they get in his car, James was... Breathing, heavily.
"James? Are you okay..?" She worried, seeing him in such a state was once in a blue moon.
"Yeah.. Come to my apartment, I.. We'll celebrate there, yeah?" James pecked her lips.
Victoria nodded, kissing back for a moment. Staring at him as she contemplated whether to let him or speak out.
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Clearly she didn't speak out, walking in to his apartment, familliar where she neatly puts her shoes off, placing her purse by the decorative frames by the table—
Oh.
"Wha...." She stared at the set up.
It was so aesthetically pleasing. The mix of hues of pink and purple, the balloons, the decoration.. It was a pinterest dream.
"Happy birthday, Victoria." James said, pulling her in more to the table, before moving away to the fridge to pull out a box.
"I know you, Baby." He hums, opening and placing the box on the decorated table. The cake was cute, fitting to the aesthetic and occassion.
"Oh James.." She pouted, slowly her lips turn into a frown like.. like she was gonna cry.
"N-no no no no.. No crying, Baby.. Later but now we gotta blow out the candles, and I'm gonna take lots and lots of pictures of you." He comforted, his hand slowly rubbing her knuckles.
Victoria chuckled, she hated and loved that he knew her so well. "This is so... so sweet of you, Jamie.."
"I learned from the best." He says, finally giving her the deep kiss she waited all day for.
Blowing out the candles, playing soft music to drive out the noisy background, every picture was perfect.
Then finally.. "Baby, my gift?" James handed her a gift bag.
Victoria rumpled through the paper, then.. "Holy shit.. Oh James this is.."
A 2000's coach purse, the bag was in mint condition.
"How?" She turned to him.
"One of my secrets, Baby. Can't say.." He chuckles, peppering kisses to her face. Oh he can't tell her how, how he made joy kwon find the bag, paying her 400 dollars and 1200 on the bag.
"I love you, James." She says, whole-heartedly.
"I love you, Victoria. More than anyone could do so." He replies.
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"Am I allowed to cry now?" She said jokingly, which earned a chuckle from him.
Oh yall think Victoria Javadi is the only nepo baby in the PTMC?
Try Nepobaby! James Ogilvie who:
His father was a highschool teacher during his grade school days.. THEN became an Caltech communications professor (as an elective minor).
His mother, worked in Caltech for like 17 years as an receptionist for the Dean, earned big bucks and able to handle her bitchy husband and her children.
James who got a few lucky scholarships when his mom pulled strings with her friends through EVERONE.
James was the type once he gets to know you for 6 months, only shows how he spends money..
James met Victoria for 5 weeks as a situationship at the PMTC - ED, spoils her every purchase even at the smallest things.
James who hides Victoria's credit card, places hundreds in her wallet, buys her the mugs she liked or just stared at for too long and its his "just because" act.
Victoria who was raised not to spend too much money and wisely, giving her a limited allowance and a credit card ONLY for emergencies
Ever since she had a thing with Ogilvie, that emergency card was sneakily hidden in her drawers, replaced by James' card so she wont have to worry about any money from her parents.
James who buys her lingerie, lovesickenly wont let go of her the entire night after hang-outs, (its dates)
James who's biggest sexual fantasy is him, between her legs, her dior heels dangling on his shoulder (he has a picture of it, hes so happy he made it his private lockscreen.)
James who sees Victoria's IG reposts on 2000's coach bags, heels, chic clothes, buys them without a word and gives them to her on a random friday night.
Victoria who's so spoiled to the point of one whine from her, and James' is kneeling on the floor for her reason.
James who has an apartment at Squirrel Hill North, with a complete kitchen, 2 bedrooms with each its own bathroom & closet, a big living room, and a collection of his leather bounded books.
EXTRA:
Raymond Javadi (Victoria's dad) who's wondering where she got all the designer things if she hasn't been touching any card given to or from her...
Eileen Shamsi (Victoria's mom) who caught them up by the Squirrel Hill North's sidewalk that connects to Shadyside...
I need to shut my brain off with these overwhelming bunch of ideas, ever since i just learned TODAY on making smau, i have made one fic AND three smaus. Holy shit my brain is 🔥🔥
𑣲⋆｡˚˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀Enemies in public, Lovers in private.˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀𑣲⋆｡˚
Wip!;Where Victoria Javadi & James Ogilvie were on a date.. Until an emergency makes them work in their fancy clothes.
First date. Not an actual FIRST first date. Just a first FANCY date.
"Oh- Trin!" Victoria yelped, suddenly seeing two pairs of earrings; gold and silver.
Her hair was set back, ready to style, her glittery pink dress on her bed, Dennis and Mel comparing which heels should she use. 'We'll help you, Crash.' Trinity said a few hours ago, when she announced in her apartment that Ogilvie asked her out to dinner. In Le Mont.
Mel moved to her closet after seeing the final chosen dress. "Oh! You should wear this-" She pointed to a push up silicone pad. Which then Trinity moves to grab it and flung it to Dennis.
"Trin! you bitch!-" Dennis yelped. The bra hitting his face. It was chaos in her bedroom, though Mel actually helped her as she did her makeup.
"I don't want my cleavage to be so... Booby!" Victoria complained, which earned a snicker from Trinity.
"Crash, we stalked his spotify. He has a dedicated playlist called 'Bambi'. He's gonna look at your boobs." She barked a chuckle. Dennis nodded, adding; "Who else looks like a deer other than Emma and Samira? AND his enemy?"
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"Fuck." James cursed. Redoing his suit's tie again for the seventh time. His trembling hands gripping the fabric, trying not to wrinkle his dress shirt.
Clearly he was nervous, though much more excited as the thought of Victoria in a dress.. 'Hell she could pull off in anything' He thought to himself as he finally does a proper tie.
With a ping of his phone caught his attention, James' grin widen as he saw who texted, and the picture of a pretty brown girl as his lock screen.
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[7:43 pm]
Dr. King: She's almost ready!! Don't forget the bouquet!!
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James smiled, taking a deep breath. "Thank god for Dr. King" He murmured to himself, thanking the third-year resident helping him plan the date.
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[7:45 pm]
MS4 Dr. Ogilvie: Noted, Thank you Dr. King.
{Dr. King hearted a message}
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After picking up the bouquet; a mix of pink and white peonies, a couple of baby's breath here and there. Trying not to wrinkle his suit as he fidgets his fingers. Stimming as he knocks three times, stepping back.
'Don't freak out, calm, calm, calm, get a grip!' His thoughts voiced out, trying to pretty much not collapse.
The door opened, revealing her.
"Hi..." Victoria greeted, suddenly feeling self conscious of her exposed skin. The cleavage, the arms, the legs. The cleavage. 'Change. I'm overdressed. Too sexy. Too-'
"You look breathtaking." James first broke the silence. Breathing lightly as if he was really out of breath.
Trinity snickers from the window, watching the two losers. "He looks like a fish." "Trin, he looks proper!" Dennis defended, nudging the filipina to be nicer. Mel nods, beaming as she recalls how Ogilvie crashed out on getting a reservation for the date.
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Le Mont
The interior was astonishing to say the least. Crystal chandeliers, light grey-blue chair cushions, floor-to-ceilings and a view of downtown pittsburgh.
A waiter took them to their table, one that was hard to get because of its view.
"Wow..." VIctoria squeaked, settling down, "This.... This is amazing, James." She cracked a grin on her face.
He chuckled, "Eh, wasn't hard to reserve." He acted cooly, knowing damn well how much he cursed that would've earned Dr. Robby clutching his pearls.
Victoria raised an eyebrow, a grin on her lips, "Really? Then i suppose Mel was lying.." She teased, almost breaking into a fit of giggles as her boyfriend's brows raised at the same time, but quickly composed himself.
[9:34]
After the first and second courses of Victoria's lobster bisque, James' oyster rockfeller, a share plate of caesar salad and of course, creme brulee.
"Hmmm~" Victoria hummed, her tongue darting the sugar off her lips, which James shamelessly stares at.
Snapping out his zone, he nods as he comments; "Good, right? Told you this was better than the chocolate mousse cake." He smirks.
"Uh-huh, whatever makes you feel better, Ogilvie." She snaps back, making themselves chuckle.
A thud, then a crash. James and Victoria got up in unison, going to the scene where a man, in his seventies and his...
"Ogilvie, do the physical assessment." Javadi barked, snapping into her role. Setting the young woman beside the man. "He'll be fine, what's your name ma'am?"
"Maxine," Said the lady. "He- he was just laughing! And then he... He just slurred a few words! Wh- what-"
"We're medical students, Ma'am." Ogilvie said, flashing light to the man's eyes. "I assume he's your father?" Javadi says softly, looking over the man's arms, reaching for a toothpick and poking his arm and receiving no reactions.
"Eyes are unfocused, his face is drooping." Ogivlie remarked. "Could be Thrombotic stroke." His eyes search for a lump in the man's head, unable to touch as it could risk worse conditions.
"Maybe more inside the brain, Intracerebral hemorrhage." Javadi snaps back, setting the daughter aside who was now calling 9-1-1. "No response on poking on the arm, its numb."
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PTMC - ED
Almost everyone was there in the ER. Santos, King, and Whitaker, were called in by Dana since half a dozen of doctors from the night shift called out sick.
Santos groaned, "Melatonin, Langdon's being an ass, go calm him down." She complained, getting a poke on the side of her waist from Whitaker.
Mel hums, making her way to the breakroom. Dana was on the red emergency phone by the hub. "Uh-huh, 'kay." She hangs up, calling for everyone. "Ambulance coming up five minutes away, patient's family is a big deal." She calls out in her usual accent.
Dr. Mohan sighs, cracking her neck before grabbing new gloves. "Let's see this newbie-"
There, paramedics rush in the crash cart into the ED... With Javadi in her pink dress, assisting with intubating. Ogilvie walking in, rapping off about the patient.
"Orland McQuinn, seventy-four with no history of stroke. Collapsed in the middle of dinner." He says, following Javadi.
Dr. Al-Hashimi composes herself, reminding to NOT report for workplace relationships as she knew she'd get karma for getting an inappropriate relationships with Santos. "Mohan, Santos, with me." She leads them into Trauma one.
After Orland was on the bed, Javadi and Ogilvie bickered as they gave the possible types of strokes. Which earned them to get kicked out as Perlah and Nolan took over and Dr. Robby followed in.
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Javadi huffs, taking her heels off as she leaned to Ogilvie's shoulder. Sitting in the breakroom. "....Good date?" Breaking the silence.
"Yep.." He replied, taking off his shoes and giving it to her, holding her heels. "Maybe i should order the jumbo crab cakes next time.." He wandered off. Earning a fit of giggles from Victoria.
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"How's the date?" Santos darted her eyes to the sleeping blonde on Javadi's shoulder.
"Tiring.. Unexpected but the restaurant.. Oh it was romantic to say the least. Besides, we bickered.." Victoria's eyes softened, a soft smile on her face.
"Uh-huh... Need me to call you guys a lyft?" Mel offers, which Victoria nodded to. Her eyes making its way back to James' relaxed figure.
Highschool Ogilvadi is so 'Dirty Little Secret' by The All-American Rejects, set in 2006/early 2000's. Band garage James Ogilvie + (well known girl in Highschool) Victoria Javadi in her low rise flared jeans and baby tees.
