Tender Sunlight
A/N: Not proofread because I'm lazy. I might go and fix it later who knows?
About: Season 3! John Carter x Nurse! Reader
Summary: John just really loves you. Especially in the daylight.
Word Count: 781
Warnings: None. This is fluff. Though there is one slightly suggestive joke at the end.
John could feel your eyes on him even as he stirred awake. In any normal circumstance, he would’ve found someone watching him sleep to be creepy. But you weren’t just anyone. You were you.
As cliche as it may be, John Truman Carter deemed you to be special. You weren’t like the rest of his ex’s or his flings. To him you were a once in a lifetime type of woman. One of which he'd proudly give the title of Mrs. Carter too. (That is of course if you wanted it.) In truth, you were the first person who truly saw him for him. You weren’t blinded by his family’s money, nor by his looks. It was the depth of his character that attracted you to him. Which is why he held you in such high regard.
He felt a sense of joy in his chest at the thought of you watching him sleep. Whenever he got the chance, Dr. Carter would stare at you during your shared shifts at County. Always admiring you, lovingly. But to know that you had done that same made him feel completely giddy inside. Perhaps, you liked him just as much as he liked you. Possibly even loved him. Nevertheless, this didn’t stop him from feeling a bit mischievous. He couldn’t just not tease you about you watching him sleep. That urge was too great. So, he does what he does best; he teases you.
“How long have you been watching me sleep? An hour? Five? Or are you like a total stalker and who is just always watching?” He flashes his honey brown eyes at you, only for you to scoff at him.
“Fuck off, Carter.” You playfully say as you nudge his naked chest lightly. His smile deepens and without a word he’s on top of you. You're breathless for a moment. But you then give him an innocent smile. As if this was your goal all along.
Leaning into your ear, he whispers. “Make me.”
As he began to kiss you he’s gentle with his kisses. Only on a very rare occasion was Carter ever rough when kissing you. (Oftentimes after a rough shift at County.) To him your lips were always a blessing he should cherish. Which is why he’d kiss you with such tenderness. This tenderness only amplified in early mornings like this; he had to take as much time as possible savioring you. And yet, the daylight drew him out of this limital moment. Making him think about his other priority–work. Dr. Carter pulled away from you and searched your eyes.
“What time is it?”
Without skipping a beat you answer.
“It’s a quarter after seven, baby.”
“Shit!” With that, he’s a mess of limbs scrabbling to get out of bed. Benton is his first thought. A very angry Benton yelling at him in front of the other surgical students. Scolding him for his tardiness. Possibly threatening his residency.
It seemed that now as a resident, Benton was riding him more than ever before. Always correcting him. Calling him out on every minor mistake. Always annoyed. Benton might as well strangle him for his tardiness.
“Where are you going?” You ask softly. It made him want to stop everything and go to you. But the looming threat of Benton prevented him from caving in. Instead, he’s putting on the nearest scrubs he can find rather than his usual suit and tie.
“I’m late, baby!! Like super late! Also, I’m pretty sure you’re late too!”
“You do realize it’s our day off, right?”
He stops and turns toward you slowly. With a gaping mouth he scoffs at you. You knew. Of course, you knew. The grin on your face said it all. Shaking his head he then flops back into bed.
“That was a nasty trick.”
You giggle and wrap your arms tightly around him, making him chuckle in return. He then sighed deeply with content and traced his lips across your bare shoulders. Though soon these kisses turned rough making you groan with pleasure.
“You’re pure evil.”
“I know.”
“By the way, If you’re thinking about going in today just know I’ll have appendicitis or something. Then you’ll have to be stuck with me that way.”
“I definitely don’t want to be the one to cut you up so It seems like I’ve gotta stay here.”
“Well if you gotta, doctor Carter. Besides I think I would rather have you split me open in a less gory way. If you catch my drift.”
Yeah. It’s safe to say Carter knew he was going to marry you. After all, where else would he get such tenderness in the early sunlight?
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