I would love to see jack abbott with a sunshine reader i adore the grumpy sunshine dynamic.
Like Dana, she gets hit. She debates on telling him, but maybe robby lets it slip to Jack, and he ofc freaks out (i mean, the guy carries an ultrasound machine in a go bag)
His Rock
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pairing: dr. jack abbott x female nurse!reader
rating: PG-13
word count: 1.4k
warnings: violence (reader gets punched)
author’s note: thank you so much for the request! sorry for the part that’s so similar to the show. hope this was worth the wait!
The first date you had with Dr. Jack Abbott was at a nice restaurant. You two hit it off instantly, and no one in the world could make him laugh the way you did. Something about your energy really complemented his. You would be chipper and fun and full of life, while he’d be groaning about the amount of patients he had on his plate. You were never too chipper for him, though. You were just chipper enough. You knew when to be serious and when he needed a good laugh to brighten his day.
You remembered the first time he lost a patient while you two were together. You sat with him on the roof after his shift as he contemplated life. You held his hand and kissed it gently as you both sat in silence for what felt like hours.
“Thank you,” was all he said before he stood up, helped you stand up, and you both drove your separate ways home.
There were also times when you weren’t chipper. Then it was up to him to cheer you up, though he wasn’t as talented at it as you were. But he was there for you, and that’s all that mattered. Through ups and downs, he was always there, and before you knew it two years flew by.
**
You felt your phone buzz in your pocket when you realized something. Jack was late for his shift. He was supposed to be there ten minutes ago. You pulled out your phone and saw a text from Langdon, something about getting a drink with a few of the doctors after work. You replied with an excited “yes” before you texted your boyfriend.
You asked him why he was late, and he simply replied with “traffic”. Your heart stopped racing when you read the text. He was fine.
When he finally did enter The Pitt, you were there to greet him with a big smile and a tight hug.
“Good morning,” you all but squealed.
“It’s seven in the afternoon,” he grumbled.
“But you just woke up, so for you it’s morning,” you reasoned. “I love you.” You got on your tiptoes and planted a kiss on his lips.
“I love you, too,” he replied
**
“Why not?” a patient asked you the next day. He had been trying to get you to go on a date with him for the past two hours and wouldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer.
“Because, like I’ve said many times now, I have a boyfriend,” you repeated slowly.
He completely ignored your reason and continued to ask you out again. You simply rolled your eyes at him with a scoff.
**
You were outside taking a much-needed (very quick) breather when someone came up behind you.
“Hey, nurse,” the man snarled before punching you square in the face with his right hand. You fell to the floor in pain, blood gushing from your nose.
“Fuck,” you exclaimed.
After lying there for a moment, you picked yourself up carefully off the pavement and headed inside.
When Robby saw you, he came rushing over.
“Oh my god,” he exclaimed, seeing the blood on your face. “Grab some ice,” he told Mateo, who hurried to do so. Robby ran up to you and held your face in his gloved hands so he could get a good look at your face. “What happened?”
“Just got punched, I’m fine,” you said. “It’s not as bad as it looks.”
“Come sit down.” He guided you to a chair nearby and got down to your level so he could examine the injury. “Can you go get Ahmad, please, Dana?” he asked her before she nodded and left.
“I’m fine, Robby, really,” you persisted.
“Did you hit your head?”
“Yeah, I think so,” you answered honestly. “But I didn’t black out or anything, just a bloody nose.”
“I’m gonna apply pressure,” Perlah said before pressing a cloth to your nose.
“Okay, okay,” you winced. “I’ve got it.” You replaced her hand with your own.
“Any trouble seeing? Any double vision?” Robby asked you. “What about a headache?”
“No trouble seeing, I‘ve got a bit of a headache, yeah,” you said.
“I’m gonna grab you new scrubs,” Nurse Kim said, and she left to do so.
“You’re gonna need a room,” Robby said.
“C’mon, Robby, I don’t need a room, I’m fine!”
A nurse ran to go and prep a room.
“Follow my finger,” Robby instructed, holding his pointer finger in front of your face. “Right, left, up, down. EOM is intact.”
“Who did this?” Ahmad asked you.
“Just a pissed off patient but he split so just forget it,” you said, sounding on the verge of tears.
“Hell no! I want a name,” he persisted.
“Harrison Elliot,” you admitted.
“The asshole that was hitting on you?” Mateo asked, and you nodded.
“I’m calling the cops,” Ahmad said as he left.
Robby pulled out his flashlight and waved it in front of your eyes. “Pupils are equal and reactive,” he said. He shone the light up your nostrils before saying, “No septal hematoma. Tell me when it’s sore.” He began applying light pressure to your face, starting at the cheekbones and heading for your nose.
As he got closer to your nose, you gasped in pain and asked him to stop.
“Tender at the nasion. CT head and maxillofacial,” Robby said.
“I’ll give them a heads up,” Mohan said before she left as well.
Dana began wiping the blood off your face and neck as you asked Robby, “Is that really necessary?”
“You have at least one facial fracture,” Robby said. “With the headache and the fall, I want to rule out anything intracranial.”
“I’m fine,” you assured him, but he just shook his head with a small smile.
“Want me to call Jack?” Robby asked.
“Hell no, I don’t want to worry him.”
“I think he has every right to worry about you if he wants.”
“Don’t call him, Robby,” you said, and he nodded.
**
“Jack’s gonna be worried,” Robby commented when he visited your room.
“I’ll just tell him I bumped into a door, he’ll believe that, right?”
“Sure,” Robby scoffed. “CT results came back, you’re free to get back to work… or go home.”
“I don’t wanna go home,” you said.
“You still haven’t called him?”
“He’s probably asleep, I don’t wanna wake him up.”
“If it were me, I’d wanna get woken up,” he told you, knowing Abbott and therefore knowing he would want to know you were hurt. “You aren’t burdening him, just give him a call.”
“That poor man needs his sleep, believe me,” you laughed a little.
“For once in your life, don’t be chipper about a situation and call your boyfriend.
“Fine,” you sighed.
You didn’t end up calling him, but Robby figured as much.
**
The whole day changed when there was a rush of emergency patients due to a fire nearby. Night staff was called in early, which meant you would have to face Jack sooner than you thought.
“Abbott! So happy to see you,” Robby exclaimed when he saw him.
“How many burn victims so far?” he asked.
“Not sure yet. And I thought today’s big event was gonna be that meathead punching Y/n.” When Robby realized what he said, he watched as Abbott’s eyes practically bulged out of his skull.
“What?” Jack exclaimed loudly. “Where is she?”
“I’m right here,” you sighed from behind him. “And I hoped Robby wouldn’t tell you.”
“Oh my god,” he muttered when he saw your bruised face. “Baby, what…” he trailed off as he traced his thumb down your cheek and cupped your face in his hands. Carefully, he kissed you deeply before he muttered, “I’m so sorry.”
“I’m fine, I promise,” you told him as he looked at you with such worry that it made your heart hurt.
“You don’t look fine,” he whispered.
“Excuse you, I always look fine,” you chuckled, teasing him. That did it, that made him crack the smallest of smiles.
“See, now there you go making me all happy when you know damn well I should be mad about this.”
“Aw, you love me.”
“I do love you,” Abbott said before he leaned down and kissed you again. “And it’s because I love you, I’m gonna make sure you get the proper care you need. CT scan?”
“Already got one, I really am fine,” you said.
“Okay.” He smiled and kissed you a third time, causing you to smile wider.
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