I think I wanna see a snippet about Cassie scrolling through TikTok in the middle of the night to find a new thirst trap(ish) post from Dr. J.
the way i would continue to write this fic once we know more about Dr J lmaoooooo <3 ily, baby!!!
(implied med kink below - can we please have more med kink in the pitt fandom????)
There’s really no time for things like social media when you’re a third-year resident. Or any other kind of resident. But Cassie has the TikTok app because it’s the only way she can watch the videos Harrison sends her—stupid things won’t load in the fucking browser—so it sits there on her phone, normally completely ignored.
Except one evening that she can’t sleep because her system is fucked up on a combination of shift switching, caffeine, and a pretty intense trauma she helped out on right before heading home. So she’s looking through her messages with Harrison and she clicks on a video that had made her laugh, and she ends up scrolling and scrolling and scrolling. She knows that’s the exact problem with apps like this, the exact reason she scolds Harrison for spending too much time on them, because they’re so difficult to turn away from. It’s like a slot machine of serotonin, and all it takes is the swipe of a thumb. (For an addictive personality like Cassie, that’s a fucking problem.)
When the video comes up, Cassie thinks she’s fallen asleep. She’s asleep and she’s dreaming because that’s—
That’s Victoria. Javadi. Victoria Javadi wearing scrubs and her stethoscope and smiling at the camera with those big, brown doe eyes. Cassie scrolls up and then down again, double checking that it’s real. That it’s her. Without even watching the video, she clicks on the account name—Dr. J—and finds that she has dozens of videos. Holy shit. (Also, is she pretending she’s already a doctor? Victoria.)
There are three pinned videos on Victoria’s page, each with block letters across the thumbnail. The first is sort of obviously Victoria: “basic healthcare how-tos for Gen Z.” Not particularly surprising, but the thought makes Cassie smile anyway. Victoria is such a gentle heart, even through her occasional snark. The second video is similar, labeled: “questions to ask your healthcare provider.” And the third is a little—different: “self breast exam tips.”
Well. Cassie’s sort of curious.
The intention is obviously completely nonsexual. It’s medical. Her shirt is on the whole time and she’s talking—in her familiar and disarmingly charming voice—about the movement of fingertips and the feeling of worrisome lumps. Cassie should absolutely not be turned on by this.
(The next time Cassie sees Victoria at the hospital, she stutters a little, and almost calls her "Dr. J." That—that's gonna be a fucking problem.)
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