Comfort - Jack Abbot x Reader
Everyone be kind and supportive this is my first time sharing my work I'm so ill I cannot believe this omggggg who's gonna stop me omggg????
Includes: Fluff, slight flirting, Robby being rude af, comfort, age gap reader is mid 20's (hot), reader is a nurse, she/her pronouns used, tried to be an non-descriptive as possible.
Summary: Robby snaps when reader makes a mistake and is missing a patient, and sends her home. She's stressed and runs into Jack Abbot in the parking lot.
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6:29 pm
"What do you mean?"
"He left. I came back from the sandwich cart and-"
"No. I meant what do you mean he left when you were supposed to keep an eye on him?" Robby says, exhausted and very short with you.
You swallow the lump in your throat before attempting to speak to him again. You've been working at the Pitt for over a year now, you should know better than to take your eyes off a patient who has had a long history of being difficult just from the two and a half hours he was here for. Even if he was demanding a sandwich and insisting he would be much more compliant if he just had something to eat. What a load of shit.
"I'm-I... I'm really sorry, Robby," You start, "I've been looking all over the department and I haven't seen him anywhere I- he must've left AMA I just-"
"I cannot believe this. Perfect. Just what I need," He's looking anywhere but at you running a hand over his hair, "I gave you one task, and you couldn't even do that?"
You just stare at him. You've been spit on, punched, elbowed, verbally assaulted. The list goes on and on. But these words coming from Robby had a much stronger effect on you than any patient's words have. You heard from around the ED that he was snappy today, and now you were wishing you had found Dr. Al-Hashimi instead. Actually, if you could go back in time that is exactly what you'd do.
"You know what, I want you out of my ER for the rest of the shift. It's obvious to me, and probably the rest of the department, that you...," He inhales trying to calm down, "You aren't competent enough to be here today."
"Are you serious?" You ask wide-eyed. Never in your time in the ED has he ever spoken to you like this, much less sent you home. You knew you had made a mistake. You knew he probably wasn't going to give you a whole lot of grace either. But sending you home was something you never even thought about.
"Absolutely. I'll let Dana know, just go. Now." Robby says sternly, and then walks away from you. You stand there in shock for a few seconds before walking over to your locker in a rush. Tears were already brimming in your waterline, face hot from the embarrassment of what had just happened. Shoes, bag, hoodie, go.
You make it out into the parking lot before you break, tears beginning to stream down your face. How could you be so stupid? How could you let a patient leave under your watch? You make it maybe ten feet from your car when someone stops you.
"Where you going in such a rush, huh?"
Of course. The one person who was going to catch you in this state was of course the last person you'd want to see you like this. All puffy eyed, cheeks wet with tears, lower lip curled. Dr. Jack Abbot just had perfect timing. You and Jack had worked together plenty in the ED. Plenty enough that you two became a distraction to your coworkers, and yourselves. Constant flirty behavior, joking around. A lot of bets too on which one of you would open your eyes and make a damn move already, unbeknownst to you two though.
You stood with your back to him, thank god, and wiped the tears from your face. You cleared your throat, "Just heading home early. 'M not feeling well." Your voice was still rocky as you haven't calmed down yet. You knew Jack could tell. He always knows when somethings wrong.
Jack's face turns more serious and he starts walking closer, "Hey, hey. What's goin' on, doll?" He asks with concern. You take a small glance over your shoulder meeting his eyes, and immediately he's at your side.
"Come here, talk to me." He opens his arms slightly, unsure if you were a hugger or not. You usually weren't, but with Jack everything was different. You immediately move and hide into his chest, crying even more at his kindness.
"Robby sent me home," You sniffle and Jack wraps his arms around you, "I was supposed to be watching a difficult patient, but then he wanted something to eat and insisted he'd be more compliant if he just ate. I left for a minute just to grab a sandwich and when I came back he was gone."
Jack kept his arms around you and gently swayed back and forth to comfort you. But now he wore a confused look on his face.
"Robby sent you home because of that? You're joking."
You start to calm down, breathing now under control, "He's been snappy all day, and I guess I was his last straw."
You inhale Jack's scent, wanting to stay in this moment for a little longer. He probably thinks your face is so warm from the crying, which isn't entirely wrong, but it was now mainly because of the embrace he was holding you in.
I wish I could stay like this forever.
While you were beginning to be content and now comforted, Jack began questioning Robby's judgement. He was also too nosey to not be questioning it anyways, wondering how bad day shift was to set him off so easily.
"How bad of a shift was it that he sent you home for that?" Jack asked while beginning to softly rub your back to further comfort you. Instantly you melted more into him.
Oh my god it gets better.
You process Jack's question finally and replay the shift in your head. It had been a long day. Starting the morning with a peds trauma case, continuing the day with a shooting over some stupid fight, an attempt, and 3 losses. None were preventable, everyone did everything they could. But that doesn't mean it doesn't weigh on everyone's mind.
"Bad." You answer. Short and to the point to avoid further thinking about it on top of Robby almost biting your head off. You suppose you got off easy compared to others he's bitched out.
Jack nodded his head in understanding.
"I'm sorry, doll," He murmurs into your hair against your head, "I'll chat with him when I get inside. You doin' okay?"
You nod pulling your head off of his chest and sniffled, "Yeah, I'm okay. I guess it could've been worse."
Jack scoffed, "No way he would've fired you over that. He likes you I swear," he says readjusting the backpack on his shoulder.
"Yeah, I'll believe it when I see it," You reply looking down at your hands, "Thank god I'm back on nights next week."
"Counting down the days I bet," Jack winks looking down at you, "You must miss me so much."
You giggle blushing slightly, "You know it. No good eye candy on day shift."
Jack smiles, "What are you doing tomorrow night, you're off, right?"
"Yeah," You reply maybe a little too quickly, "don't think I have any plans. Why?"
"Good, don't make any. Let me take you out for dinner. You've been so stressed with all these day shifts." He's smirking now looking down at you.
You try containing your smile which proves to be insanely difficult, and you know he can most definitely tell. You adjust your bag on your shoulder, a nervous habit you've picked up after years of carrying it.
"Yeah, that'd be great actually," You're smiling wide now, "Wanna text about the details? I don't wanna keep you up."
Jack looks down at his watch. 6:42pm.
"Absolutely," His eyes connect with yours again, "You get some good rest tonight, yeah?"
"Yeah."
He smiles, "Night, doll. I better not get any late night TikToks again."
You're both walking away from each other.
"No promises, hon," You say back, unlocking your car, "Have a good shift!"
You get in the car and lock your doors. And you just sit for a few minutes wondering if everything that had just happened actually happened.
"Holy shit."
You smile, and buckle up and start the car. Humming on the way home.
Later that night you're in bed scrolling on TikTok.
11:43pm
You hadn't noticed it was getting so late, but you were noticing how tired you were getting. Eyes struggling to stay open as you scrolled through endless videos. You've been watching a silly cat video and giggling tiredly at it. Of course this was a joy you had to share with your most favorite attending. Opening the share option you immediately found Jack's contact in your phone and pressed send.
Delivered.
You made it two more scrolls before you got a reply.
Senile n Hot like a message.
Senile and Hot: It's like everything I say to you goes in one ear and out the other.
You giggle when you read his text.
You: Yeah pretty much
You: Except for all your compliments I soak those up like a sponge
Senile and Hot: So egotistical per usual 🙄.
Senile and Hot: Get some sleep, pretty. You've had a long day.
You couldn't help but blush reading his text.
You: Ugh okay fine I'll go to bed
You: Goodnight or whatever 🙄
Senile and Hot: Sweet dreams, doll.
Internally you are screaming, but your body is too tired to properly express that while being on the verge of passing out. You turn off your phone and close your eyes, drifting off in seconds.
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Okay guys what did we think be nice plz omg. Also might do a part two guys omg let me knowwwww. I'll make sure to link it to this fic if I do! Also let me know if you'd like to see anything else from me or whatever tehehehe omg. Pic is from 'darling' on Pinterest!