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just say so ~ D.W

a/n: BRATTY! DENNIS WHITAKER CAN BE HANDCUFFED TO MY BED IMMEDIATELY!!! i hope you guys enjoy this and it is an LONG one so sorry about that. it kind of got away from me.

it’s kind of proof-read so if you see any mistakes, whoopsies! . also please keep in mind that english is my second language so if you see any grammatical mistakes, no you didn’t! okay thank you bye bye! enjoy!

warnings: brat! dennis whitaker! slight degrading! kink, slight praise! kink, unprotected sex! p in v, reader is afab but should have gender neutral terms, lots of pet names, (like baby and sweetheart), dry humping! angst! smut! fluff! the whole ficaso! friends with benefits! soft dom? dennis whitaker!

MATURE CONTENT! 18+ ONLY! MDNI!

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dennis whitaker, trinity santos and you are all roomates, you moving in quickly after dennis did, due to you not being able to afford another month’s rent at your old apartment. you thanked your lucky stars that trinity had welcomed you into her apartment, dennis being not-so-subtly thrilled that you had been living with them now.

a routine quickly found you all, after a long week at the PTMC, chinese food would be ordered and you all cuddled up onto the couch, watching some god awful rom com from the 90’s.

dennis and you used up the bonding experince to get to know eachother, chattering all throughout the movies, laughing and giggling, which drove trinity insane.

it caused her to end her nights early now, leaving with a huff followed up by the two of you blurting out apologies, which was returned with the bird over her shoulder before slamming her door.

you always found yourself being impossibly close to him, his hands resting on your knees that you had curled up into his side, or, his head often ending up in your lap as you mindlessly ran your fingers through his blonde curls. but the two of you didn’t mind, too lost into each-other’s conversations.

this would continue for hours til your delirious and sleep deprived bodies swayed and shook with non-stop giggles. at one point you two had bonked heads by accident, giggling at the echo it sent throughout the apartment.

“oh shit! i’m so sorry!” dennis exclaimed, reaching for your head, jokingly kissing your head. he backed away inches away from your face, whispering “does that make it better?”

you gazed up with hooded eyes, faces merely inches away before humming out an response.

dennis’ chest hitched as he noticed the space between the two of you had been reduced, the tension between the two of you being so thick, a knife could cut through it.

regrettably, you stood up a little too quick, and a little too fast to excuse yourself to bed, stammering out a excuse about being ‘tired’ before dennis followed suit, clambering off to your separate rooms.

that moment was not brought up for a couple weeks til after a particularly rough shift, beers were handed out, many had been drunken between the three of you.

being the lightweight, you had gotten drunk after three beers, trinity and dennis challenging each other to whoever could drink the most beers before tapping out.

trinity had evidently lost after her head ended up in the toilet bowl, calling it an night for everyone.

dennis being surprisingly stable on his two feet, helped you to your room as you slouched by his side. he gently put you down in your bed, slurring an good night to you before turning to leave, which was stopped by your outreached hand, wrapped around his fingers.

“den- wait.”

“yeah?”

you had sat up just enough, pulling him by the arm with hooded eyes. the action pulled an chuckle from dennis, ushering you to lay back down, leaning over you to make you comfortable in your sheets.

you used the opportunity to grab the nape of his neck, pulling him closer, gently as your lips connected with his. the action captured a quiet gasp from him, before moving his jaw along with yours.

the moment was ended by you slowly slouching back into your bed, pulling a reverse snow-white. the kiss had lulled you to sleep, dennis’ hands pulling the blanket over your body as he admired the little smile that had been plastered on your sleeping face.

when he went back to his room, his fingers gently touched his mouth , smiling to himself as dennis tasted you on his lips.

for the next few months, dennis and you had gotten closer, exchanging lingering touches at work and giggling at texts that had been sent even if you were still in the same apartment, when you were three steps away from his door. sleepovers in eachother’s rooms, that consisted of deep talks and a makeout here and there.

platonically of course. right? right??

trinity had brought it up to you two when you guys were crouched together, peering at his phone, giggling like some middle schoolers. you two had looked at her, bewildered like she had asked you guys if you could shoot a puppy.

dennis stammered out an ‘we’re just friends, don’t be weird.’ before you guys had bolted, away from each other.

‘fucking freaks.’ trinity mumbled underneath her breath.

when louie had passed, dennis had been sobbing by the ambulance bay. you had found him sniffling and whimpering, sitting next to him, gently rubbing his back.

he slumped against you, mumbling out apologies as your hand toyed with the blonde curls at the nape of his neck.

“don’t apologize, den. it all happens to everyone. it happened to me.”

his sad eyes slowly ran up your body to meet yours, sniffling.

“i just- i tried so hard and he just slipped out of my hands.” he whimpered out, mindlessly toying with your fingers.

“i know, i know. it’s so hard, den.” you cooed, kissing his temple before wiping his tears away.

your hands had made him look at you, seeing your eyes twinkling underneath the red sign that had said ‘EMERGENCY’ in neon lights.

his heart picked up, drumming against his chest before crashing onto your lips, his wet cheeks pressing against yours.

you had no problem returning it, his shoulders relaxing under your hands as his clutched at the material of your scrub top on your back.

a few moans had been let out, panting into eachother’s mouths.

since air was unfortunately an important thing to live with, you two broke apart. panting as your lips were red and swollen, wiping away at any left over saliva that left your mouthes during the messy makeout.

“sorry.” dennis whispered out, which was cancelled out with your reassurance, saying it was okay.

“are you okay now? we need to go back in there.”

“yeah i’m alright. thanks to you.”

small smiles were interchanged before you wrapped an hand around his, bringing him back into the ED.

christmas had rolled around, trinity visiting her family a week earlier which left you and dennis at the apartment, alone. the two of you decided to build a gingerbread house together, challenging on which side of the house was decorated better.

“i’m gonna fucking crush you at this,” dennis had remarked, “my side of the house has a god damn chimney.”

“no way! my side has snow on the roof!” you had exclaimed, twirling the board so your side of the house would be facing him.

the roof had meticulously placed snowflakes which was just drops of icing, the windows trimmed with red and green swirls and the rest decorated with skittles in substitution of christmas lights.

dennis glanced at it, before looking over to your face, a smug smile plastered on your face. he licked his teeth before sinking his finger into the icing, swiping it on your lips, catching a melodramatic gasp from you.

“you are really a fuckleberry!” you said, which caused dennis to uproar with laughter before it got cut off with you shoving his mouth with his so called chimney.

“you-! not the chimney!”

it had ended up with you two wiping icing on eachother’s faces, giggling.

“alright, alright! i surrender!” dennis had exclaimed, blocking his face with sticky fingers.

you laughed as you saw his face which was covered in different coloured icing, before getting up to get a wet rag, handing it to him.

he had wiped off his hands, most of his chin before he looked at you, licking your lips clean of icing.

“what? i’m hungry!”

dennis gave you an soft smile, before muttering out ‘just let me help’ as he leaned closer, carefully wiping away your chin.

the two of you looking into eachother’s eyes, smiling meekly as you felt his fingers gently holding your jaw.

“you have icing on your lip.” you had pointed out, dennis raising an eyebrow. “well are you gonna help or not?”

an genius idea popped up in your brain, a smile slowly forming, quite literally resembling the grinch.

you leaned in closer, your tongue gently peeking out to lick away the green icing that had smeared on his bottom lip.

his breath hitched as his fingers twitched around your jaw, taking your mouth in entirely, tasting the sweet sugar on your tongue.

dennis’ face cupped around your now clean face, firmly pressing your face into his, nearly devouring you.

the two of you couldn’t get enough of eachother, dennis grabbing the back of your thighs, lifting you onto his lap.

you had let out a quiet yelp that was muffled by his lips, your hand resting on one of his pecs as the other sunk into the curls you loved.

liked. you meant liked. not loved.

the soft fabric of your pjs rubbed against his thighs, his fingertips feeling the velvety material as he ran his hands along your thighs.

“den- oh god-”

the words were interrupted by his lips sucking gently at your neck, his tongue flattening against the bruised skin that he had pinched between his teeth.

your hips rolled against his bulge to satisfy the warming feeling that grew between your legs, dennis following suit as his hands positioned your hips properly so your needs could be reached better.

“that feel better, hm baby?” dennis murmured in between kisses, receiving a nod from you as you rolled your hips, the mound of nerves between your legs getting snagged on the swollen head of his cock, that had been rising, quickly.

the movement forced out an gasp from the two of you.

“i w-wanna hear you, baby.” dennis said, cradling your jaw with one hand, making you look at him.

the sight beneath you was beautiful. his eyes now half lidded, his lips swollen and his shirt nearly half off from how far your hands went underneath. the tent in his pants, twitching and throbbing from the absence of friction.

“it feels so much better, den- mmf- thank you denny.” you moan out as you begin rolling your hips again, chasing the near-coming orgasm.

“that’s it, darling. get yourself off my cock. mmf-you’re so fucking beautiful.” dennis grunted, rutting his hips upwards, his shaft driving towards your clit which made you nearly see stars.

your legs opened wider, sinking yourself even closer to his hips, grinding against his shaft.

dennis’ head falls back, adam’s apple bobbing as he groans, palming your ass. you bite your lip at the sight, before attacking his neck.

your hip movements had became quicker but sloppier, falling out of rhythm as you desperately chased your high, dennis’ head resting on your shoulder, groaning as he rutted his hips upwards, the same goal as yours.

“denny- i’m gonna-uh- oh god”

your eyes squeezed shut as your lower stomach twisted before dennis grabbed your jaw, shaking it slightly.

“eyes on me, baby. i want to see how you look when you come, grinding on me.” dennis said, his words breathy.

you nodded your head as you held eye contact with him, your breathing picking up as your hips ground harder on him, receiving an loud groan from him.

his hands tightened around your hips, moving your hips against his. the change in pressure had you both cumming after just three ruts, soaking the fabric that was intertwined.

the two of you panted, going limp against eachother’s bodies.

dennis’ lips found yours, kissing you once again as he lifts you up effortlessly, your legs wrapping around his waist.

“more, denny. please.” you said in between kisses, dennis, in a complete daze, agreed before laying you back into the table.

unfortunately, you forgot about the gingerbread house that had been abandoned, and now crushed underneath your tailbone, which caught an yelp from you.

the sensual moment was now cut short, the two of you having a giggle fit.

“oh my god! that’s so embarrassing!” you had said through tears, as dennis carefully lifted you back up, to your feet now as he saw the icing and gingerbread crumbs all over your back.

“oh my- i’m so sorry.” dennis grimaced as you wiped away your tears, laughing.

“it’s okay! that was probably the best moment of mh entire life.”

dennis raised an eyebrow, “i can’t decide to be offended or to be praised because i don’t know if the gingerbread thing was your best moment or giving you a orgasm on my thighs?” he said with an smile plastered on his face, clearly finding this entire thing humorous.

your face turnt beet red, smiling. you kissed dennis on the cheek softly.

“it was both. the orgasm is neck to neck with the gingerbread.” you said, sarcastically, getting an eye roll from dennis.

“i’m definitely gonna have a shower. uhm- you may waht to change.”

you pointed to the wet spot on his green plaid pjs, which was now darkening.

“oh! uhm- yeah of course.” he nervously chuckled.

you nodded with a smile, teeth tucked in between your teeth as you walked away, towards the shower.

the moment was never brought up again in between the two of you, keeping it your funny little secret.

it was now springtime, several months after the near-sex-incident.

the relationship between you and dennis had continued progressing, never going past the makeout stage, and never going past the ‘just friends’ label—when there were literal bets going on around the ED. bets on when they were going to finally become an real thing, when it was gonna end, were they gonna get caught hooking up in a supply closet?

(trinity made that bet.)

you two had just gotten more and more closer, family trauma being shared, tears were exchanged, nights of holding eachother after long days at work.

dennis would walk in holding your bag when you held your coffees.

one of you always hanging back whenever the two of you would stay later than usual.

seeing you walk in with dennis’ hoodie on display and dennis had some of your string bracelets strapped to his wrists.

people seeing the lovey dovey eye contact being exchanged across the floor.

the avoidance of talking about what you guys were all came to a bubbling point, one day in the emergency department.

“there’s no way you’re moving out, dennis. you can’t.” trinity interjected dennis’ explanation after dr robby offered his house to him, needing someone to housesit for him.

“what’s so wrong with housesitting! we can still hangout at the apartment but i’ll just sleep at his house!”

“whatever. it doesn’t matter to me but you need to talk to-” trinity got cut off by your cheery voice, walking over to them.

“what are you guys talking about?” you beamed, before it faltered a little, seeing trinity and dennis’ gloomy faces.

“are you guys arguing again?”

“tell her.” trinity had deadpanned, crossing her arms over her chest

“tell me what?”

dennis sighed before dragging his eyes over to you.

“uhm- robby offered his house to me, so i could house sit.”

you had snorted, laughing at the thought of him looking after our boss’ house.

“you’re joking! you said no right?”

dennis’ face soured as trinity stared daggers at him, you furrowing your brows.

“denny?”

“i kind of said yes.”

your smile had been wiped off completely.

“you’re joking right? dennis, what the fuck?”

“it’s not a big deal! i’m just gonna water his plants and i don’t know, taking in the mail.”

you rolled your eyes at him.

“why are you doing this? is this a way of sucking up to dr robby?”

dennis furrowed his brows at you, not understanding why you were acting like this before the realization dawning on him.

“oh my god.” he had said over your rambling, listing off a hundred reasons why he shouldn’t.

“what?”

“you actually like living with me, don’t you?” he had said, having the audacity to be cocky.

“you know what, this isn’t even important. you can go fucking water his plants all you want. have fun, whitaker.”

you huffed, turning on your heels as you left, getting pulled back by him.

“come on, don’t be like that!” he continued with his cocky smile, it only annoying you more.

“be like what? the dude i actually like out of this entire place moving out of my apartment with no problem? i think i have the right to be upset.”

you shrugged off his touch before going off, dennis furrowing his eyebrows before turning to trinity, whose eyebrows was so far up that it touched her hairline.

“what’s her deal? i’m just house sitting for a couple of months. i’m gonna move back in and i’m gonna save some rent-“

“you really don’t get women, don’t you, fuckleberry?” trinity said before slinking back down to do her charting.

dennis was now incredibly lost, staring at the space that he saw her last before turning an hallway.

it was now a couple hours later, the shift had finally ended. trinity had caught a ride with garcia, spending the night at her place so now you were stuck in a car while dennis drove the both of you home.

dennis could feel the absolute annoyance radiating off of you, which made him cower into his door for no reason.

“is everything okay?”

dennis cleared his throat before rattling out, being terrified of this person that he had never saw before. you never showed your bad side towards dennis, only around him after an bad patient or not enough coffee.

“are you still upset about the robby thing? it’s not a big deal-”

“i really don’t want to talk about this right now, dennis. please.”

you had said, not looking away from the scenery outside of the window.

you both had already arrived home, dennis left alone in the living area as you turnt and slammed the door of your bedroom.

dennis sighed, frustratedly before undressing into his pjs, knocking on your bedroom door.

“come on, open the door. i want to talk about this.”

you had hesitated to open the door but you did it anyways, not being able to resist the desperate tone in his voice.

he saw you in your pjs as well, but the pretty smile that he had swore was permanently etched on your face, was now replaced with a scowl.

“if you really like me living here, just say so.” dennis forced out, feeling a ball of dryness in his throat. “i don’t like seeing you this upset.”

you scoffed, shaking your head. “you just don’t get it, don’t you, denny?”

dennis furrowed his brows.

“oh my god it cannot be that hard- i love you dennis!” you had exclaimed, tears brimming your eyes.

“i love you, dennis! and i love having you around in our home. i love that you eat all the avocados. i love seeing you at work, doing what you love. i love seeing that stupid face everytime i wake up, next to you or when i walk out of my room to leave for work.”

you had rambled, tears falling down your face now. dennis’ face contorted from confusion, to realization.

“that night during christmas? the sleepovers? that kiss after louie? what was that all even for? did you just want someone to care for you? because that’s really fucked up, denny. i love you and i-“

your words were cut off by your sobbing, feeling humiliated as tears fell. dennis’ body was washed over with dread, seeing you, the person he loved and care for, telling him that you didn’t feel like he loved you.

dennis stepped forward, bottom lip jutted out as he held back his tears like it was a physical dam.

“you’re wrong. i love you. i’m so sorry i didn’t show it.” dennis had croaked out, his hands clutching your arms. “i would’ve made you mine so long ago but i was scared that i was going to ruin whatever we had. i thought you were going to be fine with me housesitting but clearly i thought wrong. i’m so sorry, baby.”

his tears rolled down his cheeks, bottom lip quivering.

“i fucking love you with all of me. i love it when you hug me after a hard case, i love it when you smile at me across the room because that’s the only stability i get through my day. you are genuinely the best thing that’s ever happened to me and i’m so sorry i made you so upset.”

the two of you were now crying, you can’t help but reach out to wipe away his tears, which lead him to grab your wrist and hug you tightly.

you felt his body crumble underneath you as he held you tight. you returned the hug, sniffling as he started kissing your shoulder, up your neck and to your lips, muttering his apologies between every other kiss.

you chuckle, nasally as you sniffled.

“don’t leave me, denny.” “wouldn’t dream of it.”

the two of you wiped away each-other’s tears, chuckling as you both muttered silly jokes about who looks prettier when they’re crying.

“please let me make it up to you.” dennis said, breathily on your lips before he kissed you deeply, his hands clutching the back of your head.

the kiss had quickly got messier, tongues exploring each-other’s mouthes, fingers ending up in hair and clothes slowly getting peeled off.

the two of you had landed ontop of your bed, half naked as dennis desperately pawed at your flesh, trying to cover as much surface area as possible with his hands and lips.

his hands reached behind your back, unclipping your bra and sliding it off. he audibly gasps at your bare chest, capturing an giggle from you.

“wait- im taking a picture in my mind.” dennis said, eyes still glued to the new part of your body that he hadn’t visited yet.

you laugh, kissing him before mumbling out ‘you’re such a dork!’

dennis’ head went from your lips, to your breasts, one hand busying itself with another as his mouth finds one of your nipples, sucking it gently before kissing it softly.

a moan gets ripped out of your body, your hips bucking against him.

“denny- please- i need you.”

“patience, baby. i’m taking my sweet time.”

dennis smiled as his hands continued kneading your tits, as his tongue runs down your stomach, stopping just above your underwear. his eyes glance up at you, seeking for approval as you nod, eyes pleading.

his hands drops to the hem of your underwear as he rips it off, sinking between your legs as he admires your wet folds, slick from your eagerness.

“god- baby, you’re so wet already. is this all for me?”

“y-yes, denny. it’s all for you. please- touch me.”

you whimpered, moaning as you bucked your hips once again, him pinning your hips down.

he takes his two fingers, spreading your labia open as he sees your pussy clench around nothing but the cool air. he nearly moans at the sight before taking a long swipe of his tongue from your pussy to your clit, ending it with a long suck.

the action rips another moan out of you, fisting the sheets beneath you. you’re nearly sobbing at the lack of simulation so you plead for him, never minding about the fact you look so desperate.

“denny- please. god- i need you.”

dennis decided he had made her squirm enough, before diving in.

and oh, he’s a messy eater.

he makes out with your pussy, your clitoris leaving his mouth with a pop occasionally. his fingers squelching in and out of you, the lewd noises filling up the room which embarrassed you but sounded like music to dennis.

“oh god! just like that, denny! f-fuck you’re so good at this.”

you had praised, clenching your thighs around his head. he moans at the words as his cock twitched. he rips open your legs and keeps them spread open with his arms.

the vulnerable position you’re in only makes the horniness surge through you more.

you’re rutting up against his tongue and fingers, which causes dennis to chuckle.

“look at you,” he coos, “so fucking pathetic for me. can’t get enough of me, that you had to ride my face like the slut you are.”

you moan at his words, getting one last roll of your hips as you cummed on his hands, whimpering as he pulled out his hands.

“looks like someone likes being degraded?” he says, before sucking his fingers clean. “fuck you taste so good. just like i imagined.”

you blush heavily from his words, before your eyes trail down to his clothed boner. a dark spot growing from his pre cum as you basically licked your lips.

“want a taste of me sweetheart?”

you nod wildly as you crawl towards him, dennis leaning back to the headboard.

your fingertips curl around the waistband of his boxers, taking it off as his cock springs free, the air getting stuck in your throat as you take in the size of him.

“uh- denny-”

“mhm, sweetheart?”

“i don’t think it’s gonna fit-“ you say, eyes glued to the shaft as your fingers prodded at your mouth.

a smile grew on his face as he leaned down, kissing you.

“it’s okay. take as much as you can, baby.”

you nod, taking a deep breath before going down, taking the red and throbbing tip in your mouth, catching a groan from him.

your tongue swirled around the lip, the precun glossing your lips before you took as much of him, your tongue flattening underneath his shaft.

dennis nearly sees white as you start bobbing your head up and down, sometimes it leaving your mouth with a pop so you could lick around the bottom of his dick, gently kissing his balls before going back on.

“jesus christ baby, you’re taking me so well.”

his mouth contorts to an ‘o’ shape, too blissed out to make any noise as he grips your hair, not to push but to have leverage on.

you continue to suck him off, drool going down your chin. you peek up at dennis and nearly cum on the spot from what you saw.

dennis looking down at you, half lidded eyes as moans and whimpers left his mouth, his bottom lip trembling as his puffed out chest rises up and down.

“fuck baby- i’m gonna come.”

you moan which sends vibrations down his cock, blowing his load almost immediately. the grip on your hair tightening as you take the thick ropes that spurted into your mouth, swallowing it.

you couldn’t get enough of him so you continued sucking, which led dennis to pull you off by your hair.

“don’t be greedy, baby.” dennis panted as the two of you flipped over once again, him getting settled in between your legs.

“you took me so well, baby. i’m gonna reward you now.” dennis smiles softly as he pumps his cock a few times, sliding the tip up and down your slit.

“i’m going to go slow, and then you let me know when you want me to stop, okay?”

you nod in understanding which gets you an firm squeeze on your hip.

“words, baby.”

“yes, denny.”

dennis watched your face carefully as he slowly inserted himself, his thick mushroom head stretching you out already. a moan lets out from the back of your throat as your nails sunk into his bicep.

“fuck baby you’re so tight-“ he grunts out, trying to control himself, not wanting to overwhelm you too much.

but it’s hard because he sees you moaning, whimpering out his name as you drool, clenching around him. you were already beautiful, but this takes the fucking cake.

“can you take more, baby?”

“y-yes, denny, please.”

dennis slowly inserts himself, waiting for you to start trying to crawl away or a wince leave your mouth. but it never comes, dennis nearly gaping at how much you’re taking him. the slick from your pussy makes it easy to slide through.

“jesus christ, baby, you took me so well.”

dennis leans down to kiss you, taking your mouth into his as his tongue interlocks with yours.

his hips slowly starts rocking which makes you moan into his mouth, dennis’ hands reaching out above you to hold onto the headboard. it gives you a better and a drool worthy sight of his pulsing biceps that he definitely got from the farm, growing up.

“you checking me out?”

you smile bashfully, as you kiss him again.

“kinda hard not to when you look like that.”

dennis blushes at your words, neverminding the fact he is literally inside of you right now.

his hips picks up the pace once more, the speed slowly increasing from your pleas.

the headboard creaks as it slams against the wall, dennis white knuckling it with one hand as the other hand assaults your clit, pulling out the most lewd and loudest moans out of you.

“oh- denny! never stop please! just like that!” you careen.

“fuck baby, you’re so beautiful, taking my cock like this.”

he says shakily, trying to not to blow his load so quickly.

with other people it always took him forever, but with you? drooling, whimpering, praising and saying how much you love him? it could just push him over the edge.

you felt the knot furling in your lower stomach, your legs wrapping around his hips as you started rutting against him.

“fuck-den- i’m gonna c-come!”

“come for me babygirl. i’m there with you.”

your eyes squeeze shut from the overwhelming sense of your climax, sinking your nails into his back as you moan, arching your back. dennis moans into your ear, head resting on your shoulder as he climaxes with you.

dennis watches you as you fall apart, limbs going limp as soon as you come down from your high. he looks at the connecting parts of you guys and sees the mixed fluids slushing around his base and your folds.

the both of you pant as he feels your pussy clenching involuntary around him, milking every last drop of his spend.

you whine as he pulls out, seeing the fluids ooze out your pussy and onto your thighs.

“fuck- that was amazing.”

you pant, nodding as you sit up on your elbows.

“i can’t believe it only took us fighting to finally have sex.” you chuckled, running your hands through your sexed up hair.

“hey atleast we got here.”

you laugh as you grab the nape of his neck, pulling him closer for another kiss, deep and passionate.

“i love you.” you mutter against his lips.

“i love you.”

the next shift you had, you walked in hand in hand into the ED, trinity being the first to see you guys.

“so i see you guys have made up?”

you chuckled, before nodding.