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Title is a song by The Cure.
This fic is an idea by @mommys_meatball on twitter and it was written for them.
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Once the band was done packing, Emery approached the woman and offered her the drink. “That was impressive”
“Had to draw your attention somehow” she took a sip while looking at her “It’s not everyday you meet the Emery Walsh”
“I didn’t know rock artists were allowed to like classical music,” she grinned at the woman’s scoff “you wouldn’t wanna lose the street cred” god, that was so cringe to say.
“What can I say, I contain multitudes” It was obvious she was trying not to laugh. After a beat, she continued “so, what, are you gonna ask me to dance? or do I have to find me some other hot woman?”
They danced and danced for what felt an eternity and two seconds at the same time. With the woman’s back to her, she could feel the softness of her ass against her front, and it was driving her insane. Emery’s hands roamed freely on the other woman’s sides. Had sweat and conditioner always smelled this good?
It was around two in the morning when Samira, that was her name, turned around and kissed her. Emery was quick to return the gesture. Samira broke the kiss and whispered in her ear “will you come home with me?”
“God, yes”
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“We both knew what we were getting into when we started seeing each other,” Garcia eventually said. She looked over her shoulder, glancing at Santos. “And we both agreed this was just casual, didn’t we?”
She didn’t know if she was reminding herself or reminding Santos about their arrangement.
“I know we did… just wanted to make sure you didn’t mean–”
“I was tired and tipsy and you made me come not even thirty seconds before that. I wasn’t exactly in the sharpest state of mind,” Garcia cut off, not unkindly. “Let’s not make this a big deal.”
Or: The events leading up to their 4th of July shift; Garcia accidentally lets an "I love you" slip and tries (fails) to be casual about it.
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02 Jul 2026
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Walsh scoffs. “Don’t make this weird. You’re in your last year of residency and trying to manage housing is a big stressor that I can take off your plate.” She pauses, biting her lip. Samira’s eyes fall, involuntarily, to the action. “But, if it makes you uncomfortable, I can see if—”
“I’ll take it.”
Walsh blinks. “Great.” She nods. “Okay. I thought that would be a much harder sell.”
or: Samira learns to want
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PTMC's board of directors declares the animosity between the surgery and emergency medicine departments has gone too far after their inability to work together causes them to lose a patient. To fix this, they decide to make every emergency medicine resident shadow a surgeon for a twenty-four-hour shift, and vice versa, in hopes they’ll learn to better coexist.
Unfortunately for Samira, she gets paired with Doctor Walsh.
Or: Samira, Emery, and the forty-eight hours they're forced to spend together.
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on any other day, Trinity would enjoy this. in fact, she would grind her ass back. but they are in a supermarket. on a sunday. she does not want to be dragged outside for public indecency.
alternatively: in which there are five senses, five moments of weakness, and two women incapable of keeping their hands to themselves
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“Well...Baran Al-Hashimi, it was very nice to meet you. I hope to see you soon.” Trinity stuck out her hand to shake.
The second their hands touched, it was like time had stopped. The sound and smell of downtown Pittsburg seemed to vanish. The only thing either of them focused on was the skin to skin contact pulsing electricity through their bodies.
“What a shame, the next time will be in scrubs.” Baran had said, “I quite like this look on you.”
With that comment, Baran finally allowed her eyes to travel down Trinity’s body, lingering on her chest where the top three buttons of her shirt were undone. She walked away towards the door, with a smirk on her lips and hips swinging bigger than they usually did.
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16 Jun 2026
