number one girl

Your phone settled against your water bottle as you slowly backed up to show your full body and Jack behind you. Your lips twitched sporadically as you tried not to smile, knowing what was about to happen the moment you started talking. Jack waved unknowingly before crossing his arms in front of his chest; he was aware that your followers loved to go crazy over his biceps. But the more comments you got, the more people followed you, screw him for wanting to keep you happy and hear that excited squeal each time you reached a new goal.

"All right, everyone," you greeted after stopping at Jack's side. Your head tilted slightly. "We are back with another late-night video! I thought I'd hop on a fun little trend."

Jack seemed to stay calm. You'd already asked him the question earlier before a large trauma came in with you promising that the two of you would record an intro later on.

"So," you continued, "I asked my attending what he'd do if Dr. Robinavitch and I suddenly pulled up to his house on his day off and jumped in his bed."

For a split second, Jack just stood there while your words rang in his ears. But the moment he registered what you said, his eyes grew tenfold, the hazel hues now glossy with panic, face flushing with a bright red, and his body jerked as he turned to face you, arms falling defensively to his sides.

"You did not!" he accused. "Shut up—Tell them!" His finger jutted out towards the camera, and he scoffed loudly. "Tell them the truth about what you said."

Jack took a step towards your phone, eyes never leaving your giggle-wracked body. He leaned in close to where his face took up the entire screen.

"She's a little liar," he loudly whispered as though he were talking to your viewers. "That's not what she fucking said."

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You couldn't help but giggle as you put the two clips together before pushing play. The little intro sent you into another fit, your ribs already straining under the way your shoulders lifted and fell with laughs pushing through your teeth.

The next clip had you roaring and almost falling off the break room couch and onto the floor.

Jack, this time, was in full frame, his hands busy with typing on the computer to get a chart in. He looked contemplative, his readers on the bridge of his nose.

"Both at once?" he repeated the fake question you'd given him. His hands lifted off of the keyboard. "I think I'd have to take you two one at a time. I'd probably start with you first and go slow." He smirked to himself. "This is a teaching moment after all; I'd want you to be comfortable if you had any problems taking it all in at first. Of course, I'd have stretched you first; ask all the questions I need to understand how you tick. And then if you needed me in other places, I'd probably come with you first before moving onto Robby."

His chest was fully turned toward your camera, and you did your best to keep a straight face, nodding every so often to keep him going.

"Now with Robby, we know each other very well, so there'd really be no fooling around, no fumbling; we know how to get straight to the point. But like you, I'd make sure to slow down to really understand what he's needing and where he wants me. But with Robby it's always punchy. I never know what's going to happen when we all go in. And it's always where he's below me, needing my expertise, or it's me coming with him since he's on top, ya' know?"

Jack nodded to himself, clearly pleased with his answer of the question: what would you do if Dr. Robby and I came to you at the same time with a question.

"Don't know how long it'd take though to get through you two, but I'd make sure you both were satisfied."

The video ended there, and another flutter of giggles crawled up your throat when you locked eyes with the two attendings. On the other side of the break room, both Jack and Robby looked a bit embarrassed after what they just listened too, but their faces held an expression of amusement.

Robby turned his face towards Jack with a shit-eating grin stretching his lips wide. "So . . . you'd make sure we were both satisfied?"

Jack dragged a hand down his face. "Brother, I swear, that's not what she asked me first."

"Oh, please," you tutted. "Tell me that the next time you bring up Robby's name in bed."

The video ended up with over 4 million likes in the span of 24 hours and Jack sandwiched between you and Robby during their next day off.