Addison is being kissed passionately by someone. And this someone you ask? It's not Derek... or Mark... or Alex... or a man. Everyone is shocked. And Meredith? Meredith is Meredith. She's dark and twisted and she's feeling things she shouldn't be feeling as she quietly continues to seethe and watch the redhead in rage get pulled into yet another kiss by a tiny blonde woman that isn't her.

Also, the kiss doesn't mean shit. It's just Addison and Charlotte being pals but ofcourse Meredith doesn't know that.

Or

Can I Help You?

Addison was tired of the bullshit, really. She had no idea how many hints she had dropped for the oblivious blonde. She could tell Meredith felt a type of way for her but she still wanted to let her be the one to choose. Still the blonde only kept on dragging her feet. Watching her from afar. Like she was some unobtainable piece of art. Alright that was a bit vain, she knew that but she liked to think she was a bit pretty. Either way back to the matter at hand, Meredith. Meredith and her stupid blind self, all pretty, with sparkly blue eyes, and pretty looking smile.

The redhead sat with Charlotte at Joe’s. Her friend had come up from LA for a visit and to get away from Cooper for a bit. Everyone needed vacations sometimes. They sat chatting about this and that when the bell rang, announcing new arrivals. As she sipped some of her martini Addison’s gaze landed on the pesky beautiful blonde making her way to the bar.

“That the one?” Charlotte asked as she seemed to notice her eyes.

“That’s the one.” Addison huffed, while peeking up a bit at Meredith’s little wave. She waved back and once the blonde turned she let her head fall on her hands. “What am I supposed to do with her? She’s just so… ugh!”

“She’s pretty.” Charlotte mused. “You know… we could get her to give you some attention. Maybe push her to finally act out. You said she liked you, right?”

“I mean, yeah. That’s what it feels like at least.”

“Then let’s try.” Charlotte grinned.

“What do you have in mind? I’m willing to try anything.” Addison bounced on her seat.

“Anything but tell her how you feel. Right?” Charlotte shook her head. “Don’t make that face. You know it’s true.”

“Whatever.” Addison rolled her eyes. “Just tell me.”

Charlotte chuckled and leaned over, whispering her plan in her ear. Addison chuckled at the absurdity of it and said as much but Charlotte insisted. Taking a deep breath and after a quick glance behind Charlotte, noticing the other blonde subtly glancing over, she nodded. Whatever could go wrong?

Charlotte grinned, took her by the collar and pulled her into a kiss. It was intense. Her friend really knew what she was doing and seemed to be enjoying herself. Addison responded with the same intensity, her hands resting on her friend’s thighs to keep herself from falling off the stool.

Vaguely Addison heard glass breaking in the background but she ignored it and continued. Briefly she wondered if this would come to nite her in the ass, however as she felt a tap on the shoulder it seemed as though it wouldn’t.

They pulled apart, Charlotte fixing the edges of her smudged lipstick and Addison turning to face whoever had tapped her shoulder.

Meredith stood next to her, a scowl on her face. Her eyes felt like they could burn holes through Addison and the redhead resisted the urge to laugh.

Schooling her features she cleared her throat, “Grey, can I help you?”

“Can you—” Meredith began and let out a deep breath before grabbing a napkin and setting about cleaning Addison’s lips.

“What are you doing?” She frowned.

“Helping you.” Meredith snapped.

Once she seemed satisfied, her gaze lingered on Addison’s lips before raising to meet hers. Addison saw her question something and answer it.

“Mer?”

“Fuck it.” Meredith whispered and much like Charlotte had done before she pulled her by the collars.

When their lips met, Addison was sure her heart had completely stopped. Meredith’s lips moved tentatively against hers, as if trying to test the waters. Then all at once uncertainty flew out the window and her soft lips glided against hers. She completely ignored the near mewl she let out and the slight grin on the blonde’s lips before returning the kiss ten fold. Addison grabbed her hips and pulled her closer deepening their kiss.

They were both pretty much lost in each other. Charlotte just sat sipping on her club side and calling for some more peanuts when a brunette came to sit beside her.

“Fina-fucking-ly.” She said shaking her head and looking at the two lost people behind her.

“I’ll say.” Charlotte chuckled.

“So wanna be my drinking bud tonight? I think I lost mine and you lost yours.”

Charlotte turned around to watch Addison and the other blonde looking at each other with moronic smiles and shook her head. “Yeah, drinking buddies.”

“Cristina Yang.” The brunette said offering a hand.

“Charlotte King.” Charlotte said shaking it.

“Hey you two get a room.” Cristina yelled at the other two.

“That’s a smart idea.” Addison said with a smile. “Thanks Yang.” She hopped off the stool and slapped some dollars on the bar. “Shall we?”

“Mhmm.” Meredith grinned. The two lovers left quickly, fingers intertwined.

“I like you, Yang.” Charlotte chuckled.

lazy sunday

“Are you finished brooding yet?”

“I don’t brood.”