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“Great job in there Whitaker, impressive composure for your first day,” He wanted to say something about helping out on the farm but decided it might sound more embarrasing than impressive so he held his tounge and smiled as she followed the patient getting wheeled out not staying long enough to see his reaction, “See you later ‘Binavitch, call if you need me.”

For a second he thought it was adrenaline and that he just needed a moment, until he tried to take a step and noticed his scrubs pants gettings oddly uncomfortable by the second. Thankful that you were already gone so he hid his emotions behind a blank face and tried to subtly speedwalk to the bathroom to wait out the ‘adrenaline’

That then became a common pattern for him on numerous occasions. It would always begin with you being called down from the OR to consult on a case. He really did try to ignore your proximity, the tone of your voice. He acted perfectly normal as you moved his badge behind his neck while he was performing CPR, he didn’t even know you’d been called down to consult that time he just felt your hand graze his back.

Regardless of how calm he managed to act in the moment he always, for lack of a better term, bolted out of the room once he was no longer needed. Trinity had noticed this the third time it happened and when she mentioned it once they were home he wanted the ground to swallow him. He’s prayed that she was the only one who’s noticed but he knew in reality that she wasn’t.

When you finally brought up the subject he genuinely considered faking a heart attack and just dissappearing out of sheer embarrasment. It was bad enough he let Trinity drag him to a bar with her and Garcia but now he was finding out Trinity had ‘negelcted’ to mention that you are Garcia are neighbours so she invited you. Now Dennis was stood at the bar attempting to hide both his persons and his emotions with alcohol. He thought he was doing a pretty good job considering how busy the bar wa—

“Hi Dennis,”

Your voice was so close that if he hadn’t of also been able to feel your breath he might have thought he’d imagined it. He tried to act casual as you settled into the space at the bar next to him but you could see he looked as stiff as a cadavar in the lab. He really had no idea how to react to you calling him Dennis.

“Is everything ok?” Your worry was evident even over the music in the bar.

“Yeah, sorry. Music’s so loud my ears started ringing.” He spoke while nodding trying to play off his obvious freeze.

“Ok good, as long as you’re not too drunk already,” You laughed while the bartender made their way over to you both. He couldn’t hear what you ordered due to the music but honestly the less he heard your voice the more he kept his composure.

“Here, since I rarely see you outside of work this one’s on me.” You placed a bottle of beer and a shot in front of him and the sight of the shot alone gave him a premonition of about 25 different ways he could fuck up this interaction and say something stupid.

He decided that maybe less words would be best so he thought getting the shot over and done with would be the best first option. However he wasnt prepared for you to link your arm through his to take your shot.

“So how has your time been in the Pitt? I rarely see you after I get called down but I hear great things from Santos.”

You had to sit far too closely for him to hear you clearly so he was trying not to malfunction at your voice in his ear, he was in public after all. He realised he’s been silent a bit too long once again, oh how he wished the groun would just swallow him whole.

“Sorry I think I malfunctioned thinking of her saying something nice about me,” He’d managed to cover it up again but he really couldn’t do this for much longer he needed to leave this conversation.

He was trying so hard to figure out how to politely leave he hadn’t noticed you’d not said anything else, instead you were staring at him quizzically your head slightly cocked to the side. The minute he met your eye he stopped dead again, he felt so vulnerable that his blood ran cold and he actually felt frozen.

“Is there a reason you always seem to want to escape my company like a captured animal?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You look like I’m holding you hostage and you’re looking for a trusted adult.” Your sarcastic tone wasn’t helping his growing issue of obession with your voice.

“No it’s not you it’s,” the fact the minute he hears your voice he starts to imagine every scnerio that’s kept him up late at night “just really loud in here, kind of overwhelming.”

“Let’s go outside then it’ll be better there,” You accommodated his needs without a second thought and just because you told him too he also followed you without a second thought.

Getting outside did nothing to help him though because his issue wasn’t actually the music. Now he had no where to run too without making it painfully obvious that he was avoiding you. You already knew there was something going on because you’d casually asked Trinity a few days ago and she burst out laughing and said to ask him in person.

You thought by Trinity’s reaction that it was something more embarrasing than something you’d done to upset him. You knew as much as she tried to act like she didn’t, Trinity genuinely cared about Dennis and if you’d upset him she wouldn’t be so friendly. So with a bit of liquid courage you decided to ‘casually’ corner him at the bar you begged Trinity to drag him to.

“So… is it my breath?” You continued on your line of questioning and Dennis internally sighed knowing there might be no way out of this.

“There’s nothing you’ve done I promise.” Hoping, but doubting, that she’d let it go he just tried to remain staring out into the traffic passing the bar. There was something in the way he said it that made you think it was all down to his reaction. His reaction of you?

“Nothing I’ve done?”

“Nope nothing.”

He was too busy staring at the road he hadn’t noticed you take small steps closer towards him.

“So what have you done that means you have to avoid me?” The suggestive note in your tone plus his sudden acknowledgement that you were now right next to him had his mind immediatly flash back to every long night he had thinking about something you’d said to him that day.

“I’ve not done anything,” He wasn’t lying either. He had many an uncomfortable night thinking about your voice but feeling uncomfortable to act on the feeling. He worried that if he actually acted on the feeling it would only get worse, but honestly it was getting worse anytning.

“How noble,” You chuckled, with his back pressed against the wall you were now stood flush with your chest to his arm, “So is it just my voice that makes you feel that way?”

From the minute you uttered that sentence Dennis thought someone slipped him something inside the bar and that he was dreaming. He couldn’t even answer you it was like he’d completely turned to stone. At first he thought Trinity put you up to it but then you’d taken his phone and put your number in it and he believed it slightly more. You ushered both of you back into the bar stating it would be suspicious if you were out there any longer.

When you both got back Dennis was still just as nervous around you so Trinity didn’t think anything had happened. Or maybe she was too wrapped up in Garcia, they were horrible at staying apart once they got slightly drunk but this was the one night you were counting on being ditched.

It didn’t take them too long either, you might had also fed it by buying a few too many rounds of shots. It was such a usual routine that you laughed at them as they stood up the barely contained tension in the air.

“Who’s house tonight lovebirds?” It was a usual question since you knew both but this time there was a selfish reason behind the question.

“Maybe the one without the roommate?”

“Remember you still have a neighbour!” You hollered to them as they walked away. You’d already had the unfortunate time of realising the wall between your flats were not as thick as you thought.

The door closed and that just left you and Dennis sat on the same side of the booth. There was a moment where Dennis thought you’d changed your mind but in reality you were making sure they didn’t randomly come back in.

“Well looks like your apartment is free? Unless you’d just rather go home seperatly?”

Dennis nodded then shook his head so fast it honestly looked like he’s twitched a muscle in his neck but thankfully you got the message. He still hadn’t fully convinced himself that this wasn’t a dream. You both arrived at his apartment and he was still pinching himself and still not beliving the results.

He thought after that first night that would be it. If you were honest you thought it might have been too, you were just expecting a casual hook up between coworkers but after the first night there was no way you were letting him go.

He was always so desperate to please, always asking you what you wanted. You knew part of it was him wanting to hear your voice, but you couldn’t deny that you loved him listening to your every command. He’d started out being so desperate to please you just so you’d keep him around but after a while he got comfortable, confident even. He hadn’t changed from being a blubbering mess following your every command but his confidence grew each time making you dizzy at the sight.

You weren’t planning on keeping it a secret forever but you both knew there was a edge knowing that it was a secret to the people around you, but you also knew that your bedroom shared a wall with Garcia. This wasn’t always hard to find a way around, usually if Trinity seen Dennis leave she would just invite Garcia around anyway meaning you were safe.

This night however she left like usual, but came back with Trinity. Dennis had already arrived to your apartment before they got back so neither of you knew, and you stayed unaware that your neighbour and coworker could hear you the entire night. You both stayed unaware of this fact until the day after next when you got a very nervous text from Dennis before you arrived to shift.

‘Last time… when she left. Came back with company. Trinity heard, they both did.’

You knew what he was talking about immediatly and you knew you were in for one hell of a shift, especially considering you carpooled with Garcia most days.

‘She just said neither of them got any sleep’

You couldn’t help of the laugh you made in reaction. You knew it had gone on for a bit but all night seemed a little excessive. Regardless you knew it would give Dennis a little confidence boost, he needed it and he deserved it too.

‘It’s about time they got a taste of their own medicine anyway, tell her to get some nice ear plugs because I’m not planning on stopping’

He rode the high of your text for his entire shift, even when you were called down to consult on a trauma there was a noticable change in his demenour. You weren’t the only one that noticed but you were so zoned in to the trauma call the looks and comments of others didn’t even register.

The way Dennis responded to your instructions seemed so calm, like he’d done it a million times. You’d come down to consult on a fair amount of cases but this was a new level of cohesive that even Robby stepped back and stopped talking. Finally this time the trauma was finished Dennis actually stuck around long enough to hear you compliment him.

“Nice work in there Whitaker.”

“What can I say, great teacher?” He smiled, “Let me know how they get on out of surgery.”

He even stayed long enough to watch you walk away with the patient, and unlike the first time you complimented him this time he didn’t scurry off to hide he just wore the smile proudly on his face. That was until he walked towards the screen and he had a pen thrown towards his face. His head snapped towards the offending target to see Trinity sat at a computer charting

“What the hell what that for?” He barked in hushed tone.

“You’re the reason I got no fucking sleep!” The minute he realised what she was talking aboutn his face went through about 10 different emotions “How the hell did you even manage that?”

“Manage what?” Javadi’s voice came

“How our Huckleberry here kept me up all night with our OR’s Ace Resident.” Trinity near enough shouted to the whole ER, well so much for private or subtle.

“Wait really? You asked her out?” The disbelief in her voice was evident and frankly Dennis was a little offended.

“I don’t know, she asked me out.” He really didn’t know what to say to them because frankly he hadn’t figured out how he was in this situation either.

“You are lying.”

“I’m not, ask her yourself!”

“I’m not getting past you keeping me up all night!”

“Wait,” Javadi stopped doe eyed and looked between Dennis and Trinity “All night?”

Dennis couldn’t stop the smile that appeared on his face.

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