#huzz

he was still getting adjusted to coming back to work. the ten months he took off for rehab had extended into feeling like ten years. he didn’t expect everyone to reach out, in fact, no one did. but, he also didn’t expect how much y/n would reach out.

his marriage was in a rocky place before abby had even found out about the pills. they fought consistently, and between her and work, frank was exhausted. he never wanted his marriage to end in divorce, but it made him realize that maybe they never should have gotten married in the first place. now, they don’t even speak.

y/n was always there. she was present when him and abby were married, but he could never be with her, he thought. he was married. it was so wrong to be thinking that way about another women. however, y/n was there for him more than his actual wife, so she started feeling more like home every day.

she would send him messages and hand written letters. she would take him to lunch after his meetings. she would answer his late night phone calls talking him down from intense cravings. she would hold him during breakdowns and run her fingers through his hair. she was there for him when he had no one else, but the world kept spinning. it didn’t take long for him to fall absolutely head over heels for her. when he was with y/n, the benzos weren’t even a thought in his head.

still, y/n and frank had never shown their relationship. it was kept secret, confidential. if her uncle found out, frank would be killed, and he was already on robby’s radar after the whole situation. robby was glad frank went to rehab, but in no means did he trust him. y/n and frank knew the explosion that would happen if he found out.

but with foggy minds and an overwhelming workplace, frank cant stay away from y/n. she looked so cute in her scrubs and her loose ponytail. she had been eyeing him all day, and he was going crazy.

“what’s gotten into you today?” y/n laughs against his lips.

“you,” he groans.

y/n reaches her hands up to his neck, grabbing on for support as his hands slide down her hips and over her ass. they know someone can walk in, but frank doesn’t even care. he needs her. it doesn’t matter who knows it, he’s been quiet about it long enough.

his thoughts run boldly through his mind as he savors y/n’s touch in the break room until the door creaks open.

robby stands in the doorway, bewildered by the sight in front of him. y/n pushes frank away gently when she hears someone come in, but her heart falls to her shoes when she makes eye contact with her uncle, her boss, and franks boss, too. all three of them look around at each other like the three spider-man until robby breaks the silence after what feels like five years.

“what the fuck are you doing?” he asks, immediately directing his gaze to langdon.

“robby-“

“what the fuck were you doing?” he repeats, only sharpening his words like no one heard him.

no one really knows what to say. y/n stands awkwardly by the sink, frank now in the middle of the room as robby slams the door behind him. “does anyone want to speak?” he barks, losing almost every ounce of patients.

“we were just- um…” franks eyes don’t leave robby’s, knowing he already sees him as even more of a fuck-up. he doesn’t look to y/n, he doesn’t want to see the look of embarrassment and shame on her face from being caught with him. so, he doesn’t look at her and see everything but written on her face.

“he was with his girlfriend,” y/n murmurs, looking her uncle dead in the eyes. there’s no going back to how it was now.

“girlfriend?” robby scoffs, putting his hands on his hips and blowing out a short breath of air. “since when?”

“almost a year.”

“you mean when he was stealing pills from other patients?”

“michael…” y/n grits, her blood getting hot at the sound of robby’s voice degrading frank.

“i thought you were smarter than this.”

all frank can do is stand there. for months, he’s felt like a failure and nothing more. since the day robby told him to get out of his hospital, he had never felt the same. he watched his world crumble in his hands, unable to pick up the pieces from the actions he chose. he understands robby entirely, which might be the worst part.

“smarter than what? being there for your fucking resident?” y/n retorts, unable to. stand the slander on franks name, and now hearing hers being brought into this. robby doesn’t know how much he can handle fighting with his niece, so he turns his arrow to frank.

“do you want to tell me why you’ve been hanging around with my niece? aren’t you married? aren’t you tired, tired of fucking things up?”

“i’m not fucking anything up, robby.”

“i think you did, langdon,” robby crosses his arms, his tone of voice shooting frank right in the heart. he already knows he fucked up, but being with y/n was never something he fucked up.

robby looks at langdon with near disgust in his face. he found langdon eating his nieces face in the break room, not even a year after he found stolen benzos in his locker. not only that, frank was supposed to have a wife at home waiting for him. robby didn’t even notice frank hasn’t worn the ring in a long time.

“he fucked up nothing,” y/n chimes in after painfully watching the scene unfold in front of her. “he sat for months in rehab trying to fix his problems, which is better than you can say. he sat for months with no one on his side, no one reaching out for him. should he have taken the pills? obviously not, but if you wanna play the ‘fuck-up’ game, lets play.”

“then explain this shit to me!”

y/n watches frank, his fingers shaking as he tries to calm them with a bouncing foot. his eyes are wide, his face pale and cheeks flushed. he fidgets with the air, wishing he could sink into the ground. soon after, he looks back up to y/n, a panic in his eyes that he would have to stop seeing her. she looks for assurance to tell robby what he needs to know, and she finds it in his eyes.

“he and abby got divorced a while ago. he didn’t tell you because of… this! because of how you talk to him now! you tear him down repeatedly- and i know, i understand you did what was right for your department, but jesus christ, give him a fucking break! you don’t bother to ask how he’s been or how he’s been working on it, you just don’t care. and obviously we didn’t tell you we were together because of how you just fucking reacted!”

robby stands there, somehow more perplexed than before. “i didn’t know you got divorced.”

“i didn’t think you needed to know, no one does. my names already being dragged around enough,” frank adds, sighing after hearing robby’s calmed voice.

“but my niece? you go behind my back twice, and this time with the girl i practically raised? why?”

“because i love her.”

y/n flicks her eyes back to frank, almost giving herself whiplash. she knew it this whole time, but they had never actually admitted it to each other. robby’s eyes widen for what felt like the millionth time in ten minutes. he tilts his head to the side with his mouth slightly ajar, and looks back at y/n.

she can’t physically lie to robby anymore. ever since she was a kid, he could read her like a book. for y/n, this was probably one of her best kept secrets of all time. her heart pounds, threatening to burst through her ribcage.

“i love him.”

robby can see the desperation all over y/n’s face, a look he hasn’t seen before. he’s met multiple of y/n’s boyfriends before, but none of them have warranted such a look from her. he couldn’t quite name what it was, though. her eyes were warmer than usual and her stance softer. when shes working on a case with frank, she moves lighter and her motions are calmer than when she works with anyone else. the praises and reassurance he gives her during exams made her light up more than the others. and langdon had always been gentler with y/n. he was slower, understanding. robby hadn’t noticed all of these small details. all of a sudden, it made sense. she really did love him and he really did love her.

they all stood in silence for more time, letting robby process and deciding not to add fuel to the fire.

“are you still mad?”

“mad? im pissed,” robby laughs, rubbing his fingers into his eyes. “but, ill get over it.”

frank sighs and y/n rolls her eyes. “good, because we weren’t planning on not seeing each other because you threw a hissy fit.”

“i did not throw a hissy fit-“

“you literally did, we just watched you,” y/n throws her hand out, brows furrowed looking at her uncle.

“okay, whatever,” he throws his hands up in defeat. “i am in no means happy about this, though.”

“yeah, we could kinda tell.”

“i don’t want to hear anything from you unless it’s medically urgent, heard?”

“heard,” frank nods, stepping back again. he knew robby would be fired up for a while.

the tension in the room could be felt miles away. y/n’s eyes could be stuck in the back of her head by the number of eye rolls in the span of time shes been in this godforsaken break room.

“jesus, i just needed an update from you about the guy in 11,” robby says and turns to face the door. “just meet me in there when you’re done.” robby reaches for the doorknob and stops. “also, if i ever, ever see you guys doing what you were doing in this hospital again, you’re both done for.”

“it won’t happen again,” y/n and frank say simultaneously, warranting a quick look to each other. finally, robby walks out.

once they’re sure he’s walked far enough away, frank brings his hands up to the back of his head and bounces on his feet. “fuck.”

y/n sees the panic draw across his features. “hey, hey, its okay.”

“he’s going to kill me, y/n. slash my tires, poison my coffee, all the true crime stuff!”

“no, he won’t. he’ll get over it, frank. i promise you.”

he sighs, pulling his arms down. y/n places one on his chest to feel his racing heart beat. the feeling of her hand on him brings him back down to reality.

“what if he forces you to leave me? baby, i cant handle that-“

“he can never do that. he has a lot of power in this hospital but he has none between you and me. nothing he says- hey, look at me,” y/n interrupts herself when she sees his eyes wandering. she places a hand on his hot, flustered cheek. “nothing he says will make me stop loving you like i do.”

when robby starts walking towards the nurses station, dana pulls her glasses down the bridge of her nose to look up at robby.

“you finally discovered the star-crossed lovers?” she teases.

“did you know about this?”

“they never told me, but that,” dana replies. moving her gaze. as robby talks to her, his forearms resting on the countertop, frank and y/n leave the break room. from her angle, dana can see them walk out together. y/n stands in front of frank, and his eyes watch her like shes a shooting star. his gaze doesn’t leave her until she walks into a trauma room, pulling the stethoscope off her neck. frank turns, and walks into 11 where robby was expecting him.