Holaaa, I love your posts so i was wondering if you could write a matk sloan imagine where y/n is black and she has to deal with a racist patient (the same thing that happend to bailey) y / n cries and vents with mark about this situation, and obviously mark tries to protect her. but in the end she decides to operate on the patient with great professionalism.
Ps sorry, i know its long😅
Pairing: Mark Sloan x POC!Reader
Slipping your hands into the latex gloves you stood in the abulance bay awaiting the gunshot victims that were being brought in. This was a all hands on deck situation, Alex stood next to you just as the first ambulance pulled in
The door opened and the both of us rushed forward claiming this case before the others could
"What do we got?" the medic hopped out and removed the patient out of the ambulance
"Forty year old male, gsw to his left leg, abdomen and left clavicle" she went on to give us his stats as we wheeled him into the hospital
The man groaned in pain as he pulled the oxygen mask down, you were about to tell him to keep it on when he started scowling at me
"I don't want her on my case!" Alex looked over at you as you wheeled him into the room, refusing to let his comment get the best of you
"If I'm being treated in this hospital I don't want a black person working anywhere near or on me. I'm pretty sure this baboon doesn't even know what she's doing" Alex was visibly angry by the way this man was reacting, he opened his mouth to defend you but you stopped him before he could say anything that would get him fired
"Sir I am your doctor and I am going to be treating you today. So we can either come to that agreement or you could walk right out those doors and go to another hospital" the nurses paused what they were doing as you spoke sternly to the man
"Doctor Y/L/N outside now" cheif Hunt ordered but you stood in place wanting to slap that smug look on the man's face
"She can't speak to me that way, I want her fired!"
"Doctor" scoffing you removed your protective gear and left the room, Hunt hot on your heels
"That is exactly how we do not talk to our patients Doctor. I don't know what he said but whatever it was you still had no right to speak to him that way" he towered over you, hands on his hips, grilling you in front of everyone in the pit
"With all due respect sir, you should ask what caused me to react that way before trying to embarass me infront of everyone" with that being said you turned around on your heels, briefly locking eyes with Mark
You quickly walked down the hall before Owen could say anything else not caring about what would happen afterwards. You were fuming and you wanted to scream so loud until your throat hurt but for now all you could do is hideaway in the on-call room
"Don't let him get to you Y/N" you paced the floor running your palms down your face in hopes of calming down before the tears could get the best of you. Whenever you got extremely angry you had a habbit of crying out of frustration
"Hey, you alright in there" Mark's voice came from the other side of the door, when you didn't answer he opened it and stepped inside
He could feel the tension radiating off of you as he stood in front of you. Interlocking your fingers with his he pressed his forehead against yours knowing that him being close would calm you down enough for you to tell him what happened. Taking a few deep breaths of his strong colonge you felt yourself calm down, the tears now streaming down your face
"Babe don't cry, look at me" using his index finger he tilted your head back, he was mad that someone made you this upset and he sure as hell was willing to give that person a piece of his mind
"The gsw patient that was brought in made it very clear how he felt about me, a black person" Mark knew there were patients that couldn't see past a persons skin colour and he knew that they're a lot to handle
"He called me a baboon and when I set him straight and let him know that I wasn't going to run out of the room crying because he called me a monkey Hunt came in and picked up on my tone, not even giving me a chance to tell him what lead up to that" buring your face in his chest Mark wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head
"I'm sorry you had to go through that, if only people would stop being such pricks"
There was a knock on the door and then it swung open Owen standing there with regret etched onto his face. Clearing his throat he spoke
"Alex told me what went down and I'm sorry for the way that I handled it" your grip on Mark tightened as he continued
"You're right I should've spoken to you in a decent way than arguing with you in front of everyone. I managed to convince the patient that you are one of the best general surgeons in this hospital and he agreed to have you operate on him" Mark looked down at you and he could see the wheels turning in your head, he knew that you were still unsure about seeing the jackass again
"I'll do it" placing a kiss on Mark's cheek you followed the ginger back to where the asshole was being preped for surgery by the nurses. You were adjusting the IV bag when the man reached out to you and you froze
"I'm sorry doc" still upset you nodded slightly, you didn't know if he meant it or he understood that he wasn't in a place to argue with the person who's going to operate on him