Book: Open Heart, Book 2-3
Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Lilac Allende)
Word count: 550
Warning: None
Premise: She can’t sleep as an old ghost resurfaces.Â
Prompt: 38. “I like your laugh.”//41. “Go back to sleep.” from “A Hundred Ways to say I Love You”
Author’s Note: Thank you, anonymous for sending this in! This one is for you, I hope you like it!
Author’s Note II: I am writing from 3 different “ways to say I Love You” lists so bear with me. I’ll always link the list these came from.Â
The bright LED light is almost painful as Ethan blinks awake. There is nothing but moonlight pouring through the windows, casting the quiet bedroom into a mosaic of grey and blue. Beside him, the graceful slopes of his girlfriend’s profile are illuminated by the phone screen before her. When she glances at him and realizes he’s awake, all amusement vanishes.
“Oh, shit,” she mutters, flicking the phone screen off. “I didn’t mean to wake you, babe.”
Ethan rubs his eyes against the thick haze of sleep weighing his lids down.
“What time is it?”
“Almost one.”
Even in the darkness, he can hear the shame in her voice.
“Are you okay?” he asks, feeling much more alert. He carefully shifts his body on the mattress to make room for her. As if by second nature, her body burrows into his side.
“I had a nightmare.”
The four words carry the weight of a lengthy explanation. All at once, his heart sinks with concern. Lilac doesn’t have to elaborate for him to know this is about the attack. Even through the months and the exceptional work she has been doing with her therapist, Dr. Ravelli, the nightmares still find her at times.
Ethan pulls her close, kissing the top of her forehead.
They allow the silence to press on. It’s not a stifling quiet, like it used to be when they were both too inexperienced with their own wounds. This pause is gentle, patient, forgiving.
When she’s ready, Lilac continues, “I dreamt of Danny,” she whispers. “Not during the attack or how he looked in the end. It was a random memory of him during my first day at Edenbrook.” There is another pause. “He told me not to worry about you.”
Ethan glances down with interest. The freckles on her nose in the moonlight are the prettiest he’s ever seen them. “How so?”
“You had just torn me apart after that thoracotomy and Danny told me you were like that with everyone.”
“He wasn’t wrong.”
“He also said I would have many more opportunities to impress you.”
“Again, right on the money.”
Her smile is as breathtaking as the bay glittering outside the window Ethan stares, captivated. Of course, he would never tire of seeing the woman he loved radiate happiness, but this smile is different. It’s the dawn over a dark sky, the orange rays of sunlight piercing through the abyss.
“I take it this was after you called me an asshole?”
“You’re never letting me live that down.”
“Not a chance. It was the first time anyone, let alone an intern, called me that to my face.”
“More like to your back?”
“Were you looking at said back, Allende?”
Lilac shoves him playfully, unable to help the laughter that breaks out of her. The rich sound of it is his favorite melody on a regular day. Today, as it rings out in the dark vastness of the night, it’s nothing short of pure, blinding light, announcing the hope of healing.
When she’s finally regained her composure, her warm body is relaxed in his arms.
“I like your laugh.”
“Even when I snort?”
“Especially then.”
Another gentle silence, pierced only by her steady breathing.
“Thank you,” she mutters.
“I hope I was some help.”
Her reply is a sleepy smile.Â
“More than you realize.”
As her eyelids begin to drop with much needed sleep, Ethan leans in to press one last kiss on the tip of her nose.
“Go back to sleep. I got you.”
Author’s Note: I have many more of these planned so... sorry? Anon (number 2?) I got your umbrella prompt and have something planned for it!Â
This week might be a little crazy. I have ambitiously planned some Halloween content (fics, template, edits) so wish me luck. I also planned a fic for Lilac’s birthday which is the beginning of November, right after Halloween. In case I can’t finish that, I’ll aim for my birthday, which is two weeks after hers :)Â
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I'm back again on your amazing blog. Like I said it's everything. I got a request feel free to say no. Crowley already said to me. That's the dumbest idea I ever heard of giraffe. *sighs * but how bout a cute fluffy story bout me and Dean. With a little angst maybe brake up. But ends up with us getting married *blue eyes get really big* please and thank you. Again I love your blog.
Thank you :’) you really are too nice to me.
So I wrote you a little drabble, it doesn’t fit what you asked exactly but there is fluff and something sort of equivalent to marriage, and something sort of alluding to deancas not being together. I hope you like it :) (I hope you see it! I don’t know how anons see their responses if they get drowned in their dash.)
“The last guy I was with,” Dean says, post-coital and loose, in the mood for sharing. “Didn’t like that I was into girls too.”
The words tickle Cas as Dean speaks them against his chest. He’s been eyeing a cowlick of Dean’s, contemplating. He likes it right where it is, but the desire to play with Dean’s hair wins out. “Ok,” Cas says, using the hand that’s been trailing up and down Dean’s arm to comb down the obtrusive lock.
“Does it bother you?”
Cas thinks about it, gets distracted when he absentmindedly buries his fingers in Dean’s strands to tug and the latter shudders against him, but he circles back and really thinks about it.
“Your love is the best thing I have,” Cas ends up saying. “It is my favourite thing, my greatest blessing. I wouldn’t deny that to anyone you’d want to offer it to.”
Dean kisses Cas where he’s nearest, somewhere along his sternum. “Only ever you,” he promises. He commits.
Cas curls his finger around the cowlick, bringing it back to attention. “Ok,” Cas echoes from earlier. “For as long as you’ll have me, Dean.”
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