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11,20 for Ethan and MC

11. things you said when you were drunk 20. things you said that i wasn’t meant to hear

From the things you said prompt list. Send me a pairing and number and I’ll write a mini fic!

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Drunk Thoughts Have Sober Consequences 

Donahue’s was dimly lit and oddly quiet that Tuesday evening; mostly just residents who completed their midday shifts and came to unwind for a little while after happy hour ended. 

Instead of laying back and relaxing, one small group of residents was deliberating, drunkenly devising a plan to save Edenbrook from impending closure.  

Their faces lit up when Bryce came up with a halfway decent plan. 

Becca nearly jumped out of her seat as she exclaimed, “That’s brilliant, Bryce! It just might work!” 

The gaggle briefly celebrated with cheers and clinking of their glasses before their chatter moved onto more logistics. 

Elijah piped in with, “What would Ramsey think?” It was Ethan’s team after all. 

The grand plan would be to change the ethos of the Diagnostics Team, taking on high-profile patients so those profits could offset the cost of pro bono work.  

“Who cares what Ramsey thinks?” Becca was quick to scoff. 

Ever since Ethan rejected her a few short weeks ago, things have been tense between them. They were able to move past it in most ways, putting her professional development at the forefront; it’s the most important thing between them. For every single denial of his feelings he spewed, there were more longing looks, brushes of the hand and lingering near one another just a bit too long. And in the last few days Becca had enough of his waffling bullshit.   

“Everyone?” Jackie retorted as she downed the rest of her beer.  

Becca let out a mirthless chuckle. If only they knew the real Ethan Ramsey... Just thinking about that man put fires in her amber eyes, ignited by the three shots of tequila she’s had.     

She downed the rest of her drink and began her impromptu rant; “He’s pompous and entitled and so up himself. I’m pretty sure he’s a robot.” With absolutely no filter present, Becca bubbled over, “He’s the most infuriating person in the whole hospital! He has so many stupid rules!” 

Only Sienna had an inkling of the romantic faltering between the diagnostics fellow and her boss. Right now, she hoped Becca was okay and that the rest of the group was too lost in their drinks to marinate in the subtext of her words. 

“And he’s going to do exactly what I say!” At some point in her blind rage Becca stomped to the head of the table to make the assertive proclamation.  

She wanted him. As much as she tried to push the feelings aside, to let rejection overcome her, she just couldn’t let him go. Regardless of all of Ethan Ramsey’s flaws, Rebecca Lao was falling further in love with him with every conversation they had. 

As she was on her soapbox and unaware to her surroundings, her friends tried their best to calm her down. The girl was making a scene. Bryce noticed even Reggie at the other side of the bar was watching them with an intrigued smirk.  Sienna and Elijah tried to silence her speech by sending rounds of “shush’s” and “Bec, settle down. Use your inside voice” her way. Everyone subtly trying to tell her to shut up before she loses her job.

But it didn’t work. None of it worked. 

Not until she finished her ramble, chest heaving and in need of oxygen, did she register the wide eyes and four pale faces of her friends.   

“Is that so?” his smooth, baritone voice came from over her shoulder. 

Her friends were mortified. 

All Becca did was whip her head around, her quick wit taking over, “Unfortunately.” 

Her dark eyes were hooded, an obvious effect of the alcohol mixing with her exhaustion. She wasn’t looking him in the eye, whatever self-preservation she had was locked to the navy blue tie fastened around his neck like a noose. 

Ethan’s stare was on her; not moving from her face, wishing she’d look up at him. He knew Becca was tenacious. He just didn’t know if her bark or her bite was worse. 

Sienna stood, taking one step towards the ex-lovers’ bubble, “I’m sorry, Dr. Ramsey, she didn’t mean-” 

Ethan held up his hand. 

His ocean eyes were still on her, “Anything else to add, Dr. Lao?”  

For a brief second Becca’s glare flitted up to his face. She saw the careful cracks in his stoic disposition immediately. 

She shook her head ever so slowly. 

“My office. First thing in the morning.”

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Mal!! thank you<333 I have to admit my absolute stupidity because I read "i trusted you for e&c" and I was like ??? ohmygod what have i done why had mal trusted me and now she doesnt??" and then it clicked:DDD i love how super dumb i can be

also, I am not sure what this is. I have the hardest time writing rn but I guess I cannot overcome it without, you know, writing, so here is this mess - at least it is angsty! <3

when jade turns moss (e & c)

There’s a fire in her eyes as she look up at him.

There is often a fire in her eyes – a flame burning, turning the green of her eyes into the most beautiful shade of jade, sparkling with passion.

This fire is different, though. There are no sparks, only flames that burn and burn until jade turns into dark moss green and her eyes are not full of passion. They are dark and deep and blazing with rage.

„I trusted you,“ she says calmly. Quietly. Her voice nothing like the burning gaze.

Ethan cannot move. He wishes he could, he wishes he could reach out and cup her cheek and break the spell – the curse – that has fallen over them.

(And it is almost funny, for him to carry such wish, knowing more than well that he is then one casting the curse.)

„I have always trusted you,“ Chiara continues and the fire in her eyes does not slake, even when her voice shakes as she says always. „I have never, not once in our time knowing each other, doubted you.“

Ethan still cannot move. He just keeps standing there, fists clenched at his sides, remorse engraved in every wrinkle, every muscle of his face. But what of it. It is too late now. (Too late.)

Chiara’s lower lip quavers. Her eyes shine now, though there is still no passion, just unshed tears glowing.

„I trusted you to trust me,“ she whispers, and even though her voice is no longer as calm or as steady, she doesn’t allow herself to raise it, to lose her control. Quiet whispers and voice trembling and Ethan prays she could just scream – nothing could be as wrenching as her silent ache.

The tears threaten to fall – but Chiara doesn’t allow herself to lose her control. (Not now and not ever.)

Before the first one drops and falls on the wooden floor of Dr. Ramsey’s office, she turns on her heel and leaves the room.

And Ethan cannot move.

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[lem-20]

The most important person

Summary: MC finds a photo in Ethan's wallet. Set post bk 3.

Book/Pairing: Open Heart/ Ethan Ramsey x f!mc (Cecilia Gibson)

Category/Rating: Fluff/ Teen

Word Count: <600

Prompts: Inspired by @wackydrabbles prompt “You keep a photo of ________ in your wallet?” (will appear in bold) and @choicesmonthlychallenge July Day 10: journey

"Are you ready to go, Chief?"

He smiles at her, although she can tell he's really trying not to. "Why do you have to say it like that?"

"Like what..." She places a hand on his chest, looking up at him through her long eylashes and lowering her voice to a breathy whisper, "...chief."

For a second he looks like he wants to completely devour her, but then he regains his composure. "Yes like that," he says with a roll of his eyes.

"What can I say? I'm sleeping with the Chief of Medicine, it's kinda hot," she chuckles.

"Sleeping with? And there was me thinking we were in a committed relationship."

"Ooh, careful Ethan. Carry on with sexy talk like that and I'll have to drag you to the bedroom," she teases as she runs her hands down his chest.

"Ha ha ha. Very funny," he replies sarcastically.

"I'm not joking. I love it when you say things like that," she says while fluttering her eyelashes.

"Well in that case," he presses his mouth to her ear and whispers, "committed relationship."

"Oh wow," she replies as she jokingly fans herself.

He smiles at her before pressing a kiss to her lips. "As much as I'd love to spend the day in bed with you, we really need to get to work."

She lets out a groan, "I suppose you're right."

Ethan grabs his keys and wallet, but the wallet slips from his hand - popping open as it lands on the floor.

Cecilia looks at it, then swoops down to pick it up.

“You keep a photo of us in your wallet?” She turns to face him, a big grin on her face.

Ethan looks a little awkward. "Well yes, that's what people do sometimes when they love someone."

"But this picture was from the Hopeful Hearts Gala - that was last year. How long have you had this in here?" she smiles.

"Umm..." a slight blush creeps up his neck, ".. since the day after the gala. I asked the photographer to have a copy delivered to the office."

"Really? But we weren't even officially official back then," she giggles.

"Maybe not, but it was close enough for me."

"Aww Ethan..." Cecilia sighes.

"I know I didn't communicate it well enough, and left it a lot longer than I should have to tell you how I really felt. But that night was special to me. When I kissed you in front of everyone - that was the moment when I finally accepted that you were the most important person in my life."

Cecilia takes his hand in hers, her eyes brimming with tears. "I wish you had been more clear. I always wanted to be with you - even long before that night."

He brushes his fingers down her cheek. "I know, I was a fool to make you wait."

"You were," she smiles, "but we got there in the end."

He pulls her in close, wrapping his arms around her. "I'm so lucky you didn't give up on me."

"You were always worth the wait Ethan."

"I love you," he says before kissing her passionately.

After a long moment Cecilia breaks the kiss. "We're definitely going to be late if you're gonna do that."

"So what, we're a few minutes late. Who's going to say anything? I am the chief after all."

She giggles as they melt back into the kiss.

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Thank you so much for reading ❤

I know this is super fluffy. I really wanted to write some angst, but apparently I can't do that 😆 It could only be fluff for those prompts though 😁

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[anntoldst0ries]

The Signs (Ethan x MC)

Book: Open Heart 3, post Chapter 11 Pairing: Dr Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr Noelle Valentine) Word Count/Rating: 1.6k, T Summary: After moments of passion and confessions, Ethan finds himself unable to fall asleep. Category/Warnings: Fluff, None

A/N: They are riding on Hawaiian waves, I am riding on the wave of fluff.

He witnessed the scene countless times during his career.

People squeezed in hospital corridors on horribly uncomfortable plastic chairs, air filled with hope of receiving the good news on their loved ones’ health, shared by many souls simultaneously. Wives resting their heads on husbands’ shoulders, mothers holding children perseveringly, their arms and legs numb and asleep. Some of them unmoving, save for shallow breaths and occasional blinks. Tired, on the verge of emaciation, haven’t had a wink of sleep in god knows how long.

How were they doing this? Where did they take this superhuman strength from?

Ethan could never fully comprehend this.

It was the sort of power he never really experienced in his life.

Until now.

Because when Noelle’s head found its haven on the sea of his chest, there wasn’t anything he wanted more than to become completely still, to hold his breath and be the pillow of safety she nestles up to.

He’d do whatever it takes to preserve her sleep, which, right now, was the most fragile and precious thing in the world to him.

It was a sign.

They lay in the aftermath of the afterglow, two castaways of the storm called life which, despite hurting them both really badly, also helped them find each other.

Them against the world.

Tropical Hawaiian air, sticky and dense, filled the room already soaked with lust.

It was heavy, failing to provide even the slightest relief amidst pervasive heat.

Because it was the type of heat that didn’t have much to do with the temperature.

It was the ardor of lovers.

Written on their curves were the stories of worship and promises of stories yet to be told.

They claimed each other's bodies a couple of times this night, engulfed in waves of desire bigger and stronger than the ones breaking on the shore outside the hotel windows.

The tidal waves hitting them, every next one with more might then its predecessor, their whole world encapsulated in the sounds of pleasure.

And something else.

In those moments, they were so much more than just a combination of skin, bones, muscles and ligaments succumbing to the march of time.

They were everlasting.

As doctors, they were reminded of their own mortality every second of every working hour.

But now, they were invincible, only if for a night.

When they moved in perfect unison, he saw something in her eyes.

He didn’t know what to call it, but he knew what it felt like.

Unconditional.

Their clothes and belongings were scattered all over the floor, the only witnesses of the wedding night fever.

It was the type of mess that was actually a proof of a perfect order.

The only kind of disarray he could live in permanently.

Signs.

Every cell of Ethan’s body craved sleep. But his eyes were wide open, defying the laws of gravity. And his mind was on overdrive. He couldn’t help but reminisce.

Two years ago he kissed her for the first time.

He could tell you exactly what happened right before and after the kiss. He could describe every second, every detail, every thought. But when their lips touched, he forgot his own name. And everything else he thought he knew.

A year ago he was fighting for her life.

Back then, Ethan didn’t know how strong he really was. Until being strong was the only choice he had.

Today, she was right here beside him and it was almost surreal. She was so close that he would notice the rising and falling of her chest. The rhythm of her breath.

It took him long to believe they could have a happy ending.

Too long, he kept reprimanding himself.

Yet the signs were there, if one only looked.

They were all around.

Ethan thought of all the people who made him the man and the doctor he was today.

Dolores. His first patient turned friend, the tragic and unjust loss. Baby Ethan’s fight. The night when nature played the cruelest eye for an eye game. Life for life. The night he started seeing Noelle Valentine through a brand new lens. He never told anyone, but seeing them so vulnerable awoke something in him. His own sensitivity, buried beneath the layers of grumpiness and indifference. Thick doctor skin.

Naveen. Ethan wished he could wipe the images out of his head. Seeing the man who taught him everything shrink and almost disappear was one of the hardest things he had to face in his whole life. Truth be told, he only made it through because she shared the burden with him. Because she saved Naveen. This delicate, slightly-built woman. The warrior. His Noelle. She made him so proud.

Louise. What his mother did to him was beyond repair. The cross he carried with him, anywhere he went. But in a short period of time Noelle achieved something he couldn’t do for years. Forgive. Never forget. Forgive and finally understand that even broken souls deserve the unbreakable love.

Dad. The man who, despite all the adversities, always had time for his child. But that didn't stop Ethan from resenting Alan for always justifying what Louise did. He couldn't understand, even though it was so simple. Love. In the realms of medicine, Ethan was in his element. But the concept of unconditional love was estranged. Until he met her. Not only did she mend the broken fence between father and son, but also showed him that some things truly are unexplainable and can only be understood with heart, not mind.

Tobias - his former best friend then best rival and now...best not to talk about it too much. Only Noelle had the power of talking Ethan into considering looking at Tobias in a different light. She laughed at the idea of holding the grudge forever. She challenged him and called him out on his bullshit.

Every relationship that meant something to him, had irreversibly been impacted by the force of a once clueless intern.

She signed them all.

Suddenly, she peeled away from his chest and rolled over to the left, so that her back was now facing him. Having covered her with a thin sheet, his fingers brushed her shoulder blades ever so lightly, as if anything more than this could hurt her.

It took all the willpower in the world to stop himself, for he wanted to touch every single millimeter of her being.

He wanted to draw the maps on her back. Maps of all the places they are going to discover together. The highways of their world. The plans of all the cities they will tower over. Write the words of pure adoration. The stories yet to unfold.

At the risk of looking like a creep, he slowly inhaled her smell. He wished there was a way to capture and bottle it, so he could carry it with him everywhere. His favourite perfume in the whole wide world.

Noelle shuddered lightly and the tiny movement startled him. Maybe she was trying to shoo a bad dream away.

“You are just a few inches away… and this is the longest distance between us I’m willing to put. No more running.” He whispered and kissed her hair lovingly. As if on cue, her breath returned to its regular rhythm, the tension leaving her muscles.

Part of him hoped she was asleep. Another wished she’d heard every single word. After all, he wasn’t best at translating feelings into words. Or maybe he was actually afraid that once he started, nothing would stop him.

Not only from telling her how he’s never felt this way about anyone, but also how everything fades whenever she’s around. How all the hospital drama dissipates, because everything is figureoutable as long as he knows she’s safe and sound. How, if he couldn’t run, he’d walk. If he couldn’t walk, he’d crawl. To her.

Today has done something to him.

Celebration of Ines’ love. Zaid’s speech. Being surrounded by people he no longer considered co-workers only. His friends.

Ethan lied. “I've never felt this way about anyone... and I don't know if I ever will again." Because he is certain he never will again. But more importantly, he never wants to.

Words echoed throughout his head.

“What I didn't expect was to meet the kindest, sweetest, most amazing doctor I've ever known... and the best friend I've ever had.” That was exactly what happened to him when one intern crossed the threshold of Edenbrook hospital...and inadvertently his life.

A crazy thought was born in his head. Completely irrational. And not a bad idea.

He hoped Zaid wouldn’t mind if he’d stolen the line and used it for his wedding vows. That is, if she agreed to share the rest of her life with him. There was always a dose of uncertainty.

But the idea certainly didn’t sound so scary anymore. Quite the contrary.

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Noelle woke up in a couple of paradises simultaneously.

The tropical paradise.

The physical paradise of total satisfaction.

The paradisiacal view of Ethan Ramsey’s perfect body.

“Good morning.” She murmured to the man on the balcony, who, despite the heavenly view of Hawaii stretching behind him, had his eyes set firmly on her.

“Good morning indeed.” He replied with an unknown sweetness in his voice, that surprised even him.

And he really meant it.

This was a good sign.

Fantastic even.

Maybe the best one ever.

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Taglist Cleanup

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The second of my art commissions by the amazing @/irdeinfierno on Instagram, King Liam and Queen Ivy the night of the Homecoming Ball 😮‍💨

Everything about this is perfect; the wishing well, Ivy’s engagement ring, one of my favourite Liam tuxes 😩 I could go on and on. I honestly can’t rave about her enough, she’s so insanely talented.

These two just fucked each other into a new dimension mere minutes before this, and I think that’s beautiful 🤍

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A Kiss of Relief

Book: Open Heart (Bk 2, Ch 11) Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Genevieve McClure) Word Count: 339 Rating: T Category: Angsty Fluff Trope(s):

Summary: Ethan gives in to his desires once Gen is free from the toxin. 

Warnings: none

A/N: Not me writing another thing for ch 11... but like this prompt was meant for it. 

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Sweet Affectionate Moments Prompts

His arms wrap around her, holding Genevieve against him as tightly as he dares. Feeling her tears mingle with his own in the somewhat empty hallway. 

The last twenty-four hours have been the most agonizing of his life. Proving to Ethan once and for all that Gen had become so much more than his resident, his friend. She was the love of his life, even if it was too soon to admit it to anyone but himself. 

The reset, the distance, his dimwitted convictions, none of it mattered anymore. 

The only thing that mattered now was finding a way to be with her, completely. 

Ethan pulls back, feeling eternally grateful when his rookie looks up at him with hopeful, joyful, green eyes. Their shared smiles saying more than words ever could. 

Taking a breath, he looks up and down the hallway, cataloguing the few nurses still moving about the floor. Taking down hazmat signs and restriction tape. Without giving himself a moment to overthink, Ethan moves his hands to her arms, gently walking then back into the room and away from prying eyes. 

“What are you doing?” Gen looks up at him again, whispering in confusion.

“I need to make sure we don’t have an audience.” 

“For what?” 

Slowly, Ethan cradles her face in his hands, the cool touch of her skin so soothing it brings tears to his eyes. He dips down, delicately pressing his lips to hers. Both sighing in relief at the sensation of kissing again. 

Something he hasn’t done since the asinine softball game against Mass Kenmore weeks ago. And something he hasn’t stopped thinking about since. 

Before they get carried away, Ethan pulls back. Eyes closing and resting his forehead against her own. 

“Let’s get you to a new room.” 

“Okay.” Her voice still stays at a whisper, as if she’s afraid to break whatever spell he’s been cast under.

But it would never be broken, and Ethan fully intends of losing himself completely to her enchantment the moment she’s released from the hospital.

A/N: Short and Sweet

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Alan x Naveen's friendship - headcanon

I absolutely adore both Alan & Naveen. Since they are two men closest to Dr Ramsey's stubborn heart, I always imagined them being quite close friends. And this is a story of how (in my head) it all happened!

Once upon a time, in a typical American household in Providence, RI, lived a young boy who decided to embark on his own path and carve a future for himself, far from what others would expect from him.

Hesitating between a career as a detective and a doctor, he decided to go for the latter, because he saw himself doing more good as a physician.

During his time in JH School of Medicine, he came across some volumes published by none other than Dr Naveen Banerji.

He read them all and was hooked.

Dr Banerji’s research inspired young Ethan to pursue diagnostics as his specialization; he also saw himself joining Dr Banerji’s world famous Diagnostics Team.

In his residency application, Dr Ethan Ramsey ranked Edenbrook Hospital in Boston first on the list.

Naveen personally chose him for the residency, but Ethan only found out after joining the DT as a permanent member.

One of the things Ethan has always admired about Naveen most was how he balanced kindness and compassion with being a very demanding teacher; it was something he struggled to find in himself.

Naveen encouraged Ethan to find his own style as a doctor, which he eventually did.

The interns & co-workers called his style ‘Nightmare from Blossom Street’ * - some people dreamed about Dr Terminator and were terrified Ethan would literally find them in their sleep.

Ethan & Naveen bonded over their exceptional standards of patient care, Ethan also found a father figure in Naveen, who pushed him beyond his limits.

Alan & Naveen ‘officially’ met after Ethan’s passed board exam celebrations.

After 10 minutes spent together, they were acting like besties who have known each other for ages.

Despite coming from two different worlds and having vastly distinct life experiences, the two clicked really fast.

Both men share a number of interests: card games, books, bowling… but their favourite one is constantly teasing Ethan.

When they joined forces against him, Ethan knew he made a mistake introducing them and worse, he knew there is nothing he can do to reverse it.

Whenever Alan, Naveen and “their boy” are in the same room, Ethan’s nose is always very sore for he pinches it every other minute in frustration.

Before he met Naveen, Alan used to be a little jealous of the way Ethan always spoke of his mentor.

After learning Naveen never wed and had no children of his own, Alan was actually very proud of his son for becoming ‘the closest thing to family he’s ever had’, as said by Dr Banerji.

Alan could sleep more peacefully knowing Naveen has an eye on Ethan.

He also knew Naveen can talk some sense into Ethan whenever necessary and out of respect for his mentor, Ethan will lower his head, mutter something under his nose but in the end he will listen.

Sometimes, when he looked at the two, Ethan couldn’t shake the feeling that although his mother left him, fate gave him another father instead. But he’d never say it out loud.

Unbeknownst to Ethan, Alan & Naveen have been fervently discussing the appearance of go-getting Dr Valentine in his life.

When Naveen fell sick, Alan was one of the first people who found out and it hit him really hard, but he supported him as best as he could.

One day, after Ethan and Noelle left his secret patient room, Naveen texted Alan: “I have to get better so I can dance at our boy’s wedding. I need a bit more time to confirm, but I think he’s found his future wife.”

At first, Alan thought his poor friend is suffering from fever or that his condition suddenly worsened; but Naveen assured him he’s not felt better in weeks. The sudden prospect of starting the hottest hospital rumour mill in a decade reinvigorated him.

When it was her who found the cure, they both considered it a sign.

It wasn’t 5 minutes after Alan met Noelle that he texted Naveen: “She’s a keeper. We better visit the tailor to have our tuxedos made on time.”

During Elle’s time in the contaminated room, Alan and Naveen were heartbroken for Ethan & Noelle. They promised each other that if she survives this, they will lock them both in a room (without any toxic substances) and hold them captive until they both confess their feelings.

Fortunately, there was no need as the life or death experience shook Ethan to his core.

Ever since, they’ve started noticing changes in him; Ethan was becoming softer, got frustrated a lot less than before and even smiled from time to time.

After Noelle passed her board exams, she invited Alan and Naveen for a celebration dinner, which obviously opened a floodgate of memories.

Both quite tipsy, Alan and Naveen started reminiscing about Ethan’s obsession with Naveen years ago.

Ethan didn’t even have to look at Elle; he knew exactly what she was going to say before she even opened her mouth. Safe to say, he wasn’t very happy about this.

“That’s interesting” - she said charmingly - “I was under the impression you find the idolatry among physicians absurd, Ethan.”

Alan, Naveen and Elle looked at each other before bursting out in laughter. Ethan ended this evening with a sore nose, again.

When Ethan asked for their help with choosing an engagement ring some time later, he found it weird that both took the information very calmly.

Little did he know that after he told Naveen and left his office, his mentor called Alan and they had their fair share of screams and victory dances then.

During Ethan & Noelle’s wedding (half of which they spent crying, the other half - drinking quite a lot) Alan and Naveen came clean about everything.

To their surprise, Ethan wrapped them in a tight hug and said "Thank you."

Their fledgling daughter-in-law winked and mouthed "I knew it."

On the day their first granddaughter was born, Alan and Naveen were in the hospital, awaiting the happy news in anticipation.

Instead of sitting on uncomfortable hospital chairs, they spent this time in the comfort of Naveen’s office.

By the time Ethan popped by to announce the birth of his daughter and invite them to meet the little girl, the two grandfathers have had her whole life planned, down to the minute.

Through trial and error, Alan and Naveen taught themselves how to use Pictagram so they could stalk Ethan and later to also post gazillion pictures of their grandchildren; they are now more proficient in using it than Dr Ramsey, which is the only reason why Ethan hasn’t blocked them yet

* reference to “Nightmare from Elm Street” movie series + Blossom Street is an actual street in Boston (where Massachusetts General Hospital is located)

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You’re good to me you know, really good

Becca and Ethan

Fluffy

Sacred Moments

Pairing: Ethan x F!MC (Becca Lao)  Rating: Teen+ Words: 303 Summary: Ethan’s asleep and Becca tells him she loves him.  Tropes: Domestic; In Love

> from the sacred romantic moments list

a/n: LMAO @ the need to distinguish this is a fluffy prompt. you know me too well 😂

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Nothing particular happened that day. Nothing out of their routine -- work, a few hours of overtime, takeout at Ethan’s place once they were sure all their patients were stable, time chatting on the couch like two normal people before dressing down for the night. 

They’re in bed. Tucked in long ago. Ethan’s light snores fill the space whilst Becca stares blankly at the ceiling with a sense of impending dread. Her mind hasn’t shut off, hasn’t let her fall into the same peaceful dreamscape as her partner. It’s one of those nights she’s oddly reflective on her life - her place in this grand world, the people in it; all she’s wished she has accomplished, and all her subtle regrets. Her blood pumps viscerally in her veins as the anxiety starts to set in, urges her to make a change. Synapses, neurons, every atom in her body is alight with the need. She knows it’s all an irrational fleeting fear. But she must make every second count. 

Becca tosses to her side, the mattress shaking with the force of her commitment. Ethan’s on his back, eyes closed and peaceful. All the harsh lines of his features are smoothed out just for her. 

“You’re good to me, you know?” she whispers the truth, out loud with certainty into the nighttime nothingness. “Like, really really good.”

Ethan doesn’t move. Doesn’t make a motion in acknowledgment. But that doesn’t stop Becca from pouring the rest of her heart out;

“I love you, so much.”

As if he heard every syllable, Ethan’s arm curls further around her, enough to weave idle fingers through a bunch of her hair. Brushes it back and trails long fingers down the column of her neck. They lay in silence. 

She’s almost asleep when he rolls over and wraps his arms around her.

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A Million To One (Ethan x MC)

Book: Open Heart

Warnings: Fluff, fluff, and a side of fluff. Oh, you want some more fluff? Fluff for everyone.

Also, it’s still me, so... strong language is a given lol

Summary: Inspiration strikes for Ethan as he watches his friend and colleague get married.

Word count: 5k

Author’s Note: This takes place during book 3 chapter 11. It turned out completely differently than I had anticipated, but I hope you enjoy it anyway! I can't keep reading this again without convincing myself it's garbage so excuse any mistakes you may find.

Your likes, comments and reblogs mean the world to me!

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

“Then by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you married. The two of you may kiss.”

Smiling, Ines and Angie leaned together and kissed tenderly. Teddy beamed as the tears she’d been holding at bay for the entire ceremony fell free. She felt a strong hand curl around her thigh and turned to her left to see Ethan smirking at her, winking as he handed her a tissue. She giggled as she rolled her eyes and took the tissue from him, trying to dab her face without ruining her makeup.

Teddy jumped to her feet, cheering and clapping as the two brides walked back down the aisle. As Ethan wrapped his arm around the waist of his emotional girlfriend, he couldn’t help his thoughts from wandering towards what their wedding might look like. His lip quirked as he thought about the small turquoise box secretly tucked away in his luggage in the hotel room, going everywhere with him until he found the right moment to ask her that special question.

The crowd watched as the newly married couple walked along the beach, their families and photographer following behind them.

Ethan gently pulled Teddy into him, her back hitting his chest as his arms wrapped around her and he nuzzled his face against her, pressing a kiss to her cheek. He silently chastised himself, inwardly rolling his eyes as he allowed himself to fall victim to the emotion and nostalgia weddings were known to evoke.

He had never been to a wedding that had made him feel like this before, remembering every detail of his past and picturing his future, playing out as his lifetime’s film before his very eyes. Watching his longtime friend and colleague get married was a blessing, but it was the smile of the woman in his arms that brought pure joy to his heart.

He couldn’t help but to think about what it had taken for them to get here. Two and a half years had gone by since he had met Teddy, and those years had been far from easy.

A year of stolen glances as he buried his feelings deep down to the pit of his soul. A few nights spent in her arms in bed that had brought a warmth to his chest like no other. Two months away from her and the life he knew, thinking of her everyday as he attempted to will away the love and adoration that was brewing within. One look at her as he returned was enough to obliterate any progress he had made.

A slight shiver ran through him as his thoughts carried him to a year ago now, nearly to the day. His arms subconsciously tightened their hold on his precious cargo, his struggle and anxiety over the safety of her life still prominent. He often found his mind drifting to that night, indescribable as anything other than the worst hours of his life. Anything he had been trying to tell himself up until that tortured night flew out the window as he was faced with the possibility of a life without Teddy. The love of his life, the woman he had pushed away, the woman he had forced himself not to utter those three words to, warping his mind to believe she’d be better off without him in every aspect.

The memory of her sobbing in his arms still made frequent appearances in his dreams; day or night. He hated himself for depriving them of the chance to hold each other without her impending doom. So, he swore to himself and to Teddy, that if she made it out of that room, he’d give her the world in any way he could.

The day she was released he took her home with him, taking leave from the hospital so he could take care of her and tend to her every need. After a month, he found the courage to share his true feelings for her, the feelings that had been bursting to break free since their first kiss in Miami. He promised her that he’d be his for as long as she wanted. He promised her that he’d let nothing stand in the way of them, for as long as she wanted.

Two months later, and two months of her staying with him every night, he formally asked her to move in with him, to which she eagerly accepted. He was utterly, yet pleasantly, shocked at the easy progression they made into domestic bliss. Three months after that, he accepted an invitation to New York for a medical convention, the perfect ruse for him to pick up the ring he’d been in secret talks over for months. Teddy still brought it up from time to time, taking every chance to remind him of the illustrious invitation he hadn’t extended to her, but he accepted the slander every time. It was a small price to pay for the end goal: unbridled happiness.

And yet here they stood, another six months had passed and he was still to ask her the question. There had been plenty of opportunities, nights out or weekends away as he followed through on his promise of giving her the world. Short trips with just the two of them, Ethan expecting every single one to end with Teddy adorning the custom ring on her finger, and every single one ending with him berating himself for his lack of courage. Many nights at home he’d considered it; Teddy was beautifully simplistic and although he was constantly thinking of grand gestures to surprise her, he knew she’d be equally ecstatic with a proposal on the couch after a long day together at work.

He nearly mustered up the courage one night in bed, wholly and perfectly content as her head lay on his chest, her body curled into him and slotting against his as if she was created to fit there.

And then it occurred to him, they hadn’t ever discussed marriage. Was this something she wanted? Did she know it was something he wanted? Most likely not. And he couldn’t blame her. It never had been, not until he met her. Until she became his partner in every sense of the word. He wanted them to be partners in every aspect of their life. He wanted to be bound to her for the rest of his life. He wanted her to be the mother of his children. That was definitely a discussion for a later date.

He shook himself out of his daze as Teddy turned in his arms, looping hers around his neck as she smiled up at him. He couldn’t help but to return it with one of his own as he looked down at her, eyes still shining from the ceremony and crinkling with joy. She was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen.

He knew then. It was time to find out.

As the guests began to make their way into the hotel, Teddy and her friends congregated at the cliff overlooking the ocean, the salty breeze rustling their hair as they gushed about the wedding and discussed their plans for the evening.

“I say we get absolutely wasted whilst we wait for the reception to start.”

“I’m with Bryce.” Teddy nodded, “how often do we all get the same week off from the hospital, never mind on vacation to Hawaii? We need to put the all-inclusiveness to good use, and that means I wanna get chocolate wasted.”

At that moment Ethan approached the group, rolling his eyes as he caught the tail end of Teddy’s comment. When is she going to stop quoting that damn film every time she wants a drink? Zaid and Baz walked with him as he pulled Sienna to the side. The four doctors spoke in hushed whispers as Teddy craned her neck, looking on with furrowed brows as her other friends continued their discussion.

Her nosiness and lack of respect for personal space carried her feet towards the group. The wrinkle between her eyebrows deepened further when she was sure she heard Ethan tell Sienna, “make sure she doesn’t drink too much. I don’t want her blackout for this.”

Who the hell does he think he is trying to control my drinking?

As she opened her mouth to ask that exact question, Ethan looked up and met her eyes with an adoring gaze. “Teddy,” he smiled. “I need to make a few phone calls to check on some patients before the reception begins. Is that alright with you? I won’t be too long, hopefully.”

Her anger was quickly forgotten as she stared into his baby blues, the only sight capable of rivalling the beauty of the ocean they looked onto, her brain struggling to work out how he still had such an intense affect on her after the nearly three years she’d known him.

She returned his private smile. “Of course. Just make sure you’re back for the reception, Ines would be heartbroken if you missed anything. And so would your girlfriend, but weddings are a great place to pick up men so I’d worry more about Ines than me.” She winked as he rolled his eyes, failing to suppress a chuckle and stepping towards her for a short but sweet kiss before turning to leave with the two Mirani brothers.

“Zaid and Baz are going with you?”

“Yes, they’re consulting on a patient of mine.”

“I’m surprised I’ve not heard about the case interesting enough to pull these two out of the research lab.” Teddy pouted as Ethan laughed. “Why you no tell me about da good cases?”

“As soon as we’re back at work, I promise you can work on the case. Now, go and have fun with your friends. That bar won’t drink itself dry.”

“Hey, don’t need to tell me twice. See ya!” Teddy smiled as she grabbed Sienna’s hand, leading her away as Sienna looked back over her shoulder, giggling as she saw Ethan’s pleading eyes and mouthing back ‘good luck’ as they walked away.

Ethan waited until the pair disappeared inside the hotel to find the rest of their friends, breathing a sigh of relief as he turned back to the two men. Baz was grinning widely and Zaid looked stressed.

“She better not ask me about the ‘case’ when we get back to the reception! I’m a terrible liar.”

Ethan shook his head as he ran his fingers through his hair. “She won’t, she’ll be a bottle of wine down and attempting to twerk against Ines’ dad, most likely. She was doing it all night at my cousins’ wedding last year, hence the request for Sienna to keep an eye on her drinking,” Ethan sighed as Baz giggled and Zaid let out a deep breath, nodding. “You know what you’re doing, then?”

“Sure do, boss man!” Baz grinned. He put his hand into the middle of the group, looking at the other two men expectantly.

Zaid groaned before placing his hand on top of Baz’s. “He won’t let you leave until we do this. We’re better off not wasting time and getting a move on with the plan.”

Ethan pinched the bridge of his nose as he let out a relenting sigh. “Fine.” He growled, reluctantly dropping his hand on top of the twins’.

“Teaaaaaaam... break!”

An hour later and miraculously the three men had each completed their jobs. Ethan smiled as he entered the wedding reception, his eyes immediately falling on Teddy sitting next to an empty chair as he walked over to the table. She smiled as she caught his eye, pulling him into a kiss as soon as he sat down.

“Hey, handsome,” she smiled at him, much more put together than he was expecting at this time of the evening.

“You don’t seem to be overly intoxicated.” He raised an eyebrow at her as she huffed and rolled her eyes.

“They ran out of cranberry juice! Can you believe that?”

Ethan chuckled as he leaned back in his chair, his arm naturally falling around her shoulders as she moved in closer. “With you here? Absolutely.”

“Yeah, yeah. Don’t worry, Grandpa, they’ve got plenty of scotch.”

“What’s your poison this evening, then?”

“Just a Merlot. But I don’t wanna get wine drunk and then be wine hungover on the flight home tomorrow, so I’m having to take it slow. It’s terribly frustrating.”

He turned away slightly, smirking as he thought to himself, you’re not going home tomorrow.

The night flew by, and after the meal, the brides’ first dance and a surprisingly emotional speech from Zaid, Ethan was trying to psych himself up as he began to run out of time. He stood at the bar, nursing his drink as he watched Teddy on the dance floor, her long blonde hair thrashing as she did the worm across the smooth surface, her friends laughing and cheering her on. How is this the woman I’ve ended up with? He felt a presence beside him, the deep chuckle revealing himself before he stepped up.

“She really is something, isn’t she?”

Ethan let out a contented sigh, “she is.”

As if she could hear them across the room, Teddy stood up, giggling with her friends before her eyes landed on him. And, as if on queue, the music changed to a slow song, Ethan recognising the opening notes from one of the teen movies he’d been forced into watching with her umpteen times.

She crooked her finger at him as she began to walk towards him, and he slammed his drink back before turning towards his mentor.

“Go. And don’t worry, old friend... everything will be fine.”

Ethan nodded, wanting that to be true more than anything. “Thank you, Naveen. I’ll see you soon.”

He discarded his tumbler on the bar and strode over to Teddy, taking her in his arms immediately as hers found their place around his waist. Her heels were long abandoned, and his imposing size made his neck a stretch with their vast height difference.

She lay her cheek against his chest as they swayed together, Ethan noticing that only couples were left on the dance floor, many pairs of prying eyes on the two of them. On her, he mused.

He pressed a kiss into her soft hair, marvelling at the sense of home he found in the familiar scent. It’s now or never.

He pulled back slightly, taking her chin between his thumb and forefinger as she grinned up at him. “Would you take a walk with me? I’ve been wanting to show you something.”

“Love to.” He smiled as he took her dainty hand in his, leading her away from the reception and along the beach, back towards the hotel.

As they crossed through the hotel lobby and entered the elevator, Teddy smirked as she watched him select their floor. “My my, Dr. Ramsey. If you wanted to get me out of my dress so badly, you didn’t need to lead me astray under the false pretence of a walk. I’d have been more than happy to come for the ride.”

Ethan shook his head with a smirk as they reached their floor. “Get your mind out of the gutter, Dr. Valentinos.”

“I wasn’t complaining, sir.” He shut his eyes tightly at the deliberate rasp in her voice. Stop distracting me.

“Save that for later, Rookie.”

He took her hand again as they walked towards their suite. He turned as they reached the door, smiling nervously as he fidgeted with the key card. “You need to shut your eyes.”

She giggled as she looked at him curiously, “what?”

“Please.”

With a slight furrow in her brows, she complied and her eyes fluttered closed. He opened the door behind them, not taking his eyes off her face as he slowly led her through the living area and out onto the balcony. As they reached the railing, he instructed her to open her eyes and her face lit up with a brilliant smile.

“Ethan…” she gasped, “it’s beautiful.”

“Remind you of anything?”

“Of course. This one year when I was on spring break in Cancun and we got-”, she couldn’t hold in the laugh that came barrelling out as she watched horror fill Ethan’s features. “I’m kidding, Ethan. I can’t believe you did all of this, it’s just like we’re back in Miami two years ago, and then some.”

“You are such a pain in the ass,” he chuckled as he pulled her into his arms.

“Colossal pain in the ass, thank you very much. Really though, it’s gorgeous.”

She stood on the tips of her toes, kissing him softly before looking out over the balcony, the moonlight glittering against the Pacific as she took a deep breath, letting the cool ocean breeze calm her as she took in her surroundings. Her favourite flowers scattered across the ground, bending down to inhale the sweet scent as she wondered when he’d had the time to venture out of the resort for yellow and orange lilies. She smiled to herself. Checking on patients, my ass. She walked over to the furniture, a small table surrounded by large chairs, a bottle of wine sat atop it. She picked it up, her smile only growing wider as she recognised the label.

She turned around to meet his gaze, her peaceful smile reflected back at her.

“This is… everything’s the same as our first date.”

“You’ve been calling the gala our first date for nearly a year, and now you’re claiming Miami, Rookie? How many first dates have we had?”

She grinned up at him as she made her way by him to the railing, his arms enveloping her from behind as she lay her head back against his chest.

“First date - first time I realised I was falling for you. They’re interchangeable.” She shrugged as she felt a chuckle reverberate against her back. “I can’t believe you did all of this for me. It’s perfect.” She turned in his arms, her hands pushing herself away slightly from his broad chest so she could look up at him. “It almost feels like we’ve come full circle, you know.”

He swallowed down an intense bout of fear, taking a deep breath as he took her hands from his chest and into his own, his thumbs stroking her knuckles as he began.

“I’m glad you see it that way. I know this is no small feat for you, but I need you to stay quiet and just listen to what I have to say for a minute, without interrupting me or making a sarcastic comment. Do you think you can do that for me, Teddy?”

She grinned as she nodded enthusiastically, making a show of pretending to zip her lips shut and throwing away the key.

I want to marry a child.

“Firstly, I love you.”

“I love you more.” Ethan looked at her in disbelief as she burst into a fit of giggles. “I’m sorry! I can’t not say it back. I promise to stay quiet now.”

He shook his head as he failed to fight off the kind of laugh only she could elicit from him. They composed themselves, attempting to re-centre himself as he gazed into her emerald eyes intently.

“Rookie, nearly a year ago I was faced with the possibility that I’d never be able to hold you in my arms like this again. Everyday since, I’ve tried to make a conscious effort to show you how much I love you, but I fear I haven’t done you justice. Even after a year, I find myself struggling to fully articulate the depth of my feelings toward you, but it’s about time I really tried. So, here goes.”

“You are the wisest and strongest person I’ve ever met. If there’s a crisis, you don’t freeze; you move forward. You get the rest of us to move forward. You carried all of us through that fateful day, your inner strength and optimism are unparalleled. You bring out the best in everyone around you. Your impact on other people is far greater than you realise. You are fearless. You claim every part of yourself with unrelenting confidence, and you inspire everyone around you to do the same. When I’m with you, it feels as though there’s no mountain I can’t move, no ocean I can’t swim, no barrier I can’t break. Our relationship has given me a gift I don’t feel I can ever repay… you gave me permission to be me. Unapologetically. And the knowledge that at the end of the day, no matter what happens, you will still love me. Unapologetically. I hope that you know that there is nothing in this world that could restrain or rival the love I have for you. I finally understand the meaning of unconditional love, and I couldn’t be more elated that you were the one to show me it.”

Teddy’s hands were shaking slightly as she stared at him wide eyes, biting her lip to stop it from trembling.

“I thought that the chance to not only meet, but to be loved by somebody like you was a million to one. I had resigned myself to a life of medicine, working and living in solitude, never expecting to meet anyone who could rival the sense of purpose it gave me. I had closed myself off to nearly everyone for years, unbelieving and unwilling of an attempt at true love after every example I had witnessed, never feeling like my life was lacking. And then you catapulted yourself into my life, and it was like my grey life was suddenly bursting in vibrant colours. I can still picture that little smirk on your face as you asked me to give you private lessons on your very first day, and I think that I already knew somehow, during that first encounter, that you weren’t like anyone I’d ever met, or would ever meet.”

Teddy’s tears were openly streaming down her face now, her breath shaky as she stared at the man she loved. “Ethan…”

“Shh, not yet. It’s your bit soon, Rookie, I promise. Now, where was I?” He winked, his confidence rising as he spoke from the heart, the words coming out like they were the most natural thing in the world.

“Sometimes the knowledge that you’re mine takes my breath away; the knowledge that someone so selfless, kind, beautiful, hilarious, and unbelievably perfect could end up with a cynic like me.”

Teddy smiled up at him, raising their entwined hands to touch his cheek. His eyes flickered shut, instinctively leaning into her caress as she stroked his bearded cheek. With a sense of finality to his words, he opened his eyes.

“I thank my lucky stars each day that this is my reality, and I promise to spend every day of our lives together showing you how grateful I am, for as long as you’ll have me. My heart is yours for as long as you want it.”

Ethan took a deep breath as he gently dropped Teddy’s right hand back to her side, reaching into his left pocket and producing a small box, opening to reveal a blinding ring: a very large and prominent oval diamond sitting on a delicate gold band.

“I’m not going to get down on one knee. I’m not going to ask you a question. I love you, Theodora Valentinos, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Her lips quivered as they formed the greatest smile he’d ever seen in his life, her cheeks high and dimples out in full effect. “You are asking, Ramsey. And my answer is yes. Yes, yes, yes.” She laughed as she threw her head back, screaming, “yes!” as he joined in with her, lifting her from the ground as he spun her in the air, kissing her with every ounce of emotion inside of him until they were dizzy.

He placed her back on her feet, his touch never leaving her soft skin as he lifted her left hand, slowly slipping the ring onto her slender finger. He internally patted himself on the back, the ring fitting perfectly as they beamed at each other, another fixture on the long list of signs marking them meant to be.

He took her face in his hands, cupping her cheeks as he peppered kissed across her entire face. “You could never know how happy you make me.”

She giggled as she gripped his hands, “I think I have an idea.” He dabbed her cheeks with the back of his hands, wiping away her tears, the action pointless as new ones began to fall instantaneously. “I love you, Ethan, with my whole heart. I can’t wait to start the rest of our lives together.”

“Funny you should mention that, how about we start it right now?”

She raised an eyebrow as she looked at him curiously. “Come again?”

“I love you, Teddy, so whatever way you want us to get married, I am more than happy to oblige. However, no matter what you decide you’d like to do, nothing is stopping us from eloping - right here, tonight.”

“Oh my god, let’s fucking do it.”

Ethan’s eyebrows shot up in surprise as he laughed. “That took a lot less convincing than I had anticipated and prepared for. Do you not want a big wedding?”

“Honestly? I don’t know. Who cares? What I do know, is that the two of us are here, right now, together, in this magical place, and I feel like I might burst with my love for you. Why wait, Ethan?”

“You’re preaching to the choir, baby. I’m the one that suggested this, remember?”

She giggled as she bit her lip. “Oh yeah, well then… how are we doing this?”

"That's for me to know, and you to marvel in wonder."

She beamed up at him. “I’m at your mercy.” As they walked back into their suite, her eyes widened as she realised she was still barefoot. “Oh, shit. I left my heels at the reception and they’re the only ones I brought with me!” Realisation then dawned on her as she stopped panicking. “Actually, fuck it, I don’t need them. It’s on the beach, right?” She pulled him into her as she gazed at him with pleading eyes. “Ethan, baby, tell me it’s on the beach.”

He shook his head fondly at her dramatics. “It’s on the beach, Rookie.”

“Ugh, I knew I was marrying you for a reason.” He chuckled warmly, guiding them towards the door before she abruptly brought them to a stop, again. She screeched at him, “Ethan!” Her eyes were wide with terror as her mouth dropped open.

“What? What is it?”

“Did you ask for my dad’s blessing? I know it’s super old-fashioned but he will hurt you if not. It’s fine, you can call him now, and I’ll pretend I’m not here and then we can-”

“Rookie, relax. I called to ask him months ago. And I spoke to both your mother and father earlier today to let them know of our plans to elope, which they were absolutely ecstatic to hear as long as you call your mom with the full details tomorrow and promise to at least have a party to celebrate when we get home, if we don’t intend to have another wedding. And before you ask, yes, my father knows and is also elated.”

“You cocky little shit,” she laughed as he rolled his eyes, the intended effect lost as it accompanied his wry smile. “You didn’t even believe for one second that I’d say no.”

“Call it diagnostics instinct, baby.”

“Stop calling me baby or else we’ll end up celebrating our wedding night before we’re married.” He smirked as she trailed her fingernails through the hair at the base of his neck, a shiver running up his spine.

“Then come with me.”

They finally made it onto the sand, the walk taking much longer than expected as Ethan couldn’t resist the urge to kiss his soon to be bride every few steps they made.

As they approached the stretch of beach that had already been transformed for Ines’ wedding ceremony, Teddy stopped in her tracks as a shocked gasp escaped her.

Replacing the earlier flowers at the altar were more of the same lilies that covered her hotel balcony, and standing in front of it was Zaid, Naveen and Sienna. Naveen was smiling at the pair warmly, Sienna began to cry as soon as her eyes met Teddy’s, and she could have sworn she saw the corner of Zaid’s lip turning upwards as he attempted to retain an air of stoicism.

As she looked up at Ethan, lost for words, he smiled, “We’ve got Baz to thank for most of this. Did you really think that I’d keep you in the dark of an interesting case?” He chuckled as she swatted his arm playfully. “If it wasn’t obvious, Zaid is going to officiate for us, since he was already ordained for earlier. And I figured you’d still like a maid of honour and best man, elopement or not.”

She closed her eyes as she took a deep breath, her jaw aching from the amount she’d been smiling all day and night. She couldn’t believe that this was her life. She was happy, healthy, head over heels in love, and she’d bagged herself the best man she had ever known. A man who couldn’t even picture himself getting married three years ago, and yet here he was, taking it upon himself to plan their wedding on his own merit. I turned Ethan Ramsey into a simp.

She opened her eyes softly as his deep voice came through. “Ready to start the rest of your life, Dr. Ramsey?”

“Ah, ah, ah.” She shook her head. “Mrs Ramsey. I’m still Dr. Valentinos at the hospital, I don’t want your lame ass name holding me back when I’m super successful and I’ve made your life’s work look like child’s play.”

Ethan let out a surprised laugh as she grinned. “Is it too late to turn back?”

“Yes, dear.”

He leaned down, pressing a kiss to her temple as she sighed happily. “I love you, Rookie.”

“And I love you.”

“Shall we?”

Hand in hand, they walked across the sand bank, more in love than ever and more than ready to become husband and wife.

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A/N II: Guys, that DG shot in the moodboard had absolutely nothing to do with any of this this lmao. Ethan is in his tux for the entirety of the fic, I just couldn’t help myself, he’s so fucking fiiiiiiiiine.

If you made it through that fluffy shit show, I love you endlessly!

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The Taste of Her - Part IV (Ethan x MC)

Book: Open Heart Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x Dr. Marchia Bisognin (F!MC) Series: Five Senses series Series Premise: Ethan navigates his thoughts and feelings towards Marchia using the faculties of sight, smell, hearing, taste, and touch.  Rating: Mature [NSFW - 18+ only] Warning(s): Swearing, sexual situations. Minors DNI. Word Count: ± 780 words

Previous Parts: Part I | Part II | Part III

A/N: To the anon who asked me on this post… Yup. I went rogue and made this a little bit spicy. Only 30% filthy, because I’m dipping my toes very slowly into this whole NSFW thing lol. Enjoy, I guess? 😬

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I wish you the most wonderful NYE and your 2022 to be the year you deserve to experience.

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MC texts Ethan — post Chapter 6

This friendship is so happening.

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Daylight

Pairing: Ethan x F!MC (Odette Hall) Rating: Teen+ Words: 388 Summary: Ethan wakes up to Odette for the first time since she moved to Arizona.  Tropes: Domestic; Fluff

#1 …good morning.

A/N: from the write a kiss list. & so sorry it has taken so long for me to finish this piece x  

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He wakes to sunlight spilling into the all-white room, casting warm hues of early morning. Eyelids fluttering over eyes as blue as an easygoing spring sky. 

For a moment Ethan could not remember where he is - the room is too cold, the rays peering in are too warm on his face, and his feet are just about hanging off the bed. It takes some time. He doesn’t dare look until he gets his bearings because it is all too real to be a dream. 

He feels the subtle dip of the too-small mattress mere centimeters away, his arm brushing a warm body laying next to him. Barely any true contact but the electricity tingles and has his hairs standing on end, and he knows. His heart recognizes where he is before his brain can catch up. This is reality.   

So his fingers extended to caress her soft wrist under the sheets. Then, Ethan cranes his head to the side to really see her. Her blonde hair spills out of her carefully plaited braid like a halo. A pink silk eye-mask sits perfectly on her face. She’s so serene in the golden light.     

Ethan rolls over on his side, carefully as can be, just to look at her better. He doesn’t think about all the days that have passed since they were last together or how much she has changed - come into her own. Doesn’t even think about the swelling of his chest with pride that has become synonymous with thoughts of her. There’s nothing in his mind, just the steady beating of his heart carrying love throughout his veins. Bliss doesn’t come close to how he is feeling in this moment, with her at last, again. 

He runs a thumb over her pinkened cheek. Leans over to place a tender kiss to her forehead. 

Her heart is beating in time with his and her breaths are even, though her it catches as soon as his lips touch her skin. 

“Morning,” Odette mutters, plump lips curling around the words, voice hoarse with sleep. 

His fingers hook to lift the silk fabric up to her forehead. He stops breathing momentarily with the flutter of her lids, eyes lighter than emeralds in the morning dew, pupils blown with an innocence of new day. 

Ethan’s smile is crooked and boyish. “Good morning.” 

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