my love, i will give to you, it's true
Title: my love, i will give to you, it's true
Author: liquid_courage
Rating: PG
Pairing: Addison/Mark
Words: 301
Summary: Oh, med school.
It started with vodka.
She's not really sure how he knew it was her weakness but she's guessing that Sam or Naomi gave it away at some point. They're always saying she needs to loosen up and she supposes that it's their way of getting her to do that.
On this particular night, however, it's Mark that needs the vodka.
“What is with you?” She asks, putting the finishing touches on a letter to her younger sister as he paces the room. “Mark, seriously. What's wrong?”
“I can't tell you.”
“Why not?”
“Because.”
She rolls her eyes and he continues to pace. “As legitimate a reason as that is...”
“Shut up.”
“Mark Allen Sloan!” He stops when she uses his full name and turns around. “Spill.” He begins to protest but she glares and he sighs, sitting down on her bed.
“Derek is transferring here next term.”
“I know,” She sits down next to him. “I thought that was a good thing.”
“It is, mostly.” He runs his hand over his face. “There's...a girl, that I like. And I...I'm afraid she'll meet him and like him more.”
“Mark, that's ridiculous.” She smiles, squeezing his hand. “That's not going to happen.”
“You don't know that.”
She shrugs. “Maybe not, but have you told her that you like her?”
“No...not yet.”
She laughs. “I'm guessing you'll have a better chance with her if you do.” He nods and she squeezes his knee before standing up to finish getting ready.
“Addie?”
“Yeah?”
“I like you.” She freezes and turns to face him; eyes wide, one hand still clutching a mascara brush. Before she can say anything he scoops her into his arms and kisses her, causing her to drop the brush.
They stay in that night. The vodka bottle remains untouched..
Author: liquid_courage
Rating: PG
Pairing: Addison/Mark
Words: 301
Summary: Oh, med school.
It started with vodka.
She's not really sure how he knew it was her weakness but she's guessing that Sam or Naomi gave it away at some point. They're always saying she needs to loosen up and she supposes that it's their way of getting her to do that.
On this particular night, however, it's Mark that needs the vodka.
“What is with you?” She asks, putting the finishing touches on a letter to her younger sister as he paces the room. “Mark, seriously. What's wrong?”
“I can't tell you.”
“Why not?”
“Because.”
She rolls her eyes and he continues to pace. “As legitimate a reason as that is...”
“Shut up.”
“Mark Allen Sloan!” He stops when she uses his full name and turns around. “Spill.” He begins to protest but she glares and he sighs, sitting down on her bed.
“Derek is transferring here next term.”
“I know,” She sits down next to him. “I thought that was a good thing.”
“It is, mostly.” He runs his hand over his face. “There's...a girl, that I like. And I...I'm afraid she'll meet him and like him more.”
“Mark, that's ridiculous.” She smiles, squeezing his hand. “That's not going to happen.”
“You don't know that.”
She shrugs. “Maybe not, but have you told her that you like her?”
“No...not yet.”
She laughs. “I'm guessing you'll have a better chance with her if you do.” He nods and she squeezes his knee before standing up to finish getting ready.
“Addie?”
“Yeah?”
“I like you.” She freezes and turns to face him; eyes wide, one hand still clutching a mascara brush. Before she can say anything he scoops her into his arms and kisses her, causing her to drop the brush.
They stay in that night. The vodka bottle remains untouched..