Grey's Anatomy (Meredith/Cristina)
Title: My Person
Author/Artist: Ariane
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Word count: ~150
Summary: "We keep saying that," Cristina says, watching Meredith close her eyes. "What does that mean, anyway?"
A/N: Short, fluffy. This was fun, because the voice was very different than my usual, but what do you expect out of a drama soap fandom?
She's not really sleeping, when Meredith walks in on the storeroom she's bunking in, but the light's enough to keep an arm over her eyes, turning over. "How'd you find me?"
"You're my person," Meredith says, climbing in, being touchy enough to rest a hand over Cristina's waist like usual. Meredith likes to say that. It's an excuse. Come with me, buy me lunch, get drunk with me. Stay with me. You're my person.
The sharing a bed, that's new.
"We keep saying that," Cristina says, watching Meredith close her eyes. "What does that mean, anyway?"
And Meredith kisses her, as quick and simple as she kissed Burke this morning. Cristina doesn't move, wondering what that was or if Meredith meant to do that, and then her hand is on Cristina's face, and they're close enough that they touch on certain breaths, and no, she seriously meant to do it.
"Oh," Cristina says, after a moment, "well, that works," and kisses her again.
Author/Artist: Ariane
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Word count: ~150
Summary: "We keep saying that," Cristina says, watching Meredith close her eyes. "What does that mean, anyway?"
A/N: Short, fluffy. This was fun, because the voice was very different than my usual, but what do you expect out of a drama soap fandom?
She's not really sleeping, when Meredith walks in on the storeroom she's bunking in, but the light's enough to keep an arm over her eyes, turning over. "How'd you find me?"
"You're my person," Meredith says, climbing in, being touchy enough to rest a hand over Cristina's waist like usual. Meredith likes to say that. It's an excuse. Come with me, buy me lunch, get drunk with me. Stay with me. You're my person.
The sharing a bed, that's new.
"We keep saying that," Cristina says, watching Meredith close her eyes. "What does that mean, anyway?"
And Meredith kisses her, as quick and simple as she kissed Burke this morning. Cristina doesn't move, wondering what that was or if Meredith meant to do that, and then her hand is on Cristina's face, and they're close enough that they touch on certain breaths, and no, she seriously meant to do it.
"Oh," Cristina says, after a moment, "well, that works," and kisses her again.