Do you want me? 《Merder Fanfict》

Stop fighting already.

This is around season 11!

Meredith scrubs out after a unsuccessful surgery. They died right there on the table, and she felt like it was her fault. She was angry with herself, more so angry with the world as well. She starts to scrub her fingers with the soap before unexpectedly, throwing the soap into the sink. Derek opens the door.

"I've been paging you all damn day." He slams the door.

"I don't want to talk right now." She states annoyingly as she picks up the soap and starts to scrub her hands once more.

"Why didn't you come home last night." He crosses his arms over his chest.

"Because I was trying to save a patient.. which didn't work out because you came back."

"What do you mean, 'because I came back?" He imitates her before she rinses her hands.

"I had a streak. A great fucking streak that made me immune to killing patients. I was great until you came back." She grabs a towel to dry her hands.

"So it's my fault that you are killing patients that you put your hands on?"

"Yes! You bring bad.. something to this hospital. You should just go back to DC." She knew she was lying, she didn't want him to go back, but she didn't want him to work at the hospital either.

"You want me to go back to DC? You told me to stay!" He yells at her in the scrub room. She furiously takes off her scrub cap and let's her hair flow down her back.

"Well sometimes a bitch can change her mind. Or at least that's what you call me."

"I have never once called you a bitch Meredith." He says sternly as he makes hand movements like he always does.

"You think I'm a bitch.. that's for sure. Thinking I'm the worst mother and that I don't care about your very important meetings." She puts one hand on the scrub sink to balance herself.

"I didn't mean it that way and you know it!" He grits his teeth together. There was silence for a few moments.

"Asshole." She whispers to herself.

"What did you just call me?!"

"An asshole. An unintelligible, ass kisser, jerk of a man!"

He walks up to her and grabs her by the chin.

"Take that back." His grip became tighter as he stares her down.

"And what if I don't." She smirks back in victory as Derek has nothing left to say.

"You better wipe that smirk off of your face." He gets closer and closer to her face, she could feel his hot breath fanning her face, almost making her sweat as his lips are so close to hers, all she could do is just pucker her lips to touch his.

Her smirk goes wider, knowing this could make him angrier.

"Asshole." She whispers before he shakes his head, his eyes having a fire in them before he attacks her lips aggressively and grabs her waist with both hands, digging his hands into her skin fiercely. He pushes her up against the sink with more force and shoves his tongue into her mouth, tasting her saliva. He bites down on her bottom lip one more time before ending the kiss.

"Am I still an asshole?" He breathes out.

"Yeah.. still an asshole." She breathes out as well before unexpectedly, his lips returns to her in a hungry manner as she grabs the back of his scalp, running her long fingers through his hair before the scrub room door opens.

"Oh.. I'm sorry Dr. Shepherd. Am I interrupting something?!" The nurse stares at them with a shocked expression from his hair being wild and her scrub shirt tightly wrapped around her waist.