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Mid June (part 3)

(Meredith POV)

I woke up early on a Sunday morning and went downstairs. All of the kids had a sleepover with Callie and Sofia, so it was just me and Derek.

In just a bra and pajama pants, I went to the stove and started making chocolate chip pancakes for Derek and I to enjoy.

I had come a long way in my cooking skills. Carolyn had taught me a lot and she had given me multiple recipes.

I put on some quiet 80s music on my Alexa and started swaying back and forth to the music while I poured the batter into the pan.

(Derek POV)

I woke up to cold sheets, which was surprising after Meredith and I spent the night with no kids doing one of our favorite things.

I went downstairs, not bothering to put a shirt on, just in my boxers and I beard the music playing.

I smiled when I saw my wife's tiny figure dancing away to the music while cooking. I walked behind her sneakily and wrapped my arms around her bare torso.

"Good morning." I said, feeling her bare skin against my hands. I could feel her ribs. I knew she lost weight after being out with covid for a while, but she hadn't gained it back yet.

"Morning." She replied, sinking into my arms. I kissed her neck and she let out a moan. "What are you making?" I mumbled against her neck.

"Pancakes." She replied, turning in my arms.

I led her away from the stove and began dancing in the middle of the kitchen with her. We swayed to the music and she pressed her lips against mine.

I responded and deepened the kiss, my hands drifting under her shirt. "Mm." I moaned as her hands went lower and lower.

I was about to pull her shirt off when the smoke alarm went off. "Shit! The pancakes." Meredith hissed, running over to the stove.

I laughed as she put them onto the plate and walked back over to me. "You almost made me burn breakfast." She murmured.

"So sorry." I replied, smelling her intoxicating scent. "I think you need to be punished." She said huskily. "Oh, do I?"

"Mhm. Right now." Meredith said with a dirty smirk.

(Meredith POV)

We collapsed back into bed after and I curled up in dereks arms. "The pancakes are probably cold by now." I mumbled.

Derek laughed. "Well, I do remember you having to punish me on the spot."

"It was worth it. But now I'm hungry." I responded with a smile before getting out of bed completely naked and throwing on a new bra and pajama pants. I don't want to put a shirt on.

Derek did the same, minus the bra, and we went downstairs together.

Sure enough, the pancakes were cold but I just reheated them in the microwave. We sat back down started eating. "You want to do anything?" Derek asked.

"If 'anything' means having sex all day and staying inside, then I'm all for it." I grinned. "Good. We never get a day off without the kids." Derek replied honestly.

"No. We don't. Hey, did I tell you I'm going to try to get in on a surgery tomorrow?" I asked with a grin.

Yesterday, I told Bailey I was ready for surgery. She gave me the okay. So, tomorrow, I'm going to scavenge for them. Preferably light and easy ones.

"You are? Are you ready for that?" Derek asked, concern in his eyes. "Yes, I am, Derek. It's been too long." I replied.

"But can you handle a surgery?"

"Yes. I'm going to make sure it's a short one, not long. But I haven't cut in months, and that's like, a record for me." I said with a giggle.

"Okay. Let me know when and where and I'll be there." Derek said, kissing me gently. "Okay." I whispered.

(Derek POV)

I'm not particularly fond of Meredith getting back into surgery so quickly, but if she thinks she's ready then I'll support her.

"Round 2 or watch a movie first?" I asked as we finished eating. "Movie first. You wore me out. Congratulations, old man." She teased.

"Hey, I'm not old!" I said, feigning offense. "Certainly not in bed, I'll give you that." She murmured as we sat down on the couch. 

I smirked and grabbed the remote as she curled into my side and put her head against my chest. "Can we watch loverboy?" Meredith asked.

I raised my eyebrows. "Why?" I responded curiously. Her cheeks reddened and she looked at me. "Patrick Dempsey is in it. And he's really, really cute. He reminds me of you." She admitted.

"Does he looks like me?" I asked as I queued up the movie. "Yes." She replied, mumbling against my chest.

I turned the movie on, and sure enough, this Patrick Dempsey guy really does look like me. Except in this movie, he looked 20 years younger.

I really didn't want to watch this chic flic, but honestly I cherish the time I have with Meredith alone. I love our kids so much, but it's nice to have some alone time.

I'm not surprised when 45 minutes into the movie Meredith is asleep. She has a tendency to start movies or shows, but fall asleep half way through them.

It's understandable with our profession, though. Us surgeons can fall asleep in pretty much any circumstance.

I paused the movie and picked up Meredith effortlessly. I carried her up to our room and I put her down gently under the covers in bed.

I slid in next to her and her body molded against  mine. She mumbled something incoherent and I smiled. "Sleep. I love you Mer," I whispered before closing my eyes and falling asleep.

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