you had just finished a long, gruelling day at seattle grace mercy west hospital. you were tired, and desperate to get home, in need of some well deserved rest.
you walked into the locker room, sighing at the text you'd just received off alex. you looked up, to see jackson stood there, shirtless. his eyebrows were knitted together in confusion at your expression, his hands on his hips. you swallowed the lump in your throat and bit the inside of your cheek.
"you good?" he questioned. "yeah, are you?" you replied, walking over to your cubby. "mhm." he answered, his eyes still burning on the back of your head.
"you done staring yet?" you quizzed, turning to him. jackson said nothing, and instead made his way over to where you were stood, making you back up, your back hitting your cubby. one of his arms snaked around your waist, steadying your balance. the other was next to your head, his face was inches away from yours, his breath fanning across your face.
you swallowed, "jackson, what are you doing?" your voice was barely above a whisper.
he smirked, before leaning down and kissing you passionately. you were shocked at first, but eventually easing into the kiss, causing him to smile. you wrapped your arms around jackson's neck, and his grip on your waist tightened. his hand this slipped from your waist to underneath your bum.
"jump." you did, wrapping your legs around his waist, as he walked towards the benches in there, sitting down, his lips never leaving yours.
you were making out, until you snapped yourself back into reality, realising where you were. you pulling away, resting your forehead against his, panting.
"why don't we continue this at my place?" you suggested, a slight smirk creeping onto your lips.