I wake up in dereks arms. I pull away slowly, looking at him. I stroke his cheek gently with my thumb. I kiss his cheek softly before slowly moving out of his arms. I get changed into some panties and one of his shirts.
I walk to the kitchen. I turn on the stove. I dump a few eggs and bacon into the pan and make some toast. Once the eggs and bacon is done, I put it all on a plate. I grab some maple syrup and put some over the food.
I put it on the counter. I run into the bedroom, jumping onto the bed. I climb ontop of him, straddling his waist. "Der.. der.. der.. der.. der.. der.. der.. der" I shake him. He groans, opening his eyes.
"Why are you so hyper?" He whines. I giggle. "I made you breakfast" I grin. "Crap" he says. I giggle, hitting him playfully. He sits up. "Happy birthday!" I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him softly. He smiles.
"You want your birthday punches now or later?" I grin. "Get it over with" he rolls his eyes. I giggle. "1..2.. 3..4..5..6..7..8..9..10..11..12..13..14..15.. 16..17..18..19..20!" I say between punches.
"Ow" he says. I giggle. "I have to punch you sooo many times.. old man" I grin. "Says you.. you're still a teenager" he rolls his eyes. "For 4 more days!" I giggle. He chuckles softly.
"Okay get up" I get off of him. He chuckles softly, standing up. "Wear this.. I'm going to get ready" I hand him some black jeans and a red button up shirt. "Okay" he says. I go to my room and get ready. I put on a tight black dress.
We go to the kitchen. "Your breakfast" I say. He sits down. "Thankyou" he says.
I wrap my arms around his waist, standing behind him. I rest my chin on his shoulder.
He eats a bite. "Wow" he says. "Good?" I ask. "Yeah" he says, his mouth full. "Its disgusting, isn't it?" I ask. "..no" he says.
I giggle, grabbing a tissue. I put it under his chin. He spits it out. I put it in the bin. "Sorry" I grin. "Its the thought that counts" he chuckles. I giggle.
He turns around to face me. I step between his legs. He rests his arms around my shoulders. I smile. I put my hands on his thighs, leaning in and kissing him softly.
"I'll get your presents" I say. "Are you gonna do loads of dirty sex things to me?" He smirks. I grin, shaking my head. "No.. I got actual presents" I say. He whines. I giggle.
"The dirty sex things are for tonight" I grin, kissing him before walking to my room. "Yesss" he says. I chuckle. I grab the gifts from my closet. I walk into the living room. He opens all his presents.
"You like them?" I ask as I throw the rapping paper into the bin. I walk over to the couch where he's sat. "I love them.. all of them.. thankyou" he pulls me onto his lap, kissing all over my neck. I giggle. "You're welcome" I smile.
He wraps his arms tighter around my waist. "What do you wanna do today?" I ask. "Get drunk" he says. I grin. "Its 2" I say. "Exactly" He says. I chuckle. "Okay, whatever you want.. it's your day" I get up, holding his hands.
He stands up. "You want me to call some friends? We could make it into a party" I grin. "Yes" he says. "Okay" I get out my phone. He looks at me.
"Derek" I say. "Mm?" He asks. "I don't have any friends.. can I use your phone?" I say. He laughs, passing me his phone. I giggle, walking into the bedroom.
"Get your stuff together!" I say. I call cristina, Mark, izzie, Jackson, Alex, George and April. I go back into the living room after grabbing my things. I hold his hand and we walk outside to his car.
We're sat in the pub at a table with all our friends. "I'm surprised you two weirdos don't have some Lame traditions that you do on your birthdays or something" cristina says. We look at eachother.
"Not a weird tradition.. I just wake him up in the morning.. punch him.. make him a breakfast that's basically inedible.. and we'll have a sleepover and make sure our bucket lists for the year have been done" I say.
"Bucket lists?" Alex chuckles. "Mine was to have my first kiss.. and get a boyfriend.. and I did all of them so.." I grin. They chuckle.
"Mine was to learn a new language.. and get a pet" he says. "You did neither?" Mark says. "Oh veramente? ci sono voluti alcuni anni ma parlo correntemente l'italiano e parlo un po' di francese" he says. (Oh really? It took a few years but I speak Italian fluently and a little french) Everyone looks at him shocked. I giggle.
"The language thing was my idea" I grin. "Whys that?" Cristina smirks knowingly. I chuckle. "suona estremamente caldo parlando italiano" I grin at him. (Sounds extremely hot speaking italian) "Sì? che fanno qualcosa per te?" He smirks. (Yeah? That doing something for you?). I giggle, nodding.
"sporca" he smirks. (Dirty) "non è colpa mia se il mio ragazzo è così incredibilmente sexy" I smirk. (Its not my fault my boyfriend is so incredibly sexy)
"vuoi sgattaiolare in bagno?" He grins. (You wanna sneak off to the bathroom?) "No!" I giggle. "parlerò italiano" he smirks. (I'll speak italian). I grin, shaking my head. He puts his hand on my neck, kissing me.
"Wait.. you both know Italian?" Izzie asks as we pull away. "Who do you think taught him? He's too dumb to learn himself" I grin. He nudges me. I giggle. "I had to learn it literally just to teach him" I roll my eyes. "Weirdos" cristina says. We chuckle.
"You learnt it in a year?" Jackson asks. "No.. that one has been on my bucket list for the past seven years.. although she's been trying to convince me to learn it for the past ten years" he says. I giggle, nodding.
"It took you seven years?" Mark raises his brow. "Shut up.. you hardly know how to speak english" I say. Everyone laughs. Derek high fives me. He glares at me. I giggle.
We order a few more drinks. I don't drink too much as Derek's getting a bit drunk and I may need to drive. "I'm going to the bathroom.. don't follow me" I grin at him. He chuckles. I get up and walk away.
I go to the bathroom, wash my hands and walk back out. I walk over to him. I grin as he pulls me onto his lap. I wrap my arm around his shoulder. He wraps his around my waist. He kisses my cheek.
I look at him. "Don't drink too much.. our parents will kill us" I say. "Scared of your mommy?" Mark says. "You'd be scared of her too if you met her" I say. Derek chuckles.
"Did I tell you how sexy you look today?" He whispers. "A few times" I grin. "Well you do" he smirks. "I um.. I'm wearing something under this dress that I think you'll like a lot" I whisper into his ear.
I put his hand on my thigh, running it up to my ass. He smirks as he feels the thin lacy fabric. "ti voglio ora per favore" he says. (I want you now.. please) "dopo lo prometto" I grin. (Later, I promise) He sighs. I chuckle.
They all have more to drink. I drink water instead. "Derek You're gonna get into trouble at dinner later" I say. "Its fine don't worry about it baby" he smirks. "Did you just call me baby?" I ask. He smirks. "You're so drunk" I giggle.
"But call me that again.. its hot" I whisper. He grins. "You like that.. baby?" He smirks. I giggle, kissing him passionately. I pull away slowly.
"Guys we gotta go to his mom's house" I say. "Okay" they all say. We all grab out stuff. The barman comes over. They get out their wallets. "No.. drinks on me" I get my purse out and pay the guy.
Everyone says thankyou and we say bye before leaving. "Pass me your keys" I say. "No" he says. "Yes" I say. "No" he says, dangling the keys infront of me. I try to grab them but he moves them up so I can't reach. I giggle, jumping to grab them.
"Pass me them!" I say. He grins, passing me them. I unlock the car and we get in. I drive us to his mom's house.
"Act natural" he whispers as we walk hand in hand to the door. "You're the one who's drunk.. you act natural" I giggle. "Shhh" he says as his mom opens the door. I try not to laugh. They invite us inside.
(The Italian is from Google translate so it's probably rubbish)
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med school roommates
Fanfictionwhat if meredith and derek were best friends ever since childhood and went down the same career path. they share an apartment down the road from their school/college.
