This is clearly a Merder Mafia
if you couldn't tell.
Their introductions are in the story.
I have nothing else to tell you your just going to have to read it!
•Horrible written smut just warning you!
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I watch as Derek and Mark catch up with eachother. It's nice to see Derek with his friend I feel bad that he is always stuck with me and sometimes Cristina.
"Meredith?" I heard Derek question and I snapped out of my thoughts softly smiling at him.
"Yes?" I ask in a soft and gentle voice.
"Are you okay bambinayou seem a little...out of it" he says taking my hand and kissing my head.
"I'm fine just thinking" I say.
"Are you sure?" He questions again.
"I'm sure Derek I promise" I say with a giggle. It's cute that he worries.
"Just making sure" he smiles.
"So you guys grew up with eachother?" I ask looking between Mark and Derek.
"That would be correct his mom and dad are basically mine" Mark smirked ruffling Derek's hair from across the table.
"Don't" Derek said and Mark groaned moving his hand from his head back to the table.
I laughed at the interaction. "You two are such dorks" I laugh.
"Think that's funny tesoro?" Derek asks me.
"Yeah just a little" I say moving my index and pinky fingers close together.
He pulls me onto his lap and begins to tickle my sides I front of whoever is watching. "Is it funny now?" He asks.
"N..no...Derek" I gasp out with laughs.
He stops tickling me but keeps me on his lap. "That's what I thought" he says kissing my neck.
"You guys are too...lovey dovey" Mark grimaced.
"And last time I checked you're just a whore" I say not in a mean way.
He holds a hand to his heart and dramatically gasps. "As I will have you know I like being a 'whore' so fuck off" he says in a jokingly manner.
"Fine fuck who you want but stop staring at my boobs" I tell him looking to where his eyes where looking.
"Fine but there isn't other decent looking women around" he pouts crossing his arms.
"Suck it up Sloan" Derek chuckles.
"Fuck off Shep" he says.
"Grr" I mumble to myself.
"Did you just say grr?" Derek asks me.
"Yeah Mark is being grr" I nod.
"What is that even supposed to mean?" Mark questions.
"It means that your aggresive or mad" I say.
"Did you make that up?" He asks me.
"Have you ever heard anyone call anybody grr before?" I ask.
"No" he says shaking his head.
"Then yes I made it up you stupid fucking idiot" I say.
"What is up with you two?" Mark asks.
"What do you mean?" Derek asks.
"You both called me a stupid fucking idiot" he pouts.
"Maybe because you are" Derek laughs.
"Actually" I laugh with him.
"You guys are bullies" he says.
"You are sensitive" Derek says shaking his head smiling.
"Bitches" Mark mumbled.
"Are who you like to fuck" I laugh historically pushing my face into Derek's neck hitting my hand on the table.
"You're immature" Mark grumbles.
"I'm just playing with you" I giggle wiping the tears that had formed from laughing so hard.
"That's what my bitches do" he smirks.
"Don't cross lines Sloan" Derek said coldly taking a drink of his coffee.
"You two have been crossing lines ever since she started talking" he said gesturing to me.
"Suck it up" Derek shrugged.
"You guys are unbelievable" Mark said throwing his hands up in the air making me giggle.
"You know what's unbelievable?" I ask him.
"What?" He asks.
"The girls that sleep with you" I say snorting a little bit after trying to hold in my laughter.
"Fuck off" he grumbles.
"Don't be sad I'm sorry" I say making a fake sad face.
"Bitch" he rolls his eyes and I laugh.
"Mark she said don't be sad" Derek chuckles.
"Whatever I'm going to the bathroom" he says starting to get up.
"Mark" I say.
"What?" He asks.
"Nobody" I say.
"Nobo..wha..?"
"Cares" I giggle.
"Fuck off!" He yells before going to the bathrooms.
"He gets mad easily" I giggle.
"Hm nope never seen him like this" Derek chuckles.
"Maybe he's on his period" I say making myself more comfortable on Derek's lap.
"Hm maybe" he says running his fingers through my hair.
"Yeah" I say softly.
"Tired?" He asks pressing a kiss to my forhead.
"A little" I shrug.
"Want to go home and nap?" He asks me.
"Yeah when king crankiness gets back" I giggle.
"Is that his nickname?" He asks.
"No I sent my friends a picture of him and the declared him Mcsteamy but I like calling him king crankiness" I giggle.
"Okay you do you I guess" he chuckled still running his fingers through my hair.
"If you keep doing that I might fall asleep right here in the coffee shop on your lap" I yawn.
"Go ahead I can carry you" he said and continued to do it.
"I'll see you when I wake up" I say pressing a kiss just below his chin.
"Shh take your nap you earned it" he says and shortly after I fell asleep.
