Meredith Grey GxG- oneshots

Needy

Relationship: recently broken up
Age: same as Meredith
Plot gist: you have to have your tonsils taken out. Meredith comes to check on you when your post-op.
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you were barely 25, recently broken up with, and suffering from the worse case of a sore throat you've ever experienced in your life.

it wasn't until you collapsed in surgy that you were taken back into another surgery, only this time you were the one under the needle

"is she alright" Meredith asked slightly panicked when she was paged 9-1-1 by Bailey

"shes having her tonsils removed not having a heart transplant"

"yes that I understand but is she alright" Meredith repeated holding the paper-thin surgical mask up to her face

"she'll be fine... her tonsils are as big as tennis balls, I'm going to have her stay for a day or two just to moisture her oxygen levels" bailey explained simply not taking her eyes off the tonsils she was attempting to remove

the surgery was pretty routine and all went well.

you were still pretty groggy from the anesthesia and spent the rest of the day sleeping.

unfortunately, this meant you missed Meredith everytime she decided to stop by

she took the liberty of going to your apartment and doing your laundry for you, bringing some of the clothes back so you'd have something more comfortable to wear while you stayed at the hospital.

sh cleaned up your apartment too while she was there. doing the dishes and cooking a few meals that she placed in tubs in your fridge. she wanted your recovery to be as smooth as possible for you

and ruefully she was nesting, something she tended to do when she was anxious.

she couldn't he;p feeling responsible.

maybe your tonsils wouldn't have gotten so inflamed if you weren't so stressed, and maybe you wouldn't have been so stressed if Meredith wouldn't have broken up with you the week before.

finally, she caught you, not at a good time, but at a time when you were lucid

she was doing her 4:00 AM rounds taking a different route specifically so she could pass by your room.

you were couching in bed trying to reach fo the cup of water on your bedside table

she rushed in helping you to drink from the straw of the hospital water cup

you drank the cold water as if your life depended on it. the ice-cold water felt amazing your incredibly sore throat

"there you are.. I was beginning to think you forgot about me" you groaned in pain

"I've been to see you over 6 times over the last 12 hours" she informed

"don't talk too much... your throat is cauterized" she explained even though you were more than sure of that.

she seemed to forget you were a surgical inturn just like her, but that didn't matter much when you were newly recovering from surgery

your hand found hers seeing as she was sitting on the side of your small twin-sized hospital bed

she watched as your eyes began to get heavy again. she said what was on both of your minds

"Close your eyes. I won't go"