'Those Eyes' (Derek Shepherd x Reader)

'breathe'

ring ring

"I'M UP! IM UP." You scream, falling out of bed and hitting your head on the floor from your extremely obnoxious alarm.

Recovering from the fall, you think to yourself.

It's a new day. Dr. Shepherd is your boss. No one's dying today.

Breathe.

You take a breath, and start to get ready for work.

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When you walk into the locker room, you see the group you sat with at lunch yesterday. Izzie sees you and waves you over.

"Heyy!! How'd you sleep last night??" She says playfully.

"Pretty goo-" You start to respond when Cristina cuts you off.

"Probably with Shepherd. I saw the way they were looking at each other yesterday." She chuckles lowly and smirks.

The rest of the residents look up at you and attempt to hide their smiles.

"I am not slee- I did not sleep with Dr. Shepherd.! You guys are crazy." You say in attempt to protect your innocence while changing into your scrubs for the day.

"You guys seriously need to stop." Izzie laughs. "She's gonna be on Shep's service all week." She looks over at you and her eyes scream 'get out of here while you still can.'

You slowly turn around while they're all arguing and swiftly escape. As you're walking down the hallway, you feel a tap on your shoulder.

It's Derek Shepherd.

"Hey.?" You say questionably, not knowing how he found you or why he found you.

"Hey. I.. brought you coffee. I figured you need it."

He offers a warm smile, his impeccably styled hair complementing the glow of his vibrant blue eyes under the soft lighting.

"Thanks." You look his face up and down to indicate the sincerity of your words, and take the cup out of his hand.

"So.. rounds?" He takes a sip of his coffee and waves you on to walk down the hallway with him.

When you get to the first patient of the day, you pick up the chart. Dr. Shepherd looks at you and smiles before speaking,

"Dr. L/N, present please."

You read the name and situation.

"Bridgette Harris. Age 9. Diagnosed with an Aneurysm in her frontal lobe; scheduled for a Cerebral Aneurysm Repair tonight." You say and face up to look at the patient.

"W.. what does that mean?" The little girl questions.

You walk up to her and sit down at the foot of her hospital bed.

"It means you have a tiny little dot in your head." You say smiling and softly touching her forehead with your index finger.

"When you get the surgery, we're gonna take that little tiny dot right out!" You say giggling and tickling the girls stomach softly to ease her nerves.

"Dr. L/N will be back later to check her vitals and prep her for surgery." Dr. Shepherd speaks kindly to the worried mother. He then directs his field of vision at you and radiates a warm smile.

You both walk out of the room and he chuckles and asks you,

"Where did you learn to talk to kids like that?"

The two of you enter the stairwell.

"I don't really know. It's probably from growing up with a lot of brothers. Way harder to tame than girls." You say, lowly giggling.