Sparks In Scrubs | Arizona Robbins X Reader

Shifting tides

**Arizona's perspective**

The first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. I stirred awake, the clock on the nightstand reading 6:00 AM. I knew I had to get to work, but for a moment, all I could do was admire Y/N lying next to me, half-naked, her body facing mine. We had fallen asleep cuddling, but now she lay on her stomach, her face serene in sleep, the morning light dancing across her features.

I couldn't help but smile, feeling a warm glow inside from the night we had shared. Carefully, I slipped out of bed, trying not to wake her. After dressing quietly, I took one last look at Y/N, feeling a surge of affection. I leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek before leaving.

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As I arrived at the hospital, an unusual sense of happiness washed over me. It was a Monday morning, but I was practically humming as I filled out the OR board schedule. The day ahead seemed brighter, the usual Monday blues completely absent.

April walked up to the nurse's station, giving me a knowing look. "You got laid, didn't you?"

Startled, I turned my head towards her, my eyes wide. "How did you know?"

April's eyes widened with excitement as she exclaimed, "I KNEW IT!"

"Shh!" I quickly hushed her, glancing around to make sure no one else had heard.

April chuckled, shaking her head. "Nobody is this happy on a Monday morning at 7 AM unless they got laid."

I felt my cheeks flush a little as I tried to maintain a composed expression, but the smile tugging at my lips betrayed me. "Well, I guess you're right," I admitted, feeling a bit embarrassed but too elated to care.

As I finished updating the OR board, I felt someone sneaking up behind me. Before I could turn around, I heard Y/N's playful voice. "I didn't know it was my turn to wake up to an empty bed."

I turned, finding Y/N standing there with a mischievous grin. April, standing next to me, burst into laughter, and I couldn't help but join in.

"I'm sorry," I said, still laughing. "I had to get to work."

"Well, next time, you owe me breakfast in bed," Y/N teased, making April laugh even harder.

"I'll make it up to you," I promised, smiling.

Y/N's gaze shifted to the OR board, where she saw her name next to a procedure on a young boy with a rare orthopaedic condition, Blount's disease, which required corrective surgery. She frowned when she noticed Dr. Minnick's name is listed for the same surgery.

"Why is Minnick scrubbing in on this surgery?" she asked, giving me a puzzled look.

"To teach," I replied, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

Y/N's expression darkened with annoyance. "She can't just let a resident handle such a delicate procedure."

Without another word, Y/N stormed off, clearly intent on finding Minnick. I watched her go, feeling a mix of admiration and concern. She was passionate about her work, and I knew she wouldn't stand for anything less than the best care for her patients.

April nudged me gently. "Looks like you've got your hands full."

I sighed, nodding. "Yeah, but I wouldn't have it any other way."

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As I walked through the bustling halls of Grey Sloan Memorial, I turned a corner and caught a glimpse through the window of one of the conference rooms. Inside, I saw Y/N and Eliza standing face to face, clearly in the middle of a heated argument. Y/N had her hands planted firmly on the table, her brow furrowed in anger as she spoke forcefully to Bailey and Eliza.