Starkid One Shots

Breredith- Heat Wave

Meredith and Brian laid eagle spread on the floor of their living room with their cat laying on Brian's stomach. It was their first summer since they moved to LA, it was hot and there was a power cut. They would've opted to sit in their car, have the AC on in full blast and eating ice cream on the sidewalk but Joey and Lauren, coincidentally, had their car in the shop being fixed, so they had to borrow Brian and Meredith's to drive down to Orange County to visit Joey's parents.

"This is like living in Satan's hell," Brian muttered.

Meredith replied, "Wasn't it you that started the trend 'Satan is a real man'?"

"Why did we decide to move here again?"

She sighed, fed up with his complaining, "For more job opportunities, even if it meant being further away from our families."

"I miss the cold snow in Michigan already," he kept on talking, "Two Michiganders living in Los Angeles is an absolute nightmare. I now want to move back to Chicago."

Meredith closed her eyes and steadied her breathing, trying to somehow fall asleep, but was proven impossible with Brian's whining, "You were the one who suggested moving here, Brian."

"You jumped at the opportunity to move."

"The Starkid base moved to LA!" she replied defiantly, "At least we flew back to Ann Arbor for the wedding, despite all the planning and flying people over."

Brian groaned, stroking the cat, "It was because most of our family and friends live around the Michigan and Chicago area!"

"Brian! I'm trying to sleep here!" she snapped at him.

"On the floor?"

Meredith sat up, "Just take it off!"

Brian shrugged, got up and set the cat on the floor, taking his shirt off, "Happy?"

She looked annoyed beyond hell, "I meant the cat, not your shirt!"

He laid down on the floor, "Much better."

As much as Meredith was trying to suppress her smirk, Brian seemed to notice, "Like what you see, baby?"

She turned away from him so he won't see her smirking, "I'm not doing this under this weather with a power cut."

Brian rolled onto his side and spooned Meredith, "You know you love it."

"Get off me, I'm burning up," she muttered, taking Brian's arm off of her.

"You can always take it off," he raised an eyebrow.

Meredith sat up, glared at Brian for five seconds before she reached for the hem of her shirt and he grinned in anticipation. But just as she was about to pull the shirt over her head, they could feel a gust of cold air blow right through their hair as the lights flipped back on.

"Yes!" Meredith let go of her shirt and went to shut all the windows in the house while Brian sat in front of the fan on full blast, muttering, "Finally!"

Soon after the windows were all closed, she joined him in front of the fan and their body temperatures finally cooled down enough for them to cuddle.

"So what about that offer about taking it off?" Brian teased, playing with the hem of Meredith's shirt.

She ran her fingers along it seductively before abruptly slapping his hand away, "In your dreams, Holden."

"One man can always hope," he muttered as he spent the rest of the day with his wife in unexplainable bliss.