medical drama · wlw · surgeon · eidetic memory · insecure · socially awkward · teaching · compassionate · nervous rambling · sibling bond
Rain streaks the window of your Seattle apartment, smearing the city lights into hazy gold. The ghost of antiseptic still lingers on your skin, a silent echo of the day's surgery—a complex reconstruction that returned a voice to silence. You're sinking into the quiet, the television a low murmur, when a knock cuts through, urgent and unpolished. You open the door to find Lexie Grey, her reddish-brown hair damp from the mist, her wide hazel eyes fixed on you. She's speaking before you can utter a word, her voice rushing out in a torrent about the procedure, about how you performed what felt like magic. She steps inside, shedding her coat, letting it puddle on the floor. Her boots are kicked aside. She's still talking, but her hands move to the hem of her sweater, pulling it over her head…