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Alex Karev Imagine

Alex Karev Imagine
1199 Words
Suggestions: Alex and the Reader are friends with benefits, who both want something more. She gets into the plane crash and Alex confesses to her when he sees her in the hospital.
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Originally posted by fuckyeahalexjo

You rolled your eyes, leaning on your hand as you flipped through a magazine. It was exciting, yet boring, to be a 5th Year Resident. It felt awkward too. Your best friend, who just happens to be your go-to sex buddy, is one too, so sometimes, you’ll both be caught in the O.R., since you both want to get into the same specialty. God, you didn’t know what to feel around him except for love really. You wanted more, but hey, he probably just wants the sex.

“(Y/n), are you on your break,” Arizona walked over to you.

“Yeah, I am, but if you need something, I’m all ears,” You looked up at her.

“You’re going on the trip to Boise for the patient, right?”

“Yes, I am. Why?”

“I’m coming along too.”

“Does Alex know?”

His name rolled of your tongue perfectly. It was like you said his name all the time, every day, in the same tone.

“He’s… not going. He’s going to Hopkins.”

You felt your heart drop. Your blank expression almost made you look like you saw a ghost. You nodded.

“Okay, He didn’t tell me that.”

“Are you going to Hopkins too?”


“Why not? It has the best Peds Program in the country.”

“It’s not really for me. I’m staying.”

“Good, good, we need more great Peds surgeons.”

You nodded again, looking back down at your magazine. You checked the time on your phone. You stood.

“Ah, sorry, I have that surgery in 20 minutes. I’ll be heading down to the O.R.”

You took your magazine and walked down there.


You turned your head to see Alex jog up to you.

“Do you have a second,” He asked you.

“No, sorry, I have surgery… now in 17 minutes. I gotta go.”

You turned your head and walked up to the elevators, then stepped in.

“Good luck at Hopkins,” You called to him as the elevators closed.

You pull out your scrub cap from your pocket and put it on, after braiding your hair of course. The elevator doors open to see a tired Alex leaning against the wall. You stepped out.

“What the hell? Did you just run a few floors,” You asked him.


“Why?! Jesus, if you wanted to talk, just meet me outside of the O.R. when I’m finished.”


“Alex, I appreciate you not telling me about Hopkins, I really do. I mean, you took the opportunity. Now, here you are, going to be gone… So… No need to tell me anything else. I’m good. It’s your choice.”

You shrugged, heading into the scrubbing room.

After surgery, Alex met up with you again, this time it wasn’t about Hopkins.

“We seriously need to talk (Y/n).”

“I have a plane to catch with Dr. Robbins and the others. Why don’t you say what’s on your mind now?”

He opened his mouth, but then closed it. You grabbed your suitcase from the Resident changing rooms and looked at him.

“Good Luck in Boise.”

You nodded your head.


Your heart dropped again. You thought he was going to say something different.

You sat next to Arizona on the plane, frowning as you stared out the window.

“So, how are you and Alex,” She started to ask you.

You shrugged.

“I don’t know. Friends with benefits already, but I want something more. I thought he was going to tell me something more, but he just said ‘Good Luck in Boise’. Who the hell says that,” You muttered.

“Maybe he cares.”

You felt back of the plane jerk back and look.

“Oh crap,” You whispered, seeing it completely gone.

You were ripped out of your seat and shut your eyes, not feeling the rest.

You woke up to see the sun shining on your face. You sat up, your head pounding. You rubbed your face, only to feel something wet. You opened your eyes and screamed at the top of your lungs. Your left hand was fractured in many different places, and it was bloody too.

“Oh god, goddamnit,” You breathed.

You looked around, seeing metal scattered around you. You tore of part of your pants leg and wrapped it around your hand to keep it from getting infected. You got up, wobbling a bit.

“Hello,” You called.

You didn’t get a response. You started going in a direction, not looking back. You placed your right hand on a tree to balance yourself. Your breathing was heavy, which wasn’t really normal. You pulled up your shirt to look and saw your hip was bloody too.

“Great, just my luck.”

You continued walking, just until you heard a scream, and then a ‘shut up’ followed it. You followed the voice, seeing part of the plane. You collapsed next to it, only struggling to get up.

“HELLO,” You yelled again.

“(Y/N),” A panicked voice asked.

“I’m here!”

You got up again, tripping over a log and landing on the ground. You groaned, turning over on your back.

“Where is everybody,” You asked.

Cristina ran over and helped you sit up.

“Uh… Lexie’s dead.”

You blinked twice.

“No,” You whispered.

“Mark’s next to her body, and Meredith’s looking for Derek.”

You nodded, looking down.

“Are you okay?”

“My hand’s broken.”

You held up your wrapped-up hand in front of her.

“Dr. Robbins?!”

“I’m here! I’m here.”

You nodded.

Late at night, everyone’s condition started to worsen. Derek’s hand was broken. Mark’s breathing was getting worse. Arizona’s leg was more infected than ever. It was cold too. You leaned against a rock next to the fire. You breathed heavily, shutting your eyes. The cold was getting to you.

After a week of starving in the wilderness, you woke up in a hospital. You sat up a bit, wincing in pain. You checked your hand and saw it was completely wrapped up. You saw Meredith walking through the hall.


She jumped up and looked at you.


“Where are we?”

“A hospital. Why?”

“Where is everyone?”

“That’s what I’m trying to find out.”


You nodded.

“Have you seen Derek?”



She walked off with her IV. You sat there before hearing a rush of footsteps run in. You turned, only to get hugged tightly. You blinked twice.

“Oh, thank god.”

You softened.

“Alex,” You whispered, placing your head on his shoulder.

He held your head in his hands and kissed you repeatedly. You scrunched up your face a bit. He planted a kiss on your lips.

“You okay,” You whimpered, placing your good hand on his back.

“My heart almost stopped. I thought something happened to you and I wasn’t prepared to face it. Then I saw Mer and she told me you were fine, just a scarred hip and a broken hand.”

You nodded. He kissed your cheek.

“Yeah, I broke my hand.”

“You’re okay. You’re okay. Oh god, you’re okay,” He whispered.

“Are you okay?”

He nodded.

“I love you. I love you, and I wouldn’t know what to do without you. I want to hold you so you won’t get hurt or leave my side. Promise me you won’t leave my side.”

You smiled.

“I love you too, and I promise.”

anonymous asked:

Do you guys like ice cream? Wow no that's a stupid question EVERYONE likes ice cream.... What are your favourite flavours?

I like vanilla. -Sam

Yeah, cause you’re a freak. -Dean

Not gonna lie, that is pretty boring Sammy. -Katie

Katie introduced me to this apple pie flavored ice cream from this ice cream place in the town she lives in. It’s SO freaking good. -Dean

Your obsession with pie is pretty freaky too Dean. -Katie

Don’t tell me how to live my life. Just because you eat that half baked stuff more then you eat the amazing pie ice cream. -Dean



It was like we had grown up and changed. It was a short time. 6 months to be exact, but that’s how it felt.

Like 6 years.

It’s like I didn’t recognize the things he did anymore. Like how he wears his hair in his face now. Or how he picked up some new sayings from his hyungs. I didn’t see him much and when we did it wasn’t very long since he was so busy.

Jungkook looked at me from across the table in the Bangtan dorm kitchen. He stared at me.  he could feel it.

The differences in me, we, us.

My hair was grown to the middle of my back now and I colored it light brown. He felt the same he missed a lot of simple things about me while he was away.

“You look different” he whispers with a smile.

“Yeah-,” I said looking up at him his eyes boring into me, I could tell he didn’t like my expression as his eyebrows knitted together. He Could tell something was off about me but he didn’t know exactly what.

“I missed you,” he says trying again.

I didn’t say anything I came to break it off with him honestly and I didn’t want it to be fixed there was no fixing this. I didn’t want to drag this out any longer than it had to be.

There was a change of look on his face and he leaned forward in his chair.

“What’s wrong?”

I averted my eyes and he tried to grab my hand but I Snatched it away.

“Hey yah-“He had tears in his eyes already. He figured it out.

But what he shouldn’t have done was act like he couldn’t talk to me for six months. I knew he was on tour, but that didn’t mean he had to ignore me. He could have told me here and there that ‘I’m busy I’ll talk to when I can.’ or ‘I’ll see you soon.’ Anything. but no, he did none of that and I cried countless time for him because of this, because of him. And I waiting late at night for at least something, even if he was on the other side of the world but I was left empty handed. And so, I moved on.

“Mianhae yo “ he cried tears falling down his face.

“Let’s break up” I said ignoring him.

“Haji ma-“

“Let’s not drag this out I wanted to do this as less painful as possible.”

He looked at me in utter disbelief.

“Babe why are you talking like this?”

Just then the door opened up and Jungkook quickly wiped his eyes.

Jin walked in put something on the counter top by the stove, and looked at me, and then Looked at Jungkook he suddenly became awkward and

“I should leave-“ jin quickly said.

“No I was just leaving”

Jungkook quickly got up to follow me I quickly walked passed Jin and was met with the yes of the other Bangtan members

“Oh hey hi No-“ Jimin said but looked at Jungkook and his voice died down and hit the ground crashing around us causing the silence to fill the room.

I just wanted to leave. So I found myself taking myself out the situation. Jungkook grabbed me leaving the boys in the other room. I reached the door and Jungkook stopped me for real this time

“Please don’t be like this I can change- “

“I’m seeing someone so don’t change for nothing because you would be doing it for nothing and I wouldn’t allow it.” he let go of me.

And I left him there crying.

I shut the door behind me and I could hear him hitting the door screaming my name I stood there with my back against the door as I heard his members freaking out. Asking him, “what’s wrong?” and “what happened”?

And so I suffered.

I stood there and I made myself suffer.

I stood there because I lied.

I stood there because when you love someone you do what best for them.. even if it hurts them the most. or you even worse.

I stood there because I was holding him back. His mind was everywhere thinking of me. He wasn’t focusing. He needed to focus. Hence why he hadn’t talked to me in 6 months.

I had no room.

I had no place in his life.

Jungkook I love you.

anonymous asked:

chyba bym się porzygała gdybym miała je używać do simsów

translation: I think I would throw up if I had to use them on sims
(my guess they’re talking about my bangs acc)

First off: I’m gonna answer you in english because I don’t think you deserve more attention than any other hate spreading person.
So yeah, at first I though you were being funny, but now it’s starting to get boring and making me feel uncomfortable. I don’t mind criticism, but CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, not the things you’ve been saying. I don’t want plain hate on my blog. So from now on, I won’t be posting your asks. I won’t be giving you the attention you desperatly seek. If you want to talk to me, do it off anon and we will talk in private. This whole situation is just starting to get really weird.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
NCT Ordering
  • Jaehyun: *takes great time looking over the menu, reading the description of each option carefully*
  • Donghyuk: *knows what he wants right away and tells everyone*
  • Taeyong: *ponders idly*
  • Donghyuk: *tells everyone not to order the same thing as himself*
  • Mark: *discusses options with Johnny*
  • Johnny: *orders same thing as Mark*
  • Yuta: *orders most expensive item on menu*
  • Jaehyun: *still reading the menu*
  • Doyoung: *annoyed by everyone taking so long*
  • Ten: *orders same thing as Donghyuk on purpose*
  • Taeyong: *randomly orders*
  • Taeil: *orders least expensive item on menu*
  • Jaehyun: *finally orders*
  • Doyoung: *orders annoyingly specifically, asking for things to be on the side or extra, for his bun to be grilled instead of toasted, etc...*
  • Sicheng: *is forbidden from ordering, Yuta promises to share with him*
  • Hansol: *doesn't get the chance to order/is ignored by waiter*
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.
Looking back, I can’t remember the truth. I blew everything out of proportion so I could feel the hurt and betrayal and write about it in vivid detail. It was my own method of torture. My own undoing; and I enjoyed every second of it.
—  c.j.n.

Domesticity Memes

Put a ship in my ask box and I’ll tell you:

  • big spoon/little spoon:
  • favorite non-sexual activity:
  • who uses all the hot water:
  • most trivial thing they fight over:
  • who does most of the cleaning:
  • what has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue:
  • who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working:
  • who steals the blankets:
  • who leaves their stuff around:
  • who remembers to buy the milk
  • who remembers anniversaries:
  • Who cooks normally?
  • How often do they fight?
  • What do they do when they’re away from each other?
  • Nicknames for each other?
  • Who is more likely to pay for dinner?
  • Who steals the covers at night?
  • What would they get each other for gifts?
  • Who kissed who first?
  • Who made the first move?
  • Who remembers things?
  • Who started the relationship?
  • Who cusses more?
  • What would they do if the other was hurt?