Euphoria • jordan poole

on call room

I've been watching too much grey's anatomy since yesterday, so here you go🫶🏽

It was a normal day at the hospital for Y/N, but she was looking forward to getting to her locker and changing her shoes. She recently got a new pair that she hasn't broken it yet, and they are killing her feet. They were a gift to her, and she would hate to kill his vibe if he saw her without them, but her feet are killing her.

"Oh, Dr. Y/L/N," she heard the infamous sing-song voice.

"Why do you always find a way to bother me Dr. Poole", she smiles.

"Because you are an OBGYN and I'm in pediatrics, we work closely together, don't we."

"Only because I pass my babies off to your care."

"Or you can have my babies", he whispers, "remember when we had that scare a few months back."

Jordan and Y/N have been together for about a year since they encountered each other at the bar near the hospital. They didn't know they work at the same hospital until the next day. Turns out they both got hired on the same day and went to the bar to celebrate...I guess great minds do think alike. They have gone on dates, but their schedules have been busy lately.

"You don't have to call me Dr. Poole all the time babe."

"I know, but we're at work," she whines.

"And we don't have to be at work...meet me in the on-call room by the basement in like ten minutes."

Y/N playfully salutes him before going up to the nursery to check on all of her little patients.

• • •

Walking into their special on-call room, Jordan is on his phone, scrolling on it, looking at god knows what. He is probably looking at some groundbreaking article on a surgery he wants to do.

"You know, I think we should use our vacation time and go to the Bahamas."

"The Bahamas?"

"Of course, just me and you in a beach house with a balcony attached to our room."

She squints her eyes, knowing where he's going with this.

"Why are you putting so much emphasis on the balcony?"

"Because I'm going to fuck you on it while we watch the sunset now take your scrubs off we probably only have twenty minutes. I told everyone to page our interns if they need our service."

Y/N quickly removes her scrubs, undergarments, and shoes and jumps on the bed. Jordan follows her lead and pulls the cover back, placing it over them. Their lips connect as their hands roam each other bodies to get them started. Dr. Poole's hand travels down her thigh, gracefully grazing his fingertips against them. Y/N pushes his hand away, giggling at how eager he is. She sits on his lap, rubbing her frail hands up and down his chest. Her finger entangled with the gold chain she bought him a couple of months ago. The memories flood her brain from that night, remembering how it dangled in her face until dawn. Looking down at her apple watch, she realizes she needs to stop wasting time so that she can get her nut off and his.