#ethan x pooja

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tiny room | arthur hill

again inspo from the lovely @mrstelevision [and by extension @whoetoshaw :) ]

face claim: sophia birlem ᡣ𐭩

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arthurnfhill i'm going on my first ever headline tour! manchester, glasgow, liverpool and london see you in feb! (tix in bio)

arthurtv can you dedicate a song to me xx ↳ arthurnfhill only if it can be fuck you

georgeclarkeey big sexy arthur hill can i be a groupie ↳ arthurnfhill you get enough of it at home big boy x

fan1 !!! may have accidentally got 2 tix to london instead of 1 but i will clone myself if i have to!!!!! ↳ arthurnfhill appreciate the support <3

📍 london

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arthurnfhill despite the absolutely terrified look in my eyes, london you were amazing! ended ar-tour on a complete high! thank you to everyone who came along, you made this chappy very happy <3

youruser was not familiar with your game but you're not a god has rearranged my brain chemistry ↳ arthurnfhill that song is definitely one of my faves ↳ fan1 youruser thanks for coming with me! glad you enjoyed the show and the cocktails after! <3333 ↳ youruser fan1 thank YOU for introducing me to his music, love you! ♥️ arthurnfhill

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youruser enjoying new music with new friends fan1 absolutely adore you sweetie pie ❤️

fan1 could do a little weep... sweetest girl alive!! ↳ youruser excited for our next adventure ❤️

max_balegde the second slide... no one has ever looked at arthur like that before ↳ arthurnfhill ?? well fuck my life i guess ↳ youruser apparently i'm a sucker for a good singer :p ♥️ arthurnfhill

📍 ibiza

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arthurnfhill don't let my cool exterior fool you, june in ibiza is no joke

youruser this is certainly a look mr hill ↳ arthurnfhill it's called fashion sweetie, look it up x

arthurtv the sunburn really ties the look together ↳ arthurnfhill i will bring up the surfboard incident. ↳ arthurtv apologies big man 🫡

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youruser happy halloween from your fave fembot ❤️

arthurnfhill still think my dress looked better ↳ youruser idk i think george looked the best... before the incident :p ↳ georgeclarkeey uncalled for?

faithlouisak absolutely obsessed with you 😍 ↳ youruser date me xx ↳ faithlouisak behzingagram gonna have to leave you sorry babe

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youruser save a horse, ride a cowboy xx (also arthur's big head stretched out my cowboy hat 😡 )

faithlousiak its a yes to you, a no to arthur ↳ youruser come over babygirl xx ↳ behzingagram being cucked in my own household wow ♥️ youruser

theburntchip bet that wasn't the only thing he stretched out ↳ youruser pooja what is this behaviour sabrinablair come get ur man ↳ theburntchip dragged the mrs into this... i won't forget this y/n

arthurtv yeehaw🤠 ↳ youruser yeehaw!! 🤠

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youruser another trip around the sun ☀️ excited to see what this year brings :)

fan1 happy birthday loml! would have gotten you smth else if i knew there was gonna be 6 whole cakes 😭 ↳ youruser don't be silly!! yours tasted the best ❤️ (don't tell the others :p)

faithlouisak january is y/ns month only!! happy birthday pookie can't wait to give you a million kisses tonight xx ↳ youruser ditch ethan, tonight can just be about me and you xx

arthurnfhill happy birthday y/n 💜 the fella in the second slide seems to be having fun ↳ youruser tbh he's a bit of a nuisance, rocked up at my door at 8am with arms full of flowers 🙄

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arthurnfhill happy birthday lover 💜 so glad you stumbled upon my silly little show

youruser thank you my love, so excited to experience life with you ❤️

fan1 y/nnie got the guy 🥹 i was serious arthur, don't fuck this up ↳ youruser can always count on you to have my back xx ↳ arthurnfhill even though you threaten me, i appreciate you for bringing her into my life :)

behzingagram now you're official can she leave my girlfriend alone? ↳ youruser NEVER! that's wifey ♥️ faithlouisak

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youruser 1 whole year of us :) will always be your #1 fan ❤️

fan1 happy to give up his #1 fan title to you, a worthy opponent x ↳ youruser we come as a pair!! #1 fans together 4eva

arthurnfhill most successful groupie award goes to... ↳ youruser behave mr hill

georgeclarkeey we get it you're in love blah blah blah ↳ youruser you'll find someone clarkey xx (also stop trying to take my someone you lil homewrecker) ♥️ arthurnfhill

TIME SKIP 2 YEARS

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youruser easiest yes of my life ❤️ my forever lover

arthurnfhill guess i gotta rerelease bride and gloom ↳ youruser i take back my yes ↳ arthurnfhill no can do sweetheart, you're all mine now 💜

arthurtv HE'S DONE IT LADS !!

faithlouisak y/n it's not too late, i'm right here xx ↳ arthurnfhill womp womp thats MY wifey now ♥️ youruser, behzingagram

georgeclarkeey g'warn lad!! gonna miss our snuggles xxx ↳ youruser he'll still be getting shipped off to yours regularly, don't worry

fan1 y/n!!!!!!! actual tears in my eyes!! wedding of the year incoming!! ↳ youruser hope you have a good bridesmaid dress in mind ❤️

#arthur hill imagine #arthur hill fic #arthur hill x reader #chaos crew imagine #chaos crew fic

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Picta & Edits 📷

Ethan x F!MC: S - #

Sadie’s Self Care Sunday - @peonyblossom 📚📷 [extended: wip]  Sadie posts different acts of self care on Picta every Sunday.

Sandwich and a Fridge - @potionsprefect 📷 Victoria has a delicious lunch and the doctors lounge gets an upgrade.

Second Chances - @jamespotterthefirst 📱📷🦃 Their son gets in a fight at school right before Thanksgiving.

Second Impressions - @liaromancewriter  📱📷 It’s Cassie’s first day as a Junior Fellow on the Diagnostics Team. [2.1]

Self Reflections - @liaromancewriter 📸📱 Cassie's journey to finding herself after the poison attack as told through changing hairstyles.

Self-Care Date - @liaromancewriter 📷 Cassie decides to focus on herself but it soon turns into a self-care date.

Soon-To-Be Mom - @potionsprefect 📷🌸 Ethan surprises Victoria on Mother’s Day.

Soon To Be - @potionsprefect 📷 A day date leaves Victoria swooning.

Spooky Trip - @peonyblossom 📷 Ethan and Sadie go on a day trip to Salem.

Springtime - @liaromancewriter 📷 Cassie finds springtime weather in New England unpredictable.

Sugar and Spice - @liaromancewriter 📷 Cassie, Sienna and Aurora unwind after a long day by baking fruit scones.

Sweet Celebrations - @liaromancewriter📱📷 Cassie goes all in when it comes to recognizing small moments.

Technical Issues - @jerzwriter  📷Ⓜ Ethan thinks he'll have some fun with Kaycee, his only follower. Except...

Thankful - @liaromancewriter 📷🦃 Cassie spends her first Thanksgiving in Boston working a double shift, but finds small moments to be grateful for. Set in Book 1.

Thanksgiving 2023 - @genevievemd 📷🦃 Thanksgiving memory from Ethan and Gen.

The Days After the Engagement - @potionsprefect 📷 Victoria and Ethan are back home in Boston as an engaged couple.

The Final Days - @genevievemd 📷 Gen shares moments from her pregnancy on social media.

Part 1 | Part 2

The Game - @liaromancewriter  📷📱 It’s the annual Edenbrook-Mass Kenmore softball game. Cassie’s ready for revenge, but can’t stop thirsting after her boyfriend. Told through social media and text messages.

The Poo Life - @monsoonblooms12 📷 Pooja gets to Boston, only to be faced with an uncanny situation. With the support from family, she navigates through her first week at a new city, a best friend breakup while also going on a little tour around the city that would become her lifetime.

Chapter 3: A Journey

The Ramseys and their Fur Babies - @genevievemd 📷 Ethan and Gen with their kids and dogs.

These are some of my favorite things - @zealouscanonindeer 📷Edits of Aspen's favorite moments.

Time Together - @potionsprefect  📷 A day off means Victoria and Ethan get to spend some time together, or not.

Time With The Twins - @potionsprefect 📷 Victoria spends a day with Luke and Lily.

‘Tis the Damn Season - @genevievemd 📚📷 [extended: complete] A look into the final eight months of Ethan and Gen’s first year of marriage.

Too fast. - @zealouscanonindeer 📷 While on holiday, Aspen realises it's only been a year.. but it's enough to bring her to tears.

Too Many Clothes - @potionsprefect 📷 Victoria is sorting out her wardrobe.

Twinsies - @lsvdw-blog 📷 Serena matches with her baby boy.

Twins Outing - @potionsprefect 📷 Luke and Lily have a special day out with their parents.

Two Hot Besties - @rookiemartin 📷 Ethan takes a photo of Angel for social media.

Vacation - @zealouscanonindeer 📷 Aspen shares pics from their vacation.

Valentine's Day - @danijimenezv   📷💘 It's Jill's (and Hunter's) birthday! This is a little something to commemorate the date, and Valentine's Day of course.

Valentine’s Day - @potionsprefect   📷💘 It’s their last Valentine’s Day before they get married.

Winter Wonderland - @trappedinfanfiction 📷 Ethan is taking Celia away on a small winter vacation.

What Happens in Vegas - @liaromancewriter  📷📱 Cassie and her friends head to Vegas for a conference, but it’s really about what happens when the lights go down. Feat. Ethan Ramsey, OH Gang

Whatever It Takes - @liaromancewriter 📱 Cassie knows becoming a doctor requires hard work, but sometimes it's too much.

Yoga Fun - @liaromancewriter 📷 Cassie is all about trying new things, until she isn’t.

102 Days of Smiles - @genevievemd   📚 📷 [extended: complete] One post a day, for 102 days, with something that made our new bride smile.

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SUBMIT OPEN HEART FICS & WRITERS HERE

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[monsoonblooms12]

Don't let me go (Ethan x f!MC)

Summary: A letter threatens to break him, and Ethan is prompted to take a decision. (set in Book 2)

A/N: This was a prompt request sent by the dearest @headoverheelsforramsey from the 101 ways to say 'I love you' prompt list (still accepting, feel free to send in!) I hope you like what I came up with, my lovely and thank you so so much for sending the request in❤

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Pooja Sharma)

Word Count: around 1K words

Rating: General

Category: Angst

Warnings: None that I noticed

Prompts: "Don't let me go." from 101 ways to say 'I Love You' prompt list

Does being near to me hurt you? Does being close to me bring tears to your eyes? Do you feel relieved when I go away to someplace else, where you can't see me? Is being near to me such a curse, such a pain for you?

If no, then why? Why do you act like holding my hand will end the world for you? Why do you move away when I want to hug you? Why do you not cup my cheek and wipe my tears when I cry? Why do you sit there and see everything, understand everything and still hold up this facade of ignorance and professionalism?

Is it true that you don't miss the touch of my hand over your heart as I miss yours? Is it true that kissing me was never a thing you wanted to do? Were all those words of how you've wanted 'us', a lie? Was all this a mistake? Was kissing me in Miami a mistake?

Why do I feel that you never wanted it to happen? Why do I feel like I never was someone of importance to you?

Because if I was, you wouldn't have hurt me, broken me, pained me like this, time and again. You wouldn't have made me cry through endless nights. You wouldn't have left without a goodbye.

And if it's true, if I truly never was a person of importance to you, then it wouldn't bother you if I wasn't around anymore, right? It definitely wouldn't bother you if you can't hear me laugh or see me cry again, if you can't touch me again. You wouldn't even seem to mind the absence of our talks and I am sure you will definitely not miss our kisses. You probably won't even notice that the notorious intern who dared to cross a line and dream of a forever with you was around. I am a pain in your ass anyway, and it would be for the better if I wasn't around. You wouldn't have to deal with this 'Rookie' ever again.

If everything I wrote, everything I said was true, then the job you do next is tearing this sheet of paper and throwing it into the trash can next to your table just as easily as you threw away your feelings for me, if they ever existed.

But if you do have something, anything in your heart for me, come and tell me. I will be waiting for you, just like I always did, until the end.

Come and stop me, come and give me a reason to stay. Don't let me go, please don't let me go. Keep me with you, tell me everything that you want to.

Please, don't let me go.

Because if you miss this chance, the last chance, you will probably never be able to look at me again. Never get a chance to stop me and tell me again. Never get a chance to hold me again.

So please, don't let me go. I am probably packing my bags when you read this, so you know where to find me. Come and find me, I promise I will stop. But I also promise that there will be no one who could stop me today if you don't come.

I wish I could write it but I guess I am not 'Yours' just like you are not mine

Pooja

The paper shook in his hand, just like his entire world was shaking. The pages of the patient charts in front of him fluttered in the air, but he couldn't notice.

Her absence from the hospital since he last saw her during the Diagnostics Team meeting now made sense. There was a haphazard in his orderly life today, his heart not resting even for a minute. As if it knew that something was going to go very wrong.

The tears that spill from the corner of his eye on the paper cause the ink to blot, the letters to fade. Acting like an indication that her existence from his life was slowly fading, she was slowly becoming that fog which no one could catch or stop.

She was leaving behind a void of darkness that threatened to engulf him, and once that happened, he would never be able to find a way out of it again.

Everything in the letter, everything she had written in the paragraphs except the last was false, the biggest lie anyone had ever said.

She said he didn't miss her kisses and her touch? He was ready to trade his life for the chance to be able to kiss her without any worry or restraint again.

She asked if he felt relieved in her absence and pain in her presence. The answer was he felt heaven in her presence and hell in her absence.

She says she isn't a person of importance to him, her absence wouldn't bother him. How could she say that? For him, she was the most important person in the world and her absence would make every day a living hell. He wanted to shriek from the highest grounds of the city, the echo so powerful that his words would resonate around her. He would repeat his answers to each of her questions a hundred times until she begins to believe them.

Until she understands her place in his life.

Until she drops all doubt about her existence in his life.

She was his strength, his solace, his world. And now he was on the verge of losing everything life had given him. She was hope, a ray so bright that even the stoicism of a man like him melted due to its warmth. She was the reason why he wanted to believe in life again, in happiness again, in love again.

Every thought, every memory that flashes in front of him is a pathway for him to reach his decision. As if someone had painted the answer for him on a gigantic canvas, he could clearly see the path he was to follow. The choice he had to make. The actions he was to take.

And this time he wasn't making a mistake.

PS: This fic has a part 2, that I will post some days later! Thank you so much for reading, very very grateful for you :)

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Ethan x Pooja | for @monsoonblooms12

#Merry Christmas ❤️🎄 #This doesn't even begin to come close to your skills my darling but I still wanted to say thank you #I wish you all the happiness this world has to offer this holiday season 💖 #ethan ramsey #ethan x mc #Ethan x Pooja #Xmas Moodboards

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Bree’s Newlywed Game 💒

*70s-style game show announcers voice* an ask game with your host, the incomparable, utterly fantastic @jamespotterthefirst

Bryce x F!OC

Cassie x Bryce - @josiesopenheart

Family Edition

Ethan x F!MC

Anna x Ethan - @adiehardfan

Friends Edition  |   Wedding Edition

Brooke x Ethan - @writer-ish

Not Yet Wed  |  Spicy Newlywed Questions ♥

Casey x Ethan - @jerzwriter

Spicy Newlywed Questions ♥  |  Friends Edition

Wedding Edition  |  NSFW Stats ♥

Looks Through the Years  |  Meet the Exes

Inside Their Phones | Christmas Edition

Casey x Ethan - @crazy-loca-blog

Wedding-at-a-Glance  |  11th Edition  |  NSFW Stats ♥

Meet the Exes | Looks Through the Years

Cassie x Ethan - @liaromancewriter

Not Yet Wed  |  Spicy Newlywed Questions ♥

11th Edition  |   Meet the Exes | New Year's Edition

Charley x Ethan - @lucy-268

Photo round  |   Round 2

Diana x Ethan - @gryffindordaughterofathena

Home Edition

Diana x Ethan - @drakewalkerfantasy 

Meet the Exes

Genevieve x Ethan - @genevievemd

Not Yet Wed  |  Spicy Newlywed Questions ♥

11th Edition  |  NSFW Stats ♥

Meet the Exes

Isolde x Ethan - @theblueestonedpendant

Wedding-at-a-Glance

Jillian x Ethan - @danijimenezv

Spicy Questions ♥  |  Friends Edition  |  NSFW Stats ♥

Meet the Exes

Josie x Ethan - @josiesopenheart

Not Yet Wed  |  Spicy Newlywed Questions ♥

11th Edition  |  NSFW Stats ♥ |   Meet the Exes

Looks Throughout the Years | Pregnancy Stats

Lilac x Ethan - @jamespotterthefirst

Not Yet Wed  |  Spicy Newlywed Questions ♥

NSFW Stats ♥  |   Looks Throughout the Years

Mariana x Ethan - @writinghereandthere

Not Yet Wed

Meera x Ethan - @headoverheelsforramsey

Home Tour Edition  |  Spicy Edition

Meredith x Ethan - @takeharryandgo  

Friends Edition | 11th Edition

Not Yet Wed  |  Spicy Newlywed Questions ♥

Friends Edition  |  11th Edition

Natalie x Ethan - @bex-la-get

Photo Round  |  Not Yet Wed

Wedding Edition  |   Meet the Exes

Looks Throughout the Years

Naomi x Ethan - @heauxplesslydevoted

Spicy Newlywed Questions ♥  |  NSFW Stats ♥

Pooja x Ethan - @monsoonblooms12

Wedding-at-a-Glance  |  11th Edition

Rebecca x Ethan - @utterlyinevitable

The Exes

Newlyweds Game - @mm2305

Odette x Ethan - @utterlyinevitable

11th Edition | The Exes

Serena x Ethan - @lsvdw-blog 

Spicy Newlywed Questions  |  NSFW Stats ♥

Tiffany x Ethan - @the-pale-goddess

NSFW Stats

Newlyweds Game - @starryeyedrookie

Spicy Edition ♥

Newlyweds Game - @a-crepusculo

Wedding-at-a-Glance  |  NSFW Stats ♥  

11th Edition | Looks Throughout The Years

Family Edition | Meet The Exes

Newlyweds Game - @quixoticdreamer16

Meet the Exes

Sienna x M!OC

Max x Sienna - @liaromancewriter

Relationship Stats | Inside Their Phones

Tobias x F!MC

Casey x Tobias - @jerzwriter

Halloween Edition | More About Them

Meet the Exes | Pregnancy Stats

Looks Throughout The Years | Travel Edition

Chirstmas Edition | New Year's Edition

Halloween Edition

#moving the masterlist to ohhcs #they fit this blog better #open heart #open heart hc #open heart headcanons #ethan ramsey

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Meet OPH MCs: Ethan Ramsey

Ethan x F!MC (O - Z)

Dr. Odette Hall - @utterlyinevitable

Meet MC  |  The Past  |  The Future | Relationship Stats

Dr. Olivia Alexandra Valentine - @mm2305

Meet MC  |  The Past  |  The Present | The Future | Relationship Stats

Dr, Persephone Evans - @maincharacteraesthetics 

Meet MC

Dr Pooja Sharma - @monsoonblooms12

Meet MC

Dr. Rebecca Lao - @utterlyinevitable

Meet MC  |  The Past | Relationship Stats

Rina Miyamoto - @dumortain-adam

Meet MC

Dr. Sawyer Elizabeth Brooks - @cariantha

Meet MC

Dr. Selina Park, M.D. - @senseofduties

Meet MC

Dr. Serena Harlow - @lsvdw-blog

Meet MC  |  The Past  |  The Present  |  The Future

Dr.  Sloane Augustine McTavish - @queenbirbs

Meet MC

Dr Teddy Valentinos - @choiceskatie

Meet MC

Dr. Tiffany Addams - @the-pale-goddess

Meet MC 1, 2  |  The Future

Dr. Victoria Clarke - @potionsprefect

Meet MC | The Past  |  The Present  |  The Future

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Ethan x M!MC

Abigail Cassedy Cage Valentine - @its-subbota

Meet MC   |  The Past  |  The Future

Dr. Oliver Valentine - @dr-colossal-pita

Meet MC  |  Background

Dr. Sydney Valentine - @peonyblossom

Meet MC

Taemin Ryu - @sho-ryu-ken7

Meet MC  |  The Past  |  The Present |  The Future

Ethan x NB!MC

Dr. Baxter (Babs) Lucafont - @gutsfics

Meet MC

Dr. Inara Hepburn - @satrangee-ray

Meet MC  |  The Past  |  The Present  |  The Future

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#open heart #ethan ramsey #ethan ramsey x mc #open heart choices #open hear fanfictions #open heart fanfics #oph meet your mc

[monsoonblooms12]

I won't let you go (Ethan x f!MC)

Summary: As she gets ready to leave everything behind, will he stop her in time? (Part 2 of Don't let me go)

A/N: I think I will end the pain now. So sorry for all the tears that the first part caused. I hope this one will make up for it <3

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Pooja Sharma)

Word Count: around 900 words

Rating: General

Category: Angst (with a happy ending :))

Warnings: None that I noticed

She wanted to take her car and leave it outside, ownerless as if an indication that no one would come back to take it.

As if a final attempt to convince every heart including her own, that this really was the end.

That there was no turning back.

That she would never spend another minute in the faint glimmer of minimal sunrays while reading her favourite book under a tree in Boston common.

That she would never laugh with her patients as they tell stories of their lives to her and as she finds pieces of her life in them back in the Edenbrook patient rooms.

That she would never get to put up an act of being the top-notch doctor who has an answer to every question related to the difficult cases while she was alone in the Diagnostic Team Office.

That she would never get to sip coffee absently, a cake piece in front of her as her heart engaged in a conversation with itself, talking about the twisted circumstances of her life.

That she would never get to relish the apricity of December mornings or see the city decked up in red on gold in the Christmas week.

Thinking about it now as she sat in the jam-packed airport, so full yet so empty, she realised how deeply this city had got embedded in her life.

There was a time when she would doubt if this city could ever become her own if she could ever forget the homesickness as she hid herself in the blankets of snow in winters and blossoming flowers in spring, and now leaving this city behind felt like leaving her life behind.

Her soul behind.

Unbeknownst to her, tear streaks mark their way on her tired face, eyes red, gaze fixed at the floor. There was a desperate need for coffee, but she couldn't get the power to get up and buy one. Her mind was already doing the best it could in keeping her away from the maze of memories and heartbreaking thoughts where she would get lost, and slip into a sea of despair, pain and heartbreak, where she would drown.

The sky of her world was overcast, and soon it would rain, the weather grey and melancholy, piercing and painful.

The announcement echoes through the hall and people around her spur into sudden motion, packing the things taken out, taking out tickets for the check, getting ready to board. But her gaze remained fixed on the way leading to the entrance.

She took her bag and walked away from the crown that was now lining up in a queue, to take one last glance and let all hope extinguish as her reality sunk in.

She was about a hundred per cent sure that he wouldn't come.

Even if her words were a lie, even if her letter brought tears in his eye. He would never come. He would let her go, his irrational reason stopping him, his hand always inches away from that even after running miles she would never be able to hold it.

Yet, she would have been ready. To run, to fall, to get scarred. To die. If there had been hope. If there had been a light she could chase, if there had been a belief she could hold on to. That all this would be worth it. That all her turmoil wouldn't be futile.

But here, there was nothing. No chance, no belief, no hope. She could sense her name being announced in the speaker and she could also sense the heaviness of her head that increased by the minute. She could feel her senses slowly leaving her, a curtain of black slowly falling.

Before she could fall, she had to walk.

She had to keep her promise.

She had to leave.

"Pooja!"

The voice held her like two firm hands, gripping her as she fell, preventing her from getting hurt.

There was confusion, there was doubt. But deep, very deep down, there was a relief. There was happiness. She turns around and there they are.

Those icy blues which held unshed tears in their corners, which were desperate and pleading. There was no need of going back. She pinched herself once, wanting to confirm if the image that presented itself in front of her was deceit or truth and as the faint pain slowly dissipated, she made her way over to exit, walking in steady steps to fulfil her promise.

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No one knew how long they cried.

Both of them, holding each other as if united after eons.

His hand gripped hers as if it was that log in the tumultuous ocean on which his life hung. The hand which was once terrifying to hold, the thought of not being able to hold it seemed much, much more terrifying now.

Within minutes her luggage was safely stored behind his car and his racing heart slowly calmed down, as the anticipation of not being able to stop her slowly faded away.

There was only one thing he had to say, and as he held her hand through the entirety of their journey back, he conveyed in whispers,

"I won't let you go."

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Zuhause (Ethan x f!MC)

Summary: When he sees her working after hours, he offers to drop her home. (set in Book 2)

Zuhause: (German) Home

A/N: This was a prompt request sent by the dearest @gryffindordaughterofathena from the 101 ways to say 'I love you' prompt list (still accepting, feel free to send in!) I hope you like what I came up with, my lovely and thank you so so much for sending the request in❤

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Pooja Sharma)

Word Count: around 1K words

Rating: General

Category: Light angst, mostly fluff

Warnings: None that I noticed

Prompts: "Text me when you get home safely" from 101 ways to say 'I Love You' prompt list

The lights were dim, voices muffled, almost nil. Half of the corridors remain empty, the crowd shifted to a world outside the halls of the hospital.

Some at Donahue's, probably doing bets with shots, some with their partners, talking about the long day they had. Others rush home, probably because they have work to do or someone to meet.

Nights at Edenbrook were always a contrast to its days. The lively chatters now dimmed to whispers, muffled voices. The rush now slowed down, people minimal. The canteen mostly empty. The congregations of interns at various places all around the hospital, now missing. All the changes just gave Ethan more reasons to work after hours. His Apartment was an empty space, just a place to sleep and wake and dress and come back here. Years of walking past these corridors have led every way to get etched in his memory, and in ways, he feels he knows Edenbrook better than he knows his house, devoid of any cheer, tear or care.

His steps take him to his place, a place where he can disappear into his own world. In medical journals, patient charts and thoughts of a certain someone. His coffee warm in his hand gives him the solace that he has everything he needs for a peaceful time.

That is until his eyes capture the scene in his office. Not very unusual, but special enough to make his heart rush a bit. Her hair in a messy bun, she leans into the textbook, gazes focused on the pages that her fingers turn in search of a specific something. Time passes but his mind doesn't seem to notice.

In between of one such turn of a page, she stifles a yawn, clearly tired after all the cases she has handled since the morning.

"Rookie"

Her ambers look at him, the surprise at his voice cleared away in a moment. She offers a small smile as he walks up to her, taking a place at his designated seat next to her.

"Take this"

"You got me coffee? I didn't know that you knew I was still here"

"I never knew bringing someone a coffee would lead to an interrogation"

She giggles, and so does he. The voice still sounded foreign, but the melody that was created as a result of their synchronized laughs was too beautiful, too mellifluous for him to miss.

Being close to her felt like getting lost in a meadow of morning dews, as the soft sun shines overhead. Laying in the grass-covered plains, letting the gentle zephyr make the locks of hair dance. Gazing at the moon through the curtain of faint drizzle, enchanting moonshine washing over the face.

She leans back and closes her eyes, relishing the warmth and energy the caffeine grants her. He closes her textbook and lets his eyes devour the scene from a distance, a picture that was only for him to see and save in his heart.

"What time is it?"

"Too late for you to be here"

"I should really get going. My phone died and all my roommates would be worried sick."

She gets up, taking the textbook, rushing past as his voice makes her halt on her way.

"Let me drop you"

"You don't need to-"

"It's too late, and I insist. I am leaving as well, so it won't be much of trouble"

After a pause, she agrees.

They get down to the atrium together, stopping just a bit for her to grab some of her belongings from the locker room. Walking side by side, her words as whispers when they reach him

"You know, you don't need to do this just because I am a member of your team. I can take care of myself."

For a moment, his pace slowed as he watched her walk past. He wanted to pull her back to him and tell her what she really was to him. How he wanted to take care of her. How he wanted to make sure that she was safe because she mattered to him more than anything in the world. And if anything were to happen to her, he would lose his last bits of sanity.

Quickening his pace, he catches up to her and his reply makes her heart do a little happy dance.

"You are more than a member of my team, you are more than a colleague. And you know that."

As she watched him move past to start his car, a smile lit up her face in the dim environment Edenbrook found itself in, his words playing like her favourite lyric, over and over.

The drive to her home is peacefully silent. The windows lowered down, a soft piano plays from her phone. It's halcyonic, to be in a moment like that. To be lost in their own worlds but dreaming of each other. To be so comfortable with each other that silence becomes a way of conversing. That's what Ethan and Pooja's relationship was all about.

The halt in front of her apartment is reluctant, disheartening. They could keep going like that, together, for miles. At some moment, their hands would intertwine, while sometime later, their lips would grow tired of the distance and land upon each other. Any amount of time they spent together that ended up in separation, was too minuscule.

Getting down, he expects her to leave without a pause, but she doesn't.

"Umm... Text me when you reach home safely." She requests as she talks to him through the open window. After his brisk nod, she waves a bye, before walking away on her track to home.

His heart stops him from driving back. He sits there, smiling, wondering if anyone had said that to him ever again.

If anyone had cared enough to be concerned about his wellbeing, his safety. If anyone had ever cared for him as she does. The answer is almost instantly discovered.

No one had. Because no one could ever be her.

She was his home, and he had reached it that very day when he had let his guard fall and let his lips touch hers. After wandering homeless for years, he had finally found his home, in her.

And he knew that there was no other place, where he could feel safer and happier than when he was with her.

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[monsoonblooms12]

Redamancy (Ethan x f!MC)

Summary: The curtain of life threatens to fall, and the circumstances lead to a confession (set in Book 2, Chapter 11)

A/N: This was a request sent in by Pep who asked for a 2.11 confession fic, in which I also included a prompt request sent by the dearest @a-crepusculo from the 101 ways to say 'I love you' prompt list (still accepting, feel free to send in!) I hope you like what I came up with, my lovely and thank you so so much for sending the request in❤

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Pooja Sharma)

Word Count: around 1.5K words

Rating: General

Category: Angst, with some fluff

Warnings: None that I noticed

Prompts: "Don't leave yet" from 101 ways to say 'I Love You' prompt list, And there was a confession, And one of them has an Illness.

Khamoshi. Silence.

Silence can be a vice, it can be a virtue.

It can bring joy, and also sorrow. Silence doesn't give an answer to questions, whereas at other times, silence is the only answer. Silence can be a suffocating cover, a restraint separating one from the world. But silence can also be a blanket, comforting one when there was no choice but to live separated from the world.

And right now, it was her cover, her comfort. It gave her time, which might very well be the last hours she spent on earth, to be with herself.

To think, to reminiscence, to laugh, to cry, with herself.

Letting her remind herself that she had come on this earth alone, and she will have to leave, alone. No matter how much she loves the others, or the others love her.

She remembers Alekhya, her stoic little baby, crying as if it was her life in danger. How Idhayan couldn't even come to the phone to talk to her, and all she could hear was silent sobs in the background.

But the conversation that hurt her the most was the one with her dad. He had seen her mom die, 16 years ago. And now, he was losing his eldest daughter, but there was nothing he could do about it. Behind the tough mask was a pain that escaped into his voice at times, and every time it did, she wanted to cry, and assure him that she will live to see tomorrow.

But she couldn't.

All she could do was pray, that even after her, they find their happiness. That their world never stops revolving, even in her absence.

Every moment she had spent in the room felt like a lifetime. Slowly being pushed towards the end by a strong and persistent force she just couldn't counter, even with all her might.

She remembers the faces that peek through the only connection of the room with the world outside. The world that didn't exist for her at the moment. The smiles of her friends were lost in the air, their eyes bloodshot with the tears that they tried to put a constraint on.

The silence lets her mind echo their laughs, their jokes, their teases around her. Lets her remember every word of them. Lets her hold them till the last of her breaths.

She missed the night sky. Gazing at the stars, taking their light within her. Letting the moon shine over her soul, make her its child.

She would have searched for her mother in the vast sky. Would have told her that the wait is over. That she was soon coming to meet her. That this is what destiny's plan was.

And amidst all, two ice blue orbs shine in front of her. The tears unshed that linger at their corner. The pain that hid perfectly in his labyrinthine heart. The rush that his mind carried out, pulling all stops in an attempt to save her.

She remembers the kiss outside his apartment, the soft-touch familiar to her. The memory was prized, she wanted to keep it in her heart till the end of time. The end of time was here.

He had told the world he wasn't single. Well, now his words are going to be proven wrong. Sorry, she mutters to him wordlessly, hoping that it reaches him.

The endless chain of thoughts, memories, regrets, and joys end as the door open. A curtain of plastic shines in the bright luminesce. Only when the steps come closer, do they reveal him, behind a hazmat suit.

"I came to check on upon you"

He moves to sit on the stool, but her signal beckons him to sit beside her. He does, wanting to spend every moment with her.

His subconscious shouts at him for thinking that she would leave. It tries to convince him that they are meant to be. That their time together had just begun. That it couldn't end this soon.

But the doubt, the fear of losing her forever to destiny makes him want to cry. Cry just like he did when his mother left him, only to never come back. Cry just like he did when he thought that he had lost every chance of curing his mentor.

They were still the parts of his life. But right now, he was losing his life, his strength, his pillar. The hand he wanted to hold till the end of his life. And there's nothing he could do to stop it.

His hand strokes her hair, as she lay close to him, their hearts beating in unison. The urge to feel her soft skin against his, to kiss her forehead, to intertwine his fingers with hers, had never been as strong as it was at the moment.

Her eyes look up at him. They say a hundred words. The expression of affection and pain, regret and sorrow, and a melancholy, linger in them. But there was something that broke his already shredded heart into a billion minuscule pieces, no hope of them ever getting back together.

It was... Acceptance.

She had accepted her fate. She had accepted that today, it all ended. Her life. But his own too, along with hers.

A strange desperateness grips his heart.

He wanted to light one lamp that could once again bring the glow of hope in her heart. There had to be something, anything, that would give her a reason to strive. To hold on to that breath she had accepted she would have to give up.

Looking into her ambers which now gaze at an unknown point, his heart leaps into a pace just minutely faster.

Being close to her, wasn't something he wanted. It was something he needed, a bare necessity of life. He remembers those tumultuous days of living without being able to touch her, to feel her soft skin. The push, the staying away. Every moment just brings them closer to each other than leading apart.

A truth, a realization that had struck him weeks, months ago floats back to him. The clock ticks steadily and time slips beyond his reaches. He shifts a little, his heart trying to convince his mind and doing a great job at it.

Her eyes, which had closed for a moment, suddenly open up. There's an anxiousness interjected in the calm breaths she had been taking and her hand moves to hold his hazmat suit-clad one.

"Don't leave yet" Her voice is more than a request, and he feels a tear slipping out. No more convincing was needed. He knew what he had to do, and he wasn't going to waste a single second.

"I am not leaving, Rookie." Her hold on his hand became a tad bit stronger. "Not now, not ever."

He urges her to look up to him, and as she does, he feels their eyes glowing with the same intensity.

"I ran a lot. Out of fear, out of cowardice. I put on a facade of stoicism when on the inside I was breaking with the distance between us. I thought it was for the better, me staying away from you." He sees the tears glistening in her eyes "But it was for the worse."

"I am glad you realized" She tries to offer him a tiny smile, but the tears curtain it.

"Every day I spent with you, and without you, has led me to a realization. A realization that didn't exist before you came into my life. A feeling I never understood until I met you."

He tucks a stray lock behind her ear and brings the hand of hers that held his to his lips, placing a chaste kiss on it.

"I love you, Pooja. And I want you to know, that this is not the end. There are going to be hundreds of days of me saying it to you. I will not let you leave me, not so soon."

"I don't intend on doing it." A mellow giggle made him smile. He loved seeing her this way, smiling till the end of time. And every time he knew that he was the reason behind it, his world seemed to stop and a merry spring comes around.

"Ethan, I love you too. Always and forever." She raises herself with slight difficulty, placing a kiss on his lips through the hazmat suit. By now, both of their tears fell freely, all restraints that ever existed out of the window. The kisses are intermixed with gazes that say the three words over and over again.

Love.

He never believed in it.

Neurochemical response was what he thought it to be.

But today, it felt as if a new definition of love had opened up in front of him. It was something he couldn't capture in any amount of words.

For him, love was finding a soul to trust after being broken over and over again by the people closest to one. Love was finding a home, not in the four walls but in a person's heart. Love was having that shoulder on which one could lay their head along with all woes and joy. Love was having a hand to hold for an eternity, knowing that he would never lose it.

Love was what he felt when he was with her.

His Pooja. His Rookie.

In their world, communication occurred through gazes. And that's what went on, as they lay in silence, talking about nothings and everythings. His only wish was to make her smile, while hers was to hold on, till the end.

Time passed like a rapid river current, not stopping even for the mightiest rocks. And suddenly, surprising them both, the door flung open. For a moment, worry clouded both of their features, hearts beating faster as if preparing for the worst-case scenarios.

"Ethan, we have found a cure."

PS: And the saga of angst continues. I want to write fluff so bad but my brain said "No😘"... I hate it here. Also, thank you very very much for reading & I am extremely grateful for you🤍

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[monsoonblooms12]

Could you do

both waking up in the middle of the night and going on an adventure to find the perfect snack ?

Thanks!

Còsagach (Ethan x f!MC)

Summary: It has been three years since their first meet, and Pooja plans something special to celebrate the occasion.

Còsagach: Finding comfort in life's simple pleasures💕

A/N: Thank you so much for requesting a fic based on this prompt @rookiemartin and @adiehardfan🤎 TBH, It significantly deviated from the prompt and took a life of its own, but I hope you still like it💙

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Pooja Sharma)

Word Count: around 2.9K

Rating: General

Category: Total fluff

Warnings: None that I saw.

Prompts: "both waking up in the middle of the night and going on an adventure to find the perfect snack" from this prompt list (still accepting!)

It was quiet.

So quiet that she could hear the rustle of the plants, the dance of the leaves with the wind from the balcony.

So quiet that she could hear the soft snores of him, as he lay still beside her, chest rising and falling, and a gentle hand keeping her close to him.

So quiet that she could see the wall clock reminding her that it was too late of an hour for her to be awake.

Amidst this quietude, the thought kept flashing in her mind like the neon signs of midnight diners. Trying to draw her attention towards it.

And once it gets her attention, she realizes why sleep felt like a luxury of the dreams today.

It was the day, when, three years ago, the man lying beside her stepped into her life, one step and another, and slowly made a home for himself in the land of her heart.

Three years ago, on this very day, some hours later, entered someone who would make even "Rookie" sound like a melody to her, who would bring storms along and also the calm after.

Who would be the harbinger of happiness she didn't even know she deserved.

A smile illuminated her face in the dark hues that were spread around the room. She chastely placed a light kiss on his forehead, just like he did every morning as if he was expressing his joy of waking up next to her every day.

As she lay down once more, ideas expertly turn in the labyrinths of her mind. Trying to decode a solution for the ponder of hers.

She had two options: To arrange an extravagant surprise or to go for a simple, sweet one.

As she struggled between the two options, she let the pages of recollections turn and bring in front of her, instances from her first year.

The chocolate from the vending machine. The staying in touch with a patient for years. The staying up all night looking after a premature baby in NICU. The love for his fur baby, Jenner.

The heart of gold hidden beneath rivulets of riches and fame that he never asked for but got anyway.

The child hidden deep in his soul that only craves for love and happiness that he was deprived of. The things that would be a gazillion times precious to him than an extravaganza arranged just because.

And just like that, the knots of confusion had untied themselves and in front of her lay a clear path of what she was going to do to make this day, one of a kind.

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Pooja had never thought that slipping out unnoticed would be such an excruciating job. For a man who sleeps so lightly that the slightest of sounds could wake him up, it was a major headache for a clumsy human like her to slip out without disturbing his peaceful sleep.

The tings of the elevator reverberated through the mute that was draped over the highrise. Her footsteps landed softly on the gravel, as her eyes let the moonshine bewitch her soul. It was oddly comforting, to be awake as the world lies in a peaceful slumber.

She drove through empty roads, locks dancing gracefully with the cold winds as the traffic lights interrupt them now and then.

And in these mystic hours of the night, she lets herself go back in past, to cherish the countless details her mind had captures that day and kept stored in a box, neatly, just so that she could open it now and then, and be reminded of the point where it all began.

Sooner than she had thought, soft lights greeted her cheerfully, welcoming her in the heaven of a kind. Sweetness had been sprinkled in the air of the room, and every corner of the area had a warmth to it that made her feel at home even at these late hours.

After greetings and smiles, she laid out her order in front of the lady at the counter, whose eyes bore a kindness like no other. She nodded along, and as soon as the talk is done, she got to work. In minutes, everything had been picked and packed, and as the cha-chings got done, she left behind the sugary sweet world hidden in the corner of the city with a sweet thank you and goodbye.

Back home, she placed the articles she had just bought on the kitchen counter. And in hushed steps, she made a beeline to the balcony, with an aim in mind.

The return journey followed. But this time, checklists were being prepared mentally, items being crossed, ideas being thought and plans being made. This time the dance of the locks go unnoticed, the cold of the winds just acknowledged. This time, there was a hurry tied to every step she placed on the gravel and the tiled floor of the building.

Looking around, she spotted the pot that bore the blossoming flowers swaying in harmony. For a moment, she let herself capture their beauty in her mind, and let their soft petals remind her why she sowed them in the first place.

They were his favourite.

Slowly, she handpicked a few of them, arranging them neatly and once again tip-toed the room. For a split second, she thought she had woke him up. She felt him call behind her. With her heart beating a tad bit faster, she turned to inspect, making her best attempts to look normal. And just as she found that it was nothing but a figment of her imagination, let out a relieved sigh.

Just like they were.

One after the other, she arranged everything as per the picture she had painted in her mind.

It wasn't perfect, but then she didn't want it to be. It was perfectly imperfect, just like their story was.

With one look at the clock, she knew it was time. And for the moments that would follow, she happily said goodbye to sleep.

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"What happened?"

The touch that stroked his forehead had the softness of velvet.

With every stroke, a calm coursed through his soul, letting him enter a deeper state of slumber. It wasn't until sometime later, that he registered the hushed whispers in the mellifluous voice he cherished.

Without warning, a strange panic overclouded the peace and every string of sleep broke as he woke up with a start.

The concern in his voice made her laugh, and for a while, everything else that was happening around him disappeared. It had been three years since he had first heard it and it was even before the overtaking by the whirlwind of emotions that he had known it was one of the most perfect things he had ever had the chance to hear.

"Nothing happened, Ethan always-worried-for-me Ramsey." She giggled.

"You woke me up in the middle of the night for nothing?"

"Not for nothing. Come with me." She stretched out a hand, and it was a matter of seconds before his own took it.

But still, he couldn't help but ask, "Where?"

"You trust me?" She asked and it shocked him for a moment that the answer wasn't obvious to her.

"More than I trust myself"

Her eyes gleamed and he could feel his own heart reciprocate. Out of the handful of things that were the universal truths of his life, this was one of them.

In distance and heartbreak, and in eumoiriety, there was one thing that could never waiver. It was his trust in her.

As his protege, as his colleague, as his friend, and as his partner. He trusted her with his life and knew that she would probably give up her own to save his.

In a swift motion, he picked the paper up, reading the words over and over again.

She led the way, he followed.

Slowly his eyes met with the beautiful scene in front of him.

It was ethereal.

For a moment, he felt as if he was living in a dream. After all, she had been a permanent member of his dreams since that kiss in Miami all those years ago.

In the glowing golden heaven that had been created right in the middle of their apartment, lay a platter full of... cupcakes. Red and Chocolate Brown. On the couch lay a bouquet. Along with it, lay a piece of cardstock paper.

"Three years since this plot twist came into your life. Happy first meet anniversary"

Picking the small, neat bouquet, presumably made by her, he let the softness of petals remind her of the moments when being close to her felt like an impossible feat to achieve. Felt like a distant, unreal thing to need. And of moments like this, where the dream had become a reality.

His heart was too full for him to be able to speak in coherent sentences.

Pulling her close, he kissed her with everything he had in him. As if wanting the kiss to convey, just how glad he was that this plot twist came into his life and made it as beautiful as it was, at the very moment.

Carnations. Scientifically, Dianthus caryophyllus. And if the Greeks were to be followed, it meant, "the flower of love". The flower that spoke the language of love between them today, without them having to utter a word.

But this one simple arrangement of cupcakes, candles, flowers and love, overthrew them all. Overthrew all their glamour. Because it is easy to flaunt money and arrange parties as a representative of status.

The remaining moments of the night were spent devouring the piquant cupcakes, talking about nothing and everything.

Laughing, placing chaste kisses, and getting lost in the world of each other's eyes.

There was a realization. Of all the eloquent galas, elaborate fests, exquisite parties he had attended, there was always a gamble, a mix of love and enmity. Often, there was an attempt to boast, a tool for the rich to rub their money on people's faces.

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But when someone does the simplest of arrangements for the display of love, makes pain-stalking efforts to make someone else's time special.

That is something that gets etched in one's heart forever.

She had already left for her shift.

The jovial rays of the welcoming sun bring the much needed golden hues after the perfect night.

Through all his dreams, the smile was still plastered on his face, and his first thoughts, like always, had a picture of his love in them. His orbs looked beside and captured the view of the empty side of the bed with disappointment.

Jostling himself to freshen up, he didn't let the enthusiasm fade. He wished to hurry through the regular tasks of his day so that he could work on the surprise he had planned for her.

As minutes passed in a languid flow, the day becoming brighter and sweeter, he finally got to the kitchen and sat at the kitchen table, sketching his plan.

It is at this moment, that his eyes fell on the neatly kept envelope on the table.

In a hasty motion, he opens it.

Inside he found three articles: a letter, a note and... a bar of chocolate.

Just as he had thought her surprises for him had got over, he was met with another one.

He smiled, thanking the stars of the distant sky, which now lay behind the drape of light of the gleaming sun, for aligning the way they did on the day she decided to make a home for herself in the heart of his.

The very chocolate she had bought from the vending machine for him on the first day of her residence.

The same chocolate that had tasted sweeter that day because it had been the first time somebody had paid attention to what he liked.

That 50 cent chocolate tasted better than the most exquisite arrangements of a chocolatier.

Next, he picked the note which read, "First read the letter, and then check your messages. There is a tiny surprise hidden for you there <3"

He shook his head, as a laugh escaped him while reading 'tiny surprise'. The fact that she felt, believed, that her gifts for him were nothings.

It was the biggest lie anyone had ever believed in.

Honouring her request, he slowly opened the letter, and for a moment, stared in awe at the beautiful typography of her hand as the font that she saved for him shone at him in greeting.

Because for him they were everythings.

For him, they were like the gift of those stars they gaze at on cloudless nights. For him, they were priceless, beyond the limits of any comparison.

Dearest Ethan,

Slowly, his eyes registered each word she had written, each word she had taken out from the locker of her heart and placed neatly, stringing them into a line to shape her thoughts, feelings and emotions through them.

And with every such line, his heart swelled a little with love, his smile became a tad bit bright, and tears welled up in the corner of his eyes, little by little.

As I write this, the flames of the candles beside me flicker impatiently and the cupcakes tempt me to take a bit of them. I know I have told you what I feel for you about a million times, but still, it never seems to be enough.

I was really like everyone else. A doe-eyed intern wanting to learn from the best. Learn from you. In my eyes, you were an icon (and to be honest, you still are and you will always be). I never wanted to know how you looked. All I ever wanted to know was what you held in that majestic mind of yours. Meeting you in the first moments of a new life, was like seeing your face the first thing in the dawn of a new time that lay ahead of me.

And even though you were harsh, I still remember the word that slipped so carelessly from your mouth that day. The word that I had never thought would come to mean so much to me. The word that I craved to hear in the best and worst moments of my life.

When you called me "Rookie" the first time, you were indicating my amateurism. But every time you have called me "Rookie" since was spoken out of a love that I didn't know I deserved.

To be remembered by you. To get an autograph from you. To get guided (and chided) by you. All of these were the highlights of my first day. The day that began a journey of understanding, loving and trusting, from moments when we barely knew each other to moments when we knew each other better than we knew ourselves. The day when the plot of the novel of your life twisted and decided to bring me, your Rookie, into your life.

It has been three years to that day. Three years of a journey on which we had to surpass storms that left both of us broken. Three years of getting broken by love and getting mended by love.

All that began with an intern running late, who incidentally (and luckily) got to do a thoracotomy with the man who was going to become a regular figment of her dreams.

Happy three years to the day since we first met, E.

I love you to the universe and back, and even though this journey with you has given me a lot of pain, I would never have it another way.

Yours forever, Rookie.

"A song that I took out from the vault of my memory for you. I felt it sums us up better than my words can. When you listen to this, I will be probably be sipping coffee, between Diagnostics Team meetings and patient consultations, missing you and waiting for the hour when I can come back home to you.

Letting the teardrops fall, he moved to unwrap the last of the surprises she had left for him. In his chats, lay a message from her.

Along with an audio track.

I love you, E❤"

He wanted to run to her and pull her in his arms. Tell her that he missed her too. Tell her that he loved her too. But he waited for her to return, as he didn't believe a text message to have the power to convey the amount of love he had for her.

Instead, he chose to get lost in her melodic tunes, in lyrics of a song that told their story.

(I heard from the fluttering butterflies, the tale of a garden)

"Titlion se suna, kissa maine bagh ka

Bagh main thi ek kaali, sharmili, unchui

(In the middle of which was a flower bud, shy, untouched)

Ek din, manchala bhavra aagaya

(One day, came an unquestioning bumblebee)

Khil uthi woh kali, paya roop naya

(The bud opened its petals, it found a new life)

Puchti thi kali yeh mujhe kya hua

(Wondering, the bud used to ask, what happened to me?)

Phool hasa chupke se

(The flower used to smile stealthily)

Pyaar hua chupke se

(It is love that happened, secretly)

Kyun naye lag rahe hain yeh dharti, gagan

(Why does the sky and earth look new to me)

Maine pucha to boli yeh pagali pawan

(I ask the jovial wind and it replies)

Pyar hua chupke se,

(It is love that happened, secretly)

Yeh kya hua chupke se."

(What happened to you, secretly)

The bud fell in love with the bee secretly.

Just like they fell in love with each other,

Secretly.

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Sui Generis (Ethan x f!MC)

Summary: From strangers to lovers, their journey has been like none other.

Sui Generis: Of its own kind✨

A/N: A very very very Happy Birthday to you, dearest Bree @jamespotterthefirst. Words aren't enough to tell you how much I adore you and all the you do for the fandom. From the fics, to the edits, to the templates, the book club, and the newlywed games, I won't be exaggerating if I said that you are one of the primary reasons the fandom is still alive and thriving. Your talent, your works awe me, enchant me, break me and also, give me life. I adore Lilac and Ethan with my entire heart, and the beauty of them is unmatched, and I don't think I can thank you enough for creating their story as beautifully as you have. And your edits, and the social media series,girl, I don't have words apt to describe their beauty. You have always been such an inspiration to me, and I am so glad to be able to call you my friend. Love you loads and have an amazing birthday today❤ (And yes, I wrote fake dating {not much, but I hope you like it} specifically for you)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Pooja Sharma)

Word Count: around 2.6K

Rating: General

Category: Fluff

Warnings: None that I saw.

Prompts: and they go on a date, and they were in a fake relationship, and there was a confession

The ambrosial scent of the cologne reached to the corners of the room, as he stood silently in front of the mirror, wondering about the evening he was about to spend.

It could have been a quiet one, with Jenner, reading medical journals, researching for the paper he was writing and then cooking when he felt tired, had Dolores not insisted.

And as a person who had very few real friends he cared about, he agreed to the deal for her.

The vespertine hours were bejewelled by the lucelence of the gibbous moon, and there was ataraxia in the air, with the gentle wind making the immature flower buds sway with it.

He hated to imagine the ways his evening could end. It could be an endless bore, or he would have to face some lardy-dardy individual whose only aim in life was to prove themselves as the paramount presence.

He constantly reminded himself, why he was doing this. And even though he ignored it, something in his heart told him that today was going to change his life.

------

They insisted on her wearing red for that evening, and honestly, she didn't care. She had been on five blind dates and none, none of them had worked out.

She stared at the endless sky, her eyes mirroring the twinkle of the stars. She let herself get lost in the expanse made of the hues of violet and some lingering shades of orange, experiencing the novalunosis.

As much as she hated the endless drill, she couldn't help but smile as the excited faces of her friends flashed in front of her every time she went on a date. How cheerfully they prepped her and how they hoped for her to finally find the person who would be worthy of her.

And for them, she truly wished that this evening brought with it, the kind of person her heart hoped for.

Just as much for her friends, as for her.

------

It was a quiet setting, halcyonic. He looked around as he waited at the table reserved for him and his date, who was, as of that moment, nowhere to be seen.

As his eyes traced every corner of the room, taking in the details subconsciously, his eyes incidentally fell on the door. Red fabric met his eye, and the brown locks that danced as the woman looked around attracted his attention towards her.

She was comely, and her mannerisms depicted an innocence unique to her. An innocence that wasn't accompanied by nervousness, but confidence. A thought passed through his mind like a flash, and it caught even him by surprise.

Whoever she was spending her evening with, was one lucky fellow.

His eyes drifted away but she occupied his thoughts for a while. Unbeknownst to him, she moved in steady steps towards his table, and he was completely caught off-guard when a question brought him back to the present.

"Ethan Ramsey?"

For a moment he wanted to ask her to repeat the words, just so that he could relish the euphonious tune of hers. Prompting himself to speak something, he replied to her in somewhat of a blabber,

"Y-Yes?"

"I am Pooja Sharma, your blind date."

The smile she flashed at him was... ethereal. As a token of appreciation, his lips curled up, as he got up in a gentlemanly fashion, and pulled a chair out for her to have a seat.

And as he returned to his place, he couldn't help but let the hope ignite in his heart.

This evening was definitely going to be different.

------

She took in every feature of his and relished in its beauty. Never in her life had she thought, or expected, to end up as such a gorgeous gentleman's blind date.

Don't mess this up, Don't mess this up, Don't mess this up... the chant followed in her mind like a mantra, and she truly hoped that this evening didn't end up being a one-time thing.

He urged her to order, and she was confused. Should she order something fancy? something exotic? Something she had never tried before?

Minutes passed as she scanned through the menu, her eyes drifting towards him every few seconds to see if he was getting irritated.

He wasn't.

At last, she decided upon something she was comfortable with and placed the order. As he ordered some wine for the two of them, she couldn't help but notice the split-second gazes he gave her. And every time he did, her heart leapt a bit, and danced in tunes of its own, building up castles of hopes and dreams.

Finally, the talks began and with every word he spoke, she fell into a deeper state of relaxation, something she had never experienced before. At least not with a stranger she had met mere moments ago.

Introductions let her know that he was an attending at The Edenbrook hospital of Boston, and when she mentioned herself being an attending at the Brookline Rejuvenate, a pleased expression settled on his features.

The first impression went well.

------

The dinner was served in mere 20 minutes or so, and he felt the evening rushing past. He did not want to let her go, at least not so soon.

"It was your friends who set you up for this?" She gestured between the two of them.

With a laugh, came a reply that was expected by her.

"Yes, and yours too?"

"Yaa... In fact, this is the sixth one."

For a moment, he was caught by surprise that none of her previous dates went anywhere beyond. And then a deep sense of gratitude filled his heart for the same reason.

The wine in the glasses got drained in seemingly no time as the evening rushed past without them noticing. From small talks to deep ones, every conversation gave them an insight into the other's life and also showcased the contrast their lives represented.

His stoicism to her bubbliness, his disinterest in art to her love for it, and his view of love as neurochemical responses to her of it being a feeling like no other, something that was beyond limits of explanation.

It had been years since he had met someone like her.

In fact, he doubted if he had ever met anyone like her in his life.

And it was this uniqueness that set her apart from the world that he had seen.

------

Frank Sinatra played in the background and her eyes drifted to the swaying couples, laughing, looking into each other's eyes playfully and lovingly.

She couldn't guess if it was due to her fixed gaze at the couples or some reason other, but soon, a hand stretched in front of her.

"If you don't mind... join me for a dance?"

No second thoughts had the power to change her decision as she kept her hand on his and drifted off to the dance floor.

------

Twirling in slow circles, they spoke no words and let the eyes do the talking.

Here and there, something would catch her eye and she would end up laughing, and his heart would ache to hear more of it.

The dance went on and so did the night, and time slipped beyond their reaches. Soon, the music died down and only henotic silence was left behind.

They reluctantly let go of each other's hands and slowly walked towards the entrance together.

Heart in the throat, a small voice tried pulling her back from what she had decided to speak. Every time the thought passed her mind, she felt she was making the biggest mistake of his life. But still, it was worth a try, wasn't it?

"So..umm" she began, prompting him to look around. "I know this was the first time we met, and all, but can you please be my date to my best friend's birthday party? I know this is sudden and all, but if I don't go there with a date, they will send me to another blind date and I so don't want to go. and I-"

His finger took a place on her lips to stop her blabber, and to her, it felt like the touch of the softest feather. He had a smile on his face, and she couldn't help but return it.

"Sorry, but please?"

"When's the party?"

"Next week, Friday."

"Text me the address, I'll be there."

She sighed, almost wanting to hug him, but controlling the urge somehow. Just so they were in the clear, she added the last words to ensure she wasn't placing him in an awkward situation

"It's just an act, not very serious or anything. She probably won't even notice if we weren't like normal couples. I just need to show up with a date. You know, kind of... fake dating?"

He nodded, not letting her realize how badly he wanted this fake date to be turned into a real one.

------

They were the ideal couple at Stella's birthday party. Friends gasped, a dozen compliments floating in the air about how well they suited each other. And most primarily, no one doubted that they were just acting.

"So... you met your man, it seems?" Stella asked, giving her a nudge

"Yeah..."

"Glad you did, because if you hadn't, I had plans for another five dates to send you on"

When she left, Pooja let out a sigh of relief. At least she wouldn't have to bear that anymore. But in the back of her mind, the doubt lingered.

What will happen after today? After all, she couldn't ask Ethan to accompany her or be her date everywhere. Because, technically, they weren't dating anyway. A sudden nervousness spread through her chest, and she thought of the explanations she would have to give when her friends asked her about the "boyfriend" who would never be around.

A hand rested on her shoulder, and she turned around to see him as if the motion was etched in her reflex. Noticing the sudden change in her enthusiastic demeanour, he raised an eyebrow. She nodded in response, as a signal that nothing was wrong when in reality, everything was.

By the time the party died, most of the guests had left. She felt awful for asking him to stay back because she didn't want people to suspect, and even though he hadn't spoken a single word about it, she knew that she had placed him in an awkward situation.

She bid him goodbye soon after, heart paining but her mask didn't let it get revealed. She was so caught up in thinking of an appropriate apology, she didn't notice the reluctance tied to each of his steps as he drifted away from her, not really wanting to but doing it anyway.

"Ethan," His name in her voice made his heart race. "I am sorry about the late. And thank you for doing this, today. I won't disturb you anymore, but I hope we still keep in touch. And once, again, thank you, I don't know what I would have done without you today."

"Start planning to go on another blind date?"

She laughed, and he now had a plan clear in his mind. Their story couldn't end here, not when it had just begun. For the first time in forever, he wanted to take a chance, he wanted to see where this goes.

"Are you free on 28th?"

"I usually don't have plans that involve going out on a Sunday" She laughed at her joke, an indication of her missing social life which she didn't miss much.

"Then meet me at the cafe called Derry Roasters at 5 in the evening? There is somewhere I want you to try."

"I'll be there"

------

Never in her life had she thought that one day, she would savour a cup of black coffee. She had hated it since forever, but today, she couldn't pinpoint why exactly she was enjoying it.

Maybe it was the atmosphere, the vibes of the cafe or the company. Most likely, the third one.

It was a fact that no one could doubt. Not even they themselves. They complemented each other perfectly as if they were meant to be here. Not even strangers could suspect that they weren't dating and at times, their hearts too decided to forget that they were, in fact, not a couple.

Just like when her hand landed on the top of his, a random motion that she hadn't given a second thought to, until moments later the realization struck her and she quickly pulled it back, blushing with embarrassment.

The motion caught his attention, as the warmth that her hand gave him suddenly disappeared. The way their hands fit, like two puzzle pieces destined to meet, the tendrils of her touch left on his skin got etched in his heart as a souvenir, doubting if he would ever have the opportunity to feel it again.

They had travelled the way from strangers to friends to something more, and none of them realized it yet.

------

The realization that their worries of losing contact were in vain was never as evident as it was now. They met up every two weeks or so, or whenever the other had a day off. They talked through nights and confided in the other as they had never done with anyone else.

Any bits of discomfort between the two that existed had got lost, and now the most comfortable moments that they spent was in each other's vicinity.

Yet whenever their hands brushed, their hearts would race in unison. None of the two could depict their feelings but they fell deeper for each other, every passing day, every moment they spend with each adding onto it.

Another uneventful Saturday, he thought. The only event he was looking up to was meeting her in the gardens that night, one she had told him not to miss. His mind had raced to get to a hundred conclusions, some of them dreamlike, the others a nightmare come true.

As he walked through the wilderness, the soft lucelence invited him into the territory. Fairy lights on the bushes and candles marking the path to reach her, the surroundings looked paradisical. She stood with her back to him, adoring the moon that was full on that day. The white fabric of her gown swayed in the wind, and his heart knew that today was the day. He didn't know why she had invited him here, but what he did know was the words he was going to utter today.

The words he had been aching to tell her for the last six months.

Every step reduces the distance between them, and it must have been the crunch of leaves under his footsteps that caused her to turn, the moonlight falling on half of her face, making her look like a goddess. They walked towards each other, and soon the distance seized to exist.

Her hands wrap around his neck, and following her lead, his hands take their place on her waist, with practised ease. Her whisper and his, both come at the same time.

"I love you"

Etched on their faces was a surprise, but also happiness. The happiness of finally being able to say the words out loud, of finally being able to take off the mask and finally completing the journey they had planned to go on.

The journey from fake to real.

PS: Bree, I really hope you liked this little piece and once again, wishing you the happiest of birthdays, my dearest❤

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Wedding at a glance: Pooja Sharma & Ethan Ramsey

When: Saturday, October 14

Where: 20 Chapel St, Brookline, MA

As always, thank you so so much to the dearest @jamespotterthefirst for this gorgeous template. Making this made my day so much better, and all the credit for it goes to you, lovely❤

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Wishing everyone a very merry and warm Christmas from E & P🎄. Hope you have the best time ever❤️

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Evening Porch (Ethan x f!MC)

Summary: The Sharma-Ramsey family spends a serene evening together, and Pooja asks a question to Ethan.

A/N: This was a prompt request sent by the dearest @mvalentine from the 101 ways to say 'I love you' prompt list (still accepting, feel free to send in!) I hope you like what I came up with, my lovely and thank you so so much for sending the request in❤

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Pooja Sharma)

Word Count: around 870 words

Rating: General

Category: Fluff, Domestic Bliss: Family Dynamics

Warnings: None that I noticed

Prompt: "I want you, and only you" from 101 ways to say 'I Love You' prompt list

Hey, Jenner! An excited squeal followed by a peal of laughter sets the scene for the disappearance of the first rays of the dark orange sun that reigned on the skies in these evening hours.

Two kids run around the lawn, their merry laughter echoing through the quietude. The golden retriever runs around along with them, fur shining like the sun itself.

Two adults sit together on the porch, letting their hearts devour the scene in front of them. It's an ideal evening, so peaceful, so serene, so ethereal.

A smile sits permanently on Ethan's lips. It was such an irony, for a person who held the frown on his face like a majestic marble statue of the town square, to be smiling like that.

The summer was still young, and the gentle zephyr made their hair dance, along with leaves of the numerous plants scattered around their home.

Lowering her head on his shoulder, Pooja words a question as if thinking out loud.

"When did you know?"

"Hmm?" He asks, faint surprise mixed in his tone.

"When did you know that you wanted this-" She gestured to their family "-with me?"

He let out a soft laugh and turned his head to place a soft kiss on her forehead, wondering not even for a single moment about the answer.

"I always knew"

She looks up, eyes sparkling as the violet slowly starts overtaking the orange of the sky.

"Really?"

"Definitely"

Her gaze drops for a moment, full of wonder and affection, because if asked, her answer would have been the exact same as her husband's was.

There was something between them that set them apart. In hurt and in love, they never doubted their relationship for once. Slow steps led them from one milestone to the next.

It was a long journey, with thorns and storms, and there were times when everything seemed out of control. But after making through it all, they had finally reached here, together, never falling apart.

"You know" Ethan's words are whispers, filtering through the tendrils of brown locks to reach her, very much like the sunshine filtering through the canopy to reach the forest floor. Head once again on his shoulder, she barely looks up, the movement enough for him to know that she is listening.

"I was scared. Scared of falling in love. Scared of trusting someone. The fear that I would be left alone, time and again, prevented me from holding the hand I wanted to. From saying the words I wanted to." His voice cracks just a bit, almost unnoticeable, but her time with him has made her used to noticing these subtle happenings. Her hand rushes to grip his, and unlike his words, this time he holds it tight.

"I was afraid that kids are not in the charts for me. That I would turn into another Louise and betray them as she did with dad and me."

"You would have never. Even if I wasn't there in the picture as the mother of your children"

"I don't want to imagine a world where you are not in the picture, or not the mother of my children" His thumb draws gentle circles on the back of her hand, as she snuggles closer to him.

"You have given me the courage to believe in myself. Believing in you, was the guide of my journey to believe myself." He could feel a smile break out on her face, and on instinct, his lips curl up to match hers.

"I have never wanted much in life. Just enough for me to prove myself, to make my father proud. To make Naveen proud. But after you came, I realized that there was only one thing that I ever wanted from life. Something I didn't even know about."

She sits up straight, facing him. Their eyes lock, the dark just a few minutes away. Looking into each other's eyes, noticing the love they had for each other through them, and getting lost in them for a while, there was no bigger serenity than it for them.

"I have only wanted you. And even now, I want you, and only you. Because I know, that with you by my side," He places a chaste kiss on her hand which he had been holding. "I will be the happiest man on earth"

No one could tell who moved first. But seconds after his words get over, their lips meet in a gentle rush. There was something irenic about it, something tranquil, that only the magic of their love could produce.

As the moon slowly lifted the veil of clouds and showed its glowing face to the earth, the small family sat there to witness the halcyonic moment. Two ice blue orbs, which had lost every bit of coldness that ever existed in them, looked around.

Capturing the moment and storing it forever in his heart, there was a completeness he felt in that moment. As if the years of solitude had all paved a way for this moment to come into his life. And silently, he thanked the woman beside him, for gifting him the happiness he didn't even know he deserved.

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[monsoonblooms12]

Ferris Wheel (Ethan x f!MC)

Summary: Their outing at the fair ends beautifully as they sit in the ferris wheel together.

A/N: A very very very Happy Birthday to you, dearest Ayzi @lawyerlies. You have been such a golden presence in this fandom. Supporting creators to narrating your beautiful stories in a manner that enchant me every time, you are truly one of a kind. Your tales of Ethan & Anj have a beautiful blend of your culture in them and that is something that makes them even more lovely to read. And your reblogs, my dearest, have been a solace to my heart on days when I have been feeling down. I love and adore you so so much, and I more than glad to be able to call you my friend. Here's something I wrote for you, and I really hope you like it🧡

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Pooja Sharma)

Word Count: around 850

Rating: General

Category: Fluff

Warnings: None that I saw.

Prompts: and they go on a date.

Also, a day late entry for Day 3 of @choicesficwriterscreations flufftober: Forehead kisses

The delicious candy floss melted in her mouth as a cold wind caused a few more titian leaves to complete the journey from the swaying tree branches to the ground.

The warm overcoat kept her safe and so did the hand that was wrapped around her as if keeping her close was a necessity of life.

There was a buzz that had settled around them, giving them a break from their endless routine of chaos and rush.

Giving them some time to stop and take in the world around them, instead of rushing along with it.

At random instances, a kid proudly displayed a prize to its parent, a token of joy that would remain with it for the years to come.

A few birds chirped in a merry tune as they relished the scene from the stretch of violet-orange sky.

Couples would be engaged in playful competitions, and at another corner, an elderly couple would sit, feeding the other the cotton candy with their hands.

Just being a part of this buzz caused her heart to begin a merry dance.

Bearing a smile that described her state of mind, she looked at the two blue orbs of the one beside her, and following their trails, understood what they were gazing at.

Her own ambers posed a mirror to the numerous golden-orange lights of the ginormous wheel turning with a steady pace, and people from kids to the old, everyone got a chance to relish the beauty of its slow spin, and to view the beauty of the moon a bit more closely, which was shining as brightly as if it were the evening sun that evening.

"Let's go!"

She spoke in an excited tone filled with delight, and as if following the pattern of a reflex, her eyes travelled to capture the expression his face would twist and turn into.

For a moment, something resembling a protest settled on his features, and she felt her heart sink, worrying if she had made a mistake.

But soon, all tendrils of her worry were cut and discarded, because an enigmatic smile had taken the place of any hesitation left behind, and with unspoken instructions, their hands entangled, fitting right into each other, like the perfectly compatible pieces of a puzzle.

As the car they sat on carried on with its journey, her attention drifts to the world beneath.

It was an ethereal site, something that she wished to capture and keep a copy of in her heart's photo album forever.

The jewel of her ring shone in the moon that was yet young and bright, and iridescent rays spread around.

Their hands never leave, not even for a split second. Her head lowers down on his shoulder, just like it did that night in the NICU, every muscle remembering the motion, and the feeling the followed.

He holds her close, letting the scents of morning dew capture every one of his senses and get lost in the world that only consisted of her and him.

As they reach the top, her eyes quietly drift towards his, the two contrasting colours melting into each other to become one.

Shining orange lights making them multi-hued, a silent request passed from one to the other.

And in the lucelence of the juvenile moon, their lips meet and everything that existed around them seized to exist.

As if time had stopped on its tracks, making their love timeless. Making their kiss a neverending joy.

Making them a pair of hearts that were to be tied together forever.

The stars and the celestial bodies bless their union and pray to the supreme power to grant them with the joy they deserve, after going through incidents that had threatened to pull them apart and break them into pieces.

But one star that shone brighter than the others, as if trying to send her love to her daughter whom she was watching upon from the place in her adobe of clouds knew better.

She knew that the two of them didn't need anyone else to help them.

All they had to do was hold the other's hand, and hold it tightly, and never let go.

The enchanting evening ended just as beautifully as it had begun, the fall, even more, inviting as the clouds soon cover the sky, and the moon becomes forlorn.

Drops rush to meet their origin and a different kind of magic envelopes the earth. A magic that also mystified her heart, as the slow drizzle provide ironically soothe her amidst the chill.

Hand in hand, they walk slow, the petrichor providing them delight. And as the chromatic world was replaced by a grey monochrome she couldn't help but utter the words that had been playing in her heart the whole time.

"I promise I will love-"

"you for the rest of my life" he completes in a whisper and turning her around, lets his lips leave their mark on her forehead.

One that couldn't be seen by the world around, but was painted in her heart in a colour that made their love what it was.

PS: Once again, wishing you the happiest of birthdays Queen. I love you sooo much <333333

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[monsoonblooms12]

Belamour (Ethan x f!MC)

Summary: Set after Book 3, Pooja finally gets Ethan to dance in the rain.

A/N: A silly something born out of my love for rains and my binge listening to 80s Bollywood classics (I have no idea what kinda mess this is tbh). Also, my first song based fic🤎

A/N 2: The song lyrics are indented (Translation in parenthesis)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Pooja Sharma)

Rating: General

Word Count: around 1.5K

Category: Total fluff

Warnings: None that I noticed

Song Inspiration: Aaj Kal Yaad Kuch by Mohammed Aziz

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A pair of summery blue orbs insistently stare at the world beyond the glass windows.

A world that was now being washed by the consistent droplets that came down from the adobe of clouds to meet their origin.

Their drum was usually henotic, tranquil for him.

But at the moment, it only added to his irritation and deepened the void of disappointment that had formed in his chest.

In another room of the same house, a pair of amber orbs watched the magic of nature with a child-like wonder.

The pleasant, dewy petrichor spread around her, and the mellifluous tunes of Earth's own orchestra made her forget the fast turns her life went through in the past day.

In the faint light, she picked up her hand and let the jewel, the stone that was nothing less than a promise of forever, shine like the billion stars that dot the sky at nights that are devoid of clouds.

As the iridescent lights make her eyes sparkle, a vague idea forms in her brain.

Her thoughts float to reach the person who gifted her happiness, and a smile lit up on her face.

There was a mix of challenge and love in the quest she was about to partake and she was determined to succeed.

In slow, soundless steps, she made her way out of the room and out of the house.

A blur went past and his trained eyes were quick enough to catch the motion.

Shaking his head with realization, he followed behind.

As the steps took him down, and he stood under the shade of the multi-floored skyrise, she stayed yards away from it.

Her hair was wet, her skirt twirling, her face bright and beautiful.

He felt his heart race, whispering an urge to join with hers.

He restrained himself, but the scene in front of him was so spectacular that he doubted just how long his restraint would last.

After what felt like an eternity, she turned to him, half of her face golden under the street lights, the other half bearing the monotones of black and white.

She looked like the personification of their love.

Her life the golden, and his the black and white.

He could write sonnets to describe the picture-perfect scene that played before him like a film, but all he did was stand still, unable to tear his eyes away, unable to speak the words that hadn't already been spoken, his well-thumbed thesaurus gathering dust in the labyrinths of his mind.

She looked at him with a longing, a spoken call for him to join her as the rains continued to fall and purify the earth.

All he did was shake his head in silence.

She took it as a challenge, and he already knew how it was going to end.

For a minute he got lost in her memories, reminiscences from a time, from a moment that passed too quick, yet slow enough for him to remember every moment of it.

And suddenly, the faint tunes of a song brought him back to the present.

Every word of the foreign seeming language lucid clear, setting in a cascade of emotions and bringing pictures etched in past pages of the novel of life, making him go on a trip down the memory lane.

Aajkal Yad Kuch Aur Rehta Nahi

(Nowadays I don't seem to remember anything else)

Ek Bas Aapki Yad Aane Ke Bad

(Once your memories enchant me)

Yaad Aane Se Pehle Chale Aaiye

(Please come to me before the memories reach me)

Aur Phir Jaiye Jan Jane Ke Bad

(And then leave only after my breath leaves me)

The truth of the words came with an epiphany.

Every day of knowing her had been a way of painting the monotones of his life in colours he thought didn't belong to him.

Every moment she had ever spent away from him had made him yearn for her more than ever.

And yet he was foolish enough to think that miles of distance and hundreds of hours could make him forget her.

All the distress he felt could have been so easily ended if she had been with him then.

And now, as he dreams of an aeon with her, he promises to only let her go when his breath leaves him alone.

Apni Aankhon Me Mujhko Basa Lijiye

(Allow me to settle in the world of your eyes)

Apne Dil Me Mera Ghar Bana Dijiye

(Make a home for me in your heart)

Kya Karu Dil Kahi Aur Lagta Nahi

Pyar Me Aapse Dil Lagane Ke Bad

(What's the fault of mine if I can't concentrate on anything other than you, since our hearts connected by the string of love)

As the minutes pass by, melting into each other to form an hour, he loses all tracks of time.

And amidst the sweven he was living in right now, at a moment he could not pinpoint, she had taken his hand into hers and now he stood, lost in the amber of her eyes, forgetting all about the shower that now fell upon him.

As she continued to mutter the tunes in a harmony that went on in rhythm with the rain, he wished he could live in the world of her orbs.

To see the world as she saw it, to live the life from her perspective.

All he wanted was home in her heart, a tiny place on the lands of her soul.

Ishq Ke Maine Kitne Fasane Sune

(I have heard many tales of epic romances)

Husb Ke Kitne Kisse Purane Sune

(And stories about beautiful people from bygone eras)

Aisa Lagta Hai Phir Is Tarah Tut Kar

Pyar Hamne Kiya Ek Zamane Ke Bad

(But I feel I have been broken and got mended by love after centuries)

In muted harmonies, the two of them twirled, forgetting the world around them.

The way their eyes held onto each other, as if holding onto their lives, reminded him of the tales of love the folklores talk about.

The romances of princesses and maidens, and of beauties who earned their fairytale.

But as her palm stroked his cheek in a feather-light motion, he concluded that all those tales faint in front of the story of theirs.

There were no royals, no cruel witches setting up spells and no poisoned apples.

There were just two people, broken by the storms life made them navigate through, fitting perfectly as if parts of a whole.

He tried to remember if he had ever experienced anything as he did now, his lip tracing her ear as his hands wrapped around her waist.

It didn't even take him a second to know the answer.

He hadn't.

Aapka Naam Dil Se Nikalta Nahi

(Your name never leaves my heart)

Dillagi Me Koi Zor Chalta Nahi

Dillagi Me Koi Zor Chalta Nahi

(No force is strong enough to stop the meet of two hearts)

Aapko Bhul Jane Ki Koshish Bhi Ki

(I tried a hundred times to forget you)

Aur Tadpa Hun Main Bhool Jaane Ke Baad

(And suffered a suffering of pain and agony once I forgot you)

The rains accelerate and become a downpour. The mist envelops them but there was no care for the changing environment.

The distance between them ceases to exist as their hearts finally get the pleasure of beating in unison.

In the next moments, she whispers close to his ear, the last of the melody, and it's his story.

The story of how he couldn't get rid of the five-lettered name since the first time he ever came to know about it.

Of how no force in the world could stop two hearts from meeting if that's what destiny had in plan for them.

Who one loves and who loves them back determines so much in one life.

And for him, it was a chance, a risk he was scared to take, dreading the destruction it may cause.

After all when had anything ever-blossoming flowers in the city of his soul?

But this time not only did spring finally arrived with its flowery footsteps but also led to a discovery of himself, a part of him that was buried under layers of snow from the winter that reigned in his life for years.

She taps twice on his heart, indicating how he had tried to forget her, all those years ago. And how he broke himself in the process.

As she hummed the last lines, he bowed down in front of the forces that brought the two of them together.

He thanked the stars which aligned the way did to let him fall for her and agreed to hide, to let the rains fall, to let him have this night with her.

And looked in awe at the woman who brought about the sweetest catastrophe mankind has ever known.

And without uttering a word, he picks her and kisses her, saying all that was left unsaid with it.

PS: I actually have another version of the song, that I sung specifically to go with this, but Tumblr is giving me troubles to upload it. Do let me know if you would like to hear it someday.

Anyways, If you are reading this, I am very grateful for you. Thank you for reading and I hope you have a great day🤎

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