Karaoke (Ethan x F!MC)
Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Meredith Grey)
Word count: 860
Premise: Meredith is surprised to see Ethan at Donahue’s karaoke night. Set in Book 1, Ch. 9.
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A/N: A little late for the recent re-read, but I have had this vague idea about MC and Ethan and karaoke for a while now, and when I decided to pay for the karaoke diamond scene in ch. 9, this little fic popped into my head!
“—for you and me,” Meredith croons, gesturing dramatically between herself and Bryce. His expression is just as sincere until at last, neither can hold it together any longer and they burst into laughter.
Their friends cheer their performance loudly, with several other Donahue’s patrons clapping along as well. Meredith and Bryce acknowledge the praise with bows, before Meredith turns back to him and smiles. “Thank you for joining me.”
Bryce flashes his usual suave grin. “Hey, other people might be nervous to get up here . . . but I have zero shame.”
Meredith laughs again, shaking her head. “That doesn’t surprise me in the least.” She’s still smiling as they descend from the stage and Sienna grabs her arm.
“That was amazing! I didn’t know you had such a good voice.”
With a snort, Meredith wraps Sienna in a side hug. “You’re too sweet, Sienna – I am mediocre at best.”
“Well, you certainly got Dr. Ramsey’s attention,” her friend says with an all-too-knowing grin.
“What?” Meredith demands, heart leaping with an emotion she can’t quite place.
Sienna nods in the direction of the bar. “He’s at his usual spot. I think he’s been deliberately ignoring all of the singing, but not when you got up there,” she says in a sing-song voice.
“Stop,” Meredith implores with a glare. Then, curiosity getting the better of her, she glances over to where she knows she’ll find Ethan, catching him just as he’s turning away to hail Reggie for another drink. To Sienna, Meredith speculates aloud, “I wonder why he’s here on karaoke night. Definitely does not seem like his scene.”
“So go ask him.”
This is said with an innocent smile, though Meredith knows her friend’s intentions are anything but. “You’re a terrible influence, you know,” she informs her, even as she admits to herself that she won’t be able to resist following the petite brunette’s suggestion.
Clearly recognizing this inevitability as well, Sienna waves her on with a shooing motion. “But hurry back, you’re up again with Jackie and me in a couple songs!” the other intern calls after her.
Meredith throws a thumbs up over her shoulder as she approaches the bar. Hopping up on the stool next to Ethan, and without any preamble, she asks, “So, did you forget it was karaoke night, or are you here intentionally?” She lets out an exaggerated gasp before he can respond. “Are we about to witness the undiscovered vocal talents of Ethan Ramsey?”
He turns to her, seeming unfazed by her sudden appearance. “Hardly,” he scoffs.
“Why not?” Meredith presses with a wicked smile. “I’m sure they have music from your era – what would that be, the 50s?”
Ethan narrows his eyes at the dig about his age. “I’m only thirty-six.”
“But your mind is older?” He presses his lips together and Meredith’s grin widens. “Ha – you understood that Hamilton reference, didn’t you? Landry and Elijah promised to sing ‘The Room Where it Happens’ with Sienna later if you want to join them.”
“You really are insufferable, you know that?” Ethan mutters, taking a sip of his drink. “To answer your original question, I do occasionally enjoy observing the talent – such as it is – on nights like tonight. I’ve been pleasantly surprised at how often it attracts reasonably skilled singers.”
Meredith snorts at the implication. “But not tonight? Was I really that horrible?”
Casting an appraising eye over her that might have made Meredith squirm were she not so used to it in the context of the hospital, Ethan shakes his head. “No. Not horrible. Your performance was—”
“Amateur at best?” she offers with a cocked eyebrow, wondering if he’ll recognize the callback to her first day at Edenbrook and his assessment of her thoracotomy procedure.
But his piercing gaze betrays nothing. “Your words,” he says instead with the ghost of a smile, the rare moment of lighthearted teasing – by Ethan Ramsey standards, anyway – leaving Meredith feeling inordinately pleased.
“Well, I’m afraid you’ll have to suffer a bit longer if you stick around tonight. Consider it payback for the PITA patient you assigned me.”
A frown creases Ethan’s brow. “The what?”
“PITA? Mmm, it’s shorthand the nurses use for difficult patients. As for what it means . . .” she gives him a lofty grin, “figure it out.” Meredith realizes she may be pushing his patience with her impertinence, but the buzz still humming through her veins thanks to the generous number of drinks she consumed at dinner, and the absence of any power dynamic afforded by their neutral location, provides little motivation to stop.
Ethan doesn’t have the chance to rebuke her anyway, as Sienna’s excited shout rings across the room at that moment.
“Meredith – come on!”
“Right – that’s my cue,” Meredith says to Ethan. As the first notes of Pat Benatar’s ‘Hit Me With Your Best Shot’ blast through the bar’s speakers, she abandons all caution and adds with a wink, “Actually, I’m dedicating this one to you in honor of the suffering I’ve endured today.”
And before his reaction can make her regret her words, she all but runs over to join her friends on stage.
A/N: I was going to continue the scene with her singing but had too much secondhand embarrassment about it to write it lol. Girl just basically asked Ethan to marry her.
But speaking of, I now totally hc that he surprises her at their wedding reception with some kind of cheesy song, like ‘Time of My Life’ from Dirty Dancing or something.
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