is it cool that i said all that?

by chloe_orsam_orsophia_ormarcus

Summary:

addison:
Dr. Grey.
I assume you have the fetal assessment report for the Montgomery case that was supposed to be on my desk forty minutes ago?

8:48 a.m.
meredith:
hi to you too
and technically yes but also technically i’m using it

8:50 a.m.
addison:
You’ve been “using it” for nearly an hour.
Are you planning to hold it hostage?

8:51 a.m.
meredith:
depends. what’s your ransom offer

 

meredith grey texts addison montgomery.
she probably shouldn’t.
she does anyway.

Notes:

hi hi. okay. deep breath. new fic who dis? 👀

first things first: no, i’m not abandoning the other fic. promise. she’s just on a little emotional vacation because, frankly, my heart can’t handle any more hospital-grade angst right now. my girlfriend and i worked things out (we’re good, we’re soft, we’re disgustingly domestic again: combing our hair and kissing while holding hands under our snoopy blanket) and i’m simply not in the headspace to make meredith suffer at the moment. personal growth, i guess.

so, here’s the plan: i’m starting something new. lighter. weirder. text-based.

it’s basically meredith and addison’s story told entirely (or mostly) through text messages.

no narrators. no long internal monologues (yet). just late-night typing bubbles, accidental double-texts, voice notes they’ll pretend not to replay seventeen times, and emojis as emotional damage control.

it’ll start messy and slow, the way new things do: half flirtation, half avoidance, probably explicit later (because listen… they would text like that and we all know it).

i wanted to play with tone and pacing. what connection looks like when it’s filtered through screens, when two people who’ve already lived lifetimes of bad timing find themselves typing “you up?” and actually meaning it.

expect chaos. and tenderness. and probably too many ellipses.

anyway, that’s the vibe. thank you for being here, for loving these two disasters enough to follow me into another format. the other fic will continue when the angst fog lifts. for now, let’s text.

Chapter 1

8:47 a.m.
addison:
Dr. Grey.
I assume you have the fetal assessment report for that case that was supposed to be on my desk forty minutes ago?

8:48 a.m.
meredith:
hi to you too

and technically yes

but also technically i’m using it

8:50 a.m.
addison:
You’ve been “using it” for nearly an hour.

Are you planning to hold it hostage?

8:51 a.m.
meredith:
depends

what’s your ransom offer

8:52 a.m.
addison:
My continued patience.

8:52 a.m.
meredith:
lowballing yourself there, chief

8:53 a.m.
addison:
Bring me the report.

8:54 a.m.
meredith:
fine

give me five minutes

9:02 a.m.
addison:
You said that twenty minutes ago.

9:03 a.m.
meredith:
i’m bad at time management

you’re good at delegation

see how we balance each other out

9:04 a.m.
addison:
You’re exhausting.

9:04 a.m.
meredith:
thank you 🩺

9:05 a.m.
addison:
That was not a compliment.

9:06 a.m.
meredith:
still taking it as one

---

10:11 a.m.
addison:
If you’ve finished playing god, I’d like my patient file back.

10:12 a.m.
meredith:
relax montgomery

i’m walking there now

try not to trip in your heels on the way to humility

10:13 a.m.
addison:
I don’t trip.

10:13 a.m.
meredith:
sure

you glide ominously

like a designer bat

10:14 a.m.
addison:
You’re insufferable.

10:14 a.m.
meredith:
and yet you texted me first

;)

10:15 a.m.
addison:
Because you ignored two pages.

10:16 a.m.
meredith:
semantics

10:16 a.m.
addison:
Professional negligence.

10:17 a.m.
meredith:
tomato tomato

---

10:45 a.m.
addison:
If you’re bringing that file, you might as well bring caffeine.

10:46 a.m.
meredith:

wow

okay

did you just admit you need something from me that’s not paperwork??

10:47 a.m.
addison:
Don’t make it weird.

10:48 a.m.
meredith:
too late

i’m bringing you the burnt coffee from the interns’ pot out of spite.

10:49 a.m.
addison:
I will throw it at you.

10:49 a.m.
meredith:
violence

noted

reporting you to HR

10:50 a.m.
addison:
Good luck explaining why the Chief of OB is threatening you over caffeine.

10:50 a.m.
meredith:
i’m sure they’ll understand

---

11:07 a.m.
meredith:
left it on your desk

both the chart and the toxic sludge you call coffee.

11:08 a.m.
addison:
Noted.

11:41a.m

addison:

The report is legible, surprisingly.

11:42 a.m.
meredith:
see???

growth

11:43 a.m.
addison:
The coffee is undrinkable.

11:43 a.m.
meredith:
so are most of your compliments.

---

11:42 p.m.
addison:
You didn’t sign the post-op note for the Greyson case.

11:43 p.m.
meredith:
oh my god

you’re still awake?

11:44 p.m.
addison:
I’m Chief of OB, not retired.

11:45 p.m.
meredith:
could’ve fooled me

with the bedtime energy in those texts earlier

11:45 p.m.
addison:
Dr. Grey.

11:46 p.m.
meredith:
fine fine

i’ll sign it

you always this fun at midnight?

11:47 p.m.
addison:
Only when my residents forget documentation.

11:48 p.m.
meredith:
your version of flirting is terrifying

11:48 p.m.
addison:
That wasn’t flirting.

11:49 p.m.
meredith:
again: terrifying

11:50 p.m.
addison:
Goodnight, Dr. Grey.

11:50 p.m.
meredith:
gn chief of ominous text energy

11:51 p.m.
addison:
If you call me that in person, I will have you reassigned.

11:51 p.m.
meredith:
you won’tyou like the chaos

11:52 p.m.
addison:
Goodnight.

11:52 p.m.
meredith:
night :)