With one hour to spare lol, please have my little Luck of the Draw piece. I was assigned the song “Good Kisser” by Lake Street Drive. Thanks for the song, mysterious selector, and thanks for the event, @moodmusicmonday ! My brain’s been kind of avoiding Choices, so this was a fun way to kickstart my writing (…even if I did wait until the last minute and it is quite short).
Book/Pairing: Open Heart, Bryce x MC
Synopsis: Set around the end of Book 1 Chapter 2 in Donahue’s. Darcy beats Bryce at darts; Bryce gets a little payback.
Rating:T
Warnings: Alcohol; “AU” in the sense that I probably forgot some Book 1 canon (but to be fair so did the OPH writers so)
(In case anyone cares about Darcy being inconsistent lololol: In Darcy’s “canon” timeline, she doesn’t kiss Bryce in the supply closet, because it’s literally the first day, but I thought it would be more interesting to write about this way, so this is very slightly AU. Also, although Hand-Me-Downs!Darcy doesn’t drink, canon!Darcy does and has a slightly different backstory.)
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Darcy clinked her glass against Bryce’s, still riding the high of her successful first day, her victory at darts (even if she had to play a little dirty), and the free drink it had netted her. Not that she really needed it—she’d done enough shots with her fellow internal medicine interns—but it had been a perfect excuse to drag Bryce away from the dartboard. To get him alone…again.
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Author’s Note: There really is no good excuse for this completely gratuitous and self-indulgent fic. I worked all weekend and needed to write something ‘easy’ and fun, and what’s more fun than a sweaty, half-naked Bryce Lahela?
I’ve long been convinced that our favorite scalpel jockey maintains his stellar physique with a strict CrossFit regimen, and since perhaps I myself have spent too much time ogling these fine masculine specimens at my local box (that’s what she said, @lizeboredom ), this fic (which turned out much longer than I meant it to) happened. I’m sorry, I had to do it … but I hope the vivid imagery will earn me your forgiveness.
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With one hour to spare lol, please have my little Luck of the Draw piece. I was assigned the song “Good Kisser” by Lake Street Drive. Thanks for the song, mysterious selector, and thanks for the event, @moodmusicmonday ! My brain’s been kind of avoiding Choices, so this was a fun way to kickstart my writing (…even if I did wait until the last minute and it is quite short).
Book/Pairing: Open Heart, Bryce x MC
Synopsis: Set around the end of Book 1 Chapter 2 in Donahue’s. Darcy beats Bryce at darts; Bryce gets a little payback.
Rating:T
Warnings: Alcohol; “AU” in the sense that I probably forgot some Book 1 canon (but to be fair so did the OPH writers so)
(In case anyone cares about Darcy being inconsistent lololol: In Darcy’s “canon” timeline, she doesn’t kiss Bryce in the supply closet, because it’s literally the first day, but I thought it would be more interesting to write about this way, so this is very slightly AU. Also, although Hand-Me-Downs!Darcy doesn’t drink, canon!Darcy does and has a slightly different backstory.)
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Darcy clinked her glass against Bryce’s, still riding the high of her successful first day, her victory at darts (even if she had to play a little dirty), and the free drink it had netted her. Not that she really needed it—she’d done enough shots with her fellow internal medicine interns—but it had been a perfect excuse to drag Bryce away from the dartboard. To get him alone…again.
Just that memory and the shine of his smile under the bar lights had her heart thumping, and she had to take a big gulp of her drink before she could speak. “I wanted to thank you for…earlier,” she said, face tilted up slightly to meet his warm brown eyes. “In the supply closet. I don’t normally…”
She trailed off, the words getting stuck somewhere in her throat as her eyes fixed on the sharp angle of his jaw.
“Kiss hot surgical residents?” he suggested, grin widening under her gaze.
“Cry,” she finished. “Especially in front of hot surgical residents.”
Sober Darcy would regret saying that in the morning, but Lightly Buzzed Darcy could only take in the sparkle of amusement in his eyes as he leaned his cheek on his palm, motioning with his other hand to keep the compliments coming.
She laughed and shook her head, leaning in so she could lower her voice. “Look, I only bring it up again because I don’t want it getting around the hospital. The crying or the kissing.” Hopefully that resident would be tight-lipped about the matter, too.
“My lips are sealed,” he promised, before his eyes flicked to her lips. “Metaphorically, I mean.”
Her heart knocked insistently against her chest. “And you don’t think it would get around the hospital if we kissed right now, in front of…the entire hospital?”
She wasn’t fully convinced it was a bad idea, but Bryce chuckled and leaned back, killing the moment. “Nah, you’re right,” he said, standing up from his seat and fishing through his wallet.
As he pushed the bill onto the bar, he leaned over so that his lips brushed against her earlobe, whispering, “If somebody asked me about it, I’d have to tell ‘em you’re a good kisser…and I think I want you to myself, Darcy.”
Before Darcy could react—save for the instant heat in her cheeks—he straightened with a smirk. “Good night, Darcy,” he called, shooting a wink over his shoulder as he walked to the exit.
It took every last ounce of dignity for her not to chase after him and kiss him on the sidewalk.
Because I was missing our TRT babies @ofpixelsandscribbles thank you for this gift and thank you @neonravensart for capturing our group so well (as usual)
“I hope you don’t mind me being too forward, but I know that this is your first time in Cordonia, I would love for you to experience just some of the finest things that our country has to offer. There is an exquisite dining place that the three of you may enjoy. I can make an arrangement for you, if you like. Consider it as my welcoming gift. ”
“A recommendation from the prince himself? Sounds cool! Besides, I’m always down to trying new things, so I’m in!” Bryce replied exuberantly as he turned to Liam with an eager smile.
“I’m with Bryce!” Aera agreed enthusiastically as her arm unconsciously linked with Bryce’s, much to the latter’s enjoyment.
“Well, if you insist, how can we refuse?” Ella shrugged her shoulders with a grin, making Liam chuckle in response.
Pairing:Bryce Lahela x F!MC (Jessie Watson) Rating:E Word Count: ~3,680 (she a little lengthy sorry) Summary: F***buddies with feelings. Notes:Real clown girl shit - I started writing this before book 2 came out lol. I’ve basically been wanting write this since that diamond scene where you can decide to tell Bryce if you have feelings or want to keep it casual. the title comes from “Say It” by Maggie Rogers. my bryce x mc playlist slaps. ANYWAY. _________________
The worst thing about Bryce Lahela was the inevitability of him.
From the very first second she got a look at him, at the lean sculpted muscles of his body, at the little swoop of his hair. At that smile that said I know something you don’t know.
At that very first moment, she’d felt it. That thing. That pull.
The thing that had her looking up from her drink on a hot July evening. The height of summer meant that it was approaching ten o’clock and the sun was just starting to set. Across Donahue’s, someone is talking to him, brandishing a beer bottle for dramatic effect. She realizes, belatedly, the other man is describing a baseball hit.
