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When he finds the courage to leave the comfort of her steam shrouded bathroom, he makes his way out to the living room.
He stops in his tracks when he hears her, a fond smile etching onto his face.
He’s careful to disguise his footsteps on the vinyl floor, not wanting her to stop. He was rapidly beginning to realize he could listen to her sing forever.
She flits around the kitchen, alternating between humming and singing along to whatever music played in her ear, and all Frank can do is watch.
“Oh!” She says with a jolt when she finally notices him, “Frank! How are you feeling? I made spaghetti…spaghetti’s okay, right?”
“Yeah.” He nodded, “Yeah, spaghetti’s okay.”
She shuffles out of the kitchen a few moments later with two bowls in tow, “We can sit at the table, the couch…whatever you’re most comfortable with. If you want we can put something on the TV, that’s what Becca usually likes to do…”
“I like when you sing.” He can’t stop the words from coming, and he doesn’t regret them one bit when he watches her face change shades if only slightly.
“Oh.”
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the one where she sings and they carpool
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That’s his bright spot, though—the thing he clings to on his first day, then continues to hold onto tightly thereafter: Mel.
Where he had felt out of step with everyone else, he and her were right on beat together, dancing around the ED, just as they had on her first day. He had been shocked how easily they picked up where they’d left off. There was no wariness towards him, no undercurrent of judgement, no hesitation to let him treat a patient. She didn’t hold him back, she pushed him forward. It was what he needed more than anything.
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OR: The only thing that really makes Frank feel good about being back at the Pitt is Mel. He holds on tight to her, even when other men in the ED seem to want her too. -
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“You must be…?” Her step-mom turned towards Langdon, eyes tracking up and down him. Her thin eyebrows were tilted up, surely in surprise.
“I’m Frank,” Langdon smiled, reaching forward with his other hand to shake her hand. He leaned across the table to shake her step-sister’s hand, before turning to Mel’s father and looking at him. “I’m Mel’s boyfriend.”✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
mel has to spend the weekend with her family, and frank has the genius idea to pretend to be her boyfriend
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One year after his return to the PTMC, if you asked Frank Langdon what his plans were going to be for a week in July, he probably would not have predicted he'd be spending it vacationing with his colleagues at a campground somewhere in the Poconos. But it's not just the weather that's heating up and making him sweat... his relationship with Mel King is on the verge of becoming something else entirely.
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Mel King was a creature of habit.
There was a specific sort of choreography to her life beyond the chaos of the Emergency Department. A carefully controlled routine, a color-coded calendar, a rigid set of rituals that kept her grounded enough to keep showing up day after day, to keep on doing the work that was required of her to save lives.
Everything was going fine for Mel. Her personal life was predictable, unexciting, and perfectly fulfilling, thank you very much.
Enter Frank Langdon, agent of chaos.
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