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oh, i love you and i can’t fake that for a moment by writingsandmishaps for miss_hydrangea
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
05 May 2026
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They’ve been calling each other the stupid nicknames since their time in the VA when an older Vet with a gnarly leg lac from a fishing hook thought Samira and he were together.
Jack was hunched over, suturing, and she wandered in to watch him. She criticized a stitch he made, pointing out he placed it a little too close, leaning in over his shoulder. She stayed there watching him fix it.
“I envy you two,” Mr Kennedy said as Samira was about to pull the curtain back to leave, a smug smile on her face after she had bumped Jack’s shoulder with her own for doing a good job. Mr. Kennedy was smiling at them, a little twinkle from the fluorescents in his eyes. “Young love is such a precious thing.”
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or, same age mohabbot au
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freudian slips: or, a critical examination of repression, acquiescence, and devotion by HotelRaleigh
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
19 Apr 2025
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He closes the office door with a sharp exhale, clicks the lock, likes the way Samira stutters over her words as the sound echoes. Thinks he could listen to her talk every day. When he turns, Samira is watching him even as she continues speaking.
She's memorized her writing.
“Get on the desk, Samira.” Jack stands at the door, unbuttoning and beginning to roll up his sleeves.
“No.” Samira stares back, fire in her eyes.
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“But this?” he reiterates, looking down at her phone, “This has to end here. I don’t want you to contact him again.”
The skin of her bottom lip took the blow of his words. She felt herself shaking, breathing in and smelling the lingering cologne on her clothes.
“Andrew.”
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Samira Mohan is getting married. Unfortunately, Jack Abbot will not be attending.
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“Wait,” Trin said slowly. “Wait a fucking minute.”
Mel looked between them, baffled. “Are you playing house with Zaddy Night Shift?” Trinity said, glee breaking across her face.
“Who is Zaddy Night Shift?” Mel asked, at least two decibels louder than the entire previous conversation. Princess started walking over. Samira put her face in her hands. “I am Zaddy Night Shift,” Dr. Ellis said, breezing by. “And I don’t play house. I provide a loving home for the right woman.”
“My heart belongs to another, king.” Trinity said absently. Mel looked at her in confusion. “Not you, Melancholy.”
“I do not understand what’s happening.” Mel announced cheerfully.
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- Part 1 of her face is a map of the world
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Samira Mohan is lonely.
Jack Abbot notices.