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2018-03-13
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2018-03-23
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Closets

Summary:

"I'm tired of hiding in closets Amy. Literally and figuratively. I want to be able to be with you wherever. Not just for twenty minutes in a supply closet at work. I want you."

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Amelia and I have spent most of our more romantic times in on-call rooms or in supply closets. So being in an actual bed at her house for once is definitely a pleasant change.

I smile as I lightly trace circles around Amelia's hip, "So when did you say your sisters are leaving? 'Cause as much as I love just laying here with you, I have to sneak out a some point."

"Yeah, Meredith should be leaving in like an hour or two, and Maggie's not gonna be gone 'till morning, but she's pretty oblivious so." She plants a kiss on my lips, "You're stuck with me for a bit."

"Oh no," I smirk, rolling over, placing me on top of her.

"Amelia! I need to talk to you!" My head shoots up at Meredith's voice, and the loud thump of her footsteps up the stairs.

"Shit." Amelia mumbles under her breath. "Um, you have to, uh, damn. She can't see you."

And that's how I ended up in the closet. Yes, the literal closet, hiding from my girlfriend's sister. Finally, Meredith leaves the room, and I get out.

"Well, that's the first time for literally being in the closet." I remark, sitting back on the bed.

"Yeah, sorry," Amelia puts her hand on mine, and gives me an apologetic smile.

"We should tell them," I burst out.

She looks at me questionably.

"I'm tired of hiding in closets Amy. Literally and figuratively. I want to be able to be with you wherever. Not just for twenty minutes in a supply closet at work. I want you." I rant. I look back over to her, and take a breath. "Do... do you want that?" I question, terrified of the answer.

"Yes, oh god yes," she says hurriedly. "I'm just... just scared I guess." she mumbles.

"What happened to the old Amelia, the 'fuck what you think'" I tease. She smiles weakly at me and shrugs.

I put my hand up to her cheek, "Hey it'll be okay."

She stands up, gathering her clothes, taking a deep breath. "Yeah I know. Now come on, get your clothes on lady, unless you want to tell my two very dear sisters we're dating while naked."

"Wait, we're doing this now?!" I stand up shocked.

She shrugs, "Might as well. If I don't do it now, I'm pretty sure I'll just keep putting it off."