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"Hey... what about DeLuca," Arizona asks.
"Are you serious?" I laugh.
"What," Arizona started while giggling. "He's... charming. And, he's the only resident who brings you coffee whenever you work together. I say go for it."
"And what happens when we see each other tomorrow at work? Or what if I wake up in my bed and he's right next to me? He's a resident, Arizona."
"Y/N! You. Need. This," Arizona says, looking down at my crotch.
I look at her, then to Andrew. I take a deep breath, and walk up to DeLuca. Arizona starts clapping like a little girl, and whispers, "Get em, Tiger."
"DeLuca," I say with a cheery disposition.
"Dr. Y/L/N!"
"I've told you you can call me Y/N when we're outside of work."
He smiles at you, flirtatiously (of course). "So, Y/N. What do you drink?"
I smile back before replying. "Vodka Tonic. A little extra lime."
*Time Skip*
[The only two people in the bar are you, Andrew, and the bartender. You two have been laughing and giggling all night long.]
I look down to my watch, and widen my eyes.
"I should head home," I say before attempting to get out of my seat.
"Woah!!" Andrew says after catching me from my fall out of the chair.
We take a second and stare into each other's eyes. Suddenly, I feel his lips on mine.
"Woah, I am so sorry, Doctor Y/L/N."
"Andrew," you say in a low tone, "it's fine."
"Y/L/N. I mean... Y/N, will you go out with me? Maybe to lunch or dinner when you're free?" He asks.
I smile before accepting.
"Great! Now let's get you home," he says.
Andrew drives me home, and helps me to my porch before going back to his car.
*Time Skip* *Next Day*
"Sooo... did you and DeLuca????" Arizona asks sneaking behind me.
"No, but he did ask me out. We're going out this Saturday."
She gasps. "You and DeLuca are going out on a date!!!! Oh my gosh, Y/N. Do you know what this means? When you have babies, I'm gonna say I have Italian godkids. And you can say that you have a hot Italian husband. And-"
"Zona, I get it. I'm going on a date with a hot Italian guy. I don't even know if we're going to be good enough to be a thing..."
"But....." she cuts me off.
"But if we do become a thing.... I'm gonna have a hot Italian boyfriend!" I say all giddy, like I'm in high school.
"Dr. Y/L/N," DeLuca says, while handing me a coffee.
"Thank you, DeLuca," I say.
"What're we talkin' about?" He asks.
Me and Arizona look at each other, then at him. "Nothing," I say, thinking of whatever the future has in store.