Happy Valentine's day, everyone!!
As it is such (or will be tomorrow) I've decided, just because I love 'holidays' like this, to write something, as a sort of 'gift' to all my readers!!
And this time, I've chosen the [Scrubs] fandom!! Targeting my favorite pairing (next to the one-sided JD x Denise) Dr. Cox x Jordan!!!!!
I adore their love/hate relationship, and their characters, as well as seeing such cold and sarcastic people come together and actually love. I know a lot of people out there prefer JD x Dr. Cox, but come on! Jordan's always gonna be the only woman in his life!! He undoubtedly loves her, and just because my crazy shipper mind was active, I decided to write this quick little two-shot!
Enjoy!
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Dr. Cox's POV
You'd gone to bed before I got home tonight. I could hear your steady breathing coming from our bedroom, even before I set foot through the doorway. I know I should probably be upset—what with everything that's been happening to me recently. My new job as chief of medicine, for example. I was actually hoping you'd be up for a change, sitting on the living room sofa; your dark eyes and that crystal clear smile of yours welcoming me home. I really needed someone to talk to, and you're probably—hell, you are—the person who understands me the most. But the living room was empty when I entered it. No shining, fiery pupils waiting for me, no bright, whitened smile….no you. Just the sound of your chest, rising and falling, as you traveled through what Newbie would refer to as "dreamland."
I should be mad—furious, actually….but I'm not. Not the slightest bit. Even as I silently tread through our home alone, kicking off my shoes and preparing myself for a long night of tedious paperwork, not one flicker of rage crosses my mind. And I think that's because, though my—our—lives have been hectic lately, the only thing I am able to think of are all the times you have been there for me. Even now, as I lie under the covers—my work finally complete—running my fingers through your caramel colored hair, my eyes gazing at the soft skin peeking out from your nightgown as you sleep, I realize just how lost I'd be without you here with me.
While that's embarrassing for me to admit, I really do appreciate it. Because, quite frankly, you've made a huge difference in my life. That post-divorce sex we had before getting back together, giving my two beautiful children, and more recently, standing by me and my decision to become the new chief of medicine at Sacred Heart.
Alright, so maybe you had more say in it than I did at first….if you hadn't taken it upon yourself to push old Bobbo into changing my mind, I wouldn't be where I am now. I wouldn't have the position I do now. Wouldn't be absolutely confident that I, and I alone, can provide for our family in the future, now that you've retired from being a board member.
I….I'm thankful for everything you've done for me, I really am. And yes, I know I don't have the best way of showing it, but hell, it goes both ways. We argue back and forth on a daily basis, constantly at each other's throats—always throwing around insults and accusations….
….however, you know as well as I do that the way we act isn't out of hatred. It's out of love.
Because, though we may have our differences and our past is filled with rough patches and damaging memories—none of which we can undo….I love you, Jordan. You'll always be the only woman for me.