Manwhore
It was days like these that made Addison hate Seattle, which was pretty often. It was raining. Addison hated the rain. It reminded her of that night with Mark in New York. Derek had thrown her out of her own house, out in the cold rain.
She ran from her car into the walls of Seattle Grace, despite that she still got soaked. Addison caught the elevator just before the steel doors closed and noticed that it was none other than Mark Sloan occupying it. The elevator was the set of many interesting moments, like the one the other day when everyone had to comment on Richard's new do. They just didn't understand.
They stood there silently at first, waiting for the elevator to stop at their floor. "I am not a manwhore," Mark stated referring back to Addison's previous outburst.
"Yes you are."
"I just like the company." He argued. Addison just rolled her eyes.
"I'm in a bad mood. Don't argue with me."
"The rain?"
"Yeah."
"Try getting an umbrella, I heard they're supposed to keep you dry." Addison threw a glare at Mark but he just smiled his McSteamy smile back. It made Addison want to slap that grin off his face, and it also made her want to grab him on the spot. However she refrained from doing either of the sort. She hated Mark for making her feel that way. The elevator dinged and they both stepped out.
- - -
Addison downed her fifth cup of coffee. The day had dragged on slowly. It was like someone had pushed the slow motion button on the remote control of her life.
She had just lost a patient, a single mother. The mother's child had nobody, no father, no mother, not even a family that could claim her. Addison wasn't sure how this day could get any worse but she knew of a powerful remedy. So she went to get a dose of it.
- - -
Addison sighed contently inside the dark on-call room. She knew what she did wasn't the smartest thing and knew she probably shouldn't have done it but it defiantly made her feel better and made up for her shitty day. What she did came from a moment of weakness, he knew she was using him, but he didn't seem to mind.
She pushed off of the body below her and started to grab for her clothes. "Manwhore," She said teasing him.
"Hey. You're the one who had sex multiple times with a known manwhore. Wouldn't that make you a whore?" He asked while putting on his pants.
"Nope."
"Slut?"
"Nuh-uh."
"Bitch."
Addison smirked, "Shut up."
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I really liked how Addison stood up for the chief and I loved how she called Mark a manwhore so I thought I'd do a little one shot thing. Tell me what you thought of it.