I just want to live in a world where my OT3 (Alex, Jackson and April) is real and where MAJAC interacts as friends (Season 8 Blues *sigh*). There's another part to this already written, just need to edit it and I'll have it uploaded soon ! This is my first m rated fic so if it isn't sexy at all, I'm sorry haha. ANYWAY, hope you enjoy !

Disclaimer : These characters are property of Shonda Rhimes and Grey's Anatomy

The Art of Third Wheeling : I

"Fuck."

Although, Jackson found it quite valiant that his wife made an active effort every day to not cuss, the moments she did slip out a curse word, it was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. He recalled the first time in his entire life he'd heard her cuss someone. Memories of a bar in San Francisco and a certain asshole doctor who sparked in her a fury so large she not only punched him but also used the phrase, "yeah bitch I wanna go" leading to further punching. Not only did the jackass deserve it but it was also the moment that led to them making love for the first time, which he could never complain about. Apart from bar room brawls, April only ever cursed when she was on the cusp of a really amazing orgasm. So Jackson could say he was particularly enjoying the cussing right about now. He opened his eyes, ones he had involuntarily closed due to the sheer magnitude of the ecstasy he was feeling thanks to whatever magic April was doing to him right now.

He held on to her waist, slowly guiding her movements, watching her swiftly go up and down his length, in the perfect speed. He loves the way she holds on to shoulders, digging her nails into his skin, the way her mouth is barely open, soft moans emitting from it and the way she occasionally bites her lip. The sight of her could have finished him off right there if he wasn't so adamant about letting her finish first.

Because they were having sex in a bath tub (he realised, he should definitely take more baths with his wife, being that the benefits of which were endless) her skin was wet and glistening and she had her hair tied up in a messy bun, letting soft curls fall around her face. His eyes zeroed in on her perfect breasts, gently bouncing to the rhythm of her thrusts. She was physically gifted, a point she failed to see. He couldn't understand why when she looked in the mirror she couldn't see the physical perfection he saw in her. Her perky, soft breasts, her cute little butt, the freckles around her belly button all were little aphrodisiacs she couldn't comprehend.

He heard her getting louder, indicating to him that she was closer to reaching her peak. He felt her scratch her nails on his back, bound to leave marks which he knew she hated being teased about. But he never complains, he loves this side of her. April wasn't loud when it came to sex. She was rather quiet throughout, a small gasp here and there and a whisper of his name followed by quiet moans, but when she orgasmed it would be complete silence. No sounds except her body quivering beneath him. He'd been fascinated with that since their first time. He gently placed his mouth around a nipple, slowly running his tongue across it. He removed one hand from her waist and gently rolled her other bud around his fingers. April gasped, placing her forehead on his shoulder, blunt teeth running across his skin, causing him to buck his hips upwards more forcefully. He groaned against her chest, knowing that they would both soon finish.

"Jacks- I ..."

"I know baby, me too."

He immediately felt her tighten against him before letting go and allowing the wonderful feeling of euphoria to wash over her.

He followed a little after, letting himself flood into her, softly groaning her name in her ear.

She looked at him, chest heaving from their previous activities. He pulled her closer to him, basking in the feeling of her breasts against his chest. He lazily kissed her, slowly slipping his tongue into her mouth. He heard her sigh in contentment and couldn't hold back a proud smirk, knowing that he made her feel just as good as she made him feel. He never knew that sex could be so much more amazing with someone you love. And he loved her. So much.

"God, I love you." Jackson said, kissing her blushing cheeks. He wrapped her legs around him and went to stand up when he heard the doorbell suddenly ring.

"Wha- ?" April said, looking up at the sound, looking as confused as he was. It was 11.30 at night, no one would visit them this late. Unless it's his mother, Jackson thought, internally groaning.

"Who do you think it is ?" April asked, detaching herself from him, and picking up the discarded robe, stepping out of the tub. Jackson grimaced. He was planning on taking her to the bedroom, giving her a 20 minute break before giving her another mind blowing orgasm. He really didn't need anyone, especially his mother, ruining his plans.

"What are the chances it's my mom ?" Jackson asked, wrapping a towel around his body, and walking behind April who was making her way to answer the door. "Hey, you go get changed, I'll check the door."

April nodded and detoured towards their bedroom. Whoever it was, Jackson thought that they better have a life/death excuse because if it was anything less he would just personally chase them to their car and send them off. He was too much in the mood tonight to make an effort. He turned on the intercom and was completely taken aback by the image he saw. Alex was standing outside the door, carrying a travel bag and incessantly pressing the doorbell.

"STOP, DUDE. I'M COMING. GOD." Jackson yelled, holding down the intercom. Atleast, it wasn't his mother, Jackson thought, opening the door. Alex wouldn't completely kill his mood. And plus, he could chuck him out easier than he could his mother.

"Heyyyy what's up ?" Jackson asked, stumbling slightly when Alex pushed him away and entered the apartment. Jackson looked at him, carrying a scowl on his face. He closed the door behind him and crossed his arms, waiting for Alex's reply.

"Do you greet everyone in a towel ? Dude, that's weird … and vain. Oh wait. You and Kepner have shower sex ? You did. That's why you looked pissed." Alex said, smirking and taking a beer out of the fridge. Jackson thought about how he wasn't necessarily put off by the fact that Alex was acting like he owned the place, so much as the fact that he looked like he had no intention of leaving anytime soon.

"Yes. I was having sex with my wife. Now if that's all, you can go." Jackson said, taking the beer off of Alex's hand and sipping it.

"Knew it. Kepner having shower sex. Man, I should've -"

"Do not finish that sentence. Why are you in my house ? At 11.30 ? IN THE NIGHT ? It's clearly not someone dying . You're too calm for that to be the case, and I'm really hoping it's not so you can get to know whether my wife enjoys sex outside our bedroom, because that's just creepy. So what are you doing here ?" Jackson asked, clearly annoyed by the fact that his friend was cockblocking him.

"Hey ... Alex ?" April said, coming out of the room, wearing a soft pink night robe, covering the fact that she was probably wearing lingerie. He could tell by the way she wrapped the robe around her a little tighter when she saw Alex. Great, Jackson thought, if not for Alex, he would be getting laid for the second time that night with his wife whom he would have had the absolute delight of seeing in lingerie. He loved how sexy she looked in just about anything. "What are you doing here ? Are you okay ?"

He smiled hearing the concern in her voice. It always baffled him how caring she was towards other people. Alex, although not in mean spirit, had always been an ass to April, constantly bullying her throughout their residency. And ofcourse, the whole trying to sleep with her debacle, which Jackson really had no intention of recalling. And yet, she wasn't the slightest bit annoyed or put off by the fact that he showed up at their doorstep at 11.30 in the night, without prior notice. God, she was special, Jackson thought lovingly.

"Yeah yeah I'm fine. Look, I don't need to make this a sob story. So don't, okay ? Jo kicked me out." Alex said, settling down on the couch.

"What ?! Why ? What did you do ?" April said, taking a seat next to Alex. Jackson sat on the chair opposite them and looked at Alex curiously. Alex had told him that he had planned on asking Jo to marrying him. Jackson had been happy for the two. They clearly made each other happy and Jo, regardless of the fact that she still hated him for what he did to Stephanie, was pretty cool.

"Nothing ! Why do you assume- okay fine. But no, surprisingly enough, I didn't screw up. She did. I don't know. Look, just ... I need a place to stay for a little while, okay ? Mer is out of town for the week." Alex said, evasive about why he wanted to crash at their place, but Jackson had a feeling he knew what it could be. If it was something Jo did then he could only guess that she turned down his proposal, which had to suck. He couldn't imagine what he would've been like if April had turned him down. Sure, Alex wasn't feeling the public embarrassment he would've felt in that circumstance, but Jackson knew that as frustrated as he was, he could cut his friend some slack.

"You didn't break up did you ?" April said, gasping in shock at her own statement.

"No ! I don't - I don't know. Can we just please drop it ?" Alex asked, clearly perplexed by the question Jackson knew not even he had the answer to.

Jackson caught April's eye, and shook his head, indicating to her that maybe now wasn't the best time to push it.

April nodded back, saying, "Of course you can stay here. Um ... let me go and get the guest room ready for you, okay ?"

"Look, jokes aside, I appreciate this. Tell Kepner I said thanks too."

"Sure. No problem."

Jackson wasn't sure if protocol warranted he have "guy talk" with Alex right now or if he should just wait until he was ready to talk about it. Maybe he should take the same advice he gave his wife and just let it go for now.

"Okay. You can go ahead. There are extra blankets and pillows in the left side of the closet and let me know if you need more towels. Are you hungry ?" April said, walking towards the island, opening the fridge.

"I could eat." Alex nodded, smiling gratefully for the first time that evening. Jackson smiled to himself. That was the thing about his wife, she had her way of warming up your heart no matter how cold it was. Not even Alex was immune to her kindness.

They sat in silence, drinking their beer, occasionally commenting on their post-ops, while April whipped up some dinner for both of them, and served them both a piece of chocolate cake.

Alex munched on appreciatively, gobbling down the food like he hadn't eaten for days.

"Not going to lie, Kepner, I missed your food so much. Jo can't cook for shit. She burnt an egg. Who burns an egg?" Alex said, with his mouth full.

The trio laughed out loud, easing the tension that Jackson felt had been built around Alex.

Alex immediately went to his room right after he finished dinner. Jackson realised that he may want some time alone, considering everything. Not that he was about to complain. His plans for the night didn't really include hanging out with Alex.

"You know what happened don't you ?" April asked, climbing on to the bed next to him. He pulled her up to straddle his lap, softly running his hand along her thighs. Jackson understood her concern, but the last thing he wanted right now was to talk about Alex. He slowly pulled the on the strings of her robe, almost successfully untying them before April swatted his hands away. He groaned in protest, burying his face in the crevice of her cleavage, dropping a kiss there.

She gasped at the sensation, but pulled his head back and held his face between her hands. He realised she wasn't really going to let him do anything until he told her about Alex.

"He was going to propose to Jo. I think he did. And I have a feeling she said no."

"Oh that's awful. I didn't even know they were that serious." April said, a solemn expression grazing her face. He found it sweet that with April empathy was never feigned. She really felt for you. "Mer's his best friend so we need to be extra nice to him until she comes back, okay."

"I promise, mom." Jackson replied, flipping her over, and covering her body with his.

"Shut up," April said, giggling, "What if it had been you, hm ?"

She stroked his jaw line, softly placing kisses along it.

"I'd probably be drinking myself into oblivion right now. I'm not sure how I feel about the fact that Alex is more emotionally mature than I am." Jackson said, making a joke to deflect how serious the question was. He could tell his wife had picked up on it, because she brought his face down towards her and started to passionately kiss him.

He was happy she knew how utterly lost he'd be without her.

"I'd probably do the same to be honest." April said.

"Well then, looks like your decision saved us both from a lifetime of alcoholism." He said, breaking the wrong kind of tension that was otherwise building up.

They laughed together, continuing to kiss. He dropped his mouth to her collarbone, softly biting the skin, unabashedly leaving behind hickies his wife was dead set against.

"Jacks, no hickies ... you know ... the rules." April whimpered, although Jackson was sure she was too far gone to really understand what she's saying. She loved getting the hickies, and hated having them.

He occupied her mouth, while one of his hands ran down her body and cupped her behind. His other hand upped her breast, running his thumb over a nipple, feeling how erect they were underneath the fabric. He couldn't wait any longer, needing to find out what was hidden beneath her robes. He swiftly changed positions, allowing her to straddle him once again and sat up on the bed. He pulled her nearer to him, strong hands meeting soft skin, and gently caressed her inner thigh gaining a loud moan from his wife. He smirked against her mouth, continuing to slowly run his hands up and down her thigh, stopping just before the place he knew she really wanted him to touch. He dropped his other hand to her waist, and slowly pulled the strings apart, letting the robe fall back.

The sight before him literally took his breath away. She was clothed in a flowy soft pink babydoll, which was hitched up to her waist from either end of her hips by a trail of ribbons. The cups grazing her breasts were covered in floral patterns and a small bow stood in the crevice of her cleavage. He had always loved April in pink, the contrast of the colour with the red in her hair, gave her a look which could only be described as a perfect balance between innocent and sexy. Her pale skin only highlighted this effect. He didn't want to make love to her tonight, he wanted to fuck her. He was more than ready to.

"You're so fucking sexy, baby." He whispered in her ears, voice low and gravelly. She practically purred back at him when he started to suck on her earlobe. But the moment Jackson started to pull the babydoll over her head, she slid out of his lap on to her side of the bed.

"Babe, wha-?"

"Jackson, we can't have SEX."

He was so confused. He honestly had no reason to not believe that his wife wasn't very much into the destination he had in mind.

"Um ... Why not ?"

"Because ... Alex is in the room right next to us ! I can't have SEX with Alex in the house !" April said, almost as if he couldn't understand what was to her the most obvious thing in the world.

"What ? Come on that's ridiculous. It's just Alex. I've had sex with him in the hou-." He cleared his throat, letting the words trail off.

April looked up at him, her face frowning in an unsatisfied stare. Jackson really wished he had backtracked on that comment. He wasn't really trying to sell his wife on having sex with him by reminding her of his previous sexual encounters was he ? He mentally slapped himself.

"Well that's YOU. I haven't. And don't plan to. He's going to make fun of me for weeks if he so much as ... You know. So no sex until he leaves." April said, getting underneath the covers and turning off the bedside lamp.

"This is ridiculous. You seduce me and then you ban sex for who knows how long ..." Jackson said, huffing in frustration.

"Seduce you ? What ? I just wanted to make out before bed." April replied, giggling at how ridiculous he was acting.

"Whatever, April." Jackson said, turning away from April and pulling the covers over his body.

April turned towards him, throwing her arm over his body, pulling him to her. He always found it too cute for words when she was the big spoon. April was too small to actually reach around his body, so she'd hold on to his upper bicep and put her leg over his. He loved how little she felt next to him. He honestly couldn't stay mad at that.

"Baaabbbeee ... It's only for a couple of days, okay ? I know you're a good friend and he needs a friend right now and you're only acting like this because you're thinking from a specific part of your body that you really shouldn't let make decisions for you." April joked, kissing the back of his shoulders.

Jackson relented and spun around, taking her into his arms. He kissed her lips softly, and nestled his face in her thick auburn curls.

He wasn't being entirely unreasonable. It wasn't like he could have sex in the hospital. Ever since they'd gotten married, April had been unwilling to have sex in an on-call room. He respected her wishes on that, because the reasons for it broke his heart. She said they were married, and she certainly wasn't going to fall back to the place they were when they first started doing whatever it is they were doing. That place confused her and ultimately broke them up. He didn't just respect that, he also agreed with that. Sex was much more special to him now too. Also, Jackson wasn't delusional enough to think his wife would want to have sex with him all the time. If she didn't want to, they didn't. Simple as that. No complaints. But tonight, he knew she wanted to. She wouldn't have worn lingerie if she didn't. So the only reason they weren't having sex right now is because Alex has had a history of teasing his wife for her sex life. Jackson internally groaned, because he realised there was nothing he could do about it. Alex and him were close and even if he didn't say it, there's a reason he came to their house instead of going to a hotel room - he needed friends. Jackson figured it was only a matter of days for him to realise how ridiculous he's being hiding out at the house instead of facing Jo. He should talk to him about that. After all, who better to point out the value of good communication than the two people whose lives were significantly affected by bad communication.

Jackson woke up, feeling the weight of his wife on top of him. He opened his eyes and smiled at the position April now occupied. She was on top of his body, her arms around his neck and her feet intertwined with his. He looked beside him to see the vast expanse of empty bed space, and quietly laughed at the fact that April still, albeit unconsciously, used him as a bed. Not that he minded, of course. He loved the feeling of being pressed so close to his wife. He basked in her warmth for a while before he slowly untangled her from him, placing her on the bed, tucking her in. Neither of them had to get up for another hour, so he figured she could do with sleeping in, seeing as there was nothing exciting for her to wake up for anyway. He walked into the kitchen to start the coffee to find Alex opening cupboards and banging cutlery and bowls.

"Dude, keep it down. April's still asleep." Jackson said, in a hushed voice.

"I can't find the stupid cereal." Alex replied, ignoring Jackson.

Jackson rolled his eyes, walking up to Alex, grabbing the cereal and milk and placing it in front of him with a spoon and a bowl.

"How did you - Wait. Is there like special cabinets for each of these things ?"

"So what ? She's organized."

"You mean neurotic ?" Alex said, stuffing his mouth with cereal.

Jackson rolled his eyes at the comment, mostly because he knew Alex was just joking and somewhat because it was true. But who cares ? He loved her neurotic tendencies.

They both sat in silence for a while, focused on their respective activities, until Jackson broke the silence.

"So ... How are you ?"

"Dude, no. We're not going to sit here and talk about our feelings while we braid each other's hair. I'm fine." Alex remarked, getting up from his seat and placing the bowl in the dishwasher.

"Look, I know you don't want to talk about it. Neither do I, to be honest. But my wife thinks that you need a friend now. And ..."

"You're whipped. I know." Karev said, smirking at Jackson.

"Not whipped." Jackson began, but quickly added, "Maybe a little" as an afterthought.

"Sure. A little." Alex replied, taking his bag and walking towards the door.

"Just ... If you want to talk to someone ..."

"You're there. I know. You're such a good girlfriend, Avery." Alex replied, locking the door behind him as he chuckled.

"Screw you." Jackson yelled after him, walking out into the balcony with his coffee, laying down on one of the lounge chairs. He knew the humour was just Alex's defence mechanism whenever he was upset. It was better than his, at least. Jackson got angry when he was hurt. He regretted how he'd reacted to both instances when April had hurt him. He wished his go-to reaction wasn't to lash out and be pissed.

"Hey."

He turned around to see his wife walk out into the balcony, coffee cup in hand, her pink robe tied tightly against her. He pulled her towards him, letting her sit on his lap, while he ran his hands over arm.

"I love this view." April commented, resting her head against his shoulders.

"Me too." He replied, although he wasn't looking out at the skyscraper or the space needle but at her face. When April noticed this, she blushed a cherry red.

"You're so corny sometimes, I swear." She said, nuzzling her nose against his neck.

He pulled her face towards him, softly grazing his lips with hers, feeling her breath against his. She looked up at him, and he held back a smirk. She looked ready to pounce on him. It didn't surprise him though. April, being a morning person, had a boundless amount of energy in the morning. A fact he was very happy about on most days. But since they were on a sex ban, he knew nothing could come out of it.

"Jackson ..." April said, biting her bottom lip, "Where's Alex ?"

"He left. He said he had an early shift so he went in before us. Also, I told him I'd talk to him if he wanted to. It was ... awkward to say the least. Guys don't really talk talk." Jackson admitted, grimacing slightly at the exchange in the morning.

"You did ?" April asked, smiling gleefully. He knew there was a plus side to this. In addition, to being a good friend to, Alex of course. Anything to make his wife happy.

"You're such a good boy." April said, slowly removing her robe. Jackson laughed at her choice of words, which were especially funny considering how it wasn't 5 minutes ago he'd been told he was whipped.

"Babe, it's pretty cold you're going to want to keep that on."

"Well then, we ... might have to find something to do that's going to keep me warm, hm ?" April said, running her tongue across his earlobe, softly biting it.

Jackson was sure he had understood her insinuation but wasn't sure whether she knew what she was insinuating.

"You mean ... you want to ?"

"Yep. Alex left, so why not" April replied, softly placing butterfly kisses on his cheeks.

"Okay ... Wait. Here ? You want to ... out here ?" He asked, his eyes wide at the possibility.

"Mmm hmm. It's not like anyone will see us." She started to gently rock herself against him, gaining a groan of pleasure in reply.

Jackson had always loved his wife's slightly wild side when it came to sex. The fact that her second time having sex was in the men's bathroom ended up setting precedent for how her sex life would turn out. She was experimental and she liked the thrill of public places. As long as it wasn't anywhere her colleagues could catch them, she was fine with it.

"Babe ?" April asked, kissing him gently on the lips. She had her hands on the edges of her lingerie piece that was still driving him wild, almost as if she needed to ask if he was alright with it.

"Like I'm going to say no."

She laughed, pulling off the baby doll, but stopped right before it went over head. She shrieked, jumping out his lap and in the process falling off the chair on to the floor.

"April !"

Jackson looked back to see what had gotten that reaction out of her, coming face to face with a shell shocked Alex who was not at all trying to hide his laughing.

"HE SAW HE SAW HE SAW !" April said, mortification evident in her voice, while she slowly scrambled around the floor, getting redressed.

Jackson took a long breath, both because he needed his downstairs compartment to calm down from what he had witnessed and because he needed to wrap his head around the fact that Alex had also witnessed the same thing.

"What are you doing back here ?" Jackson yelled, walking back out into the living room.

"I ... I left my ... phone in my room. Dude ... Oh god ..." Alex stammered, laughing breathlessly.

"Shut up ! She's embarrassed as it is ! Okay she's coming ... just ... not a word !"

April walked directly towards her room, head down, completely avoiding both their gazes.

"Dude, I always figured April was a freak in bed, but IN THE BALCONY ? Not even Jo would have had the balls to do that." Alex said, still unable to stop laughing.

"Yeah well you won't be having sex with Jo anywhere anytime soon so ..."

Alex immediately stop laughing, grunting in protest at the dig.

"Whatever. Like you'll be having any sex after what happened now. See you at the hospital. Oh and tell April I think she has really nice boobs." Alex added, dashing out the door before he could be pummeled by a clearly frustrated Jackson.

He made his way to their bedroom, hoping to calm down what he knew was going to be an impossible situation because in April's mind this was the worst case scenario.. He was starting to see the humor in the situation but he highly doubted his wife who still acts like a virgin sometimes, would be so quick to.

"Hey babe." Jackson said, as he poked his head inside the room. He found his wife on the bed, her face stuffed into a pillow.

"Shut up, I don't want to talk about it." She muttered, her words muffled.

"It wasn't that bad ..." He hesitated, after receiving a death glare from April. "Okay so he saw your boobs. What's the big deal ? We both agree they're very-"

"Oh my god Jackson !" A pillow came flying at his head, which he was too slow to duck and avoid. "I can't believe you ! I am mortified ! I never want to leave this room ! I'm not going to work today. Nope. No. No. Refuse to."

"Babe, don't be ridiculous. Come on." He pulled her up and settled her on the ground.

"He's going to go and tell everyone !" She protested and he knew he could probably try to deny that but having known Alex for as long as they both have, he knew there would be no point to this. He'd probably already sent a mass text to everyone at the hospital letting them know what happened.

"So own it." Jackson smirked, pulling her chin up.

"Huh ?"

"Own the fact that you're a little out of the box when it comes to sex. So you were going to have sex with me in the balcony ? So what ? That's hot. I'm still turned on." He pointed to his pants. She giggled and swatted his chest. "He's just teasing you, you know that."

"I don't know why he finds me so amusing." She groaned.

"Well you are pretty easy to bug, babe." He pointed out, noting her reaction this situation itself. "It's more fun to tease someone who reacts to things so ... much."

"Are you insulting me ?" She narrowed eyes, stepping away from him.

"What ? No ! April ..." He stammered, wondering if he'd gone and gotten himself in trouble when she laughed. "You ... are such a tease."

"Fine, I will go to the hospital and break his balls if he so much as breathes a word of it around me." She says, walking to the bathroom. He follows her, as he always does, to share a shower, but is stopped when she pushes him out the door.

"Oh no, mister. No joint showers until Alex leaves. Who knows where he's gonna pop up ? Out !" With that, she slams the door in his face and he stands there stunned until he hears the shower running.

He finds it very hard not to hate his friend at this moment. They eventually end up going to the hospital and he revels in the fact that atleast he gets to hold his wife's hand.

"Hey, Kepner. I heard you got sick of seeing pretty boy's face during sex so you wanted a better view ?" Cristina yelled across the ER, causing more than a few heads to turn.

"I'm going to kill both of them." She muttered, walking towards the duo with a purpose.

"Finally, got beyond first base." Alex smirked, although the determination on April's face mixed with the not so pleasant look on Jackson's wiped his smirk right off.

"You !" She pointed at Yang, whom Jackson could tell was highly amused by the redhead's tone, "I will deal with you later. But you," she poked a finger really hard in Alex's chest, causing him to wince, "I hope you know that if you utter one more word of this to just one more person, I will tell everyone what happened during ... Meredith's birthday two years ago."

"What happened during Meredit's birthday two years ago ?" Cristina perked up.

"Well ..." April began, devilishly grinning.

"NO !" Alex interrupted her, bringing a hand to clamp over her mouth, "No no, I won't tell anyone else I promise. Now shut up and go."

"Say, please." April smirked, as the other two looked on at the exchange in amused curiosity.

Alex gritted his teeth, "Fine. Please shut up."

"Sure thing, Alex."

"You're the worst." He quipped, and April rolled her eyes.

"The sentiment is mutual." She scoffed. "Also, I'll pick you up at 6 from the attending's lounge. Don't be late"

"Yeah, yeah whatever." Alex groaned.

"You two going somewhere ?" Jackson asked, turning towards April.

"Hm ? Oh yeah, I promised Alex that I'll come with him to pick out some furniture for his place. Apparently, they're still sleeping on a mattress." She replied, rolling her eyes at Alex.

"Well, Jo is." He muttered, although they all caught it.

"You two are disgustingly in love and he's disgustingly ... confused about love. I think I'm going to puke." Christina said, squinting her eyes at Alex. Jackson figured that was her way of lighting up the situation for the guy.

"Anyway," April began, narrowing her eyes at Yang and mouthing 'be nice', "We might be out late. I'll bring you some dinner."

"But it's date night tonight." Jackson said, pouting a little. He'd been looking forward to tonight the whole week, because he'd made reservations at this amazing Italian place April loved.

"Oh, babe, I'm sorry. I just ..." April glanced at Alex and Cristina, arguing about something, and lowered her tone, "He's got himself convinced that buying the furniture is going to help his situation with Jo and he honestly just needs a friend now."

"Why can't Yang go furniture shopping with him ?" Jackson asked, petulantly.

April raised an eyebrow, and Jackson realised how stupid that sounded. Cristina furniture shopping was laughable.

"Fine. I'll put off the reservations for tomorrow." He sighed.

"Well, actually," She shot a guilty smile at him, "The three of us are going to a baseball game tomorrow. I got us tickets."

"Great." He grimaced, although he was kind of happy about going to a game. Alex and him always went to games together and he was pretty much Jackson's number 1 choice to watch sports with.

"Stop being a grumpus," She chastised him using one of the absurdly silly nick names she's come up with, "Alex is ... he's family. He teases me, sure. It's not like I let him get away with it."

She shrugs and he nods his head because she's right. The two had a familial relationship, in a way. Maybe not as close as he was to Meredith or Yang, but Alex was like the annoying cousin who teased you and you generally 'disliked' but still knew you could count on if you ever needed to. And Alex and him had gotten closer since ... Charles. He appreciated having a male friendship, especially now that Mark wasn't here either.

"Alright, I'll see you at home. I love you." He kissed her, and squeezed her waist.

"Love you too." She sauntered off, towards Owen's office, needing to run some protocol by him.

"You're like a puppy, just nipping at her heels." Cristina smirked, pretending to vomit.

"You might as well just pee on her, dude." Alex replied, copying Cristina's actions.

"You're both children and your ruining my mojo." Jackson pointed out, crossing his arms.

"I know. Why do you think I'm taking her furniture shopping ?"

"You're doing this on purpose ?"

"Yep," Alex grinned, noticing the growing frown on Jackson's face, "Also, Kepner's not as bad to hang out with, whatever. I'll kill you both if you tell her this."

The two doctors eyed each but hid their grins. Even Cristina knew that April had her moments.

"Anyway," Alex continued, "The added bonus is seeing you whimper because you haven't seen her for half a day."

"See, this is what happens when you marry your best friend. You have to have a spouse and a best friend so you don't become that couple." Cristina added.

"That couple ?"

"You know the ones who only hang out with each other and are joined at the hip." She clarified.

"We're not like that." He scoffed, although he knew that was far from the truth. They had always been joined at the hip, and getting married only made that stronger. So what if they exclusively only hang out with the other ? It was the case even before they got married.

"Sure." Alex and Cristina both said at the same time, laughing sarcastically.

"Whatever, stop hogging my wife." Jackson said to Alex.

"Challenge accepted, man." Alex held out his arm as if to shake Jackson's. Jackson smacked it away, narrowing his eyes at Alex.

He walked off, leaving the other two doctors to act like 10 year olds hollering whip noises after him.

THANK YOU FOR READING !

I know they're relationship isn't exactly canon compliant :( and I know Jackson is very capable of controlling himself when it comes to sex (Jordan !) but this is all just a bit of fun ! :)

Please let me know what you thought in a review - if maybe I should just stick with T ratings ! :D