Disclaimer: Nope, don't own anything Grey's. If I did, you'd better believe a lot of things would have happened, and a lot of other things never would have happened on the show.
A/n: Hey all! This is my first ever Grey's fic. I've lately been watching the season on DVD (have seen all of season 1 and 2, now) plus I have seen sporadic episodes of whatever the latest season was (4?). I adore George and Izzie together though not how I have seen them in the most recent season. This is a small one-shot for them. :) This was inspired by the prompt "Clock".
Your Clock is Better
Her excuse is that she likes his alarm clock better than her own. Hers sounds ornery and irritatedly insistent that she start her day immediately. His, on the other hand, sounds optimistic and perky like it's just happy to be operating properly and it's merely saying "Good morning!"
He says she's insane and she's reading way too much into something like how an alarm clock sound when it goes off and repeatedly suggests that if she hates it so much she can just go buy a different one. He rarely ever protests when she clambers into his bed in the middle of the night, though. Most of the time he groans and smiles because he loves the fact she's there again – alarm clock preference or no.
Meredith teases them that they aren't actually sleeping when they sleep in the same bed, though she knows the truth and thinks it's extremely sweet and adorable. They always deny that anything would ever happen between them – it's not like that! – and neither will admit they would love it if anything ever did.
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A/n: Very short, random, prompt-inspired wee one-shot. Someday I'll write a full-out Grey's fic…! Thanks for reading this one!