Scrubs
Cox/JD
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own Cox, JD or Scrubs in any way, shape or form.
Pizza For Dinner
JD was sitting at home alone, finally having gotten his own apartment, snuggling with a pillow, his knees up to his chest watching Gilmore Girls when a loud knock nearly makes him piss himself.
"Jesus Christ." He breathed heavily and leaned his head back against the couch, letting his breath catch up with him.
"You in there, Sheila?" A familiar voice demanded, banging on the door again.
Swallowing his nerves, JD stood and walked to the door, opening it slowly, just for it to be shoved open by a sneaker.
"I've brought pizza for dinner. Wanna talk to me, Franchesca?"
