AN: I was inspired to write a summer Meredith and Derek inspired FanFic. Of course, this is AU (my favorite way to write them). I think it's easy to pick up all the details you need from the story.
A few notes that are different from Cannon:
Meredith and Derek grow up as neighbors in Boston and she is best friends with his sister Amy. I do not spend a ton of time or really any diving into that relationship, it's just mentioned.
Derek is a bit more of a playboy than we saw on the show. I would equate his level to a milder Mark, but keep in mind he is much younger in this fanfic than we knew him starting off on the show.
I like writing the other characters, but this one-shot/possible chapter is mostly just MerDer centric.
I may leave this as a one-shot or continue as a short piece with a few chapters if you guys like that and want more. Let me know if the reviews.
Lastly, I am sending love to every single woman of the United States (including myself) for this ridiculous SCOTUS ruling. I wrote this before the ruling and wrote it as if they were celebrating the 4th of July, not Derek's mom's birthday party. Out of respect for the current shortage of independence bestowed upon my fellow female Americans, this has been corrected.
YELLOW X
June was sticky. Fireflies engulfed the thick night sky. No light breeze was anywhere in sight. Giggles and footsteps were far in the distance. And things between Meredith and Derek were, well sticky.
His hands were traveling farther and farther up her short white dress lightly cupping the curve of her bum as his other hand gripped her face holding fiercy to her cheek and jaw. Her mouth tasted like strawberry ice-cream and sunshine as their tongues danced and their mouth's sucked and their teeth bit down into the other's lips eliciting both pain and pleasure. He couldn't be closer to her as his erection bore into her dress that was already short to start with, but the proximity of his body to hers pushed it up nearly revealing her nude-colored thong.
They were at his parent's house, their backyard riverbank to be exact. He was lucky to grow up right in front of a river that ran through the entire Boston neighborhood covered by heavy forest. He had taken several women over the years to his parent's backyard riverbank in an escape from his sisters. It offered a level of privacy; he was never able to get, and the atmosphere yielded itself well to sex and lust.
And this was no different. Except, it was entirely different because Meredith wasn't just some random girl. She wasn't some stranger from his hometown that he could toy around with whenever the mood struck and escape from whenever school was back in session. He was 25 years old and the days of playing around all summer long in his breaks from school were almost over. This was his last summer before he started his last year of Med School. After med school ended in May, he planned to immediately move to whichever city hosted his residency and get settled before he started what he hoped would be a very accomplished career as a surgeon. In other words, this was his last summer home and he planned to make the most of it.
His hands worked further up her dress as they moved from her rear to hook around her panties. In one gentle move he could have them pulled off if he wanted to. And he wanted to, just not yet.
"This dress isn't fair" he told her hungrily in-between kisses. For starters it was way too short, way too inviting, and he could see the outline of her breasts through the sheer cotton fabric.
"That's the point" she replied, and it came out as a moan as she threw her head back and his mouth moved to suck along her neck. She learned new ways to tease him and as things heated between them, her clothes seemed to get shorter and tighter.
The truth is, they had been fighting this for three years now. Ever since she was around seventeen and he was visiting home during a summer break from college.
He remembers that summer. There were plenty of women, more than plenty of them if he was honest with himself but his eye would always catch that of his neighbor that also happened to be his sister Amy's childhood best friend. His first day fully home, he caught himself catching her Emerald eyes by the Shephard family's pool. Amy was there going on and on about some boy but Meredith, she was reading a book, half paying attention. Her body was clad in a tiny black bikini that left next to nothing to the imagination, her hair swept back, her skin tanned from the sun and when she noticed his staring, her laser focus was on him. She offered him a small smile and he beamed at her in return. She blushed and went back to reading and half listening to Amy but not without biting her lip and occasionally looking back at him.
He would never cross that line though, no matter how much they both wanted to. At least, not while she was underage. He wasn't that kind of guy and he hated himself for finding her attractive in the first place. There was nothing more than longing looks before they turned into glares. If they couldn't romantically have each other, they would be enemies. At least, that's what it felt like to Derek. Quickly that summer, their sexual tension turned to fights, jabs, and a mutual hatred.
Amy would beg her brother and Meredith to tell her why they suddenly hated each other. Neither would ever budge as neither was willing to admit what was truly fueling them. Carolyn would give Derek warnings though. She seemed to pick up on the true problem one day when she watched how her son would hang onto every word from Meredith's tongue or the stares the two of them would give each other that lasted far too long.
"Don't go there Derek Christopher. She's 17 and your sister's best friend." she told him knowingly one day as she prepped dinner in the kitchen. He had been caught eyeing Meredith out by the pool again and pretending to be interested in getting a snack when Carolyn caught him red-handed. He remembers her pointing her spatula at him and the aggravated look on her face. She set her sight on Meredith too and shook her head animatedly at the thought of her son crossing a line with an underage girl. He of course, denied knowing what she was talking about, and he would go on to pick a fight with Meredith immediately after to prove it. This just furthered Carolyn's suspicions.
Then Meredith turned 18 and his mom was less stressed about the friction between them, but they were certified enemies at this point. She was going to leave for school and so was he by the end of the summer. She spent that summer dating a boy named Finn and he was wrapped up with a red head that he wanted to want more than he did. They tortured each other that summer with jealousy and flaunting their flings in front of the others face. At 19, she spent her summer backpacking Europe and they got into a heated argument at Christmas over his jealousy violently implying that she was a whore when she reminded him that it was infact him who was the whore. They vowed to never speak to the other again. They couldn't help themselves though and by spring break they were back jabbing at each other and picking fights. During one of their more heated arguments over that spring break, Derek's mouth seemed to get awfully close to hers. She could hear his heart beating and didn't know what she was doing when she leaned in. He felt himself leaning in as well and right before their lips crashed into the other's, in walked Mark separating them quickly. With Mark's interruption, they pretended it never happened starting this summer with a war of words as soon as Derek saw Meredith's jeep enter the Grey's driveway. He hated to admit that in his last few weeks of school, he found himself counting down the days to see his neighbor. He thought of fights to pick with her, reasons to see her, ways to torture her, make her jealous. He had so many plans and then two weeks into summer break, he found himself pushing her against his bedroom wall as his lips attacked her mouth. He savored it. He had waited years to taste her. Before they could stop themselves, Meredith was responding to his kiss, quickly unbuttoning his shirt, and making their way to his bed. He ripped her clothes off her, wanting to be as close as possible. It didn't take long for them to connect, her on top of him, riding him as he bounced her up and down. Derek finished first cumming inside of her and letting out a noise of pleasure at his release. Meredith finished quickly after letting out her own moans. It all happened so fast. So, so fast. And there was no turning back.
They agreed that it was a one-time thing, both just scratching an itch. Except, it happened the next day and the next after that and every day since the first time and now they were in acceptance. They were hiding it from Amy though and had been for weeks. Truthfully, they were hiding it from everyone. They would sneak off as often as they could always hoping to not get caught but not doing nearly enough to accomplish this challenging feat. It's not like this meant anything. It was just sex fueled by years of pent-up sexual frustration. Nothing more. Nothing less. That's what they told themselves over and over until they believed it.
Except, Derek refused to see any other girls when Mark brought them around, and Meredith kept finding more and more reasons to come over to visit her best friend.
"I'm not stopping myself Mer" Derek breathed as his hands found her breast. He didn't need to tell her; she already knew the deal.
"I don't want you to" she murmured finding his mouth again and swirling her tongue across the inside of his cheek as his hands moved the straps of her dress down off her arms.
They were at his dad's annual party that he through for his mom every year. He always went all out, with catered food, fireworks, games. cThis was a huge occasion for the Shepherd's and one that hosted nearly the entire neighborhood plus all his other sister's and their kids. If they were caught here, they were dead. Neither seemed to care all that much as Derek lifted her on top of him as he sank onto the blanket, they had left out here last night after dinner when they were both ready for dessert. Meredith eased herself until she was sitting on top of him, fiddling with his belt, ready to pull it off and ride him again and again.
She pulled his pants off to find his large bulging penis waiting for her.
"Suck me baby" he murmured as his hands softly pushed her hair back. She obliged and Derek moaned at the pleasure, his hands moving from her hair to her available breasts. Meredith seemed to know what she was doing and just how to please him, something he could get used to and was already.
When he felt himself close, he adjusted her so that he was now on top of her. She saw the snickering glint in his eye. It was the same one he had when he was making his jabs, or they were quarreling. His lips found hers, they were like moths to a flame. He kissed her deeply and hungrily, pressing his erection into her. He broke the kisses when he heard his sister in the distance.
"I can hear Amy calling you." He told her lightly. It was by no means an indication to stop, just an observation.
"We better make this quick then" she muttered, taking back control, and pushing on top of him. He slid her dress up and panties down and they connected, and both moaned at the tightness and friction between them. He bounced her up and down, both coated with sweat, both dying to reach a climax.
As Amy's calls got closer, so did their resolve. Derek got rougher and rougher, biting her lips, sucking her neck, pulling her down as deeply on him as possible to reach their orgasms. By the second week of continuous sex both seemed to master the art of climaxing at or around the same time and both finished breathing heavily. They kept their sounds to a minimum so Amy couldn't hear. After a few moments of basking in their post orgasmic state, lightly clinging to the other, Meredith began to move around in search for her panties.
"I better go." She told him looking around her underwear wiping the sweat from her forehead with the front of her wrist.
"Let me help you." He replied softly moving to push down her dress and smooth it back in place. Instead of helping with the underwear though, he pulled her back in his arms "I want you Meredith despite how much I know I shouldn't." he told her softly leaving a kiss on her jaw.
Meredith ran her hands through his hair "What are we going to do about this?" she asked with a small smile her hands still playing in his dark black hair.
"I say why deny ourselves an obvious pleasure" he smirked his lips dangerously close to hers again. He felt himself staring at her mouth. He loved tasting it so much.
"I think you're right." She agreed softly. Her eyes as equally drawn to his mouth as hers. They inched closer and Derek's hands moved to the side of her face bringing her closer and kissing her deeply. He could go for round two right here and now.
"Meredith, Oh My God where the hell are you?" They heard Amy muttering as she walked along the bank. They were smart enough to go as far out of the bank as they could, but Amy would still find them if one of them didn't come forward soon.
Derek was amused by his kid sister's insistence on finding "her person".
"I don't care if Amy knows I like fucking her friend, but you do. If you don't go now, she's going to find us." Derek told Meredith casually. They would go back to the quarrelling sometimes especially after sex. It was like second nature to them.
Meredith narrowed her eyes at him "Thanks for the information, Derek. Clearly, I'm incapable of establishing this for myself without your expertise." She told him. He knew the cool casual way he stated 'fucking her friend' would get to her and he relished in the small victory. The banter was always fun, and it was a habit at this point. For three years, they channeled their pent-up sexual frustration into their bickering and arguments
Meredith quickly got up leaving Derek's gleaming playful eyes behind her to dance all on their own. She never did find her underwear and he loved watching her walk away. Meredith turned back and gave him a withering stare.
"You better enjoy the view now Derek, because you won't be seeing anymore for the rest of the summer." She told him haughtily and Derek's face dropped.
She laughed in victory. She had never teased that one before and it really looked like he believed her.
After a few moments, he heard Meredith and Amy talking in the distance. Dumb mutterings from his sister about needing to tell Mer something about her current boyfriend and fireworks starting soon. He quickly pulled himself together and composed himself. Waiting a safe moment before making his way back to the party himself.
Later that night the fireworks started, and Amy was back with her boyfriend and Mark was beside him with his current fling. Meredith was standing in front of him beside his sister and he could feel her body heat. She turned and her green eyes caught his. For a moment his defenses were down, and his eyes bore into hers. The way she looked in the moonlight with her hair pulled back and cascading down long past her shoulders, little blonde whisps loose from her ponytail and her lips plump and rosy from their earlier escapades. It took everything in him not to kiss her right then and there. His eyes were communicating words that his mouth couldn't or at least wouldn't. He looked over breaking the stare to see Mark eyeing him. He offered a small smile, but Mark's look said it all. Luckily his sister was caught up in her boyfriend and so he continued staring ahead at the firework display his father was putting on. They were beautiful but, in that moment, he wished he could really watch them with Meredith instead of just at the same time as her. None of this mattered though, because this was just a summer fling that would die down in September once they were back in school and separated from the other.
After fireworks, most of the younger adults went back into the Shephard family pool while the older adults sat around and drank enjoying the night and celebration.
For the rest of the evening Derek couldn't find a way to get Meredith alone as Amy seemed to want her right by her side. Meredith didn't make as much eye contact with him as usual either which made him nervous that she really meant it when she said that tonight was the last night. He felt bad that he possibly took it too far with the "fucking" comment. He didn't mean to make her feel cheap because she wasn't. He wasn't sure what exactly it was that they were doing but it wasn't nothing and it felt different than his casual sex in the past.
Once everyone returned home and it was just the Shephard's to clean up the mess, he snuck upstairs and peered outside his window to see if her light was on. Luckily for them, he could see her room from his which made it easy to know when the other was available. He noticed that all her lights were off and found her number on speed dial. They didn't really have conversations, just quick texts with short jabs and plans to sneak around and meet up.
He took a breath and clicked her name waiting for the ringing to commence.
"Hello" she answered confused with a twinge of annoyance.
"Hey" he replied
They were quiet for a moment.
"I have your panties." He blurted
"What?" She asked. Her voice sounded hoarse like she had been sleeping and he woke her up.
"I had put them in my pocket during, well you know..." He replied haughtily. She could just see the smirk on his face at the innuendo.
"Creep" She retorted.
"You're lucky that I have them and stored them safely in my pocket. Anyone could have found them out on the bank, Amy, Mark, even my dad." He teased.
"Yeah right, you probably put them in your pocket on purpose so that I would have to go back to the party underwear-less and uncomfortable all night long."
He laughed heartily "Your discomfort was just an added benefit."
"I hate you." She breathed angrily.
"You don't. Not even close and that's what makes this so interesting."
"You think awfully high of yourself." She retorted
"Just hiding my pain" he replied amused.
"So, are you going to give me my underwear back or what?" She asked aggravated.
"You know I much prefer taking underwear off of you to the latter."
"I do know, which is why me refusing to sleep with you for the rest of the summer is going to be so painful for you."
"I don't think you're very immune to my charms Mer." He teased
"Do you really want to test me and find out?" She replied.
"As intriguing as that is, I have a much better idea."
"Oh yeah, what?"
"Come over."
"Why would I do that? You stole my panties. Your egotism has reached new levels and you're unbelievably stupid."
"Come on. You know you want to see me, and I definitely want to see you." His voice lowered at the end of his sentence, and he could just see Meredith rolling her eyes, but he waited on bated breath for her reply.
"Fine." She conceded
"Yes?" he asked.
"I said fine. Is Amy asleep?"
"How should I know?"
Meredith rolled her eyes and hung up the phone and hopped out of bed. She carefully walked across the hallway careful to not disturb her mom in case she was home and descended the steps. She didn't know why she even agreed to see him except for the fact that she just wanted to. Her whole life she did everything to please everyone else and she just wanted this for herself.
She opened her front door to see Derek standing there with a charming smile.
"What are you a stalker now on top of being a creep?" she whispered, and he glared.
"Nice shirt." He replied taking in her form.
She was dressed in his Clash t-shirt that she borrowed after one of their bedroom escapades. She said she needed something cozy, and he found himself offering her his favorite t-shirt and couldn't help but notice how good it looked on her. Underneath the t-shirt was a pair of soft shorts that he could barely see seeing how oversized the t-shirt fit on her.
"So, you wear my t-shirt to bed, how sweet." He mocked her and she blushed unable to come up with a counter argument.
"Hey, it looks better on you than it does on me." He told her sincerely.
"Of course, it does, I'm hotter than you." She replied earning a smirk out of him. Their eyes danced in mischief up to their old games.
"What does that say about you that you're screwing someone you think is beneath you?" he countered
"I'm charitable, what can I say, we all have our downfalls." She told him shrugging, eyes full of gleam and he took the loss.
"Mhmmm" he remarked.
"Can we please leave my front porch before Ellis hears us and dismembers us both with a scalpel."
"We can" he told her with a smile walking carefully off the Grey's front porch and down the walkway to his parents' house leading them to the Shephard backyard. He made his way over to the tire swing and took a seat looking up at her expectantly.
"We're not going up to your room?" she asked.
"Not tonight." he told her kicking his feet back and swinging forward.
"Your ego so large that you needed an audience for this?" Meredith asked crossing her arms.
"You know I'm not that much of an egomaniac that you make me out to be. I think I'm pretty humble. I never brag about the fact that I'm the top of my class at Harvard Med or that I'm insanely good looking" he replied playfully
"You just proved my point and you're not that good looking." She said with a slight laugh
"Maybe not tonight, but that first night we got together when I was wearing my red shirt after a date with whatever her name was, I was good looking that night. I was so good looking in fact that you took advantage of me. With my sister just in the other room too." He mocked
"I did not. You've been waiting years for us to….. go there." Meredith stated blushing.
"So have you." He stated. He watched her look down. He knew she enjoyed whatever this was as much as he did, but she had more of a problem hiding it from Amy.
"Derek, what are we doing out here?" She asked changing the subject.
"You know I love that my dad does this big party for my mom every year. He knows how much she loves it, and he just likes to see her happy. And the fireworks, he out does himself every year with them. Earlier, I kept thinking, I wish I could watch the fireworks with you." He told her sincerely.
"What would everyone think?" Meredith replied.
"I don't care what everyone thinks. Not Mark. Not my parents. Not my sister. I know she's your best friend but Meredith, we're not doing anything wrong."
"Amy's all I have" she told him looking deeply into his eyes. She just wanted him to get it, to get why she wanted to stay in this bubble with him. She just wanted this for herself, not to share with Amy or get Amy's opinion on, not for Amy to tell her to stop because if she did, she would stop because she loved Amelia.
"That can't be true." Derek replied
"It is. This may come as a surprise to you, but Ellis isn't exactly mother of the year. All I have is your sister. She's, my person. If she didn't want us to do this, then we'd have to stop. And it would be over."
"This is your life Mer and mine. I want to spend time with you. I want to have fun with you. I don't care if my sister doesn't like it."
Meredith sighed watching Derek's eyes in the moonlight. They were mesmerizing and felt like home. He intrigued her and made her nervous. She could never gauge where his mind was at. One moment he would tease her and the next he seemed so sincere that she thought maybe he wanted more out of this. She didn't even know what she wanted out of it; she just knew she never wanted her summer to end.
He still sat in his parent's tire swing with Meredith closely holding onto the rope holding the swing up.
"What happens when the summer is over?" she asked
"I don't want to think about that." He sighed running his hands through his dark locks. Truthfully, he didn't know how he could continue whatever this was with Meredith once the summer ended and he didn't know how he could go without it either. It was a no-win situation, and they probably should have never crossed the line, but they did and there was no turning back, no reset button and no taking it back now.
His arms reached out to grab her around the waist looking up into her eyes.
"Can we just take this thing on faith?" he asked softly.
"On faith?" she asked skeptical
"Yeah, we just…. Live. Enjoy each other. In any capacity we want." Derek murmured bringing her closer and moving up to kiss her mouth.
"Just live" Meredith repeated bringing her mouth back to his. He smiled through the kiss his hands reaching under her shirt wrapping around her bare skin.
He deepened the kiss and her body responded quickly inching closer to him until he held her between his legs, his hands still stroking the skin under her clothes and her hands around his face.
They heard a cough and Meredith jumped back. Michael Shephard looked at them both with a smirk and Meredith's eyes grew wide. Michael Shephard was a jovial man who always had a light-hearted nature about him but still a commanding presence. Meredith had never seen him angry throughout all her years of hanging out with Amy, but she got the sense that if he ever was angry, you better run because it would be lethal. Luckily, he seemed to have a soft spot for Meredith always making sure she had what she needed at home and having her stay for dinner on nights that Ellis wasn't around which was often.
"I thought I heard a noise out here." Michael stated calmly.
"Hi, Mr. Shephard" Meredith said nervously
"Hi Meredith" he told her with a knowing smile.
"Dad, we were just…" Derek started but trailed off
"Just sneaking around in the middle of the night." Michael asked with his brow raised his voice slightly sterner.
Derek sighed in defeat and couldn't seem to mask his sheepish grin.
"How long has this been going on?" Michael asked gesturing between the two of them.
"Not long" Meredith blurted panic in her eyes.
"Just a few weeks" Derek supplied looking between Meredith and his dad. He was calmer than she was and seemed way less fazed by his father's interruption.
Michael shook his head in amusement "I take it you want to keep this between the two of you?" he asked looking at Meredith.
She nodded and he supplied a slight nod in understanding.
"I'm going to go out front and make sure the rest of the fireworks are cleaned up and when I come back here, I expect you both to be inside your own homes. Am I clear? I don't want my wife upset especially on her birthday." he stated with a firm tone that surprised them both.
"Yes Mr. Shepherd." Meredith supplied quickly.
Michael turned his attention to Derek waiting for him to acknowledge his request.
"Yeah dad" he said, and Michael smiled "Good." He nodded and gave them a sideways glance before walking away muttering under his breath.
"If you weren't so noisy, you wouldn't have gotten us caught." Derek whispered harshly to Meredith fueling up the tension again when his dad was out of sight.
"Aren't you like 25 years old? Why are you still living with your parents anyways?" Meredith supplied crossing her arms over her chest.
"You're going to regret that when I'm a big shot neurosurgeon living in my penthouse buying $8 coffee's and marrying my first trophy wife." He teased standing up from the swing.
"I unlike you aren't impressed with material things. I have more substance." Meredith told him aggravated.
"Mhmmm, let's get you home before my dad gets back or worse tell's Amy." He teased knowing the last part of his sentence would bug her. She gave him another glare, but he took her hand anyway and led her towards her house.
"Try to keep it down this time so Ellis doesn't find out and actually cut me up with that scalpel of hers" he teased holding her hands lightly on her front porch.
Meredith rolled her eyes "I don't even think she's home"
"Oh yeah?" Derek asked with a gleam in his eyes.
"You're so not coming up." she told him laughing.
"I don't have to come upstairs to do the thing I want to do to you" he hummed moving closer to Meredith and leaning down to bring her in for a kiss.
Meredith wrapped her arms around his neck allowing the kiss and deepening it at once. Her mouth still tasted like summer, but the strawberry ice-cream was fainter now. His hands rubbed up and down her back holding her close to him. She kissed him back passionately and very easily the kiss was getting heated. He had to force himself to break it and step back. It took more restraint that he was comfortable with, and he would be the last to admit that when they were like that it was dizzying to him. He felt disoriented and happier than he had ever been.
"Goodnight Mer" he breathed his eyes hazy looking at her as if she alone set the moon.
"Night Derek" she told him but didn't move from her spot. She herself was in her own sort of daze. The kind of daze that occurs when a young girl is falling in love for the first time before she even really knows what love is.
He ran his hands through his hair and couldn't help the smile that played on his face. The kind of smile that scrunched up his crooked nose and created soft crinkle lines by his eyes.
"This is something isn't it?" he asked her softly looking into her eyes. They were shining brightly in the moonlight.
"I think so" she whispered tucking a piece of her blonde hair behind her ear, her gaze never leaving his.
"Yeah" he answered as if someone took his breath away. He couldn't wipe the smile off his face. Their defenses were down, and this was when they were at their best.
"I don't know why anyone does drugs" she told him softly crossing her arms lightly and leaning against her front door frame.
He gave her a grin "I should- "he started gesturing to his house implying that it was time to get home.
"You should" she replied smiling back at him.
With one final smile, he left the Grey's front porch making his way back to his parent's house to go to sleep and dream of Meredith Grey.
FINISH –
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