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When Baran finds herself lonely and a bit tipsy while closing up the bar for the night, she texts her girlfriend, Samira, to see what she's up to.
aka Samira comes over to the bar and Baran fingers her on the pool table.
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“Doctor Al-Hashimi,” Samira began, folding her arms across her chest. “Before you say anything, I’d like to start by saying it wasn’t my intention to avoid you.”
Al-Hashimi's eyebrow lifted. “When? Now or three years ago?”
Samira winced, not expecting her to be so straightforward.
“I…” Samira swallowed. “I don’t know what to say.”
To her surprise, Baran waved her off.
"You don't have to say anything," Al-Hashimi said gently. "As your new attending, I'd rather we start fresh. Leave everything that happened before where it belongs—in the past."
Samira stared at her for a moment, unsure what to say. She hadn't expected it to be that easy.
Just forget it?
or: Samira tries to rewrite her wrongs with her new but familiar attending.
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You're a struggling student with too many bills and not enough cash. Baran is a doctor with too much cash and not enough time for a relationship. The two of you meet in the middle.
Baran promises to take care of you, but doesn't promise commitment. However, you might just be the one to capture her heart for the first time in a long, long time...
Or, a sugar baby reader x Baran fic
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you have been dating your girlfriend, baran, for about 6 months when she asks you to come with her to celebrate nowruz and meet her family. suffice to say, you’re scared shitless.
(med!school au, you and baran are about 23 years old)
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Victoria looked at Trinity, hoping, praying to see something casual in her expression, something she could handle, but instead found fierce intensity. Trinity looked like she was devouring her with her eyes.
She must have been imagining it. Either she was dreaming, fast asleep in her bed at home, or she was somehow hallucinating.“…What?” she finally worked up the nerve to ask.
Trinity didn’t respond. Not verbally, at least. Instead, Victoria stared with wide eyes and parted lips, as if anticipating what she prayed was coming, as Trinity slowly raised her hand to Victoria’s face. Cupping her cheek. She moved so carefully, like if she made too sudden a move Victoria would be scared away.
She moved towards her, gently, steadily, leaning over the cards that separated their positions on the bed.Series
- Part 1 of Crashtos