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Mel King was a creature of habit.
There was a specific sort of choreography to her life beyond the chaos of the Emergency Department. A carefully controlled routine, a color-coded calendar, a rigid set of rituals that kept her grounded enough to keep showing up day after day, to keep on doing the work that was required of her to save lives.
Everything was going fine for Mel. Her personal life was predictable, unexciting, and perfectly fulfilling, thank you very much.
Enter Frank Langdon, agent of chaos.
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They were friends.
And yeah, maybe the ring on his finger sort of burned when he looked at her sometimes, even though it was just for show, now.
It was just easier to let her keep thinking he was still married to Abby. Safer.
It raised less eyebrows about the nature of their friendship when the ring stayed on while he was at work, the weight on his finger reminding him not to say or do anything stupid.
It also made it a little less creepy when the pet names started slipping out.
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24 May 2026
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the side that no one’s rooting for (but you stand by me) by whenwelostourmagic
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
08 Sep 2025
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“Those the same hands we let you operate in the ER with, Whittaker?”
Frank’s voice cuts through the din, not exactly booming but stern and authoritative. The group clams up as Frank deposits the two cocktails for Samira and Trinity on the table, out of the way of the beer spillage.
“I asked you a question.”
“I - uh - it was —“
“You need to watch what you’re doing. Someone could have gotten seriously hurt.” His tone is dripping in hostility and poor Whittaker wilts under the scorn. Santos’ mouth twists unpleasantly and she takes a deep breath like she’s revving up to go toe to toe with Frank. “I mean, seriously, what were you thinking —“
“Frank,” Mel interjects, if only to stop the shouting match that is about to erupt.
Frank turns to her, the tension leaving his face all at once. He studies her in that clinical way of his, scanning her body from head to toe, making his own mental diagnosis of what’s wrong and how to fix it. “Let’s get you cleaned up, yeah?”
Or, Frank is an asshole to everyone. Except when it comes to Mel. And Mel likes that.
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21 May 2026
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Her thoughts are as follows: If Subject A (Mel) shows signs of discomfort, Subject B (Frank) will try to help, and vice versa. Therefore, if A is in need of a replacement for an article of clothing, B will do his best to provide A with one.
It’s shaky logic, all things considered, but it’s enough.
All that’s left is for Mel to put her hypothesis to the test.
Or: Mel can’t stop stealing Frank’s clothes. It’s becoming quite the problem.
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20 May 2026
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When he finds the courage to leave the comfort of her steam shrouded bathroom, he makes his way out to the living room.
He stops in his tracks when he hears her, a fond smile etching onto his face.
He’s careful to disguise his footsteps on the vinyl floor, not wanting her to stop. He was rapidly beginning to realize he could listen to her sing forever.
She flits around the kitchen, alternating between humming and singing along to whatever music played in her ear, and all Frank can do is watch.
“Oh!” She says with a jolt when she finally notices him, “Frank! How are you feeling? I made spaghetti…spaghetti’s okay, right?”
“Yeah.” He nodded, “Yeah, spaghetti’s okay.”
She shuffles out of the kitchen a few moments later with two bowls in tow, “We can sit at the table, the couch…whatever you’re most comfortable with. If you want we can put something on the TV, that’s what Becca usually likes to do…”
“I like when you sing.” He can’t stop the words from coming, and he doesn’t regret them one bit when he watches her face change shades if only slightly.
“Oh.”
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