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Title: Hot for Doctor
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paynesgrey
Rating: PG
Pairings/Characters: Monica/Mohinder
Word Count: 512
Spoilers: Season 2
Notes: Written for the "Right and Wrong" challenge for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
heroes_contest. Information on the dance found here.
Summary: They were just friends, and it had to stay that way. And as his friend, she had to deter her thoughts away from the temptation to seduce him.
Hot for Doctor
Monica pursed her lips together and took a deep breath.
They were just friends, and it had to stay that way. And as his friend, she had to deter her thoughts away from the temptation to seduce him.
It was the right thing to do.
And by God, she wasn’t much of a seductress anyway, and even having thoughts of accosting the poor doctor seemed sinful to her.
Mohinder Suresh was not ‘some guy’ she could just fantasize about, hoping down the line there’d be something more. He was helping her develop her abilities – giving her a purpose in life.
Not to mention he was much older than she was, and he probably thought she was just a kid. She was just another statistic with amazing abilities to further his father’s research.
“Why don’t you try this one?” He handed her a DVD. She took it from his hand, and he eagerly watched her reaction. She glanced at the title and scrunched her brow in curiosity.
“The Art of Kathakali, a Traditional Indian Dance?” She felt her cheeks go hot. He wants me to dance? she thought.
Mohinder cleared his throat and smiled confidently. She wondered if he had noticed her obvious embarrassment, and she felt silly for trying to find an implication in his request.
“Yes. I thought you’d like a reprieve from martial arts and gymnastics. This is something that obviously requires a great deal of control, but I thought it could also be recreational and meditative.” He paused, and the air between them suddenly felt heavy and awkward. He tapped the DVD case with his finger and began to drone on about the significance behind the dance. “The Kathakali is a very refined Indian dance; it originates to the courts of Kerala, and is approximately three centuries old. Typically, dancers wear beautiful costumes and elaborate makeup, singing Sanskrit text from epics and mythologies.”
Monica stared at him dumbfounded, and once again she was mesmerized by the way Mohinder explained things. His didactic babble with that thick accent became something of an aphrodisiac to her, rather than some typical boring lecture.
“Th—Thanks, Dr. Suresh,” she said, smiling softly. He nodded, and she couldn’t resist adding to his enthusiasm.
“Do you want me to try it out right now? You could watch.” She purred, as she leaned her body slightly closer to him, teetering on the edge of his personal space.
Mohinder’s smile faltered momentarily and it was her turn to play on supposed implications. Monica smiled brightly and tugged his sleeve, directing them both into the Company lounge with the large screen TV.
“Of course…” he stuttered, following behind her dutifully. She surmised he didn’t expect her to try out the video with him, and he probably assumed she’d learn on her own time for relaxation.
Monica inwardly scoffed. Where was the fun in that?
To put her initial fears to rest, she knew that flirting with the clueless geneticist was definitely the wrong thing to do.
So then why did she want to do it even more?
END
Title: Hot for Doctor
Author:
paynesgreyRating: PG
Pairings/Characters: Monica/Mohinder
Word Count: 512
Spoilers: Season 2
Notes: Written for the "Right and Wrong" challenge for
heroes_contest. Information on the dance found here.Summary: They were just friends, and it had to stay that way. And as his friend, she had to deter her thoughts away from the temptation to seduce him.
Hot for Doctor
Monica pursed her lips together and took a deep breath.
They were just friends, and it had to stay that way. And as his friend, she had to deter her thoughts away from the temptation to seduce him.
It was the right thing to do.
And by God, she wasn’t much of a seductress anyway, and even having thoughts of accosting the poor doctor seemed sinful to her.
Mohinder Suresh was not ‘some guy’ she could just fantasize about, hoping down the line there’d be something more. He was helping her develop her abilities – giving her a purpose in life.
Not to mention he was much older than she was, and he probably thought she was just a kid. She was just another statistic with amazing abilities to further his father’s research.
“Why don’t you try this one?” He handed her a DVD. She took it from his hand, and he eagerly watched her reaction. She glanced at the title and scrunched her brow in curiosity.
“The Art of Kathakali, a Traditional Indian Dance?” She felt her cheeks go hot. He wants me to dance? she thought.
Mohinder cleared his throat and smiled confidently. She wondered if he had noticed her obvious embarrassment, and she felt silly for trying to find an implication in his request.
“Yes. I thought you’d like a reprieve from martial arts and gymnastics. This is something that obviously requires a great deal of control, but I thought it could also be recreational and meditative.” He paused, and the air between them suddenly felt heavy and awkward. He tapped the DVD case with his finger and began to drone on about the significance behind the dance. “The Kathakali is a very refined Indian dance; it originates to the courts of Kerala, and is approximately three centuries old. Typically, dancers wear beautiful costumes and elaborate makeup, singing Sanskrit text from epics and mythologies.”
Monica stared at him dumbfounded, and once again she was mesmerized by the way Mohinder explained things. His didactic babble with that thick accent became something of an aphrodisiac to her, rather than some typical boring lecture.
“Th—Thanks, Dr. Suresh,” she said, smiling softly. He nodded, and she couldn’t resist adding to his enthusiasm.
“Do you want me to try it out right now? You could watch.” She purred, as she leaned her body slightly closer to him, teetering on the edge of his personal space.
Mohinder’s smile faltered momentarily and it was her turn to play on supposed implications. Monica smiled brightly and tugged his sleeve, directing them both into the Company lounge with the large screen TV.
“Of course…” he stuttered, following behind her dutifully. She surmised he didn’t expect her to try out the video with him, and he probably assumed she’d learn on her own time for relaxation.
Monica inwardly scoffed. Where was the fun in that?
To put her initial fears to rest, she knew that flirting with the clueless geneticist was definitely the wrong thing to do.
So then why did she want to do it even more?
END
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on 2008-01-31 04:53 am (UTC)no subject
on 2008-01-31 05:02 am (UTC)I never intended it to be anything more than this, but I'm glad so many people want more.