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Caroline: What beautiful eyes
Morgan: yeah, I know mom she's my girlfriend.
hate tgd writers, YOU CAN’T TELL ME THIS IS A NORMAL ENCOUNTER BETWEEN A WORKER COLLEAGUE AND A MOTHER??? NO THIS IS GIRLFRIEND AND MOM MEETING
Bullshit
A Breznick Fanfiction
Warnings: Strong language (very unlike me, I know) Season three spoilers
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"YOU DON'T FUCKING TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" Claire screamed at Morgan as they stomped into the locker room. "I'M NOT TELLING YOU WHAT TO DO, CLAIRE. WHAT I'M SAYING IS THAT WHAT YOU DID WAS STUPID," Morgan slammed the locker shut with such force it shook the room.
"It wasn't your God damn fault that they died," Her compassionate side was something nobody ever saw, but she was willing to show Claire. She was willing to show Claire every side of her in return for trust. "You're just telling me the same thing I told Shaun," Dr. Browne snarled. Gosh, it was weird watching their personalities swap.
"I'M NOT TELLING YOU THE SAME THING YOU TOLD SHAUN." Morgan's hands were out in Claire's face, their tight grip that would've triggered her arthritis being drowned from the emotions Reznick felt. "IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT THAT NEIL DIED. IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT THAT YOUR MOTHER DIED. AND I KNOW YOU KNOW IT, Claire… I know you think it's true but it's not," The tears that prickled at the sides of both of their eyes dared to fall. Don't show that you love her, Don't show that you love her.
"BUT IT IS! I SHOULD'VE THROWN THE BOTTLE OUT WITH THE REST-" Claire rose from the bench. "HOW IN HELL WERE YOU SUPPOSED TO KNOW?"
"BECAUSE SHE'S MY MOTHER AND SHE'S INSANE!" Hot, unwelcomed tears pooled like crazy at the mention of that night. Memories of the ashes and the blood, how she will never look at that same wine again.
"Leave. Get your shit and leave." Morgan narrowed her eyes at the bitchy girl's command. "I'm not leaving and neither are you. Not until you realize that it wasn't your fault!" Claire threw herself back onto the bench. "YEAH WELL, IT WON'T MATTER BECAUSE THAT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN! I'm never going to live down on either of those deaths," Morgan sighed, "I'm not asking you to,"
"WELL, THEN WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT? BECAUSE IT WON'T CHANGE. NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY–HOW HARD I TRY–EVERYDAY I WILL WAKE UP AND THINK ABOUT THE DEATHS OF EVERY PATIENT HERE, EVERY MOTHER OR FATHER, EVERY CHILD, SISTER, BROTHER… Every Doctor," Both of their hearts ached.
"What makes you think I don't either? What about Audrey, or Park? WE ALL KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LOSE SOMEONE, CLAIRE." Now it was her turn to cry. "I THREW MY CAREER OUT THE DAMN WINDOW to GIVE SOMEONE THEIR LIFE BACK! You don't think that's hard?"
"You don't think finally opening up again than losing another person is hard?" She was referring to Melendez… God, how Morgan hated how she talked about him. "YOU DON'T SEE ME SAYING IT'S NOT! IT IS. IT FUCKING IS. BUT OTHER PEOPLE HAVE LOST JUST AS MUCH AS YOU HAVE!"
Reznick hated everything about Claire in this one moment. Everything she would fantasize about, she now dreaded. Her love shattered almost as fast as it was perceived. "Claire, you need help. There are people to help you, I'll help you."
She rolled her eyes at what she made out to be Morgan's "act". " I DON'T NEED HELP, AND I DON'T NEED IT FROM YOU!" Claire stormed out of the room just like how they came in, except only this time, Morgan was left in the seating area. Face of makeup now smeared and messy from the anguish.
It was bullshit. Bullshit that she ever wanted to kiss her all day and night. Bullshit that she even let herself love another again. BULLSHIT BECAUSE SHE UNDERSTOOD, she just couldn't say anything.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Good Doctor (TV 2017) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Claire Browne/Morgan Reznick Characters: Claire Browne, Morgan Reznick, Alex Park, Neil Melendez, Audrey Lim Additional Tags: Arguing, Angry claire and morgan, CLAIRGAN Summary:
Morgan and Claire get in an argument about their dilemmas
Almost There...
A Breznick fanfiction
Claire felt Morgan's head drop down to her shoulder. It was a long night, she understood Morgan was tired, but she could've at least waited till she got home, right?
At least it wasn't some stranger…
Yet again, it was Morgan Reznick.
She looked down at the soft blond, for some reason -not just because of this crazy night- Morgan looked physically and emotionally drained. Not more than she felt, for sure… but this Morgan looked like she had nothing to hide. It was different.
And great, now Claire was dwelling over her fri- co-workers health, she didn't even like Morgan that much.
All these thoughts that went through her head suddenly made her think differently of her. For fucks sake, it's been 2 minutes.
If her opinion on someone she's hated for at least two years can change just like that then she should have the strength to get over her mother's death.
She noticed the street signs starting to look familiar and realized she was getting closer to her bus stop. She looked to Morgan then the houses outside of the bus.
She gently nudged the blond to wake her, having to do it again because Morgan didn't budge.
"Morgan…" she whispered, her smooth voice coaxing Morgan senses.
Waking up to little strands of Claire's hair in her face, so close she could smell the scent of her shampoo, was something Reznick wanted to get used to. The warmth of her shoulder under her head was just so comforting.
A small whine escaped Morgan's closed lips from the back of her throat, Claire swooned at the sound.
Falling into what she would blame to be Morgan's trap, she sighed and reached her hand forward. She gently caressed the sleepy doctor's jawline and pushed her head back into the previous position she was rested in.
Claire let her hand wander up to the top of Morgan's head and brushed the stray hair that had fallen in front of her face out of the way, messaging her temples delicately.
"Almost home, don't worry," She whispered again, not wanting to startle the half-asleep blond into sobriety. Morgan let out one last sigh of contentment before drifting off.
Pride Month.
A Breznick fanfiction.
Walking over to the beverages aisle, yet another pink, purple and blue item catches Claire's eyes. This is the third time today and it's been at least ten minutes since she and Morgan have walked into the store.
Morgan stopped in her tracks taking Claire's attention and focusing it on her. She walked back to the flag Claire was eyeing, the brunette subconsciously followed suit.
Once she noticed they were back in the pride aisle, Morgan was already crouched down near the bottom of the shelf with a lesbian flag in her arms.
Claire felt her cheeks heat up with realization. But the taller doctor didn't say a word about it, she didn't need to. The message has gone across.
Morgan is a lesbian, and she's letting Claire know that she shouldn't feel uncomfortable about her sexuality.
Claire fiddled with the hem of her shirt as the awkward yet understanding stillness rose between the two; only to be broken when Morgan asked what kind of soda she preferred.
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Millions of thoughts flew through Claire's mind as she carried the Dr. Pepper back to the cash register with Morgan. Morgan, who was carrying Sprite and a pride flag.
So… there was a chance of being with Morgan. But that wasn't one of the many thoughts she was thinking.
Of course, there had to be another bisexual pin to pull Claire from her trance. But this time, she looked up at Morgan, to the lesbian flag, then to the small bin of pride pins.
"I'll meet you in the car," Morgan smirked as the cashier finished scanning her things. "Uh- yeah, yeah alright…" Claire stammered, pulling out her credit card for the drink.
She glanced back at the pins.
"You know, they're only fifty cents per pin," and that's all it took. Just looking up at the cashier who had a demiboy and pansexual pin on them.
She grabbed the top bisexual one and dug around a bit till she spotted a lesbian one.
One for her and one for Morgan.
"Thanks," She smiled up at him and tapped her card on the machine. They then took out a mini bisexual flag from beneath the counter and handed it to Claire.
Giggling, she took it and waved it around a couple of times. "Have a great day, ma'am," They watched as Claire took the rest of her things and saluted her way out.
He was nice.
Claire stopped mid-way to the car and pinned on her bisexual button. It was one of the smallest gestures but it felt so good, like a huge weight was just lifted off her shoulders.
She hopped into the passenger seat of the car. Morgan put down her phone and looked up to see an ungodly happy Claire holding up a pride pin for her. Morgan could've sworn her heart actually stopped all together.
Now, there had been many, many moments where Morgan had admired Claire. When they first met, she was stunned by the doctor's beauty. But this, this moment now where Claire was beaming at her with a bisexual flag in her hand and a lesbian pin in the other, that was when Morgan knew she was done for.
There was no coming back from this crush.
She Likes Girls
A Breznick fanfiction
"Hey," a taller man giving off 'classic dad' vibes slid into the barstool next to Morgan. She did a double-take and realized he was talking to her. "Uh, hey," She gave an awkward, tight-lipped smile, aiming for her signals to hit him in the face.
"You want something to drink?" He asked. All Morgan wished was that she could disintegrate into dust in the snap of a finger. That was until this extraordinary lady strolled through the low, stained doors of this hell hole place they call a bar. She couldn't keep her eyes off her caramel skin.
"Uh, yes please," the words slipped out, unaware of the man still in front of her. "I'll take a dry Martini," Morgan slowly ripped her eyes off the pretty lass and became attentive to the situation. "I'm Alex, you?" She took a deep breath as he introduced himself. "I'm- I'm Morgan,"
Morgan watched as she came closer to the counter, her hips swaying gracefully as she walked. Looking her up and down slowly as Alex ordered her drink.
"We should slow down, I was moving too quick," he turned back to give Morgan her drink. It surprised her how nice this man was, the sudden admiration caught her off guard. "I can read the signals from a mile away," He reassured, taking a sip of alcohol.
Morgan chuckled nervously, he must've caught her checking out the chick beside him. Though she was looking down at her swirling martini, Morgan raised her head to face him with a wince. "Oh dear…" She trialled out with a ring of laughter followed by Alex.
"I say give it a shot," he took another sip.
"Woah, woah… yeah, that's oughta be a no,"
"Then why go to a bar? C'mon the worst she could do is say no, it's not like you know each other," he hesitated, slowly looking up at Morgan. "do you?"
She laughed again. "Gosh no!" Mumbling a little 'I wish' before taking another gulp of her beverage.
"Then ask her out,"
"...Alright."
She honestly didn't know what it was that made her stand up and walk towards Claire. Was it the alcohol bringing a newfound courage, was it the random stranger that just hyped her up about it? Possibly both…
Just as Morgan started to reach her she turned around, the two doctors almost knocking into each other. "Gosh, I'm so sorry, ma'am," Morgan got a good look at her eyes, a beautiful golden brown that the party lights glistened off of. Her brown sugar hair, she could just visualize getting her fingers intertwined with. Everything Morgan thought was amazing about her before was a million times better up close.
"I- I uh…" Morgan was lost for words at her sight. She looked back at Alex for a quick reassuring jester, only to watch him play with the lemon on the side of his glass. Morgan looked back at the angel in front of her and tried to gain the courage that had just fled from her back.
Morgan cleared her throat and managed to squeak out her name. "Hi, I'm Morgan," She backed up a fraction, the quick flash of disappointment in Claire’s eyes going unnoticed. "Claire, nice to meet you,"
Her smile made Morgan melt into the ground even more. Claire’s soft hands meeting her dry, cold ones made her flush, this time with embarrassment. But she didn't mind, coming face to face with the blonde, Morgan’s hands were the least of her interests.
"Uh- would you like something to drink?" Morgan hasn’t asked out a girl before, being new to this endeavour made her much more anxious.
"I… just got something to drink," she smiled, trying to ease the tension.
"Oh-"
"But, I would love to sit with you,"
A grin grew where her upset expression currently was.
"Great!"
Breznick watching stars 🥺
The stars are there I swear
The Good Doctor fanart
Really quick (and messy) Breznick doodle...
I need to get better 😅
Made it digital because why not!?
Who else kinda wants to know what would happen if Breeze didn't interrupt Claire and Morgan's little date thing...?
Like,,, if you have any ideas, tell me...
I want Claire to have that second mimosa with Morgan 🥺
I know Morgan does too!!!
Masterlist
Lidocaine Numbs The Pain
Words: 691
Pairing: Morgan Reznick x Claire Browne
Summary: Morgan gets a busted lip and Claire wants to help
She Likes Girls
Words: 640
Pairings: Morgan Reznick x Claire Browne, Morgan Reznick x Alex Park (Platonic)
Summary: Alex walks up to Morgan at a bar and types her up to ask out Claire.
Bullshit
Words: 604
Pairing: Morgan Reznick x Claire Browne
Warnings: Strong language
Summary: Claire and Morgan get in a fight
I Didn't Want You To Be Alone
Words: 1,130
Pairing: Morgan Reznick x Claire Browne
Summary: Morgan's afraid of the storm and Claire comforts her.
*requested*
Almost There...
Words: 366
Pairing: Morgan Reznick x Claire Browne
Summary: Morgan's tired and Claire's cold.
Pride Month
Words: 542
Pairing: Morgan Reznick x Claire Browne
Summary: Morgan notices Claire eyeing the bisexual items and goes out of her way to make sure Claire feels appreciated.
Evan Morgan Reznick
Words: 1,360
Pairing: Morgan Reznick x Claire Browne
Summary: Breznick soulmate AU
Ampu-tea
Words: 585
Pairing: Morgan Reznick x Claire Browne, Alex Park & Claire Browne, Morgan Reznick & Alex park, Morgan Reznick & Audrey Lim, Claire Browne & Audrey Lim
Summary: Alex and Claire mess around with a nerf gun
If we don't get a Breznick goodbye the good doctor can kiss my ass.
Breznick edit 😌💖😤💝💘💓🥺