#chicago med one shot
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𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐞
*Gif not mine credits to the owner*
• Pairing: Will Halstead x Female!Reader.
• Requested by @klovesreading: I was wondering if you could do a story where the reader is married to Will but is a detective with Jay and is really close with Jay. But one day a case goes bad and the reader gets shot and almost dies and just a lot of angst but the reader survives in the end!
• Warnings: mention of blood, drugs, gunshots, tiny bit of angst and swearing.
• Word count: 5018.
• A/N: this is my first Will Halstead fic and it’s ugly as fuck, I don’t like one bit how it turned out 😭 you can actually notice I didn’t want to write anything else but I know if I kept going it would’ve ended up being so much longer than this so here is this piece of shit. I hope you’ll like it anyway but please bear with me 😭 comment, like and reblog if you want. I love you all so much ❤️
You, Will and Jay had been good friends for as long as you could remember.
The three of you grew up in the same neighborhood, your families being friends for a very long time. They were like big brothers to you or, at least, only one of them was.
You never managed to hide the crush you had on the redhead since you were a teenager, no one missed this detail – not even Jay who never wasted time teasing you about your crush on his brother – only Will seemed to not to see it.
You spent years of your adolescence and youth pining for him, trying to suppress your feelings knowing he didn't feel the same. You tried to move on, you had some boyfriends but it always ended the same way: you leaving them because you could never completely get Will out of your head. And as time passed you had resigned yourself to it, accepting you’d never be anything other than best friends.
There was a time when the three of you drifted apart, Will had gone to medical school, Jay had joined the army and left to go overseas and you spent a lot of time training to get in the police academy.
But fate really seemed to work in wonderful ways.
You thought you’d never reconnect with the Halstead brothers again but this was proven wrong when one day you met Jay at the police academy. You were a patrol cop with about two years of experience and he had just joined the Chicago PD after returning from his mission overseas.
And just like that you learned that Will had recently returned to Chicago and started working at Med's. It was as if time had never passed for the three of you, returning to having the deep bond that had united you since childhood.
But just as you thought your love for Will had somehow passed, it was enough for you to spend just a day with him to understand those deep feelings had never faded and that Will would forever be in your heart.
As time passed though, Will realized he was starting to look at you differently, continually craving your company. He didn't know when it happened or how it happened but he found himself inexorably losing his mind for you, in a way that shouldn't have happened with his best friend.
So for an amount of time you found yourselves lusting for each other from afar without either of you growing any balls and confessing your feelings.
The turning point came when the morning after spending a night at the bar and drinking too many shots and cocktails, you woke up in Will's bed with only a sheet covering your body. You were both too drunk the night before to remember what had happened but that blurry sexual encounter didn’t only happen once.
In fact after this rendezvous, it was as if a magnetic force attracted both of you and no matter how much you both fought it, one way or another you ended up having sex at one or the other's house.
Jay's teasing was pure torture as he could see from miles away that something really had happened between the two of you.
It was Will who confessed his love first, in the grip of emotions and no longer able to pretend you were just friends with benefits for even a second. You told him it took him a long time and that you loved him madly too, and the rest was history.
So here you were several years later, married to the love of your life and living the fairy tale you've always dreamed about.
“Babe please…” you sighed, eyes half closed as his lips worked their magic on that particular spot on your neck. You had to go to work but that seemed to take a backseat as your mind was completely dazzled by the hurricane that was your husband.
His arms wrapped around your hips and his hands went down to your ass, which they squeezed and groped without any shame. That made you sigh as you wrapped your arms around his neck, threading your fingers through his soft hair and pulling it lightly.
“Fuck,” he hissed, making him lose the last bit of control he had in his body and you grinned knowing how much he liked it when you pulled his hair. Before you could say or do anything, his lips had captured yours in a deep, passionate kiss as you took slow steps towards the bed
You both fell onto the mattress, bouncing slightly and you both let out a laugh before kissing again, him on top of you. It didn't take long for both of you to undress and throw all your clothes on the floor, losing yourself inexorably in each other.
Needless to say, you arrived at Intelligence incredibly late, thanking all the angels in heaven when you realized Voight hadn't arrived yet by the time you entered the unit.
“Why were you late?” Jay asked as soon as you arrived, handing you a cup of coffee he had set aside for you. He only had to look at you for his question to be answered, the stupid smile on your lips clearer than sunlight. “Actually never mind, don't answer. You're disgusting.“
“Hey! First of all you asked and second, go talk to your brother, he’s always so insatiable,” you replied with the sole purpose of annoying the younger Halstead. You succeeded in your aim when an expression of pure disgust and horror appeared on his face.
“You make me sick I don't want to know about you having sex with my brother for God's sake!” He exclaimed as you continued to laugh out loud.
You and Jay were now detectives and members of the Intelligence Unit for quite some time and as luck would have it, Voight even assigned you as partners. It was great to work with a friendly face, to have someone to deal with all the shit that humanity presented, to be there for each other when the other felt like everything was too hard to handle.
You and Jay continued to have a little banter but that little idyllic moment was interrupted when Voight entered the unit with Sergeant Platt and from their expressions you immediately understood they didn’t bring any good news.
Badly cut drug was circulating through the Chicago streets, causing numerous overdose victims, and there was pressure to get this case solved immediately.
Something told you this case would take much longer than necessary, so you took advantage of every free moment to text Will and update him on the evolution of the situation.
Will was afraid he’d be committed to Dr. Charles' psych ward sooner or later due to the stress your and Jay's job brought him.
He couldn't help but feel the anxiety eating his stomach up every time you told him you had some kind of field operation to do. It was a horrible feeling, having no idea what was going on out there, not being able to protect you or his brother if something horrible happened.
Every single day was a prayer. He prayed you both would come home safely, he prayed he could hug you both again at the end of each shift.
He tried not to give too much weight to his paranoid thoughts and convince himself it was only his sense of protection speaking. You and Jay were more than capable of defending yourselves even in dangerous situations, Will knew that, but that didn't make it any easier.
Many times he had wondered why neither you nor Jay had opted for a safer career, so he wouldn't risk a heart attack every time you left the house. You could’ve been teachers, or cooks, coaches, anything, but no, you both had to choose one of the most dangerous professions in the world. And so he didn't have to worry about his wife or just his brother's, but both.
His heart could only bear it to a certain extent.
And that day was no different when you texted him you and Jay were on your way to question a suspect.
Knowing you were in the district would calm him down a little since you were safe there, but knowing you were both out there with the risk of dying just around the corner was pure torture.
“How much you wanna bet he’ll run away as soon as he sees us?” You asked Jay as you got out of the car and walked towards the driveway of the house where the suspect was supposed to be. He wasn't directly involved with the drugs but, after the team started the investigations, you discovered he knew who was indeed involved and both you and Jay were determined to find out who that person was.
“Nah I pass, I know for sure this will happen so let’s just get ready to do some running,” he replied and you laughed before knocking twice loudly on the door.
“Chicago PD! Open up!” You exclaimed and you and Jay waited a few moments in which there was nothing but silence.
Jay moved away from the door and went to the window to check if there was actually anyone inside and you knocked again with two more loud thuds. “Open the door we just want to talk!”.
What happened was so quickly you wouldn't have been able to tell it if someone had asked you.
The suspect you were supposed to question – a guy in his mid-twenties – opened the door but you had your guard down so you couldn’t react as quickly as you wished. You saw him hold the gun and point it at you, you had tried as quickly as possible to take your gun from its holster but before you could do so a shot had already been fired and a bullet had already passed through your abdomen.
As you said, everything happened quickly.
The bullet shot immediately triggered Jay who quickly pulled out his gun and only then realized with pure horror you had been shot.
Before he could attempt to shoot the suspect, the bastard had already run away at the speed of light even if at that moment Jay didn't care.
He ran towards you and picking you up he dragged you away from the porch of that house, not wanting to run the risk that someone else might shot at you, and he carried you behind your car.
“Hey, hey, hey it's okay, don’t move. Everything's going to be okay, you hear me Y/n? You’ll be fine,” He tried to reassure you, to no avail as you had a bullet in your abdomen and were bleeding profusely, before immediately calling for help as panic coursed through his veins.
You were still shocked even as you lifted your head for the asphalt and saw your wound bleeding more than it should have. You tried to cover it with your hands but Jay did it for you, after taking a jacket he had in the car and pressing it to the wound.
“Shit,” you hissed. The pain was excruciating, even if the adrenaline helped to dull the sensation a little. A flood of emotions overwhelmed you, panic, fear, confusion. Your eyes looked around frantically as if to try to convince your mind you were still alive, that everything was going to be okay.
“Help is on the way Y/n, please hold on okay? You’ll be fine I’m sure,” Jay continued to babble, more to himself than to you.
“It-it hurts…” you stuttered, closing your eyes for a few moments as you felt your heart pounding in your chest.
“Hey, hey, hey, don't you dare fall asleep, just hang on for a minute. Please… Everything will be fine...“ he kept repeating.
But his voice began to reach your ears far away. That warm, burning sensation coursing through your abdomen was starting to fade and the weakness was instead starting to take over you. You were fighting so hard to try and stay awake, even though you were in that state you knew this didn’t mean anything good.
“Y/n!” Suddenly you heard Jay's voice and your eyes widened. You didn't even realize you had closed them.
“Jay can you believe…” you winched “Can you believe for just one second I will live?” You continued trying to smile seeing the way Jay was looking at you. You saw him so scared and worried for other few times in your life, and if it hadn't been for the bullet, you would probably have made fun of him.
“Of course you’l live Y/n, of course I believe it. Who will make my life a living hell if you're gone?”.
You giggled at those words. “L-look at my little brother-in-law worrying about me,” you whispered, as you got weaker with each second that passed. Your eyelids felt heavy, you were struggling to keep your eyes open, or even just to speak.
Your mind was racing, a thousand thoughts were invading it, which was in stark contrast to your physical state as you struggled to even lift your hands.
But the first thought was your husband, your beloved Will. How would he react? What would’ve he said? You hated the thought of not being the first to tell him, to comfort him knowing how worried he would be.
“No of course I’m not,” Jay replied, letting out a sound of mock disdain, making you smile weakly again. “I'm just worried about Will, I don’t care about you. I know he’s going to fucking kill me once he’ll find out.”
You tried to let out a laugh but a cough stopped it.
You fought for Will above all, because you refused to leave like this, to give up right when you were living the life of your dreams with the love you had wanted for so long. But in that moment, as your strength slowly left your body as quickly as your blood spread across the asphalt, you needed him so much.
You wanted Will, you wanted him to hold your hand, you wanted him to whisper it was going to be okay and you’d be fine in no time, you wanted him to hug you and make you forget all the pain and fear that was paralyzing you, you wanted to run a hand through his hair and tell him to calm down when he’d freak out.
And you really tried to resist.
But you were tired, so exhausted, you just wanted to be able to rest a little.
And that was exactly how you let yourself slip into the darkness of oblivion, the last thought being Will's eyes.
“Y/n? Hey! Please don't play with me right now,” Jay shook your shoulders slightly when he realized you had closed your eyes. “I know you're joking, just wake up it’s not funny.”
But nothing, he didn't receive any response.
And after several attempts to wake you up he had to accept you had lost consciousness and you weren't joking at all.
He looked around waiting for the damn ambulance to arrive and when he finally saw it from afar, he thought it was a mirage, too good to be true.
Meanwhile Will was unaware of everything that was happening out there, that his world was collapsing on him without even realizing it.
“Your tests came back normal but we'll keep you here for observation for another couple of hours just to make sure everything is fine, and we'll keep you hydrated in the meantime, okay?”.
“Okay, thank you so much Dr. Halstead.”
Will gave the lady lying on the bed a smile before leaving her room and closing the door behind him. He sanitized his hands and walked over to the nurses' station where he took the patient's medical records, updating her tests and treatment.
He couldn't help but take his cell phone from his uniform pocket, noticing with disappointment there was no message from you. He let out a sigh, trying to stay calm and convince himself he was just overreacting even if anxiety was gripping his stomach.
He put down the patient’s chart he had just seen, playing with the ring on his ring finger while a nurse informed him of the arrival of another patient who was already waiting for him.
If only he had waited a few seconds longer, if only he hadn't immediately entered that room, he would’ve seen that the person who had just entered the emergency room, unconscious, was the very last person he would’ve ever wanted to see in those circumstances, the person whose safety he worried about night and day, one of the people he loved most in the world.
Jay couldn't reach you at the hospital right away since he was waiting for Voight's orders on what to do but nevertheless he didn't stop thinking about you for a second and hoping that you were still alive.
Will treated the patient who came to the hospital following a chainsaw accident while chopping wood. With the help of a nurse, he sutured and dressed the fairly deep cut on the patient's leg while in the next room Connor and the rest of the team worked to revive you from the cardiac arrest you had just fallen into.
It took about twenty minutes for him to finish treating the patient, who he recommended to return to check the wound and assigned medicines in case of infection or pain. When he left the room, he did again what he had done earlier: disinfect his hands and update the medical records.
“Woah, what happened in there?” Will asked one of the new nurses that had recently started working when his gaze fell on the now room.
He saw the state in which that room was, copious traces of blood stained the floor on which numerous bright red patches were scattered, soaked in the same blood of the victim he thought he didn't know. The defibrillator was nearby and positioned crookedly on its trolley indicating it had been used and Will hoped that whoever it was, had managed to survive.
“A gunshot victim, bad story. She went into cardiac arrest twice but they were able to revive her and Dr. Rhodes just took her to the OR,” explained the nurse who, being new, didn't know that said victim was his superior's wife.
Will nodded, looking away from the room for a second before handing her the patient’s medical record he had just seen and putting the pen back in his white coat’s pocket.
He took out his cell phone again, noting with equal disappointment that no message had arrived from you. He sighed again before putting it down and his gaze fell on that room again.
His gaze fell on the victim's objects which were in a transparent bag placed on one of the bedside tables next to the now absent bed. He didn't want to snoop but curiosity got the better of him and he thought maybe he could help track down the family.
His heart almost stopped when he recognized your clothes in that bag.
“What the fuck?” He whispered as his brain struggled to process what he was seeing. There was a police badge, among other items. Anxiety gripped his stomach in a vice, twisting it until he almost felt like he was going to throw up.
“No, no, no, no,” he babbled to himself as his eyes continued to scan the numbers on the badge again and again.
It was yours.
No, it couldn't be true, there had to be an explanation. There had to be a reason why your badge and clothes had to be there.
While his heart continued to beat voraciously in his chest, Will continued to look among those objects. There was also the gun and a cell phone, yours.
His hands began to shake as all of his worst nightmares seemed to come true. He couldn't believe it, he just couldn't, until the very end he hoped there had been some kind of misunderstanding, that it was definitely someone else but for some strange reason they had managed to take your gun, badge, cell phone and even your bloody clothes.
But it was when he saw the ring that he felt as if a train had hit him. There was no doubt it was your ring, a ring that was stained with your own blood.
Will felt as if the ground had slipped beneath his feet, for a moment so out of his mind everything seemed to happen in a blur.
He immediately ran out of that damned room, making space among his colleagues and passers-by and running like a madman towards the ORs. He looked crazy, but he didn't care, he didn't care to stop and apologize to the people he was clashing with, he just wanted to reach you.
This can't be true, please God.
He had to make sure, it couldn't really be happening.
He didn't even wash his hands before entering the OR, he simply took a surgical mask and placed it in front of his nose before entering where Connor was operating.
If Will had to describe how he felt, he would’ve said he felt like he was dying, that he felt the air stuck in his throat and his lungs collapsing. He felt his legs give way and had to lean on the doorframe leading to the OR to avoid falling on the floor.
It was you.
It was really you.
Unconscious and with a tube down your throat, but it was you.
“Why the fuck didn't anyone call me!” Will almost shouted, his hands shaking with fear and anger, holding back the desire to run to you and grab your hand since he wasn't sterile.
“Will, get out of here,” Connor replied, looking up from your open abdomen for just a second so he could look at his friend and the desperation he had on his face.
“How is she? Connor please tell me something,” the redhead begged as his eyes filled with tears.
“Will. Out. Now.”
“I'm not going anywhere until you tell me how you she is. She's my fucking wife, I'm her husband! I have to know!”.
“This is exactly why you can't stay here! I can't operate if you're here and I'm trying to save her fucking life so get out of my OR immediately!” Rhodes exclaimed loudly, feeling guilty for the tone he had used since Will was only worried about you, but thinking it was necessary. He looked up at one of the nurses and nodded at him at which he nodded back and walked over to Will, inviting him to come outside.
“Don't fucking touch me,” Will spat through gritted teeth, his eyes shining before walking out of the OR.
He slumped against the wall and slid down until he was sitting on the floor, legs bent and elbows resting on his knees while he had his hands on his face.
What the fuck happened?
It was unbelievable, he couldn't process it.
How did you go from making love that same morning to you having surgery a step from the death?
Where the fuck was Jay? Why wasn't he there?
Will let out a sob, praying with all his heart that at least his brother was okay. God only knew he wouldn't be able to survive if Jay got hurt too.
“Will!”.
But when he heard Jay's voice calling him out, a wave of relief washed away some of the anguish that had been plaguing him. Will stood up and saw Jay running towards him. He hugged him, in tears, holding him so tight his bones almost broke.
“What the hell happened Jay? Where the fuck were you? Why didn’t you call me? You okay?” Will peppered him with questions, taking a look at his brother and noticing with horror the blood staining his shirt.
“I'm fine… I-I'm so sorry Will, this shouldn't have happened I…” Jay blathered, also scared to death even though he knew what he was feeling was nothing compared to how Will must’ve going through at that moment. He told him what had happened. “How is she?”.
Will shook his head, as if to tell him he didn't know, and collapsed, letting himself go into tears full of terror, fear, fright. Jay wrapped an arm around his shoulders and helped him sit down, trying in vain to comfort him.
What would he have done if you hadn't survived? How could he go on with his life if you weren't there?
He didn't even want to imagine it, he didn't want to find answers to these questions because there actually weren't any answers. Will couldn't be without you.
He had known you since they were only a few years old, he had grown up with you, he had laughed, he had cried, he had fun with you, he had confided to you his deepest secrets, his deepest fears, he couldn't even think of not being able to do all this anymore. He remembered your friendship with so much warmth and joy before falling in love with you without even realizing it.
You made him happy, you understood him, you were his best friend, his lover, his wife, his confidant. Loving you felt like winning the lottery, marrying you was the most beautiful gift life could ever give him, he couldn't even think that all this was hanging by just a thread.
What would he have done without your laugh, your horrible jokes, without your smile, your eyes, the warmth of your hugs? How was he going to survive?
No, no, no, she’s going to be fine. She will be okay.
You were strong, one of the strongest people he had ever met in his life, there was no difficulty you wouldn't have solved, there was no obstacle you wouldn't have overcome. If anyone could do this it was you, Will knew you were going to be okay.
He jumped up, no longer able to sit still. Time seemed to stand still, passing so slowly that every minute was pure agony.
“Will…”
“Shut up Jay!” Will exclaimed loudly, not caring about other people. Jay remained silent as he stood up as well, letting his brother vent. “Where the fuck were you! You were supposed to protect her why weren't you there?!”
Will was not thinking clearly anymore because of the anger, not anger directed towards Jay – he knew it wasn’t his fault but only of the bastard that pulled the trigger.
He approached Jay and pushed him but Jay didn't react, his heart actually clenched as he saw the suffering Will was going through. He would probably have reacted the same way if his wife was fighting between life and death.
“If anything happens to her Jay… Fuck!”.
Jay raised a hand and shook his head when one of the doctors passing by tried to intervene, telling him he had everything under control.
“She’ll be fine brother. C'mon, this is Y/n, we know her, there’s nothing that woman can’t do.”
“How do you know huh?!” Will exploded, running his hands through his hair in frustration and desperation.
“I just know Will, she’ll make it, I'm sure of it,” Jay replied more calmly, moving closer to his brother. This time he was the one to hug him although Will resisted for a while, telling him to let him go. Jay didn't do it, he continued to hug him and hold him until he gave up and returned the hug.
Will cried on Jay's shoulders for the longest time, praying with every fiber of his being and whoever was up there to make you survive, to make you okay.
“I just want her back…” he whispered, not sure if Jay had heard him.
Jay helped him sit back down. “And you’ll get her back, just have a little faith. She is so strong man, do you really think she’ll leave us like this? C’mon, she has to be here and annoy us for the rest of our lives.”
Will chuckled through his tears, his eyes so blurry he couldn't make out the objects in front of him. He and Jay sat in that waiting room, waiting for hours to hear from you as he kept desperately praying.
Will sat with his head in his hands and his elbows on his knees while he continued to move a leg obsessively.
He had always tried to calm the patients' families, never fully understanding how they must really feel. But now that he knew, he felt guilty for not trying harder.
Please stay with me baby. Please just hang on for a little bit, please fight for us.
He had never understood what it felt like to be completely useless, what it felt like to be unable to do anything for the person you loved most in the world, to be unable to do anything to prevent that person from suffering.
He had always sworn to protect you, to not let anything hurt you and he felt like a failure for not being able to do this. He wished that damned bullet had hit him, that it had been him on the operating table having to fight for his life.
At every slightest noise he jumped, hoping it was Connor bringing good news but when he finally actually saw him appear in front of him, he feared it was just a hallucination.
Connor approached Will and Jay who jumped to their feet as soon as they saw him arrive.
“How did it go? Is she okay? Please tell me he's okay, Connor,” Will stammered, his heart beating so fast he thought he was going to have a massive heart attack.
“It was tough but she did well. The bullet had hit an artery and I managed to extract it but she lost a lot of blood and the next few hours will be delicate. But I'm pretty optimistic and she'll make a full recovery.”
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Comfortable - Connor Rhodes
Requested: yes
Word count: 515
Warnings: mention of sex, that’s really it
A/n: sorry I’ve sucked at requests lately, I’ve been heavy into my fics and very into Matt who I don’t get many asks for so,,,
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You knew that your boyfriend had an… iffy childhood to say the least. His father had been the bane of his existence for as long as the surgeon could remember. Connor hated him and the feeling was mutual. So there wasn’t much affection from the older Rhodes, and considering she was gone there was none from his other either.
That would mess with anyone, going years without that sort of attention. And Connor looked for it everywhere. His college years were filled with sex, one night stands that got him through the nights.
Even before he moved back to Chicago there was never someone that he felt that connection to. Nobody that knew how to go about what he wanted.
Until you. Coming into the ED with a sprained wrist was probably the best thing that ever happened to you. Getting knocked over by a toddler and using your hand to catch your fall? Bad idea, but it led you right to a bed in the emergency room with none other than Dr. Rhodes checking it out and wrapping it up.
And soon enough that lunch you asked him to, turned into dinner, which went from a one off thing to getting drinks every few days, and eventually led to where you were now all those months later. Laying in his bed, wrapped up in his arms.
Yeah the sex was good, he had experience and therefore knew what he was doing. But he was used to the girl beside him being someone he met that day that was itching to leave either right away or at least in the morning.
But you were different. Since day one you’d shown him that you cared. That he was more than just a warm body. Instead of his arms around you, he had his head to your chest, lazily wrapped around you. “You’re comfortable.” Connor mumbled, lips squished as his check was pressed to your skin.
Lightly you laughed, lifting a hand up to rake it through his hair. “I’m glad to hear that.” You breathed out, feeling him nuzzle up to you. That was his way of showing his contentment, his face rubbing into your skin wherever he was, was the equivalent of a cat slipping through your legs, desperate to show you affection.
“I like when you do that.” He sighed out through his nose as you scratched gently at his scalp. One of the things you actually adored was the way that he felt comfortable enough with you to vocalize what he felt and what he wanted.
You looked down at him, fondness encircling your chest. “I love you.” There hadn’t felt like a better time to finally say it, being with him in his bed just holding him. Feeling his skin on yours. You just had to.
Connor lifted his head, looking back at you, eyes filled with adoration. “I love you too.” He responded softly, leaning up to press a soft kiss to your lips before leaning back down, once again snuggling into your side.
Your touch the only thing he needed.
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Accident
Connor Rhodes x Fem!Reader
A/N: cutesy little one shot that i dont rlly like but whatever. hope you guys enjoy it. I love Connor, but god I really need to pick a hyper fixation. Guess who’s loving Chicago P.D. rn???
warnings: cussing (i think), not proofread, canon typical medical talk? (i think), kissing, confrontation.
You always hated driving. Not that you sucked at it or anything, you just never trusted any other driver on the road.
It could be considered an ‘irrational fear’ but you would consider it being cautionary and safe. Nothing wrong with that. Well until you actually had to drive for yourself. Then there was everything wrong with it. The unnecessary anxiety, triple checking your surroundings, not being able to fully be comfortable. Just not your cup of tea. Especially today.
Moments like these make you miss your ex. He always drove you everywhere. It was like a deal you guys had, he would drive and you would cook. It’s not like either of you weren’t capable of doing those tasks, it’s just when you have someone else who would rather do it for you, why not?
Today however there was no avoiding you driving. You had to testify in court for a case you worked awhile back. Perks of being a detective. Well at least the plan was to testify in court. That was until about an hour ago before you got T-boned in the middle of an intersection.
A drunk driver ran a red light hitting your driver side door trapping you in the car. You became unconscious on impact, but luckily for you Firehouse 51 had been the one to respond to your accident.
You woke up in the ambulance shocked of course, but relief came over you as you realized Sylvie Brett had been your EMT.
“What happened?” You asked a little out of breath.
“Hey you’re okay. It was just a car accident. Other driver was completely fine, Burgess and Atwater took him in. You were unconscious when we found you, but we think it was just from shock. You have no major injuries besides what may be a fracture on your left forearm, we’re taking you to med to have them run some more tests.”
Processing the information, you look at your left arm to see that it is definitely broken. Lucky for you, you can’t exactly feel it at the moment so you just sigh. After a few seconds you feel like you’re forgetting something. Wait. Shit.
“Do you think i’ll be able to make it to court in…” checking the time on your now broken watch, “15 minutes.” Fuck.
“I think you’ll be lucky if they don’t keep you overnight for observation,” She says will a wry smile.
“We’re about 3 minutes from med if that helps!” Chout tells from the drivers seat.
No Chout. It doesn’t help.
“Just my luck.” You mutter rolling your eyes.
When you arrived at Med, Will Halstead ended up being your doctor.
“Jeez Y/N, what’d you do this time?” He asks with a joking smile as you’re rolled into the treatment room.
“Oh y’know, the usual.” You joke back wincing a little as he checks your arm.
“Well, as you probably know this arm is definitely broken. April order a portable x-ray and push some pain meds for our dear Y/N here. As for right now since your lucid we can rule out any major injuries, I’m gonna do some more tests to make sure you don’t have a concussion but-”
“Y/N, what the hell happened?!”
Both you and Will look at the man who interrupted him, of course he showed up. Somehow despite you guys being broken up, he still shows up everywhere.
“Connor, what are you doing here?” You ask as he approaches you with more ease.
“Yeah, Connor, Y/N is my patient and I’m pretty sure this would still be considered conflict of interest.” Will adds on earning an eye roll from Dr. Rhodes.
“I’m still your emergency contact.” Connor says holding up your possessions in a matter of fact tone.
“Oh.” Is all your able to say before Will takes a big inhale.
“Well, I’m gonna come back when the x-ray gets here.” Will says a little awkwardly as he shuffles out of the room.
Connor hands sets your things at the foot of your bed earning a muttered thanks from you. Connor turns to leave, but ultimately turns around to stay.
“What happened?” He asks again more worried this time.
“I’m fine-”
“That’s not what I asked. You’re in my ED with a broken forearm and a narly cut on your head, what happened?” He asks folding his arms with a furrowed brow.
“Car accident. I got t-boned at the intersection next to the court house. Guy ran a red light…” You say sheepishly not looking Connor in the eye.
Before you know it Connor had marched his way over to you grabbing your jaw gently to get a better look at your head.
“The cut doesn’t seem too bad. Halstead should be able to close it without stitches.” Connor looked at you with soft eyes, the way he would when you guys were together. Still holding your face, you couldn’t help but melt under his gaze. Subconsciously leaning into his hold you look up at him through your lashes.
“Thanks for being here.”
Connor nods in response and finally lets you go. Sitting in the chair behind him you give him a quizzical look.
“I’m not leaving until you’re all taken care of. You shouldn’t have to sit here alone.” He says resting in the chair kicking one leg over the other.
You chuckle at his response and slightly frown.
“Before I leave I’ll make sure I take you off my emergency contact list,” You say avoiding his gaze.
“What? No? You don’t have to do that.” He says defiantly.
“Yes I do? We broke up remember.” You say finally looking at him again.
“Okay, well,”
“Exactly. There’s no reason you should be getting called when-”
“When you have an emergency? Yeah. Okay.” He interrupts you rolling his eyes.
“Connor, we’re not together anymore. Frankly it’s non of your business what emergencies I have.” You say shrugging. Having this conversation was hurting you more than you let on but it was necessary.
“Well what if we were together? Then what?” He asks making you furrow your brows.
“We’re not though?”
“But what if we were? What if we got back together?”
“We won’t. We wanted different things. We were never meant to work out.”
“But what if we wanted the same things? There’s no reason we should be broken up right now.”
“Connor! What do you want?! You left me!” You say finally snapping with tears coming to your eyes.
“I want you.” He says standing up and grabbing your hand.
“When I got the call that you got hurt, I finally realized that I couldn’t live without you. I’ve been trying for these last few weeks, to make you happy. We had the talk where we wanted different things, and I just made the choice for the both of us. It was wrong. You could’ve died today and I cannot live without you any longer Y/N.”
You deeply exhale as you let his words sink in.
“You just can’t cook on your own can you, Connor?” You asked semi-jokingly but also semi-serious.
Connor scoffs and puts a hand to his chest in disbelief. “Me? Not being able to cook without you? How dare you ever insinuate such a thing!”
Rolling your eyes you pull his hand that you’re still holding closer to you, bringing him down to your level.
Pressing a deep kiss to his lips he holds your face with his other hand. Only pulling away slightly you look into his eyes to try and see what he’s thinking.
“So do you want to try again?” He asks anxiously.
Kissing him again harshly he chuckles in response.
“Does that answer your question?” You ask him to which he smiles.
“Without a doubt.” He says leaning his forehead against yours.
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could you do a connor piece with these two prompts? theyre not from the same list so i hope thats okay 🩷
"I'm not gonna let you cum no matter how much you want it."
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“So, what's going on between you and [name] recently? You guys seem to have gotten close all of a sudden."
and its like the reader is a firefighter at 51 and close to kelly or casey / got closer to one of them and yeah :)
All Yours - [ Connor Rhodes ] 18+
Prompt: “So, what’s going on between you and [name] recently? You guys seem to have gotten close all of a sudden.” + “I’m not gonna let you cum no matter how much you want it.”
Word Count: 2550 i couldn’t stop myself
Warnings: female!reader, strong language, jealousy, possessiveness, smut - [ vaginal fingering, oral - fem!receiving, edging, dirty talk… so much dirty talk, unprotected sex ]
A/N: i was so nervous to post this cause it feels so goddamn filthy but i did it anyway so hopefully y’all enjoy it and i didn’t go way off the rails lmao
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You knew something was wrong the minute you got into the car and Connor hadn’t immediately kissed your cheek then asked you how your shift was. You could tell simply by the way he stayed silent the whole ride home, his hands gripping the steering wheel with such force that his knuckles had turned white and you were surprised they hadn’t broken through his skin.
It was unlike him to not ask you a hundred questions revolving around your day at work, and even more unlike him not to kiss you, so if you hadn’t been suspicious enough, then his stiff posture and lack of eye contact with you would have been evidence enough. And when he didn’t place his hand on your thigh each time you stopped at a red light, you knew you were in trouble, only you had no idea why.
You didn’t know what was bothering him, what you could have done to make him this way, and in all honesty you were scared to ask which is why you stayed as quiet as he did during the ride home. But the second you stepped foot into your shared apartment, where you’d just about managed to find the courage to ask him what was wrong, Connor beat you to it and he wasn’t at all subtle in hiding his obvious annoyance over what he’d seen when he came to pick you up.
“So, what’s going on between you and Casey recently? You guys seem to have gotten close all of a sudden.” Connor asked, his tone a little bitter as he crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back against the couch as you tilted your head a little, ignoring the anger that built inside him when you laughed softly.
“Me and Casey?” You shook your head, glancing briefly around the room before your eyes landed back on him. “Connor, I’ve told you this before, he’s my Lieutenant, that’s it. Nothing more” You added, scoffing a little at the insinuation he was so clearly making as you made your way to the bedroom, deciding you’d heard enough of what he had to say.
You’d had this conversation with him once before when he caught Casey hugging you in the hospital after a rough call and that hadn’t gone well so he could forgive you for not wanting to go down that road again.
“Oh really? Well it seems to me like he thinks differently… Especially if the way he looked at you when I picked you up said anything on the matter.” Connor said with a touch more anger as he followed you into the room, even the sight of the eighty-one shirt covering your torso enough to have his blood boil over the memory of how Casey had looked at you.
“How he looked at me?” You repeated, your tone matching his as you couldn’t believe he was making you go through this again. “Tell me Connor, how was he looking at me? Cause if it was anything less than with drool coming from his mouth then I don’t want to hear it.”
“He might as well have been drooling.” Connor scoffed, pulling his shirt over his head with such haste that he was surprised his head hadn’t come off with it. “The way he watched you… Practically fucking you with his eyes right in front of me.”
“For God sakes, Connor.” You muttered in frustration, pulling your own shirt off and tossing it in the hamper. All you wanted was a quiet morning after work, but it appeared as though your fiancée thought otherwise and little did you know… “How many times do I have to tell you? Casey does not want to fuck me. And even if he did…”
Unaware that Connor had been moving towards you, your words were cut off when you suddenly felt your chest hit hard against the wall, sending a tingle down your front which quickly made its way between your legs when you felt Connor push up against you, lifting your hands to pin them above your head, making you unable to see how he stared at you the very same way he’d accused Casey of.
“What? Would you let him fuck you?” He whispered, his voice so deep he was practically growling as he attached his lips to your neck, the pure heat coursing through your veins making you unable to reply.
You could feel his free hand snake around your waist, his fingertips trailing down your stomach before they delved beneath your trousers, ghosting over your already throbbing pussy and causing a soft moan to escape your lips as you leaned back against him, his hardened bulge pressing firmly against your ass.
“Would you let him pin you down in his office and fuck that tight little pussy of yours?” Connor whispered into your ear, his teeth digging gently into your lobe as he tugged on it, hearing the muttered swear words that left your lips in response. “Answer me baby… If he wanted to… Would you let your Lieutenant fuck you?”
“No.” You gasped softly at the coldness of his fingers as they pushed aside your panties, trailing themselves painfully slowly across your soaking slit as Connor made sure not to touch your clit as he wanted to hear you beg for it. “No I wouldn’t.”
“And why’s that?” Connor asked in intrigue as he always thought you had a little school girl crush on Casey before you met him. He pulled his hand from your panties and flipped you round, once again pinning your hands firmly above your head. The first thing he noticed about you was the lust that had blown wide in your pupils, your breathing heavy as you all but panted which only had him straining that much more against his pants.
“Because…” You breathed out, clenching your legs to try and feel some friction against the raving heat beneath them. “…you’re the only one I want to fuck me… The only one whose cock I want to feel inside me.”
“Hm, good answer.” Connor hummed in satisfaction, pressing his lips hard against you as you all but devoured each other. His hold on your hands faltered, allowing them to fall to your sides before you moved to unbuckled his belt, the only thing he allowed you to do before he took your hands in his, stilling your motions. “Not so fast… I think you deserve a little punishment beforehand, don’t you?”
“Punishment? For what?” You asked, almost finding yourself angry again as you thought you’d made it clear to him that you’d never dream of cheating on him with Casey. That was, until you saw the way he smirked, his eyes darkening as he imagined all the ways he could have you squirming beneath him and that’s when you knew you were done for.
“For being so goddamn hot that every guy who meets you wants to fuck you.” And with that, the words that had you smiling like crazy, Connor lifted you off your feet and threw you down onto the bed, towering over you as his hands roamed across your skin, feeling the hotness of it mix with that of his cold hands.
He gripped the cups of your bra, pulling it down to allow your breasts to spill over the edge, his mouth cupping one of them instantly whilst his hand went to the other, kneading it softly as he flicked and pinched at the hardened bud between his fingers, making you hum softly as your threaded your fingers through his hair.
You were already a soaking mess by the time he moved lower, his fingers hooking around the waistband of both your pants and your panties, which he pulled off you in one quick motion before he got to his knees, spreading you open to see the glistening sight that was your pussy.
“Look at you.” Connor teased, pacing soft kisses up your inner thigh, his stubble scratching you lightly as his arm slid across your stomach, holding you down to stop you from arching your back too high. “Absolutely dripping… And all for me.”
“Only you, baby.” You gasped, followed by a low moan as he slipped one finger inside you, which was enough for you to almost lose your train of thought. “Fuck… Only for you.”
“That’s what I like to hear.” Connor chuckled, in a way that told you that you were more than likely about to have to beg for your life. “Now be a good girl and moan for me while I fuck my fingers into your pretty little pussy.”
You did what you were told as he slid a second finger into you, knuckle deep before he pulled back, thrusting them into you once again and keeping a steady rhythm. The noises they made were not at all quiet as you knew how wet you were, how absolutely soaking you got when he took control like this, but then again, neither were you.
Your moans echoed off the walls, probably reaching the neighbours which you’d normally be embarrassed about but right now you didn’t care. You were simply in heaven as he continued to finger fuck you, curling them slightly to hit that sweet spot inside you. It had barely been a minute before you already found yourself clenching tightly around his fingers, about to come harder than you’d ever done before.
That was, until Connor pulled them out, making you whine at the loss of contact and look down at him, just in time to see him suck the glisten of you off his fingers.
“Oh, did you think I was gonna let you give in so quickly?” He asked, moaning softly at the taste of you on his fingers as he licked them once again. “Baby, I’m not gonna let you come no matter how much you want it.”
The second the words left his lips he’d attached them to your pussy, sucking gently on your clit before his tongue worked its way downwards. Eating you out like you were his first meal in days which had you whimpering as you all but levitated off the bed, gripping the sheets for dear life as you’d never felt anything quite like how his tongue felt inside you.
Five times Connor brought you to the edge of your climax, allowing you to see briefly over the edge before he pulled you away, his mouth leaving you as you let out a stifled sob. You couldn’t take another second let alone another minute of him denying you what you wanted. You were desperate. So fucking desperate for him to make you come that you could feel your eyes stinging with tears, your lower abdomen tightening more than ever before as it slowly reached the brink of being painful.
“Connor please.” Your breath hitched as you spoke, your body shaking from the edging he was so thoroughly enjoying. “Please… I can’t… I can’t take it anymore, please let me come.”
“You want to come baby?” Connor said softly, rubbing a slow circle against your swollen clit, making you whimper quietly to yourself as your hips bucked involuntarily. “You want me to make you come?”
“Yes… Yes, please make me come.” You begged, propping yourself up on your shaky elbows to look at him. “Please… I want you to make me come so fucking bad, baby. Want you to make me come so hard I scream your name.”
“Tell me you’re mine.” Connor said seriously, unbuttoning his pants as he readied himself to make good on his promise. “Tell me you’re mine and I’ll fuck you so good you’ll scream my name loud enough that the whole city hears it.”
“I’m yours.” You said instantly, biting down hard on your lip as he pushed down his pants, freeing his already leaking and thick cock from beneath them. “I’m all yours. My heart. My pussy… All of it belongs to you.”
“Good girl.” Connor cooed, tracing his tip down your slick folds, pushing it in just a little as he smeared your arousal down the length of it. “Now get on your hands and knees.”
You moved quicker than before, barely settling yourself down on your knees before you felt him come up behind you, his erection brushing against your inner thigh as he settled himself nicely behind you, the bed the perfect height to allow him to stand which you knew meant he wasn’t going to be gentle at all. And right now, right now you wanted it rough.
“Give it to me, baby… Let me feel that thick cock in my tight little pussy.” You murmured, knowing that you talking dirty always riled him up, which it did as the second the words left your lips he’d pushed into, bottoming out in one quick motion and he was anything but slow as he began to pound mercilessly into you.
Your back arched, your chin pushed deep into the mattress as you bit down onto it, stifling your cries as your body trembled in pure pleasure, the slight pain of Connor’s roughness and lack of allowing you to adjust to his size only adding to the heat that pumped through your veins.
“Fuck… Yes baby, give it to me. Fucking give it to me. Yes.” You cried out, pushing your ass out further before you felt a sharp sting across it, Connor having slapped it before digging his fingers deep into the flesh of it, sure to leave bruises come the next morning.
“Taking it so good, baby.” Connor groaned, his hips moving furiously as he continued to slam into you, the sound of how wet your pussy was like music to his ears, as were your moans which he’d never heard quite as pleasure driven before. He could feel you clamping down around him, about to burst any second now as he gave you exactly what you wanted. “That’s it, sweetheart, come for me.”
As though on command, you clamped down fully, pure ecstasy flowing fast throughout your veins as you came harder than ever before, making good on your word of screaming his name as you couldn’t help but allow it to cross your lips. You couldn’t begin to describe this moment, your head was fuzzy, your eyes were clouded over in white as you felt your very spirit leave your body, and for a second you thought you’d ascended into heaven, that was until your name slipping from Connor’s lips as he came inside you pulled you back to reality.
“Fuck, Connor…” You exhaled, no air left in your burning lungs as he’d fucked it all out of you. “I think… I think… God, I don’t even know what to think.” Your body fell flat against the bed, your thighs sticking together from a mixture of yourself and Connor, whose release was slowly dripping out of you.
Connor chuckled, flipping your now limp body over so you lay on your back, making it easy for him to see your flushed face as he towered over you, gently brushing his thumb across your lips before he spoke.
“You know what I think… I think… You did so well in letting everyone in Chicago know that you're mine… And mine only.”
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You Have My Heart
-Hi ☺️ Could i request a Connor Rhodes imagine where the reader is his ex and also a nurse at the med. One time you get in a terrible car crash and get to the ER where Connor gets called to save you. You nearly die during the surgery but he saves you and stays with you all the time till you wake up. Then he keeps caring for you during your whole recovery and you slowly start getting your old feelings back, so you decide on a second chance. Hope this is ok ❤️
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The ER was crazy packed tonight. It was a Friday night and we got a lot of drunk college kids and drunk drivers.
You were more than ready to go home considering this is your fourth shift in a row and not to mention your EX Connor was on call tonight and you were really hoping you didn’t run into him again .
I mean Connor was great and everything but he didn’t want a commitment and he wasn’t ready to settle. Which didn’t make any sense because we had been dating for five years.
So it wasn’t like anything surprising and like way out the woods.
You thought if he didn’t want to step it up then maybe it was just time to move on. Which made it hard at work you guys were always running into each other.
Not much was said in those moments unless you both had to actually talk to each other.
Everyone at Med knew about the break up which didn’t make it any easier because some people choose sides.
Some didn’t get why a ring mattered and if you loved each other than who cared and then those who agreed with you that he needed to make a commitment. It seemed like everyone had a voice in the matter.
So here we were on this Friday night and you were finally off. You looked at Maggie who was sitting down charting. You went over to her and hugged her from behind.
“I love you Maggie but it is time for me to get the hell out of here” You said to her.
“ How much I do have to pay you to get you to stay seriously name the number” Maggie said
“Unless you can pay me a million dollars i’m leaving soo fast” You said to her
“Ugh fine go have a drink for the both of us” Maggie said
“You Know I will” You said
You let go of Maggie and walked over to the locker room and grabbed your stuff. It was around eight at night you decided you were going home taking a long shower and ordering food and watching netflix.
You were exiting the ER and yelled a goodbye to everyone. You headed to your car and then you headed out.
You were about 15 minutes away from home when you noticed a car was going crazy.
It was driving really weird and speeding up. You tried to avoid them but next thing you know the headlights were blinding you.
Then you heard a loud crash and then everything went black.
Connor’s POV
I was on call tonight and while most people hated it i secretly loved it and hoped I would get called in.
I wanted to see Y/N and see how she was. I know we weren’t really speaking to each other but I also knew how much I screwed up.
I love her a lot and when she said she wanted to get married i just panicked. I mean with everything that happened with my parent’s can you blame me?
I mean i just was scared and worried that things would change between us.
I don’t think I ever loved anyone the way I loved her. The way she made me feel and the way she made me smile.
I knew I had to change things before she moved on and tried to date someone new.
I was sitting at home when I got a call on my phone. I ran over to it my heart skipping a beat maybe I can see Y/N. I looked at the caller ID and it was Maggie.
“Hey Maggie you need a consult” I asked
“Connor I hate to ask you to do this but your the best and we need the best” Maggie said.
I could tell something in her voice was wrong and I felt my heart sink into my stomach.
“Hey what’s going” I asked
“It’s Y/N she was in a bad accident she needs you Connor she needs the best but if it’s to much to operate on her” Maggie said
“No No I’m on my way I’ll be there as soon as I can” I told her hanging up the phone.
I felt my knees go weak but I knew I had to keep my head on straight and think clearly. It’s what Y/N needed and deserved.
I grabbed my keys and headed out the door. I drove as fast I could down to Med not caring about speed limits or other cars. I made to Med in about 10 minutes.
I ran into the ER and Looked around. Sharon saw me and walked over. She had a worried look on her face.
“Hey she’s in room 3 she’s got an impaled object in her chest a piece of glass we were able to get it out but there is damage to the heart” Sharon said
“I need someone to set up the OR while I get changed” I said to her
“Go where already on it OR 2 is prepping” Sharon said
I thanked her and ran to change into my scrubs. I kept my game face on I couldn’t make mistakes or let my emotions cloud my judgment.
I changed into my scrubs and then headed to OR 2 I was scrubbing in and that’s the first time I saw Y/N on the table. It broke my heart to see her like this she deserved better.
I scrubbed in and then headed to the OR
“Okay everyone this is one of our own we gotta do right by her” I said
“Of course” The scrub nurse said to me
“Let’s get started 10 blade” I said
I began the surgery there was a lot of bleeding and a whole in the heart. The glass did a lot of damage but I knew we could repair it.
Everything was going good then her vitals started bottoming out. Her blood pressure dropped her pulse was dropping. And for the first time that night i really started packing.
“What the hell is happening” I asked looking up
“We don’t know she was just fine” One of the assistant surgeons said
“It’s not her heart that field is clear did we miss something” I asked looking around the room.
“Nothing it doesn’t make sense” the second surgeon said
I looked at her whole body up and down that’s when i saw her legs were swollen.
“A blood clot she threw a clot I need to open her up further and remove it” I yelled
I cracked her chest and was able to find the clot that had logged in her lungs. Once we removed the clot her vitals returned to normal and I sighed a big breath of relief.
The rest of the surgery went good and we were able to repair the damage.
I stitched her up and closed her up not letting anyone else touch her. I wanted to make sure she was in good hands. I even stayed by her side and held her the whole way to her recovery room.
I made sure she got a VIP suite not caring how much it cost me I just wanted her to be comfortable.
I sat down in the chair next to her and held her hand all night. I didn’t expect her to take up for a little while her body had just been through a lot. Will, Nat , Maggie , April and everyone came in through out the night to make sure she was okay.
I never left though I just wanted to make sure she was okay and wasn’t alone. The night came and went and the next morning came up and I didn’t realize I had fallen asleep.
I was woken up by a squeeze on my hand and it made me jump up. Y/N was looking over at me smiling. She looked beautiful she always did.
“Hey y/n how are you feeling, do you need anything, water, food , blankets, pillow anything you name it” i said to her.
She gave a small laugh and smiled over at me
“Take a breath I’m okay” She said
“What are you doing here” She asked
“ I did your surgery you had a clot in your lungs and a whole in your heart don’t worry but we got everything and your going to be okay” I said to her
“Thank You Connor” She said I could tell she was getting tired.
I reached up and kissed the top of her head and she closed her eyes and smiled at me.
“Get some rest I’m right here with you your not alone” I said to her.
She fell asleep and I sat back down and watched her vitals and made sure she was still okay.
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A couple of weeks had past sense the accident. Y/N had to therapy and rehab because she had some pretty bad damage to her legs and spine.
I kept my promise and never left her side.
Things weren’t easy in the beginning. Not that I can blame her, she went through a lot. Things weren’t exactly smooth sailing for us either.
She restened me a lot in the beginning thought I was taking pity on her.
I mean I couldn’t blame her though when the accident happened we barely were on speaking terms
. With the big room and new clothes and stuff she thought I was just trying to buy her love.
Slowly though things changed between us. She opened up more and we would spend up all night talking and I would come down to see her everyday at therapy. I never missed a day.
“Come on Y/N a few more steps your doing great” I told her.
We were down at physical therapy and she was walking with the help of bars. She took a few steps which was amazing until she had to sit back down.
I bent down and looked up at her and I could tell she was upset
“Hey Y/n your doing great” I said to her squeezing her hand.
“Thanks but it’s still just a couple of steps” She said
“And that’s still amazing from where we started” I said to her.
“How about we celebrate” I said to her
“Oh yeah what do you got in mind” She said smiling up at me
“I’ll spruce up your room and bring your favorite dinner with those cupcakes you love” I said to her
She smiled real bright up at me and her cheeks blushed at me.
“Yeah I would like that” She said
I leaned in closer to her and she leaned up too and we kissed. It felt like the first time with the butterflies going off in my stomach.
I pulled apart and just smiled at her and she smiled at me too.
Later that night I kept my promise and I brought her dinner up to her room. She was showered and had on the new Pj’s I brought her and she looked amazing.
I walked over to her and smiled and sat down next to her.
“Hey baby you look amazing” i said
“Thank you so do you” She said blushing.
I pulled out dinner and we began eating together and it was romantic as it could be for being hospital room.
After dinner I pulled out the cupcakes and there was a surprise in their waiting for her.
“Here eat this one” I said giving to her
“Thank you” She said
She bite into it and then made a face. She pulled the ring out and gave me a confused look.
“Connor what is this” She asked
“Something I should have done a while ago I’m sorry it took so long but Y/N I love you so much you are the best thing that ever happened to me. I never want to be without you again please do me the honor of marrying me” I asked her getting on one new.
She started crying and smiling
“Yes Yes of course I will I love you” She said
I got up and kissed her and she kissed me back. We cleaned off the ring and put it on her finger.
“This is beautiful Connor it’s way to much” She said
‘Nothing is to much for you I love you so much’ you deserve it” I said to her
“ i love you more thank you for being here every step of the way for me recovery and everything I couldn’t have done this without you” She said
I grabbed her hand and squeezed it hard
“No this was all you, you are brave and strong you did this all on your own” I said to her
“Thank you now don’t wait until i’m on life support to do the wedding ” She said laughing
“Yeah well unless you have any more surprises I promise you I won’t” I said to her
I kissed the top of her head and sat back down next to her. I can’t believe it took Y/N almost dying to get me to wake up and lock her down.
She was amazing kind and sweet and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with her.
I don’t know what I did to deserve her but I thank god everyday i have her and can call her mine.
#connor rhodes#connor rhodes imagine#connor rhodes x reader#connor rhodes oneshot#chicago med#chicago med imagine#chicago med one shot#One Chicago#one chicago x reader#one chicago imagine
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Ulcer - Jay Halstead
Your husband Jay Halstead has never been one to complain about anything. No matter how much pain he was in, you never heard him about it. The whole day Jay had been acting off, and you had a feeling that something was going on, but he was a grown man. If there was something wrong, he knew he could talk to you. You saw him sneaking off to the break room, while working on a case. You watched him as you saw him gripping his side. That’s it. You stood up from your desk and made your way over to Jay. You shut the door behind to you give you some sort of privacy. “Jay, what’s going on?”
He was leaning against the counter of the kitchen top. with on hand, his other hand still on the side of his stomach. “Nothing, I’m fine.”
“Look at me and say that again.”
Jay slowly turned around, he was still leaning against the counter. He looks you right in the eye and said, “Y/N, I am fine.”
But you could see he was lying. You could see the pain in his eyes. “You’re a stubborn idiot, you know that? You can’t to me, Halstead. I can see that you’re in pain. So you either say what is bothering you or-.”
Before you could finish your sentence Jay rushed over to the trash can and puked up blood.
“Jay, that’s blood. What the hell is going on?” You helped him to one of the chairs. He sat down with a load groan.
“I don’t know. My side has been killing me the entire day. I thought it was nothing.”
“Clearly it isn’t. Let’s go see your brother.”
Jay sighed, but he stood up. You quickly let Voight know what was going on before rushing to the hospital.
In the car you called Will.
“Will, I am coming to Med with Jay. He said his side has been bothering him all day and he just threw up blood.”
“Jezus. Okay, I will let Maggie know that you’re coming and get Crocket down here. Any other symptoms?”
You look at Jay.
“Nausea, a little light headed,” Jay groans.
“I also don’t think he ate anything today, Will.”
“Okay, we’ll wait for you at the parking lot. We’ll figure this out, Y/N.”
“Thanks Will. We’re pulling up in about two minutes.”
You hang up the phone. You quickly shoot a look at Jay. All the color has drained from his face now. God, you hate seeing him like this.
Arriving at the hospital, Will is already waiting for you with a wheelchair. For once, Jay didn’t protest.
Will hurried into the ED. “I’ll come find you when you can see him, okay? He’s in good hands,” Will said as he and a nurse helped Jay on a bed.
“I know. Thanks, Will.” You looked at Jay before you made your way to the living room. You sat down and sighed. It wasn’t your first time in this waiting room, while Jay was in the ED, but every time it sucked just as much. All you could do was wait and you hated it.
“Y/N?” you looked up and saw Matt Casey from Firehouse 51 standing in front of you.
“Hey, what are you doing here?” You stood up and hugged him.
“Gallo got injured and we came to check on him. What are you doing here?” Matt asked.
“Eh…” you let out a breath. You tried your best not to cry and be strong, like always, but seeing your friend here just made it a lot harder.
“Everything okay?” Matt asked worried.
You shook your head as you sat down. “It’s Jay… He threw up blood and has this pain in his side. He’ll probably be okay, but it just sucks you know? It’s not the first time im here, and probably not the last time, but I hate this. Waiting and doing nothing, not knowing how he’s doing.”
Matt sat down next to you. “He’s in good hands, Y/N.”
“I know… but still. It’s like he’s always the one getting hurt. Sometimes I just wish it was me, you know?”
“I can imagine, but then Jay would be thinking the exact same.”
“Probably. That man is just as stubborn has hell. Are all guys like that?”
Matt laughed. “Most of us are, yeah. We just don’t like to complain.”
“Idiots.”
Matt laughed again.
“Is Gallo okay?”
“Yeah, just a few scratches. Look, I’ve go to have the station, but I’m a call away, you know that.”
“Thanks, Matt.”
“Any time. Let me know how he is doing okay?”
“Will do.”
You and Matt say goodbye just as Will walks into the waiting room.
“How is he?” you ask standing up.
“He has an ulcer,” Will says and suggest to sit down again.
“An ulcer?”
“Yeah. Basically it’s a break on the skin, in the lining of an organ, or on the surface of a tissue.”
“Isn’t that caused by stress?”
“It could be. In Jay’s case I would probably say yes. He has to take some antibiotics for two weeks and take it easy. So no work for him for at least a week.”
“And then he’ll be fine? After those two weeks of antibiotics?”
“He has to come in again, but he’s likely going to be fine.”
“So we can go home?”
Will nods. “Yes, please. Take him home. He is being a pain in my ass.”
“Aren’t I always?”
You look up and see Jay looking at you with a smile.
“He is on some pain meds right now, hence the happy smile,” Will says.
“Thanks, Will.”
“No problem. Just keep him home this week, okay? Plenty of rest.”
“You’re no fun,” Jay sighs.
You chuckle as you stand up from the chair and wrap your arm around Jay. “I’m glad you’re doing okay.”
“I’m always going to be fine,” Jay says as he kisses the top of your head as you make it back to the car.
You roll your eyes. “Until you are not. Just please let’s stay out the ED this month. Just no more getting hurt or I will be getting an ulcer.” You get into the driver side of the car.
“At least you’re driving now.”
“As if that makes up for you getting hurt,” you snort.
“Are you mad at me?”
“No… maybe a little. It’s more frustrated. You keep getting hurt and I am so done with it.”
“I'v only been to the ED twice this month.”
“Three if you include today, and that’s the bigger stuff. You had four times when you ignore the advice of a trained medic and just went home instead of the hospital. Jay, you are going to end up dead one day and I…” You couldn’t even finish your sentence. You park the truck in the parking garage of your building and get out the car as fast as you can.
“I won’t. I’ve never been hurt that bad.” Jay steps out of the car.
You turned around. “Until you are!” You yell at him. “You don’t know how bad is going to be next time, and don’t say there won’t be, because I know you, Jay. There is going to be a next time. And one day, I am going to get a call that you didn’t make it. One day, you are going to get hurt so bad, that nobody can help you.”
“That’s not true, Y/N.”
“Oh, really? How do you know? You’re always the one getting hurt Jay. For the 10 years we have been on the job, I have seen Kevin in the hospital once, Adam I can’t even remember, Kim has been here once, I think I had to go to the hospital three times. How many times do you think you have been there?”
“What’s your point?”
“I think you have been there at least 5 times in a year. Whether it was a small cut or a freaking bullet hole. You have to stop getting hurt. Because what about me, huh? What about me when you leave? Have you ever thought how it makes me feel to be in that waiting room every time? What about me?” Tears roll down your face. “Have you ever thought what it is like for me? How it feels for me when you get wheeled into the ED, again and again? You’re not the only one getting hurt if you get shot again. I have to watch you in pain. I have to wait in that damn room, hoping that they will come out and say you made it and that you are going to be fine. But you don’t know how slowly the clock ticks when you’re waiting for those words. You don’t know how much it hurts sitting there, knowing that the love of your life might not come back.” A loud sob leaves your mouth. You step away from Jay and turn around.
“Y/N…”
You hold up your hand. Hopefully Jay gets the hint to leave you alone for a few seconds. One day this fight, or discussion or whatever you want to call it was coming, you both probably knew it. You just didn’t expect so many emotions to come out. You take a deep breath before you turn back around. Jay is watching you with tears in his eyes well.
“I love you, Jay. I love you so much, but you can’t keep doing this. You can’t keep getting hurt.”
“I love you, and I’m sorry, for all the pain that I have caused you. But all I am trying to do is protect you, make sure that you walk away without a scratch. Because I can’t loose you.”
“I can’t lose you. Just promise me one thing, because I want to go to bed right now and watch a movie.”
“Whatever it is, I promise you.”
“Just be more careful. I know this wasn’t the last time, but I can’t keep doing this. It’s part of the job, I know and I understand, but you don’t always have to be the hero, okay? At the end of the day, we both need to go home without a pitstop at the hospital.”
Jay slightly chuckles. “I promise I will be more careful.”
“Good. I love you.”
“I love you too,” Jay says before he kisses you.
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Chicago PD/Med Masterlist
Jay Halstead
Not today
Summary: You were partners long before Hailey was. It didn't help that you were in love with him
Not like I used to part 2
Summary: Finally you were able to move on
Out of love with you
Summary: He wasn’t even sure when it happened or more importantly, how. Like everything else it was slow at first, not noticeable by even the most trained eye, but eventually anyone within a twenty foot radius could tell he wasn’t even close to being in love with you.
Connor rhodes
My Love
Summary: If one thing about life was guaranteed, it's that absolutely nothing about life is guaranteed. Waking up, going to work, coming home at the end of the day, none of it was promised.
#chicago med x reader#chicago pd x reader#chicago med imagine#chicago pd imagine#jay halstead one shot#jay halstead imagine#jay halstead angst#jay halstead x reader#jay halstead x you#jay halstead x y/n#connor rhodes x y/n#connor rhodes x you#connor rhodes x reader
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Best Course of Treatment - Crockett Marcel × Reader
"You okay Y/N?"
You look up and smile at your husband.
"I'm good."
Crockett hangs his coat up and frowns at you.
"Positive?"
You nod.
"Yeb."
He sits down next to you on the couch.
"Y/N." He raises an eyebrow. "I'm a doctor I know when an patient is not being honest with me."
"I'm not a patient."
"But you are my wife and we have known each other for a very long time now. That smile...That's not the smile I love. This smile is hiding something." He rests his hand on your knee and looks at you with concern. "I'm gonna ask again are you okay?"
You blew out a heavy sigh.
"It's nothing." You answered. The other eyebrow shoots up. You shake your head. "I swear it's nothing it's not even that bad." You look down at your feet. "My feet are sore I blame the new heels." You smile a little. "New shoes are always a bitch."
He looks at your feet and notices the redness around your toes.
"Well you poor thing." He gives you a smug smile. "Good job I'm a doctor."
"Which you told me many times."
"And I can make this all better for you." He leans forward and gives you a peck on the lips. "Wait here I'll be right back."
Few moments later Crockett comes back with a jar of foot cream.
"Here." He props the pillow against the couch. "Lay down."
You lie down. Crockett takes one of your feet and brings it on to his lap. He opens the jar and scoops some cream out on to his hand.
"Babe." You shake your head. "You had a long shift you should be resting."
"And let you suffer?" He grins. "Never. Now relax and let me take care of you."
Those words immediately filled you with warmth. You couldn't help the smile that spread across your face.
"Okay. Ready?" He asked.
You nod.
Crockett then starts to rub the cream into your foot.
"Oh God." You immediately moan as he starts to massage your foot.
"That good?"
"Very." You answered with another moan.
Once the cream is soaked into the skin Crockett curls his hand into a fist and presses down into the sole of your foot.
A curse slips from your mouth. Crockett's lips tug upwards as he continued kneading you.
His other hand grasps your toes and he gently rotates them. He turns your toes side to side.
"So good." You mumbled.
His hand cups around your foot and he gives your feet a squeeze.
"This all helps to relieve stress, tension." Crockett nodded. "It also improves blood flow and quality of sleep it even improves lower back pain and decreases your chances in getting arthritis."
You roll your eyes at him.
"Thanks really wanted to know that."
"No problem." He grins at you. "Just keeping you informed that's my job after all."
You again roll your eyes. He chuckles and returns his attention back to your foot. You close your eyes and continue to enjoy the massage.
Then you feel his hand slowly trailing up your skirt. You suddenly tense up as his fingers hook on to the hem of your panties.
"So much tension here." He shakes his head. "We have to do something about that. I know the best course of treatment." He looks up at you and smirks. "Do I get your consent Y/N?"
You look into his dark eyes and smirk back at him.
"Yes Dr Marcel you have my consent."
His grin widens.
"Excellent."
Within a second Crockett pulls your panties down and tosses them on the ground. He then teases your entrance. He circles your vagina and enjoys the frustrated sigh that comes from you.
"Crockett."
Just then you gasp.
He sticks his finger inside you.
He starts to thrust you. It started of slow at first but eventually he started to pick up the pace.
Then he sticks another finger inside you. He pushes all the way in causing you to cry out. You moan his name. You curse out loud as he hits the sensitive spots. You grit your teeth as his fingers move up, down and around you.
"Fuck!" You groaned.
Your hands grab the nearest pillow. You put the pillow over your face in order to muffle the sounds that came from you. Crockett quickly pulls out and goes back inside you again. That caused another cry from you. It came out muffled due to the pillow being over your face.
Crockett lays a hand on your trembling thigh and sighs.
"My patients are less squeamish than you."
He sounded disappointed. You remove the pillow and see the amusement in his eyes and the cheeky grin that formed on his lips.
"Admit it." He raises an eyebrow. "I'm good with my hands."
That made you groan.
But he is right. You thought with a sigh.
Crockett Marcel is good with his hands.
"You are a surgeon." You replied. "It would be weird if you are not good with your hands."
"Fair point."
As he leans forward his finger pushes inside of you again. You immediately go to cover your face but Crockett takes the pillow of you and shakes his head.
"I want to hear you. I want to hear those beautiful sounds from you." You bite your lip wanting to challenge him. He grasps your lips with his and tugs your lips away from your teeth. "I also want to see that smile."
Your lips tug upwards. He grins which makes your smile grow wider.
"That's the one." He kisses you. You respond and kiss him back. His tongue pushes inside and rolls along with yours. Your hands go to his back and you deepen the kiss.
"Y/N." He moaned into the kiss.
Hearing the way he said your name immediately made you push your body on to him. He growls and shoves another finger inside you.
His fingers start to pick up the pace again. He fucks you while he kisses you passionately. Your nails dig into his back. His other hand tugs at your hair. He pulls hard which causes you to gasp. He hungrily kisses you all over. He latches on to your ear lope and nibbles at it. He sends a trail of kisses down your collarbone towards your chest. He shoves his hand down your bra and cups your breast into his hand. He then squeezes your breast.
"CROCKETT GOD...GOD!"
Your scream causes him to increase his grip on you. He is going faster now. It is more intense, more rough and you are enjoying every moment of it. You loved how you are able to bring this animalistic side out of him.
You smirked at the thought.
Well that's one thing I am good at.
Suddenly you can feel the fire forming at the bottom of your belly. You are reaching your climax you are close.
"Croc...Crockett!" You panted. "I...I need...need."
"Yes!" His mouth moves to your ear. "Do it! I want to taste you. I want to taste you so bad Y/N!"
You didn't hesitate. You cry out as the tremor went through your body. You then let it all out.
Once it was all out you drop your head back on to the pillows and sigh heavily.
Crockett loosens his grip on you. He goes back and sits on his knees. His fingers slide out of you. His fingers are wet and sticky.
He then brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks on them. He does it slowly. He gives you a devilish smile as he licks up every part of you.
"All good in that department." He said pretending to sound professional. "Nothing to be worried about."
You laugh but it came out as more of a squeak than a laugh.
He pulls you in towards his chest and wraps his arms around you. He then kisses your forehead and strokes your back. After a while you look up at him and ask.
"Are you going to do my other foot now?"
He laughs.
"You sure you can handle it?" He asked with a teasing smirk.
You nod.
"Absolutely." You wiggled your foot. "I'm all yours."
He grins.
"I like the sound of that."
He picks up the jar of cream.
"Ready?" He asked.
You grin and again nod.
"Ready."
The End
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Finally a place to call home
Ava/Connor fic??
Relationship: Connor Rhodes x Ava Bekker
Warnings: swearing, injury
Word count: 1.6k words
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Cwtch - A welsh word meaning more than a hug or a cuddle. When you give someone a cwtch you give them a safe place.
Ava couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the air leaving her lungs let the heavy weight of stress fall from her. Between work and having to pack up her apartment and finding a new place to live was beginning to get too stressful for her liking. Coming home to a house filled with boxes only seemed to make her feel like she was back at work. She sucked in a breath and ran her hands through her hair, an action that she felt she'd done a lot over the past few weeks.
At least tomorrow she had the day off. Maybe she could do some apartment viewing... Ava shook her head, she couldn't even rest when she came home now. She pushed herself off of the sofa and walked towards the kitchen to make herself a mug of coffee. boiling the kettle was the early part, she could feel her legs shaking from beneath her, struggling to hold her weight. God, she really needed to lay down and sleep.
Once the kettle had finished boiling she lifted the heavy weighted item and it shook as she tried to pour herself a mug of coffee. "Fuck!" she whispered, "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." Ava practically dropped the kettle on the counter as she rushed to the sink to turn the cold water tap on. The scald burned and sizzled under the cold water and she sucked wind through her teeth. She was way too tired for this, she just needed her bed, screw dinner and screw coffee. She found herself getting lost in her own thoughts as she held her hand under the water before a knock at the door shook her out of her thoughts. That was when she remembered her off the cuff night in with Connor that they'd organised earlier that day when Ava still felt up for human company and completely forgot about the mess of her apartment.
Hyping herself up as she turned off the tap and gently dried her tender wound with a rough towel which she internally winced at as she turned the door knob. Connors smiling face at the other end of the door holding up takeaway bags made her forget all her worries for that moment. So much so that she nearly cried with absolute joy when she saw the man she loved, Connor's eyebrows furrowed and Ava realised she hadn't let him in, smiling sheepishly she stood out of his way and he walked into the apartment. "Hey, are you going somewhere?" Connor asked as he looked around at all of the boxes sitting in no particular order all over the room. Ava nodded from the kitchen where she had went to put the towel back, her hand still burning, looking down at it, it was still a bright red raw colour with small bumps forming which she internally cringed at. "Uhh yeah, my landlord's increased the lease and I just can't afford it anymore so I'm moving out in the next three weeks." she called from the kitchen as she went to grab forks, only to realise that she had already packet them away, "For gods sakes," she muttered angrily as she now had to go searching through a tonne of boxes that she really didn't want to do. "Have you found a new place yet?" Connor asked, he could hear the tension in her voice.
“Uhh not yet, I’m planning on going to view a few places tomorrow.” Ava said, distracted by the pain of the burn brushing up against stuff in the moving boxes. In the end she resorted to just looking with one hand. She found them fairly quickly after that and held them to the burn which sent a chill throughout her body, Ava met Connor with a quick kiss "What did you bring tonight?" Connor smiled as he pressed another kiss to her lips, soft and sweet, "mhm Chinese, your favourite." Ava couldn't help but get excited at the prospect at getting to eat chicken chow mein takeaway and could feel her mouth watering at the prospect, "Let's have it before it gets cold?" she giggled and Connor nodded before they sat down together. "American housewife?" Connor laughed, "you know it." Ava found herself getting lost in the comfort of a relaxing night in with her boyfriend. They'd been together for almost 6 months and it was all perfect, although Ava didn't know if this was because they were in the honeymoon stage of dating or if this was going to be an all time thing.
Connor had finished his Chinese, chicken satay and went to hold Ava's hand, she pulled it away quickly. "sorry, scalded it earlier. It's still a little tender." Connor's face grew in concern, he turned to Ava, ignoring the show. "Let me see it love." "Connor..." "Avey." His voice was serious and Ava begrudgingly gave in and huffed out a breath just turning her attention to the program that just happened to go on a break right at the worst moment, now she had to pay attention to Connor.
"Avey, this is a second degree scald, what happened?" Connor said, quickly rising from the sofa to grab the first aid kit, "Connor, I don't need you fussing over me." Ava said, although her tone was verging on whining. "Ava, Its a second degree burn, Its weeping and badly blistered. You're glad I'm not making you go to hospital." Connor lightly scolded, Ava just rolled her eyes. "If you're looking for the cling film (Plastic wrap), It's in the top cupboard on the left."
Connor returned to Ava on the sofa and began to gently wrap her hand, "Ava, what's going on? You know how important it is to wrap a burn of any type." Ava looked up to meet Connors stone blue eyes and could feel herself spilling all that was bothering her. Her asshole of a landlord, not having a place to go to, she felt the annoying urge of tears coming to her eyes and she hurried to brush them away. "Ava, you can talk to me about anything you know? I'm not going to judge you." Connor moved his hand to her shoulder and she ducked her head. Connor didn't need to see her cry, "talk to me love, what's going on?"
"I.. I just don't know what to do anymore. My landlords raised my rent so much so that I can't afford it and now I have to find a new place to live in 3 weeks." Ava felt the oxygen escape her lungs and she couldn't get it back no matter how much she tried, "I'm not used to being unprepared, I, I don't know what I'm doing anymore." Connor pulled Ava to him gently as she sobbed, just holding her. It hurt him to see his girl under so much stress and her not turning to him hurt too. She knew that she could rely on him so why didn't she? He knew that Ava was strong, the strongest woman which he had ever met, aside from his mom, but even then, did he really know her. Connor planted a soft kiss onto of her head, "You know that we'll work something out, we always do. Together." Ava unburied herself from Connors torso, eyes red and puffy, she gave him a shaky, weak smile. "Together?" she whispered, "together. Forever and always." Ava grinned at Connor and hugged him as tight as she could. "I love you Connor Rhodes." Connor smiled down at his girl, beautiful in all ways, "and I love you too Ava Bekker."
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It was Connor who woke up first the next morning. Somehow, Ava and he must've fell asleep on the sofa last night, although he couldn’t say he was disappointed. Ava was cuddled up beside him, her hair messy and covering her features. He smiled wistfully, wishing that this moment could last forever. He turned his attention to the tv which had made its way onto standby sometime in the middle of the night. Connor yawned and used his free hand which he didn’t have wrapped around Ava to push her hair behind her ears, she looked so peaceful like she had no worries in the world, although he knew differently.
Not wanting to wake her, he lay still gently playing with strands of her hair. That was what Ava woke up to, her boyfriend playing with her hair, plaiting it. “Connor..” her voice was groggy, still filled with sleep as she spoke his name. “Good morning to you too Ava,” Connor replied, stretching as Ava lifted herself off of him.
“I was thinking-” Connor started before Ava cut him off, “uhoh that’s a dangerous pastime Connor” She smiled. Connor just looked at her and Ava rolled her eyes, “alright I’ll keep the cometary at bay for now.” “Thank you” Connor replied holding his nose up in the air “as I was saying before I was RUDELY interrupted…” Ava gently hit Connor on the shoulder, who rubbed it, acting as if it was the worst pain in the world. Clearing his throat, he continued. “If you, Ava Bekker, wanted to move in with me?”
Ava was too stunned to speak, instead she just stared at Connor dumbly, lips parted open in pure shock. “You want me to move in with you?” She clarified, wanting to make sure she wasn’t hearing things. Connor just smiled at her, “yeah that’s the general idea.” Connor got worried when Ava didn’t answer straight away but when she smiled and said yes, jumping into his arms and kissing him furiously he knew that she was the one for him. He was glad she was moving in with him, they could finally make their house into a home.
#submission#connor rhodes x ava bekker#ava bekker#connor rhodes#chicago med fanfiction#chicago med#sande5098#one shot#one chicago
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Spiked - Will Halstead (One Shot)
Summary: Reader’s drink is spiked while on a date with Will.
Pairings: Will Halstead x Reader
Warnings: Emetophobia warning, mention of being sick!
It was a normal Friday night date night, Will would pick you up after your shifts had finished then you’d go to Molly’s for a drink or two before heading over to the restaurant that had very quickly become a favourite for the two of you.
However this particular Friday night you had decided to try a new bar across the street from the restaurant …a decision you’d soon come to regret.
“Get the rest of that down you and we’ll make a move for the restaurant” Will grinned as you played with the remainder of your drink, swirling it around the bottom of your glass.
“Don’t rush me Halstead!” You replied playfully, sticking up your nose before slowly sipping at your drink.
“You don’t have to finish it if you don’t want too?” Will smiled speaking softly as you purposely threw down the last bit as if to make a point.
“Now you know I’m not one to give up!”
“Don’t I know about it!” Will replied standing up and holding his hands out to help you from your stool. “Ready to make a move?”
“Let’s go!” You smiled reaching for his hand and locking your fingers with his.
The hit of the cold Chicago air felt nice on your face that you assumed was a little warm from the bar, that was until your stomach started to gargle.
“So this guy is a full grown adult and still has his mommy make decisions for him!” Will rambled on, not noticing you slowing down until you squeezed his hand. “Everything ok?”
“Something doesn’t feel right!” You tried to take a breath as you rubbed your stomach.
“What doesn’t feel right?” Will looked at you concerned as your hand loosened from his grip while you tried not to focus on the bile creeping it’s way up your throat trying to make you gag. “Talk to me?”
“I think …I’m gonna be sick!” You squeaked out as you pulled away towards a nearby bush to empty your stomach.
“It’s ok.” Will’s voice was soothing as he gently held your hair out of your face with one hand and rubbed circles on your back with the other while you continued to throw up. “You’re ok, let it out!”
“What’s happening?” You croaked as you tried to catch your breath, spitting to clean the last of the bile from your mouth.
“I’m sure it’s nothing to worry about.” Will said reassuringly. “There’s a bench just there, let’s get you sat down.”
“Will!” You panicked, grabbing hold of his arms before he could move. “My legs!”
“Y/N?” Will shouted as your legs disappeared from beneath you and everything quickly turned to black, Will managing to catch you before you completely hit the deck as he lowered you down to the pavement. “Y/N can you hear me?”
Despite being a doctor that dealt with emergencies on the daily Will was still in panic, frantically searching for his phone to dial 911 while shrugging off his jacket and messily folding it before placing it under your head while waiting for someone to pick up.
“Come on come on” He muttered as he shakily held the phone to his ear, running his thumb across your head until the line picked up. “Oh thank god! I need an ambulance!”
Within 10 minutes the ambulance had arrived, packed you up and got you to the hospital, Will not leaving your side as they wheeled you into the ED.
“Maggie who’s on?” Will called out to the charge nurse behind the desk.
“CONNOR YOU’RE UP!” Maggie shouted out before realizing just who Will was accompanying on the gurney. “Oh god, Y/N what happened?”
“Will what’s going on?” Connor ran over to the other side of the gurney and helped wheel you into a bay.
“I…I think her drink was spiked!” Will spluttered. “We walked out of the bar, suddenly she was sick and then she passed out …been unconscious since!”
“Will?” You weakly called out as your eyes opened to a blur of doctors and nurses rushing around you.
“He’s right here but first we gotta get you off this gurney and on the bed!” You could just make out Connor smiling only really knowing it was him by his voice. “Right on my call! 3…2…1!”
“What’s happening?” You began to cry, panic taking over as you still couldn’t move your body.
“Maggie we need a tox screen asap!” Connor ordered among a few other tests.
“I’m gonna puke!” You tried to lift yourself up.
“I got you!” Connor replied softly as he helped you sit up but before a nurse could get the bowl in front of you, you had already projectiled over Connor.
“I’m so sorry” Your words began to slur as the nurses laid you back down.
“It’s ok these things happen!” Connor replied cool as a cucumber as always. “Y/N? You ok?”
“S’going dark!” You slurred as your eyes fluttered shut and your body became limp.
“She’s passed out again!” Connor shook his head. “We’ll have to pump her stomach!”
“Woah what’s going on?” Will asked, eyes glassy and face red.
“We’re waiting for the test results to tell us what Y/N was spiked with but whatever it was was a very high dosage for her small body to deal with.” Connor explained.
“So stomach pump?” Will sighed rubbing his chin.
“I’ll take good care of her!” Connor smiled as he and the nurses wheeled you out of the treatment room. “I’ll keep you updated!”
“Thanks Connor!”
A couple hours later you were back from the procedure and sleeping peacefully in a room on the ward. Will had stayed by your side the entire time, holding your hand and running his free hand through your hair as he watched you sleep.
“W-where am I?” Your voice was barely a whisper. “What happened? Will?”
“Hey I’m right here.” Will smiled as he squeezed your hand.
“My mouth is dry.” You gasped as you tried to reach for the cup on the table in front of you.
“Easy, easy!” Will passed you the cup as you held it, staring at it between your hands as your memory started to slowly come back. “Honey you ok?”
“The bar …my drink?” Your breathing sped up as the cup in your hands began to shake. “I was drugged?”
“Hey, hey, baby you’re ok!” Will cooed as he held your face in his hands, making sure your eyes were focused on him. “You’re safe, it’s only water in that cup!”
“But how can you be sure?” You began to weep as Will wiped your eyes.
“I filled the cup, it’s ok.” Will smiled. “I know you probably don’t feel like you can trust anyone right now but you can trust me ok?”
“I know!” You sobbed as Will leaned into kiss your forehead before wiping your eyes again. “Will what happened? I remember leaving the bar?”
“Well you said something didn’t feel right, then you were sick and passed out!” Will began to explain, holding your hand tightly.
“Oh god you saw me throw up!” You covered your face with your free hand. “I’m so sorry!”
“Oh I didn’t just see you throw up!” Will began to grin. “I saw you throw up on Connor Rhodes!”
“Oh my god how embarrassing?” You blushed keeping your face hidden.
“Hey it’s ok, you couldn’t help it!” Will ran his thumb across the back of your hand. “If I wasn’t so worried about you I probably would’ve smiled!”
“Hey!” You laughed almost immediately regretting it from the discomfort in your abdomen. “Wow that wasn’t pleasant!”
“Making you laugh probably wasn’t wise on my part!” Will smiled as he laid the head of your bed down a little.
“They had to pump my stomach didn’t they?” You asked even though you knew the answer being an ED doctor yourself.
“Yeah but you’re ok now!” Will replied as you started coughing. “Here have a sip of water, it’ll help with your throat!”
“But…” You looked up at Will with puppy eyes.
“I promise it’s just water,” Will smiled sweetly as he held the straw to your mouth, “Trust me!”
“Ok.” You nodded as you moved forward to take a drink.
“See you’re safe!” Will’s voice was soft as he put the cup down. “Time for you to get some rest!”
“Please don’t leave!”
“I’ll be right here the whole time!” Will smiled. “Jay should be by soon.”
“Jay?” You asked getting comfortable on your side. “Why?”
“You were drugged and I want the asshole that did this to you to pay for it!” Will kept his voice quiet. “Besides you know Jay cares about you almost as much as I do!”
“Knock knock!” Jay appeared round the door. “Can I?”
“Hey Jay!” Will smiled as Jay walked in. “Find anything?”
“Yeah turns out it was the bastard running the bar!” Jay explained. “Y/N wasn’t the first incident, apparently he had a thing for women with the same hair and eye color and similar features!”
“What a creep?”
“Well he’s gonna be locked up for a very long time!”
“Good!” Will sighed as he heard you sniff. “Hey?”
“I’m sorry” You continued to sniff as Will and Jay helped you sit up.
“What are you apologizing for?” Will smiled as he sat on the edge of the bed. “What happened was not your fault?”
“The scumbag who is at fault is now paying for his crime.” Jay looked at you sympathetically. “You’re safe!”
“I know but I can’t get him out of my head.” You sobbed as Will pulled you into his arms.
“I’ll leave you two alone for a bit.” Jay spoke before edging quietly out of the room.
“Thank you Jay.” Will nodded in his direction before turning back to you. “You’ll be ok!”
“But what if I’m not?” You looked at him with red tear stained eyes. “I don’t want to spend the rest of my life being cautious and scared of every drink I ever have or any meal I eat!”
“You don’t need to be!” Will sighed with a pout as he wiped your eyes. “I will make sure that it never happens again!”
“Will you can’t do that?” You sniffed again. “It’s not possible!”
“Well when you’re feeling better and up to it we’ll stick to Molly’s and our favourite restaurant,” Will began to smile as he soothingly rubbed your back, “In the meantime you’ll have to put up with my cooking and I’ll let you watch and tell me when I’m doing something wrong!”
“Oh god I’m gonna end up back here with food poisoning!” You laughed quietly as Will chuckled.
“See we’ll get through this together!” Will smiled, gently tucking your hair behind your ears. “And if you think it will help we’ll talk to Dr Charles!”
“Thank you.” You replied as you reached up to cup his cheek in your hand.
“You know I’d do anything for you!” Will continued to give you the smile he knew you had no defense against. “Now budge up!”
“What are you doing?” You raised an eyebrow as you shuffled over enough that Will could squeeze into the small hospital bed beside you.
“Lying with you so I can hold you,” Will explained wrapping his arm around your shoulder allowing you to snuggle into his side, “and so you can get some rest!”
“I love you!” You mumbled into his chest as you got comfy, draping your arm across his middle.
“Not as much as I love you!” Will smiled as he held your face in his hand as he placed a kiss on top of your head. “Believe me!”
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He Won't Stop Staring - Will Halstead | 18+
prompt: “Why are you so worked up?" "Because they wouldn't stop fucking staring at you like they wanted to eat you." not requested
word count: idk
warnings: female reader, smut - [literally everything - oral (m and f receiving), unprotected sex, slight orgasm denial, overstimulation, brief fingering..]
A/n: …. Yeah idk I think I got possessed or something
Masterlist
Will was what you could call the jealous type. Just a smidge. And by a smidge, it was a lot. He couldn’t help it. Whenever he saw someone making goo-goo eyes at you he felt his heart race in his chest and something take over before he butted in and swooped you away.
He didn’t make a habit of it. It wasn’t like he didn’t trust you, no it was other guys he didn’t trust. Especially not the guy sitting at the bar that was making clear sex eyes at you even though he was sitting right there.
You paid no attention to it, knowing that what you were wearing was hot and that if it got Will turned on then it was sure to pull other people’s heads, men and women alike. “Will, eyes are over here baby,” You coo softly, a light laugh.
Usually you’d be saying that if his eyes were lingering on the cleavage of your shirt or dress, not when he was shooting daggers across the room at some guy that hadn’t even spoken a word to either of you. “C’mon, why are you so worked up?”
His eyes trailed up your hand as you put it over his, following up your bare arm until his eyes found your face. “Because, he won’t stop staring at you like he wants to eat you.” He didn’t hide the annoyance in his voice, the squeeze of his hand the only thing keeping him from going up to the guy and giving him his two cents.
With a sigh you lean forward, looking up at him, “Yeah well he doesn’t get the opportunity to do that now does he?” You raised an eyebrow at him, nodding your head to the exit. You guys had already paid for everything, just nursing the end of the last couple drinks that you’d ordered.
Through clenched teeth he sighed, “No he does not,” In seconds he was out of his seat, his hand tightly in yours as he pulled you out of the restaurant. His lips were on yours by the time you hit the side of the car, moving together the way they always did.
“Wait til we get back to your place,” You gently pushed him back, his eyes falling down over you as he pressed one last kiss to your jaw before rounding the car and getting in the passenger seat.
Will tried his hardest to keep his hands to himself during the drive, putting his hand possessively onto your thigh and keeping it there. The urge to move it higher was strong but he didn’t want to start something that he couldn’t finish until the two of you were upstairs.
The second you heard the door lock you tossed your shoes and bag to the side, just in time for Will to grab your waist and lift you up. Your back pinned to the wall as he pressed into a steamy kiss. He couldn’t help it.
Everything that kept him sane and cool had gone out the window and pure primal instinct took over as he sucked hickies onto any spot he could get his mouth on. “You…” He trailed off, sliding a hand along your thigh, pushing the dress you were wearing up. “Are mine.”
He held onto your hips as he pressed his hips into yours, groaning against your skin. “All mine.” Will’s words faded into the back of your mind as he rolled his hips against yours again, the slight friction only making your legs tighten around him.
“Will please-“ You breathed out, head loling back as his hot kisses crossed your throat, his nose trailing up as he pulled back to look at you.
There was pure lust in his eyes, he couldn’t even see anything through it. He was straining against his pants, hearing your soft gasps sending all of the blood going south, the friction helping immensely.
You put a hand on his cheek, kissing him roughly, “I’m yours. All yours.” At your words he pulled away from the wall, pulling you to the couch, in too much of a hurry to carry this on down the hall.
As soon as your back hit the fabric of the couch, Will was stepping back, his jeans and boxers coming off in one fell sweep as he leaned over you, letting you have the opportunity to pull his shirt off of him.
Once it was off you leaned forward, kissing his chest, before sliding down lower, hands sliding over his hips. “You’re the only one I want.” You mumble, looking up at him through your lashes, his breath hitching the second your hand wraps around him.
You’d sucked him off before but now it felt so, so personal. Like you had something to prove but not to him but for him. That you loved him more than anyone you’d ever known.
One long lick up his length sent chills down his spine, his body instinctively twitching forward. “God…” He breathed out, his eyes falling on you as you gave soft little kitten licks to the tip, smearing the precum around with your spit.
It didn’t take much for him to come undone, the warmth of your mouth as you slowly took him on had him mewling, his hand instantly sliding into your hair, grasping tightly. “You feel so good baby..” He let out a low moan, doing everything in his power to keep himself from fucking into your mouth.
Slowly you slid down to the hilt, your tongue circling as you pulled back up, lowering back down repeatedly. He tugged at your hair, knees almost buckling as you held onto his thighs for balance and leverage as you bobbed your head faster, craving to bring him just to the edge.
“Fuck, you keep going like that I’m gonna cum right now,” He clenched his jaw, feeling himself pulling closer and closer.
You pulled off, looking up at him, “Uh-uh, I want you in me when you do that,” You said low, your voice like honey as he reached down, pulling the panties off of you easily, your dress still sitting up at your hips
No matter how many times he saw you, Will still looked at you with big love filled eyes, even when he was seconds away from fucking your brains out.
“I swear you’re like an angel,” He muttered, leaning his knees against the couch as he lined himself up with you, reaching to grab your hand. “You ready?”
As soon as you nodded he pushed in, feeling you squeeze his hand as your legs parted more and more the farther in he got. As soon as he bottomed out he let go of your hand, bringing his to the side of your face. “Look at you all pretty and laid out for me.” He leaned forward, kissing you before rolling his hips up, smirking at the moan that slipped your mouth.
You reached to try and cover your mouth but Will instantly reached up, shaking his head, “No, I want to hear every little sound my girl makes.” He practically demanded, rocking his hips faster, pulling another moan from you.
“Will-“ His name fell off your tongue easier than anything you’ve ever said before. Your hands went to his shoulders, grasping on tightly, sure enough leaving imprints of your nails in his skin. “God you feel amazing,” Your head leaned back, trying to press any closer to him.
He gripped at your hips, tight enough there would be bruises in the morning, as he fucked into you faster, the moans and whimpers pushing him as far as he wanted. “You’re so beautiful.” His lips attached to your neck as you tried to hold him a scream.
With each movement he was pushing you closer and closer, the inevitable orgasm building up in your stomach, “Shit Will, I’m gonna-“ He shook his head slightly, his movements slowing down.
“Only when I let you.”
Your eyes met his as he pulled a hand, his thumb just ghosting over your clit, the feeling almost enough to send you over the edge.
As your hips bucked you looked up at him, “Will please, I need you,” You begged, holding the eye contact as he circled around you, in time with each movement.
He raised an eyebrow, setting you up to fail as he relentlessly attacked your clit, watching you squirm, bite your lip. Your cheek. Everything to keep your pleasure to yourself. But you couldn’t.
Your mind went black as you clenched so tightly around him, you were surprised he didn’t follow right away but instead his thrust picked up, fucking you through it.
The room spun as he continued to touch you, watching your eyes roll back, your back lift, thighs fighting to not press together.
“Will, please-“
“Oh I’m sorry, is this not what you wanted? To cum so bad?” He looked down at you, not stopping as you left scratches down his back.
He shifted the two of you, his hand going back to rub your swollen clit once you were situated , his dick further inside of you, the change of angle and pace giving nothing but another wave of pleasure to your body.
Your eyes screwed shut, not minding at all that he was using you the way he wanted, only caring that he was pushing your legs so far apart that you knew you’d be sore in the morning.
It only took a couple minutes before the familiar feeling built up in your body as strings of his name fell off your lips. “Go ahead baby, you’re doing so good. My girl taking me so well,” He leaned down, cooing into your ear.
The shiver of his breath went right to the spot between your legs, sending you right over the edge a second time, Will kissing at your neck as he gripped the back of the couch.
He was close himself, the feeling of you around him, the wetness and the sound of your mewls and moans bringing him closer and closer. He pulled back to look down at you, fucking you through your second orgasm as he felt himself getting sloppy.
You looked up at him, letting out a light breath, “Please cum in me,” You asked softly, those four words tying the knot that sent him overboard. with one final thrust he collapsed forward, a loud string of swears slipping from his mouth as he released inside of you.
His hips bucked against yours a couple more times, earning a whine from him before he pulled out, leaning down to kiss you. “I love you.” He said so firmly, with such passion that your heart felt like it grew a thousand times.
“I love you too,” You said back, leaning the rest of the way into the kiss. He grabbed each side of your face, both of your chests heaving and slick with sweat as he reached back to undo the back of your dress.
A light smirk on his face he looked up at you, “I have one last idea if you’re down for it my love,” He cooed, his hands dancing along your back.
Even with the lack of breath you nodded, still craving his touch. “Please,” You muttered, Will instantly leaning to pull the dress clean off of you, lifting it over your head.
“Alright, you remember what to do if it’s too much yeah?” He pressed a firm kiss to the front of your throat, leaving a mark before dipping lower across your collarbone.
Faintly you nodded, breathing out a sigh, “Tap your shoulder twice.” You answered, feeling his hand slide up your thigh. A million and one thoughts were running through your mind, every single one being replaced as Will pressed a finger into you.
A sharp gasp left your lips, back arching into his lips as your hips twitched towards him, still sensitive as he twisted his finger inside of you. “Good girl,” He hummed, sucking clear marks down your chest until his face was aligned with his hand.
His breath hit your skin, him looking up at you as he left more kisses on your inner thigh, inching closer to your pussy. “God Will…” You whined out.
The sound of his name once again leaving your lips had him sliding a second finger in, pumping in and out strategically. Of course he knew how to use his hands, he was a doctor. Past plastic surgeon. He could lead you to another orgasm with his eyes closed.
Will’s tongue swiped along your clit, circling it slowly as he watched you fall apart under his touch. Your hips twitched up, his other hand coming up to push them down, holding you against the cushions as he replaced his fingers with his mouth, devouring every single bit of you.
The mixture of you and him inside you was heaven, his mouth moving quickly. He put your legs over his shoulders, looping his arm around them, using his first two fingers to rub against your clit as his tongue worked across you.
“Fuck, fucking-“ You practically screamed out, your hands falling into his hair, holding tightly. “Will-“ No other words came to mind as you were filled with his touch.
It didn’t take long for your legs to shake, heels crossing. As your third orgasm ripped through you as you wet his face, trying not to grind down on his tongue, his nose bumping your sweet spot as he looked up at you, not stopping until you told him to.
If he could stay between your legs for the rest of his life he would, it was probably his favorite part of the night. Tasting you, being able to bring you into the trembling state with just his tongue.
It was blissful. As he worked you over, openly ready to build you up for a forth time you reached out, tapping his shoulder as your heart hammered in your chest.
He was off of you in seconds, instead leaning up to put a hand on your cheek, “Are you okay?” He asked softly, looking down at your flushed and fucked out face.
Slowly you nodded, “Mhm, jus’ need a minute,” You breathed out, your legs and hips sore. Will stroked a thumb across your cheek before shifting onto the couch.
“How about we call it a night? Come here,” He lightly grabbed your hand, guiding you over to him to lay against his chest. “Rest a little and we can get up to take a shower in a couple minutes,” His hand raked through your hair comfortingly, his eyes never leaving you.
You smiled and nodded, “Okay,” You slightly lifted to look at him, “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
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Surprise?
Connor Rhodes x fem!reader
a/n: continuing with my Connor kick. just something for the holiday spirit yk 😉. yay babies!!
warnings: fluffy, pregnancy, established relationship, swearing
“Baby? You okay?” Connor asks waking you up from your nap on your bathroom floor.
Shit. What time was it? No way Connor was already off his night shift.
“Hi! yes, i’m perfectly fine.” You say hastily and tired with an unconvincing smile. You were sick. You’ve been puking since early morning, unable to stay away from the toilet for 5 minutes. Ever since last night everything you ate came right back up. You were pretty sure you had food poisoning due to the take out Chinese you had, but you weren’t going to make any assumptions until you went to the clinic today.
“Okay…what are you doing then?” He asks with a furrowed brow now kneeling next to you brushing some hairs away from your face.
Sighing you decide to just tell him the truth. You hated telling Connor you were sick because he always treated you like you were one of his patients, but you couldn’t hide this from him.
“I’m sick.” You say starting to tear up. Why? You didn’t know, you just knew that you didn’t want to disappoint him.
“Hey, hey, you’re okay.” He says now sitting and pulling you to lay in his chest. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” He asks a little softer now.
“I-I just feel bad!” You say now sobbing into his chest making his heart hurt a little.
“Well, why?” He asks in the same soft tone brushing your hair with his hand. Completely confused also, you hated crying but you were now sobbing over being sick. Something must be wrong.
“B-because you just got off shift from the hospital, and last night I got take out Chinese that made me sick.” You manage to say through broken sobs which took him a few seconds to understand.
“You feel bad because I just got off work, and you had Chinese food last night?” He asks confused.
“Yes! But no!” Taking a deep breath you sit up to look Connor in the eye collecting your thoughts.
“I feel bad, because you just got off shift, and we might have to go back to the clinic because I’m pretty sure I have food poisoning from the food I had last night. I’ve just been so sick all morning.”
“Oh baby. Don’t feel bad, if you’re sick we can go to the clinic. It’s not like I’ll be working when I’m there. Here how about you take a shower, I’ll make you some toast and we can go to the doctor? Sound good?”
“Yes.” You say sniffling and standing up. Connor also stands giving you a hug and kiss on your forehead. You don’t know what you would do without him.
Once you got out of the shower you noticed you felt a lot better, but it’s better to go to the doctor and make sure everything is okay anyway.
You put on a pair of joggers and one of Connor’s sweatshirts that you basically drowned in but you couldn’t care less. Your whole body was achy, especially your boobs and you didn’t want a form fitting shirt.
“Ready to go?” Connor asks you once you’ve finished breakfast.
“Yeah, but I feel a lot better now. That shower really helped.” You say getting up from your spot and yawning.
“That’s good. Let’s just go to the clinic anyway and make sure everything is okay.”
Once you got to the hospital you immediately started to feel uneasy again. Your stomach really started fluttering and you didn’t know why. Probably just cramps signaling your period is on its way again. Great.
“Good news Y/N, you don’t have the flu or any other virus for that matter. Your blood also came back clean so It could just be a mild case of food poisoning or a 24 hour bug, either way you should be good to go. I also saw that you don’t have a flu shot on file for this year yet so would you want to get that out of the way while you’re here too?” Your doctor asks.
“Yes that’s fine.” You say earning a look from Connor. He’s always bugging you to stay up to date with those things.
“Okay, the nurse will be in shortly to administer the shot. Also do you want to start scheduling your O.B. appointments? I know it’s early but It’s better to be on the schedule with those things instead of coming around last minute.” She asks catching both you and Connor completely off guard.
“O.B. appointments?” You both say in unison.
“Yes. Do you have a preferred Obstetrician?” She asks only making you furrow your brow harder.
“Um, no? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You asked now earning a confused look from her.
“Well I suppose if you guys are planning on using a midwife that’s fine too, but it’s highly recommended that you go to monthly check-ups while you’re pregnant to ensure the baby’s safety. Connor your’re a doctor you should know this.” The doctor says chuckling slightly to herself, but her smile quickly fading when she realizes both of you guys still aren’t catching on.
“The baby…?” You mutter quietly to yourself afraid to look a Connor for his reaction, which is him just standing there white as a ghost.
“Y/n, you do know you’re pregnant right?” She finally asks now making you look at Connor,
“Pregnant?” You say finally looking at him.
Connor runs a hand through his hair as he finally takes a few steps to stand next to you.
“We’re having a baby?” He asks quietly grabbing your hand, then looking at the doctor.
“We’re having a baby?” He asks louder now, unsure if he believes it or not.
“Um, yes. You are. I’m surprised you guys don’t know, Y/N, by your blood work it shows you’re about 12-14 weeks along.” She says a little shocked.
This makes you look at Connor absolutely shocked. To which he is giving you the same face.
“I’ll give you guys some privacy, would you like me to order an ultrasound?” She asks getting no response until Connor finally tears his eyes away from you and nods almost frantically at her.
“Yes. Yes please.” He says as she shuts the door.
Slowly standing up, you walk away from Connor to stand in the middle room putting space between you guys before you turn to him again.
“A baby?” You ask still unsure on whether you believe it or not.
Of course you would want a child with him. You guys were married for Christ’s sake, but you just assumed it was never in the cards for you guys.
Connor closes the space between you guys, cupping your face his in his hands forcing you to look at him.
“What are you feeling right now?” He asks slightly teary eyed, completely unaware if you want this or not. He thought ever since you accepted it wasn’t going to happen, that you might not want this anymore. That you might not want this baby.
“I-I’m shocked.” You whisper feeling like you just got all the air knocked out of you.
“I’m scared.” You finally admit meeting his eyes again.
“Hey, there’s no reason to be scared. We’re in this together. Whatever you want to do, i’m there.” He says reassuringly.
“Do you think I don’t want this?” You ask slightly worried.
“I think we’re both in shock right now. I don’t know what to think…”He admits pursing his lips a little. “What do you want?” He finally asks a little bit afraid of the answer.
“I want a baby.” You finally admit chuckling a little bit. “I want a family. I want a family with you. I want to have mini you’s and me’s running around…I want this.” You say more confidently chuckling a little at Connor’s smile.
“We’re having a baby!” He says excitedly kissing you.
A little while later the doctor comes back with the ultrasound. Your eyes start to swell with tears as you actually heard the heartbeat. It all just became so much more real. You look over to Connor who is so happy. There is no other way to describe the sparkle in his eye. How in love with you he is, and how in love with this baby he already is. You squeeze his hand as you look over to the machine again when your face drops.
Maybe the downside of being a nurse is that you can read an ultrasound machine, because the second you see the picture of your baby you turn to look back at Connor who is making the same face.
“I know it’s a little early, but I can somewhat make out the gender. Would you guys like to know?” You doctor asks looking over at you.
“We know.” You say smiling a little at Connor whose face is almost unreadable.
Connor doesn’t miss a beat before he kisses you more passionately than he ever has before. There was fire behind his lips and that sparked something within you. It’s so real. God you guys are so in love. You cannot wait to bring a baby into this world with him. Giggling against his lips you pull away and rest your foreheads against each other.
You wipe a tear from his eye before you finally whisper, “Its a boy.”
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will halstead with ‘You’re such a fucking tease, I hate you.’ prompt but reader is the one in control/more dominant?
Tease - [ Will Halstead ]
Prompt: “You’re such a fucking tease, I hate you.”
Word Count: 1650
Warnings: female!reader, strong language, smut - [ dominating behaviour, brief bondage, brief female masturbation, teasing, unprotected sex ]
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shoutout to @dumplingsjinson for the prompt list
When it came to being in control, Will knew exactly where and when it was his turn to take the lead. For example, the hospital, he was your boss after all which meant you had to do whatever he told you and listen to his orders, but when it came to the bedroom? Well, let’s just say that Will knew his place the second he crossed over that threshold.
Will’s back hit the mattress with a soft thud, a deep groan rattling up his chest as he felt the weight of your body as you climbed on top of him, clad his favourite slinky negligee which you could tell was his favourite given how hard he was as he twitched beneath you, feeling the wetness of your arousal coating his skin. He wasn’t used to being the submissive one when it came to sex but there was just something about the way you took control that made him want to roll over and give himself up to you completely.
“I didn’t like the way you ordered me around today.” You said seductively, grabbing his discarded belt from beside him and slowly trailing it across his chest, the coldness of the buckle sending a fierce shiver down his spine.
“Well I am your boss.” Will replied smugly with a grin on his face that you quickly wiped away when you ground yourself against him, spreading more of your wetness along his thick length that lay nestled between your legs, not inside you yet though which you knew was driving him crazy. “Fuck…”
“Keep talking and you’ll only make things worse for yourself.” You whispered into his ear as you leaned forward, trailing your tongue across his skin before tugging hard at his earlobe, eliciting a soft moan from Will as you paired it timely with another painstaking grind of your hips against him.
You pulled back from him, laughing quietly to yourself at the mere state you could put him in. The way he was so twitchy beneath you, his cock practically throbbing against your pussy and you could feel how he kept trying to push his hips up further, desperate to finally feel himself inside you after the day you’d spent teasing him.
He knew the second you cornered him in the stairwell and purposely pushed yourself against him was to make him hard, and it had worked too as he had to take a minute to cool off in the bathroom before he went back to work. And now, because of that, he was in such desperate need to feel you that he almost gave in and started begging, the one thing he knew you wanted from him but he also knew you weren’t going to make things easy for him after he’d ordered you to stand down in treating a patient, and therefore he wasn’t about to give him so easily either.
You grabbed his wrists, bringing his hands above his head where you bound them together with his belt, pulling it extra tight that it had his hips jerk upwards, his hardened cock brushing against your soaking entrance in a way that almost had you roll over for him to completely devour you instead, but you managed to control yourself. After all, this was your payback for today and you’d be damned if you let him have it so quickly.
“Is that too tight?” You asked quickly, not wanting to hurt him accidentally. He shook his head, pulling his hands apart just a little to show you he still had room to move them before you nodded in satisfaction, placing a rough kiss against his lips before you pulled back, rolling your hips once again before your hands slowly started to work their way up your thighs.
You could see the way Will’s eyes darkened, the muscles of his arms straining against the leather that bound his wrists as he watched your hands trail up your own body, gripping the edge material that covered your chest before you yanked it down, freeing your breasts which had Will swear under his breath.
He watched intensely as you began to play with your nipples, his cock throbbing fiercely beneath you as he tried desperately hard to feel you against him. You knew he loved touching you, loved feeling your hot skin beneath his large hands and you knew he loved your breasts most of all, loved feeling the soft mounds under his palms and those hardened buds between his fingers, which is why you could easily tell just how much not being able to touch you was driving him crazy.
“You’re such a fucking tease… I hate you.” Will said breathlessly, the smirk that rose on your face as you continued to caress your breasts almost making him want to break free of his belt and flip you over, but he happened to like this belt and he knew if he did, you’d only make things worse for him next time.
“Well if you hate me so much, I guess I better just get myself off instead as you couldn’t possibly want to do it for me.” You teased, pulling the negligee over your head so you were now fully naked, your hand going immediately to your throbbing clit before the material had even hit the floor.
“I know you mean that as a threat, but fuck baby… The thought of seeing you get yourself off on top of me makes me so fucking hard.” Will groaned, watching the hint of darkness to your own lust filled eyes as you drew gentle circles on your clit, making you moan softly as your knuckles brushed along his cock with each motion.
“As fun as it would be to have you watch me…” You exhaled, arching your back a little as you continued to pleasure yourself before you suddenly stopped, your now wet fingertips walking up his chest and over his chin, pushing open his mouth as they hooked behind his teeth. “I think I’d much rather have you do it for me.”
At that second, as Will was far too preoccupied with tasting you off your fingertips to notice anything else, you grabbed hold of his cock, settling the tip between your folds before you slowly began to sink down onto it, making him bite down on your fingers as low, breathy gasps left his lips as he filled you up completely.
The way you felt around him, the mere tightness of your pussy had him bust free of the belt that bound him, the leather strap hitting the floor with a thud as his hands came to grip your hips, fingers digging deep into your flesh and you lifted your hips, setting a slow pace as you slid back down until he was once again buried deep inside you.
“Couldn’t wait to get your hands on me could you?” You said around a moan as you began to pick up the pace, feeling the warmth of your own arousal as it spread across your inner thighs.
Will didn’t say anything, he literally couldn’t as the moment you started moving faster, his hands slinking around your back to hold your ass as they guided your motions, he became a moaning mess beneath you, unable to do anything but watch you. The way your breasts bounced with each movement had him biting down on his lip, his hips starting to thrust upwards, meeting your pace as you gripped the headboard, riding him in a way that made him want to boss you around at work more often if this was his punishment.
“Fuck… Will… Fuck, I’m gonna come.” You panted, his fingers pushing harder into the flesh of your ass as you felt that pressure deep inside you building, ready to burst with each thrust of his cock against your sweet spot.
“Come for me baby.” Will groaned, angling his hips just right that with one last, well-synced thrust of his cock meeting the grind of your hips, his tip hit hard against that spot deep inside you, causing you to clench tightly around him, as you came hard, your legs tensing around his hips.
“Fuck…” You threw your head back, your body stilling as Will’s hold on you was the only thing keeping you moving as he fucked your through your orgasm, one that was so intense, so pleasure driven that you could see stars and feel the pure heat that coursed through your veins.
The way his name left your lips, so breathy and so sweet sounding pushed him over his own edge, his eyes glued to you, beads of sweat beginning to roll down the valley of your breasts as they rose rapidly with each breath you took. The moment your head tilted forward again and your eyes met Will’s he knew he was done for.
He slammed your ass down hard against him, his warmth releasing inside you as your name left his lips in a deep, raspy groan, your hands landing atop his chests as you began to move your hips again, feeling him throbbing inside you as you milked every last drop from within him. You fell forwards, your bodies sticking together with sweat as you kissed him, his body still twitching beneath you as he came down from his mind blowing orgasm.
You pulled back, staring deep into his eyes as Will’s hand pushed back the hair that stuck to your forehead, threading his fingers through it before pulling you in for another quick kiss, neither of you having much air left in your lungs for anything longer.
“If that’s the punishment I get for ordering you around at work…” Will said breathlessly, a small smile creeping its way up into his face. “…then baby, you can bet that I’ll be doing it a hell of a lot more because that… was fucking incredible.”
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Jay Halstead - Overnight Dad
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Chapter 6
You had fallen asleep due to being exhausted. This was probably the worst reaction you had ever had. Jay unbeknown to you hadn’t left your side since arriving. He sat there watching as you slept holding your hand internally beating himself up. Hailey and Will watched from outside knowing that he needed to do this alone.
“Y’know it’s not his fault right?” Will asked Hailey but in more of a statement, “He needs to realise this and stop beating himself up,”
Hailey scoffed, “That’s like talking to a brick wall. He’ll over analyse this for the next month,” She knew he meant well. But he could be over critical on himself.
Hailey was distracted by the buzz of her phone. A message from Kelly asking how you were. He took off shortly after Jay and Hailey arrived as it had been scary for Katie. She replied telling him you were sleeping it off.
You could hear noises around you, but it took you a minute to remember where you were. The hospital. You’re eyes began to flicker open and a groan escaped your lips. You felt a hand in yours which you presumed to be your dads.
“Hey kiddo,” The voice brought you to reality as he gave your hand a gentle squeeze. “Good sleep?” He asked as he watched you begin to take in your surroundings. You nodded and tried to sit up in the bed which he instantly helped you with. By this point Hailey, Will and Natalie had entered the room. Natalie was the doctor who was actually treating you.
You gave them all a little smile, still too exhausted to speak. Natalie went through some questions and checks but gave you the all clear to go home. After twenty minutes you were set to head home still feeling exhausted. You hadn’t really spoken which wasn’t completely abnormal for you as you were a really shy kid. Jay held onto your hand as you had refused a wheelchair but you were a bit wobbly on your feet, jays instincts were telling him to just carry you but that was still un chartered territory. So when you stopped and looked up at him he was surprised when those words came out your mouth. “Can you carry me please?” Hailey was shocked too but a smile crept across her face.
He cleared his throat, “yeah of course,” he smiled before bending and lifting you up, positioning you to his side slightly and you wrapped your legs around his waist, arms around his neck and rested your head on his shoulder. It felt odd, but in a nice way, jay felt the same. Hailey by this point was walking behind and snuck her phone out to get a picture as she knew this was a moment worth remembering. By the time you had all gotten to Jay’s truck you had fallen asleep and become a bit of a dead weight, not that Jay minded.
“Hails, can you get the door please? She’s asleep,” he whispered in an attempt to not wake you.
“She looks like you when she sleeps,” Hailey held the door open and they both stood for a second to take in the tiny human (to them anyways) that had rocked their world. Smiling Jay closed the door quietly.
The journey home lasted twenty minutes and you had slept through all of it absolutely exhausted from today. Jay unbuckled your seat belt and carefully lifted you again into his arms, cursing himself as he heard you begin to stir.
“Shh, we’re home, go back to sleep” he whispered before kissing your head. You lay with your head resting on his shoulder as your eyes adjusted to the surroundings of the hallway to your apartment.
Hailey had gone ahead and opened up the doors to make it easier for Jay. He headed straight for your bed room as you lay quietly holding onto your dad, him not aware that you had started to wake up.
He pulled the covers back and gently placed you down taking surprise when he noticed that you weren’t sleeping.
“Hey, kiddo.” He spoke softly whilst tucking you in. “I’ll let you sleep for a bit and then we can think about food. Sound okay?” He asked before standing up.
You nodded your head, feeling the tiredness deep over you again. Jay turned on his heels and went to walk out the door before stopping with surprise when he heard you speak.
“Dad?” His head turned as he tried to wipe the shock off his face, “yeah kiddo?”
“Can you stay?” You asked, moving to create some space for your dad to sit. His face softened as he realised what you were asking. He nodded and took his jacket off, laying it on your desk before sitting on the side of your queen size bed. He felt a little uncomfortable as once again this was something completely new to him but he leaned back against the head board and lifted his feet up to get comfy. You instantly closed the gap, cuddling into his side with half eyed Ted before crashing out again. As he put his arm around you, he couldn’t help the giant grin that crept along his face. It no longer felt uncomfortable, instead it felt comfortably normal.
This, he could get used too.
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Pregnancy pains - Jay Halstead
“Sarge, please let me stay here. I will stay at my desk, but please. Don’t let them put me answering 911 calls. I can’t sit behind a desk all day answering phones.”
“Y/N, you’re pregnant. That’s how it goes in a unit like this.”
“Sarge, please. I am begging you. I can’t leave this unit. You guys are all I have. If I can’t be here, then I will go crazy. And you don’t want a crazy pregnant lady on your hands.”
Voight sighs. “Fine. But you stay up here. You don’t go out in the field. And I will need your gun in the meantime.”
“Done,” you say and place your gun on his desk.
“Told anyone else yet?”
You shake your head. “The biological father is a pussy and fled. Right now I just want to keep this for myself. Well, between me and you.”
“That’s your choice. But you are started to show a little.”
“I know right,” you say with a smile and place your hand on your belly. It’s still so weird to you that there is growing a human being in you.
Your first trimester was a living hell. Everything made you sick. You were throwing up all the time, you could barely hold down anything. Up to the point your partner from the unit, Jay Halstead, had to take you to the hospital several times because you were severely dehydrated. The second trimester on the other hand was amazing. You had basically no symptoms at all, your baby was growing good and you were feeling good and you were very happy that you could go back to work. You were now in your third trimester. You were still working. Everyone from the unit was so caring. They got you everything you needed. But Jay was the best of all. You and him always had a special bond. You were more than just partners, you were family. With the baby being so close, he moved in with you to help out if you needed anything. The baby’s biological father bailed after you told him you were pregnant and you had no family in Chicago. So Jay has been helping you with basically everything the last few weeks.
“Okay, I got decaf ready. We’ll stop at that bakery place on the corner for some breakfast, alright?” Jay said as you got out of your bedroom.
“Yeah, sounds good.” You sounded exhausted, which you were. You barely slept, your back was hurting more then usual. But you couldn’t sit at home, you wanted to go to the district. Besides, if anything were to happen, you’ll probably be better off at the hospital then home alone.
Jay looked at you for a moment. “Are you good? Are you sure you want to go to work?”
“I’m okay. Didn’t sleep great and my back is killing me.”
Jay opened his mouth to say something, but you cut him off. “I’m fine. That’s what I get for caring a human. I’m okay. Now let’s go, I’m hungry.”
Jay chuckled as he gave you your coffee and you made your way to the car. On your way to the district you the unit caught a case, but Jay insisted on going to the district with you and wait for the rest of the team there.
Walking into the district, Trudy greeted you with a smile. “Morning. How are you doing?”
“Could be better,” you said, half out of breath for dragging yourself up the stairs, and you still had another set of stairs.
“Then why not go home? Get some rest?”
“No. I want to be here. So we’re going to work. Just got a case,” you said and started to make your way upstairs.
“Keep an eye on her, Halstead,” Trudy said.
“You know I will.”
Half way up the stairs, you had to stop to catch your breath.
“Y/N…”
“Jay, don’t ask. Just help me.”
Jay sighed, but he held out his hand and helped you up the stairs. You didn’t even sit down one second before the rest of the team showed up. They started to fill you in on what happened, but you didn’t catch one single thing. You took a few sips of water, but you were still sweating like crazy. You couldn’t catch your breath.
“Y/N, you got that?”
The sound of your sergeant snapped you out of your thoughts and you looked up. The whole team was looking at you.
“What?”
“Are you okay?”
You opened your mouth to say something, but now it was Jay that cut you off. “She is going to say that she is fine, but she is not. I just texted Will, he said to come in.”
You looked at Jay and you felt kind of betrayed. All you wanted to do was work, you wanted to feel okay, but now he was going to drag you to the hospital, the last place that you wanted to be.
“Okay, take her,” Voight said.
Jay gave the file he was holding to Kim. You slowly got up from the chair, giving yourself a moment to steady yourself.
“I hate you for doing this,” you mumbled as he grabbed your hand again and helped you to the car.
“I know you don’t hate me.”
Arriving at the hospital, Will was already waiting for you with a wheelchair. “Lovely to see you again, Y/N,” Will said as you sat down.
“I wish I could say the same,” you sighed.
“Jay told me you weren’t feeling well. Natalie will be down here soon.” Will rolled you into a room and you sat down on the bed.
“I just got some back pain.”
“And she was completely out of breath walking into the district and almost couldn’t make it upstairs. She was out of breath, Will. And then she zoned out for a while, sweating like crazy.”
Will hooked you up to the monitors as Natalie walked in. “Hey guys, how are we doing?”
“Back pain and some shortness of breath,” Will said. “And add an elevated heart rate as well,” he said as soon as the monitors went on.
“Can you tell me more about your back pain? Is it your lower back or more on side?” Natalie asked.
“It’s more the right side. It’s my lowest back, but it also feels like its radiating to my legs or something. It also feels like my lower leg and feet are sleeping.”
“Okay, so that is called sciatic nerve pain. It’s basically your body preparing for birth. I can give you some medication for the pain. You could also try to see if a message could help. Laying down on your left side should take some pressure off. Going for a swim, warm showers or a warm compress usually helps.”
“Some medication would be great, Nat. So that is nothing to worry about?”
“No, that will pass on its own. Usually after birth that feeling will be gone.”
“Good,” you breathed out.
“Are you still out of breath?” Will asked.
“A little.”
“Any chest pains, dizziness?”
“No. I just feel tired, like I could sleep for an entire year.”
“Okay, we’ll give you some oxygen and we’ll do and EKG.”
“Okay.”
Will placed the oxygen mask in place.
It turns out that the EKG showed that you have supraventricular tachycardia. It’s basically an arrhythmia in your heart.
“We’ll monitor you here for a few hours. Sometimes it passes on it’s own. Otherwise we can look at some medication. Have you been resting enough?” Natalie asked.
Jay let out a laugh. “Sorry, but Y/N and resting? Not happening. The first trimester forced her to rest, but after that, she has been going non stop. And she’s up in the middle of the night cleaning the kitchen or the bathroom.”
“I can’t help it, okay. Everything just needed to be clean. And that was only a few times!”
“Y/N, you have to take it easy. For your sake and for your baby’s. We’ve seen you here too much already,” Natalie says.
“I know. I just… I hate sitting still and work is my only income. I’m all alone in raising this baby and paying for everything.”
“I understand, but you getting yourself in the hospital again, isn’t good for either of you. So from now on, take it easy. Work from your bed if you have to. But take it easy, it’s an order.” Natalie also looks at Jay. “You got it, too?”
“Yep. She’ll be resting from now on.”
“Good. Now, let’s check on this baby, shall we?”
After a full day in the hospital, Natalie finally lets you leave. Your heart rate was normal again, so she said again to take it easy and get plenty of rest. Which Jay took literally as he basically put you in bed.
“You know you’re not alone in this, right?” Jay said as he walked back into your bedroom with the pizza.
“But I am. As soon as this baby is born, you’ll go back to your own apartment and I will be staying up every hour of the night. The next time you’ll be seeing me if is this kid is 18 and going away for college.” You take a bite of the pizza.
“Who said anything about me leaving? I haven’t even thought about it.”
“Jay…”
“No, hear me out on this. I care about you, a lot. And I haven’t said anything, because you are pregnant and you should be focusing on you and your baby, but if it is up to me, I’m not planning on leaving. Not ever.”
You feel the tears in your eyes. “Jay… I…”
“I can go if you want me to. Just say the word.” He sounded disappointed.
“No, that’s not it at all,” you say quickly. “It’s just that my hormones and feelings are all over the place. I care about you a lot too, but right now that is all I have. But I don’t want you to leave, ever.”
“Good,” he smiles and takes a bite of his pizza as well.
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