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halsteadlover · 16 hours
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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐨𝐮
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• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader.
• Requested by @hart-kinsella: Maybe him and mc are working undercover (but they're married in real life) and a guy tries too hard with her (takes her by the arm and invades her personal space as well as trying to flirt with her with words) and then Jay tells him that and punches him. They could be at a club like that one episode when he and Hailey (and Kevin, maybe? I don't remember exactly) were undercover - unfortunately I don't recall which season it was.
• Warnings: mention of drugs, violence.
• Word count: 1543.
• A/N: I know this is not my best work and I apologize 😭 but I managed to quickly write it so I can post something ❤️ and tell me why I stayed for half an hour staring at the wall to think about a title and I ended up with this one 😭 btw love you all and thank you always for your support
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It was no secret Jay sometimes hated undercover missions. Especially if you were involved.
He couldn’t help it. He knew you were an amazing cop, one of the best he ever worked with, capable of defending yourself in any circumstances but since you were also his wife, he couldn’t help but worry about you.
And this case was no different.
You and Jay were undercover due to a drug trafficking case, him as a potential buyer interested in purchasing the drugs, you as his work partner who had set up the connection with Joshua Ryder, the criminal suspected of being the gang’s leader.
Jay was on the verge of losing his mind, not being able to stay still and acting like nothing was happening.
You were both in a club, sitting in a VIP room while you talked with Ryder and convince him to make a deal with you. The rest of the team were instead in some fake company’s vans listening to your conversations in real time.
However, things started to go wrong when Jay noticed one of the traffickers approaching you in a way he didn’t like at all.
“Are you here to do business or watch her like a hawk?” the gang leader had insisted for the umpteenth time while for the umpteenth time Jay directed his gaze towards you who continued to giggle with fake enthusiasm with one of Ryder’s henchmen.
You were uncomfortable, as with any mission that involved getting close to another man other than your husband. You knew it was your job, that you had a duty to fulfill and your private life had to stay out of it but sometimes it wasn’t that easy.
“You sure you don’t want anything to drink, sugar?” Asked the man who insistently continued to hit on you. You didn’t even know his name – or care to know – but you smiled anyway with fake naivety, slightly shaking your head.
You quickly glanced at Jay who was sitting in front of you, noticing he was busy talking to Ryder, but his gaze met yours for a moment. It was brief but in that simple look you understood he too had noticed that guy’s insistence. Jay had his arms crossed over his chest, breathing heavy, his jaw clenched as he saw how this man insisted on getting closer to you.
He was disgusting, he smelled of alcohol from miles away, and you had to repress the urge to vomit and the instinct to punch his ugly face.
The man approached further, sliding on the sofa towards you and you moved back, trying to create further distance but without making it obvious and making him suspicious.
“You know, my boss is quite jealous of his employees, you shouldn’t be so close to me,” you falsely giggled but he didn’t seem to get the hint, in fact, it seemed to amuse him even more.
“We’re all one big family here darling, what’s mine is someone else’s and what’s someone else’s is mine…” He rested an arm on the back of the sofa behind your shoulders and although he hadn’t even touched you, you felt your skin crawl and the urgent need to throw yourself into an acid bath. “If you want to do business with us your boss will have to learn how to share… Especially with such a beautiful and gracious girl like you.”
The desire to kick him in the balls was intense and you wondered what kind of woman would really fall for these words.
Jay was on the verge of losing his mind.
He was trying.
He was really trying but it was so fucking hard to stay still and not react when that son of a bitch was being a creep with his wife. Ryder was talking to him about something he didn’t even care about, but he couldn’t pay attention and process a single word, too focused on you.
He couldn’t help but glance at you every now and then, running a hand on his jaw in frustration and starting to fidget on the spot as he saw the man getting closer and closer to you and invading your personal space, like touching your hair or caress your shoulder.
It wasn’t jealousy, he could never be jealous of a filthy man like him but he deeply hated not being able to do anything to keep you safe without ruining the whole mission. He hated seeing you so tense and uncomfortable although from the way your hands were balled into fists in your lap, he knew you too were itching to punch him.
He hated having to pretend you were simply his work partner and not his wife.
But he swore he saw red when that man’s clammy hand rested on your face and your eyes widened at the contact as your entire body froze in place.
Fuck the mission and these motherfuckers too.
Jay lost control.
That slimy hand on you had driven him crazy and before he knew it, he had stood up and grabbed the man’s hand with his, punching him in the face with all the strength in his body. He didn’t catch the gasp that escaped you and he didn’t even care he had just ruined any chance of doing ‘business’ with Ryder along with the possibility of framing him. While his fist hit that bastard again and again, all he could do was think of those hands on you.
“That’s my fucking wife you motherfucker!” Jay screamed in his face, holding him by the collar of his shirt as the man spat out blood, struggling to keep up with the fury of the undercover detective. “Let me catch you again putting a hand on her or even just looking her way, I’ll enjoy breaking your fingers one by one before throwing you in jail.”
Everything was now chaos.
The team, who in the meantime had witnessed everything through your hidden cameras, burst in when they realized the situation had now worsened to the point of no return. You tried to pull Jay away from the man, but it was totally useless, not when he was so furious that your strength was no match for his.
Ryder was fuming when he realized you were cops and you had tried to frame him, swearing he’d make you pay dearly while Kevin handcuffed him along with the rest of his goons.
“Baby,” you called back but Jay didn’t look at you right away. You stood outside the club under Voight’s orders, a hand on his bicep and caressing him as you tried to get his attention. You were alone in a little corner, waiting for your boss for his inevitable fury.
“You okay?” He asked, his voice low but finally focusing his gaze on you.
You let out a laugh trying to diffuse the tension, you hated seeing him so furious. “You are ask me if I’m okay? I’m not the one who just punched a guy.”
He sighed, tearing his eyes away from you as he ran his hands over his face with frustration. Your heart clenched at the sight of his red and bruised knuckles. “I wish I had killed him to be honest.”
“Jay I don’t want you to get hurt because of me,” you replied, taking his hands in yours and leaving a kiss on the back of them, smiling when you saw his hard features start to soften at the gesture. “I could’ve handled him, I wouldn’t have let him go any further.”
“I know you could baby, you’re amazing,” he softy spoke, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. He took a step towards you, closing the distance enough you had to slightly lift your head up to look into his eyes. “But there’s no way on earth that I would have sat there and watched while that son of a bitch put his hands on you.”
He cupped your face with his hands, his thumbs caressing your heated cheeks. “No one gets to put a hand on you, much less against your will. You’re my wife, I’m the only bastard who can touch you and I will gladly kill anyone who dares to do it instead of me, am I clear?”
You let out a breath, almost on the verge of passing out right there and now in his arms. “God baby I want to suck your dick so bad right now. I love when you get so protective of me, it’s so hot.”
Jay burst out laughing, his stomach clenching in anticipation knowing you would stand by your words. He pulled you into a hug and you rested your head on his chest as you wrapped your arms around him. “I’ll always keep you safe, I won’t let anyone touch a single hair of your head, I hope you know it. God knows I would set the city on fire to protect you.”
“I know baby, I love you so damn much it’s insane,” you deeply inhaled the smell of his cologne, leaving a kiss on his shirt coated chest. “But I hope it’s worth it because Voight is coming and I think he’s ready to take us both out,” you continued when you broke away from the hug and saw your boss coming up behind Jay, a furious look on his face.
“Oh yeah, it’ll always be worth it, especially for the amazing blowjob you’ll give me later.”
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thestarrynightslover · 7 months
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Whatever Comes
Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader
Word count: 2,147
Warnings: A lot of angst. Mentions of blood, life-threatening injuries, hit-and-run, fracture wounds, and miscarriage.
Summary: Doctor (y/n) (y/l/n) and Jay Halstead are secretly dating when there is a terrible accident involving (y/n) and a lot comes to light.
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the One Chicago shows, or its characters, also not associated with it in any way, or know anyone involved with it.
A/N: Okay, so this is my first fic in a long while and I don't think it's all that good but I had to restart somewhere, so I hope you like it anyway!
(y/n) = (your name) (y/l/n) = (your last name) (y/n/n) = (your nickname)
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You had just gotten out of your car across the street from the side of Med and, as you were making your way through the bit of road that led to the hospital, a car comes into the driveway — screeching tires, in full speed — and runs you over long before you could even see anything and, there, in the matter of a few seconds, everything goes black and you’re left bleeding out in the street.
Almost an hour later, after you had regained consciousness and had begun dragging yourself, very slowly, towards the hospital, Will and Ethan, about to go inside Med, spot you and run your way eager to help you out — even if they hadn’t known it was you at first.
“Oh man, it’s Dr. (y/n) (y/l/n)!” Ethan exclaimed.
“(y/n), can you hear me?!?” You sort of heard Will ask through your dizziness haze.
“Wow, you’re actually shorter this up close than I had imagined at first.” You attempted a joke with your friend, momentarily gaining some clarity.
Ignoring you, Will just asked no one specifically, “oh Lord, how long has she been bleeding out here?”
Decisive as always, you heard as Dr. Choi commanded, “I don’t know but, come on, Will, let’s carry her to the ED!”
As soon as your friends get inside the hospital with you, everybody stays in shock for a moment until Maggie yells: "get her in treatment 4, now!"
Following her lead, Will and Ethan get started on treating you, who has a few broken ribs, and free fluid in your belly besides from a punctured spleen. Having done their best in the ED, they decide to send your upstairs for surgery with Crocket.
Once you're going to surgery, Miss Goodwin tells Maggie and the doctors to call PD and specifically ask for Intelligence, since you were friends with the unit. As the cops get there, one stands out: Jay Halstead. He's frantic, devastated-looking, just completely lost, and desperate to hear more news about your condition. No one really understands why he is reacting like that, but all of them do share the fear of losing a great friend. Voight's giving out assignments to the team, so Jay knows that that's when he needs to speak up.
"Um, sarge?" All eyes are on him. "If you and the team don't mind running one man short today... I was hoping that I could, um, stay here with- with her?" Hank just stares at him, unlike everyone else — who are shocked — the older man's focus is on his detective's eyes, on the way he was so distraught from the moment they got the call about (y/l/n). That was the behavior, the look, of a terrified man. And, as everyone there knew, Jay Halstead — the freaking war vet — wasn't one to get scared easily. "(y/n) and I-"
"It's fine. No need to explain. You should stay here, Jay. Let us know, in case anything changes. And we'll catch the son of a bitch." He said firmly, making Jay feel as appreciative as ever, and, also, sending an implicit message to all the other members of the unit, one that said: we work this with all we got right now, for (y/n), and for Jay, no questions asked.
After the officers left the hospital, there was still a big commotion from everyone who stayed, because it was one of their own up there in the or. But, surpassing everyone else's, was Will's surprise by how distraught Jay looked, especially considering how his little brother wanted to stay at the hospital, instead of going to find who hurt you. So he comes to confront the detective about it. "So... You and (y/n) are a thing?" Will asked, trying to understand. Since Jay just nodded his head, he decided to push a little further: "And... Were you ever planning to tell me? What the hell, man?"
"Will, I-"
"She's one of my best friends, Jay! Not to mention the fact that I'm the doctor who oversees her work here!"
"Will you put it down?" Jay pleaded with his brother, motioning him to a more reserved corner of the waiting room. "I know, okay? I know. And I'm sorry if it upsets you, man, I really am. But this could've blown her career. That's why we hadn't told you yet." It was clear that Will didn't exactly like his brother's explanation, but he knew it was true.
"Just... How long?"
"Um, about six months?"
"Six months?!" The doctor yelled in shock, then repeated it in a lower tone. "But, six months?"
"Yeah, I know it's a lot of time keeping you in the dark, Will. But, trust me, we weren't thrilled about it. And we were hoping to tell you soon. I swear." Jay said, and his brother could, once again, see it was the truth.
"So, that means that when you started seeing each other she was still finishing med school?"
"Yeah, that's right. Which was, like, the main reason for us to keep it under wraps. An intern dating the attending doctor's little brother? Wouldn't look good."
"That's true..." At that point, Will took another look at his brother. Jay looked so worried and scared, even while trying to hide it. "So, uh, you guys are serious?" That question got a little smile out of the detective.
"Yes, we are. I know that it is new for you... But, I love her, Will. I really do." He took a moment to breathe, not being able to hold back some tears this time. “And, I can’t lose her. I just can’t.”
“Jay…” Will started saying but didn’t quite know how to continue. What could he possibly say to comfort his brother right now? “We just… We just gotta stay hopeful, okay? (y/n) is a really tough person and Dr. Marcel is a great surgeon, you know it. She is gonna pull through.”
A lot of disquieting hours later Crocket finally comes out of the surgery, just to be met by a very worried hospital staff and an on-edge Jay Halstead.
"Where is sh- How is she? Is (y/n) okay? Can I see her?" The detective hovers, not even taking a breath.
"Wow! Uh, you gotta calm down a little, buddy."
"Don't give me that crap! Just- just tell me how she is!" Jay shouts again, not giving a damn about what anyone was thinking. You were the only thing on his mind right now.
"Alright. But try to keep breathing, okay?" To that, the other man didn't even bother to answer. "Okay, um, it was a very complicated surgery, I had to do a lot of cleaning and moving around to get to the worst parts and-"
"Can you please just cut to the part where you tell me if she's okay? No offense, but you can fill me in on the details later." Jay stated nervously. It wasn't just that he wanted to know what was the result of all those hours in the or, but, also, because Jay knew he wouldn't understand half of what Connor was saying, even with the simplified language. You would. But not him.
"Right. Okay. She's, um, she's okay for now. We'll need to monitor her on an hourly basis, though." By that point, the surgeon could already see the relief on both Halsteads' faces, so he went on. "We controlled the bleeding, but, with all the blood loss," he stopped to take another look at the detective, "I'm afraid," another pause, because, sure he had delivered this kind of news before, but this time it was a lot harder, because those people were his friends. And, what they had just lost, he had just lost too, in a way, "we couldn't save the baby."
"The baby?" This time he got an answer from both brothers.
"Uh, uh... You, uh, you didn't know she was pregnant?" Crocket asked, kind of already guessing the answer while sharing a look with Will.
"Oh my God..." It was all the youngest Halstead managed to let out. Seeing how his brother was unable to react any further, Will decided to step up and ask the tough questions.
"So, um,  if everything goes well from now on, you think that (y/n/n) will make a full recovery?"
"Ahhh, yes, actually. She was in great health, so, after making it through, uh, through the night, she shouldn't have any major issues." At that point, Marcel himself was trying to be as objective and as doctorish as possible, in order not to make things worse for the man who had just heard that he lost a child he didn't even have a chance to wait for.
"So, is it, um- is it possible that she didn't know about the pregnancy yet?" But, damn it, Will just kept asking all the impossible questions.
"Uh... It is, actually. Very possible." Hearing that, the detective immediately glued his eyes on him. "We estimate that the fetus was about seven weeks. It's very common that women on birth control haven't found out about it at that point." As neither Halstead said anything, Marcel continued, "well, she's up in the ICU now and in and out of consciousness but, if you want, you can see her for a few minutes."
Hearing that, the detective came out of his haze and said: "Yeah, I wanna see her!"
A few hours later, as Will Halstead gathered his things after finishing his shift, he decided to go check on you but got surprised when he realized that his brother was still there, in the waiting room. "Jay, what are you still doing here?"
"I'm waiting," he said simply.
"Jay." Will called again, "you can't do this, you need to go home, get some sleep, eat…"
"I'm not leaving her alone."
"She's not gonna be alone, Jay." Not getting any response, Will decided to lead with something else. "You know, Voight called Goodwin and said that they're hitting a lot of walls in the (y/l/n) investigation…" Measuring his brother's reaction, Will continued: "Maybe they'd have better luck working with the whole team…"
"Yeah, you're probably right. Tomorrow I'll tell Voight that I want in on the investigation." Jay said, not making any sign of wanting to leave.
"Jay, you can't work tomorrow after staying here the whole night!" Seeing his little brother still not intending to leave, he threatened, "if you don't go home right now, I'll call Voight myself and tell him that you're in no shape to work-"
"Oh, c'mon! You're gonna do that!"
"I wouldn't be so sure if I were you," Will said, looking as serious as they get. "Look, Jay, you know she's in good hands here. And, whatever happens, you'll be the first to know, I've made sure of it."
"But-"
"But nothing, Jay! It's time to go, come on!" Will pressed so much that Jay resigned himself to do as his brother told him.
For almost a week, you stayed in the ICU. For almost a week, Jay Halstead passed by Med on his way to work and on his way home from work.
Once you were moved to a room, Jay started feeling like he could finally breathe again, even though there was now the baby that someone had still to tell you. And, after chatting with Will and Crockett, Jay had already decided he was gonna be the one to deliver the news to you. So, one day, after Intelligence had already caught the drug dealers that were running away when they hit you, Jay asked Voight for the afternoon off to take you home from the hospital.
When you were at your place, you asked Jay what was going on: "Hey, you didn't say a word on the way here, is anything besides the fact that I just spent almost two weeks in the hospital and that everyone found out about us wrong?"
"Let's sit down for a minute, babe."
The minute he said that, you knew there was something really wrong.
"Okay, you're scaring me…" You said while sitting down on the couch.
"I just- I have something important to tell you," and, like that, Jay proceeded to tell you the worst thing you ever heard. It's not like you'd been planning on becoming a mother or anything like that anytime soon but it was still a possibility that was brutally taken away… You and Jay cried together for the first time and, consoling each other, you felt your relationship growing stronger. 
So much so that after some time you could start talking about the future that both of you foresaw with one another and, even though nothing was completely decided, there was one thing you knew for sure: as long as you were together, you could face anything.
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kiddbegins · 4 months
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Neighbors pt.2 - Jay Halstead
Requested: technically yes?
Word count: 1,379
Warnings: nothing really, just kinda cute
A/n: tbh i kinda just winged this
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It had only been a few weeks since your late night run in with Jay, embarrassment still following you when you passed him.
Not that he poked fun at you. Jay halstead wasn’t that big of an asshole. People had fears and he respected that. Everyone had something they were scared of. Even people that swore they didn’t.
Even him. Though his wasn’t as simple as bugs crawling or flying around his apartment. Or even heights. It wasn’t something as normal, as mundane as that. No.
What Jay feared, was being alone. Truly alone. He’d never admit it of course, but having his team by his side always made him feel better. The late nights at Molly’s. Invitations to come and watch a movie or a game, anything.
He grasped at all of it, holding onto it like a life preserver. Especially after tough cases. When the events of the day took a toll on him in ways nobody would ever understand. All he wanted was to ignore it and have someone by him that would keep him sane.
And usually he did. Hailey was a great partner, she rarely let him go home upset, always offering a shoulder to cry on. But this case? He screwed everything up. Got too close.
Took too many risks. And now he was isolating himself. Letting his team cool off before he talked to them, knowing each and every one of them had some choice words that they wanted to say to him.
You knew something was off when he didn’t react to your parking, instead silently getting out of his passenger side, closing the door without even slamming it in annoyance. Part of you even felt bad for possibly making his night worse as he trudged his way to the building.
It felt like an alternate universe had opened up and swallowed you whole. The man had held both the front door to the building open for you and made sure you were in the elevator before pushing the close door button.
If you had been any closer, you would have asked him what was wrong. If there was anything you could do. But you weren’t. The two of you were barely acquainted with one another, enemies if anything. So instead you stood silently, back to the corner.
Once on your floor you went to your door, stopping as you watched Jay go past, a light sigh leaving your lips, “Hey,” Your voice nearly made him jump, slightly looking up with a tilt of his head.
“I don’t know what has you all moody but, if you wanna talk…” You trailed off, the man muttering a thanks before going inside, leaving you in the silence that followed.
Awkwardly, you went inside, heating up some leftover pizza before changing into some pajamas. It was a Friday which meant no work for the next two days which also meant wine and shitty movies.
At least that’s what you expected as you sat, getting almost an hour into the film you decided on and about quarter of a bottle of wine, when there was a knock on your front door.
With a confused look you stood, heading to the door and peering through the peep hole. Jay was standing on the opposite side, hands in his pockets as he stood a reasonable distance from the door.
Instantly you opened it, looking up at him. “I uh, I was hoping to take you up on that offer.” Jay muttered, partially ashamed that he caved, leaving his apartment to come talk.
But he also knew if he didn’t get all of it off his chest then he might implode. Which wouldn’t be very good. “Yeah, yeah of course,” You stepped aside, letting the clearly distraught man in. “Do you want something to drink? I’m currently downing wine but I have beer, and water or something.”
Jay shook his head, “A beers okay, if you’re sure.” He attempted to not feel like a burden to you, clearly not sure what he was allowed to do, or say or touch.
It wasn’t like he was your best friend or something.
You nodded towards the living room, handing him the bottle of beer you grabbed before moving back to the couch. He took the spot on the opposite end, sitting practically on the edge with his leg bouncing.
“Are you okay?” Your voice was soft, the instinct to comfort taking over any sort of feeling you generally had for the detective.
Jay let out a dry laugh as he shook his head, a soft sniffle following that you pretended you didn’t hear. “I would say yes but if that were true I wouldn’t have come over here. So.” He shrugged, answering the question with a non-answer.
You shifted forward, leaning to try and see his face. (Spoiler: you failed) “Is there anything I can actually do? Do you just wanna sit here? Talk about it? Ignore it?” There was no way you could not ask him those questions.
He was on your couch, solemn look on his face as he drank the beer. “My entire team is pissed at me. Not that it isn’t deserved, I screwed up our case today and it’s going to backfire on all of us. But I just,” Jay sighed heavily, “A boy almost died and I had to do what I did.”
There was a moment of silence before he looked over at you. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come here I just… I hate being alone and you’re the only person that doesn’t hate hate me.” Jay shook his head.
“Well, doesn’t hate me enough to kick me out.” He corrected, chewing at the inside of his cheek. “Which you can totally do if you want to.” Jay huffed out, taking a long sip from the bottle.
You shook your head, “You obviously need someone, I wouldn’t kick you out. Not when you’re like this. You can stay here as long as you need to.” Hesitantly you put a hand on his back, feeling him tense under your touch.
“Did whatever you did at least work?” You attempted to make conversation, a small smile cracking on his face as he nodded.
“Yeah, it did. The kid’s safe. Back home with his family.” He took pride in what he did as a detective. Most, if not all, of the choices he made on the job were things he was proud to do.
Jay was good at his job, he knew what he was doing and he didn’t care what happened if it meant the people he needed to get to were safe. “Good, that’s good.” You breathed out, unsure about what to say next.
This was all uncharted territory and honestly, it was weird. One of two times Jay Halstead was in your apartment and he was nearly in tears. Not something you were used to.
A slight chuckle came from the man, pulling your attention back to him, “Are you seriously watching this movie?” He had tried to use the film you had on in the background to distract himself, laughter building up as he shook his head.
“What- it’s my night for shitty movies shut up,” You nudged his side, face scrunched up as you did. Jay held a hand up defensively, nodding as he did.
“Well you sure did pick a shitty one.”
“Yeah yeah, I bet you have great taste in movies.” You replied with a roll of the eyes, Jay sitting back against the couch, actually relaxing a bit.
As he tried to stop the laughter, he nodded again, “I definitely do.” Jay answered matter of factly, looking over at you. For the first time you noticed the slight rim of red around his eyes, like he’d been crying before he even got to yours.
It almost made you want to hug him, seeing people in pain never felt right. “Fine, here,” You tugged yourself out of your thoughts, reaching to grab the remote that was handed to him seconds later. “Put something better on.”
“I will.” Jay took the remote, flipping for a movie he liked and that’s how the rest of the night went. On your couch, watching a movie with the person you least expected.
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stefanmikaleson1864 · 10 months
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My Heart is Missing
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My Heart is Missing 
A/N: This is based on the last couple of episodes where Jay left to go back to the army. I’m also gonna be real honest I haven’t seen much sense he left so I hope you all like it ! 
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Y/N’S POV 
You and Jay halstead where on earth do you even begin with the two of you. He was already in the unit when you started. Voight partnered the two of you up .
It was a match right away. The two of you hit off immediately, and everyone in the office saw it. You both were always joking and laughing. 
You were also the person he trusted the most in the world. Whether it be late night locker rooms or at a old dive bar over a few drinks. 
You never got tired of being with each other. It was like no matter how much time you spent with each other it was never enough. 
The day he asked you to move in with him it wasn't even a second thought. I mean you two were already basically living together. 
Then the day he took you to your favorite dive bar and it was all decorated with lots of directions you knew something was up. 
He took your breath away when he got down on one knee. He looked up at you with those baby blues and your heart stopped beating 
“Y/N the best day of my life was when I meant you and every day after that has been even more amazing. And everyday i ask myself how lucky am i that you choose me. Someone who you think deserves being with you. I don’t ever want to loose that so will you marry me” Jay asked 
“Well it’s about time yes hell yeah” you said. 
He got up and kissed you hard and you both had happy tears running down both of your faces. 
The rest of the night was a huge party filled with laughter and love. 
About a year had passed and you finally both got married. It was in Trudy's backyard. Filled with twinkle lights and flowers. 
You were a simple dress and you felt beautiful. It was casual but something you both imagined it would be. 
Antonio was the one who married you two. The night went surpisingly off without a hitch. You couldn’t help but sit back and wonder how the hell you got this blessed. 
6 months sense then had passed and now it was like your world was completely flipped. 
Jay had been distant these past couple of months. Work has been a lot dealing with everything going on. We didn’t know who we should trust anymore. Our relationship with Voight was always a rocky one but now it felt like it was getting a lot worse. 
He was being really weird and trying to break the team up it felt like. In a time where we all needed to be united it felt like he was dividing us. 
The team used to be so close now it felt like we barely even talked outside of work. It was also taking it toll on me and Jay. we used to tell each other everything now we barely talk.
When we come home we both just kind go our separate ways. Jay will watch a game on the TV and I go back to the room and watch TV. 
We wouldn’t have our dates anymore or morning coffee together. The car rides in the morning were also weren’t even talking about us anymore. 
Before everything happened we were talking about marriage and babies. We were so happy now it was like a empty shell was sitting in the bed. 
You didn’t know what to do because you both knew you couldn’t go on like this. Something was going to break and you were so scared that it was going to be the two of you. 
Jay had to be have thinking the same thing because lately things were extra different with. He was hiding phone calls and being secretive. 
You knew he wasn’t cheating Jay would never he was way to good of a man. You wanted to ask but you were to afraid to ask him. 
So you figured when he was ready he would come and talk to you about it. You were just worried on how long that was going to take. 
Before he was a open book. He would always tell you everything down to what he would eat for lunch. 
It was hurting that what ever was going on he didn’t think it was worth sharing. It made you feel like you weren’t even his partner anymore. 
Right now you were currently laying in bed. Dreading the morning day. You barely gotten asleep and now you had to bring yourself to get up. 
Jay was already up and moving around. You could hear him and the way with everything was going you wanted to try your best and avoid him. 
It was a good thing that today you were both off. And even though  you were off you couldn’t make yourself go back to sleep. At this point there was no use. 
You got your phone off the night stand and started scrolling through your stuff. You were scrolling for a while you didn’t realize how much time had truly passed. 
When the door opened up and you almost broke your neck to see who was at the door. 
Jay walked in and gave you a somber look on his face. It was hard to read what was going on and he looked like he was struggling to. 
Before the two of you would be in bed right now cuddling and laughing and having a blast. Now the bed was cold next to you. 
You struggled to on what to say trying to read the situation before breaking down. You missed the warmth of the broken man in front of you. 
“Hey come sit wit me” you said pulling the covers back and creating a space for him in order to lay. 
He walked over to you and kind of sat up straight. It was like you just meant the man he was being so distant. 
You reached over and touched him and pulled him down so he was laying next to you. 
You both just kind of looked at each other for a moment. No one was saying anything which was really nice at that moment just enjoying each other company. 
“Hey” you both said at the same time making you both laugh 
God you missed his laugh. 
“You go” You said smiling at him 
“I need to talk to you” He said 
Your heart sunk into it’s chest and you felt like you couldn’t breathe. 
“What’s going on” You asked swallowing the lump in your throat. 
“I’m leaving” was all you said 
You could feel the tears following down your face and he reached over and grabbed your face and wiped the tears off. 
“Why i mean I know things were bad but I was holding out hope” You chocked out. 
You couldn’t even see everything was blurry from the tears. 
“God no hey look at me” Jay said 
You looked at him and he had a sad look on his face. 
“Hey not you i am not leaving you I am re enlisting i’m going to Bolivia” He said 
You sat up and was leaning against the headboard. You took your hand and wiped your face so you could see properly. 
“Why would you re enlist” You ask 
“Because I don’t like the person I am becoming in the unit things have changed and i don’t wanna be that cop and look at us we haven’t been okay and I want us to I love you” Jay said 
“So what you think leaving will help” You asked in a rhetorical voice 
Jays head just kind of dropped before he spoke up. 
“Yes I do I love you more than anyone or anything in the world and if I stay in the unit I’m gonna get worse were gonna get worse we need to do something and this way I can help people and know who the bad guys are” Jay said 
You were struggling to understand how leaving would help wouldn’t you stay and want to fight. 
“I don’t understand” was all you said. 
“Look baby I love you I do and i’m not leaving right away like 2 weeks okay. I was gonna ask you should take some time off of work” Jay said 
“We could go away for a little bit before me and you and go to greece like we always talked about” Jay said. 
“Yeah that sounds amazing we both could use it” You smiled. 
“Why didn’t you talk to me about it thought before deciding to just go” You asked 
“Because you would try and stop me and if you did I didn’t know if I would have the strength to leave” Jay said 
“You are my heart Jay halstead and I support you always and honestly if this is what you need” You said. 
“It is and when i come back when my tour is over we can re group you know. Talk about a family and a life okay I’m just helping out a friend this isn’t forever” Jay said. 
“Okay yeah just for a little bit” You said 
“Just for a little bit” Jay said. 
After Jay laid down and he pulled you close to him. Your head was on his chest and you could feel your heart beating. 
The two of you haven’t been this connected in a while. But for once in a while you finally felt lie some hope was coming back. 
This wasn’t going to be end this was just the beginning. A new chapter was closing and the other one was opening back up. 
You did need the time off first thing in the morning you were taking off you and Jay were always going to go on the dream vacation. 
Maybe it was what you needed to re spark everything.  And as hard it was to let Jay go you know you needed to. 
All you knew while he was gone your heart was going to be Missing.
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sjhhemmings · 3 months
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$50 please.
greg ‘mouse’ gerwitz x fem!reader
a/n: HAPPY NEW YEAR 🎆
warnings: alcohol, kissing, fluff
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“You know what? I’m gonna do it.” You say confidently as you throw back another shot.
“Oh, Y/N, that’s not what I-” Erin begins but stops as she sees you’ve already walked away.
“Too late. It’s time to let her go.” Adam says half teasing half seriously.
“They grow up so fast don’t they?” Alvin adds pretending to wipe a tear from under his eye.
The group of colleagues from Chicago PD’s intelligence unit sat back and watched as their shy, introverted, and currently drunk intern walked up to their tech guy.
“$20 she chickens out.” Adam spoke up again as they all wait in anticipation for what’s about to happen.
“$50 she doesn’t.” Kim says with faith.
Running a hand through your hair as you approach your long time office crush, you notice the all too familiar nervous feeling enter your stomach. Not today. Quickly grabbing another shot from a random person at the bar, the burn that rolls down your throat was exactly what you needed. Taking another breath you continue on your original path.
“Mouse,” you say catching both his and Detective Halstead’s attention once you approach them at the bar.
“Y/N, hi-” he says before being quickly interrupted with your lips on his.
After a few seconds without him kissing you back, you pull away.
Pressing a few fingers against your lips as you cannot believe what you’ve just done, you look at Mouse’s shocked expression with blushing cheeks and wide eyes.
“I-I’m sorry. That was a mistake. I- um. excuse me.” You say embarrassed as ever and walking away.
“Y/N, wait.” He says grabbing your arm opting for you turn around.
“No, I get it. Can we just pretend this never happened?” You ask overwhelmed with regret.
Cupping your face with both of his hands, Mouse places one of the most delicate pecks on your lips only parting slightly before you pull him in again, this time more aggressive.
Finally pulling away when someone clears their throat, you touch your lips again but this time with lust.
“Do you want to get out of here?” He asks with his hands still on your face.
“You read my mind.”
*Everyone’s reactions*
Erin: “Well, that turned out better than I expected.”
Adam: “I feel like I’m witnessing something I shouldn’t, but I can’t tear my eyes away.”
Kim: *clears throat*, “$50 please.”
Jay: “Atta boy.”
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annemiek19 · 10 months
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You could start a cult - Jay Halstead
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One thing you always knew, was there you were safe with Jay. Whatever you were doing, wherever you were, you were safe with him. If it was a work situation or at home, you were going to be okay with him. He would have your back and you would have his. Neither one of you saw this coming. Neither one of you was prepared for this. A high speed car change during the winter in Chicago changed everything for the two of you. That night, heavy snow fell. It froze so much that the snow was more ice then snow. You were in the car following in a suspect. Jay was driving. You grabbed ceiling roof handle tight as you sped down the streets of Chicago. You saw it happening to the suspect. The car were the suspect was in, slid across the road. There was a plaque of ice on the road, none of you saw. 
“Jay, watch out!” you yelled, but it was already to late. Jay tried to break. You could hear the tires screeching, before you smid across the plaque of ice. Your car hit a car on side of the road and you started to tumble around. That was the last thing you remembered. The next thing you knew, you were looking into the eyes of your friend and fireman, Kelly Severide. 
“She’s awake!” he yelled. He stepped aside and you were blinded by the light from the sky. 
“Jay,” you croaked out. 
“We’re going to get him out too. Right now, Sylvie and Violet will get you to med, okay?”
“Is he okay?” you asked Kelly.
Kelly didn’t respond right away, and with that, you knew how bad he was doing. Tears formed in your eyes. “If you can talk to him, just tell him that I’m alright, please.”
“I will do. We’ll come see you at the hospital,” Kelly said before he walked away. 
Sylvie and Violet put you into the ambulance.
“How bad is it?” you asked Sylvie. 
“It’s a miracle how relatively small your injuries are. You probably have a concussion and a broken leg. Some cuts here and there, but you seem to be doing okay.”
“And Jay? Did you see him?” 
Sylvie looked at you with a sad look. “He was unconscious. His side of the car was pretty damaged. Squad had to get you out first, because they couldn’t open his door. He’s in good hands, Y/N. They will do everything that they can.” 
You looked at the ceiling, trying to blink away the tears. The thought of losing Jay… You couldn’t imagine your life without him. 
When you arrived at Med, everything went by in a haze. Will came to check in you, but you barley said a word to him. Connor confirmed that you had a broken leg and a concussion. You could go home soon. There was still no word on Jay. After a few hours, you were released and you waited in the waiting room with your friends colleagues from Intelligence, your friends from 51 also came to check up on you and Jay. Time went by so slow. Waiting for an update was the worst. You had no idea how the love of your life was doing, and with every minute that passed, you felt your heart breaking more and more. 
“How are you doing?” Trudy’s question snapped you out of your thoughts. 
Immediately tears formed in your eyes. You didn’t look at her. You didn’t want to break down. Not now. Not while he could still be okay. “I’m…” You weren’t fine. You weren’t doing okay. You had no idea how to respond to Trudy her question. 
“We’re all here for you,” she said as she grabbed your hand. 
After four hours of waiting, there was finally an update. Jay was in a coma. He had a lot of internal injuries. He had a brain bleed. They had to put him in an induced coma. 
You were the first one to see Jay. His faced was so pale, it had bruises all over. Other then that it just looked like he was asleep. 
“Do you have a guitar?” you asked Will.
“Yeah, let me grab it for you.” He squeezed your shoulder before walking out of the room. 
A little while later he came back with the guitar. “I’ll leave you to it. I’m right in the hall, same as everyone else.”
“Thanks, Will.”
You grabbed the guitar. You started to play a few notes before you started singing a song you heard on the radio a while ago. When you heard it for the first time, it felt like the song was written for you. It described how you felt towards Jay, that you would do anything for him. 
“Darlin', I will give up everything. Who I'll be and who I am. You can have it all. Baby, you could start a cult, you see. Anywhere you go, I'll be. You are so much more than beautiful to me. Oh, I'll follow you 'til there's no tomorrow. I’ll follow you 'til there's no tomorrow. I’ll follow you 'til there's no tomorrow. I’ll follow you…”
After you finished the song, tears were streaming down your face. “Please be okay,” you cried out as you grabbed Jay his hand. “I can’t do this without you.”
For weeks, you were in and out of the hospital. Your leg was now fully healed and technically you could go back to work. But you didn’t you spent all your time with Jay in the hospital. Earlier today, Will send you home to take a shower and maybe sleep a little. He would call you if anything would change. You did exactly that. You only wanted to get a nap in for an hour or two, but that turned into a full 8 hour sleep, before you got woken up by your phone. You snagged your phone from the night stand when you saw it was Will. 
“Will, what’s going on? Everything okay?”
“Just get your ass in here, Y/N.”
“Why? What’s going on?”
“Just come to Med.” With that, Will hung up the phone.
You quickly grabbed your keys and rushed back to the hospital. 
You were running down the hospital hallways in your pyjama, hair in a mess and you were still wearing your unicorn slippers. 
“Where is he? Is he okay?” You asked as you rushed into the ICU. 
Will was waiting for you right by the entrance. “Calm down, he is okay. Just come see,” he said as you rushed over to Jay his room. You stopped in shock when you saw what had happened while you were away. He was awake.
“Hi babe,” he said with a smile. 
“Oh my god,” you mumbled. You looked at Will. “Is this real? Is he really awake?”
Will laughed as he nodded. “He is awake and doing good. The first scans were better then expected.”
You dropped your bag on the floor as you rushed over to the bed, hugging Jay with tears in your eyes. 
“You’re really okay,” you whispered. 
“Yes, I’m okay. I’m right here. I’m so glad you’re okay.”
“Me too.”
Jay scooted over so you could lay next to him. You snuggled up against him, something that you really missed these passed weeks. 
“How long have you been awake?”
“Two or three hours I think? They did some tests and scans. Will wanted to make sure I was okay before calling you. He said you’ve been here pretty much 24/7?”
“Yeah, I couldn’t leave you alone. I was… I was just so scared I would lose you. And needed to be here.”
“But I’m okay.”
“You are now, but for hours I didn’t know. They got me out of the car first because they couldn’t get to you. You were doing pretty bad.”
“Will also said you would sing the same song over and over. Can you sing it now?”
“Sure.” You grabbed the guitar and sat now on the chair next to the bed. You started to sing the same song, You could start a cult by Niall Horan. 
“We heard that song on the radio, when we were on that stake out,” Jay said. 
You smiled. “Yeah, it just described perfectly how I felt towards you. I would do anything for you. I can’t imagine my life without you.”
“Me neither. Which is why I had Will bring this over.” Jay grabbed a little box from the night stand. He opened it and there was a beautiful diamond ring in it. 
You looked at Jay in shock. 
“Will you marry me?” Jay asked. 
“Yes!” You got back on the bed and kissed him. It felt like it was the first time all over again.
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paninifixerupper · 2 years
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A Bump in the Night
A/N: This took longer than I’d like to admit but I’m proud of myself for actually finishing it. Some Jay Halstead x Reader for y’all to (hopefully) enjoy. 
Without warning your eyes open and you’re awake. Something woke you up, but you don’t know what. Maybe it’s just Jay getting home late, you think. You look to the other side of the bed and see Jay’s back, he’s on his side, sleeping soundly. Sleeping hard, if the snoring and the beer bottles sitting on his night stand are any indication. 
You settle back into bed and roll over to spoon Jay, then a tinkling of glass comes from outside your bedroom. It almost sounds like it came from downstairs. 
You whip your head towards the door and softly slide your hand over to Jay’s body, preparing to wake him up. But you don’t hear the noise again and now you think you were just imagining things. 
Then it happens again but this time it’s louder and it’s not tinkling, it sounds like someone’s rummaging through stuff. This time the noise doesn’t stop and you know it’s time to wake up Jay. 
“Jay, Jay. Wake up,” You whisper to his sleeping form and lightly shake his shoulder. 
Jay groans and stops snoring, “Sorry,” he grumbles, thinking you were shaking him awake to stop his snoring, like always. 
After a moment, his snoring resumes as he falls back into sleep. Seemingly not hearing the noises happening somewhere in your home. Maybe it was just your imagination, Jay was a detective, an ex ranger for crying out loud, you think he’d wake up if someone was actually ransacking your home. 
So instead of continuing to attempt to wake him, you slide out of bed, pushing back the sheets to investigate the sounds yourself. 
You walk to the door and open it carefully, avoiding making it creak. Slipping out of the doorway, you hear the sounds of rummaging become louder with the added sound of low, urgent voices. Now there’s no doubt someone’s broken into yours and Jay’s home. 
Fear makes its way through your spine and you stop just beyond the doorway, wondering if you should go back and wake Jay up. But deadly curiosity and denial pushes you forward. 
Maybe it was one of his work friends, you tell yourself, it wasn’t unusual for any of them to crash at your home if they partied too hard and couldn’t make it back to their own. 
Keeping your back to the wall, you walk slowly down the hallway, getting closer and closer to the voices from downstairs. 
Finally at the stairs that lead down to your main level, you put your hand on the railing and lean over it, trying to see where, or more likely who is in your house right now. 
You don’t see anyone through the darkness of the living room and you can’t lean over the railing far enough to see into the kitchen. Staying back at the top of the stairs, you hear the voices head back deeper into the house, away from the stairs. 
Feeling more confident now that they’re getting further away from you, you step down the stairs, one at a time, keeping your hand on the railing. At the landing, you can see into the living room better, the furniture is moved around and all of your belongings have been scattered. Now would definitely be the time to go wake up Jay. Or call 911. Or go wake up Jay so he can call 911. 
The gravity of the situation is settling into you. There are people in your home, there are criminals in your home. And you’re downstairs with them, without a solid door between you this time. 
This realization lights a fire under you and you turn to go back up the stairs, just as one of the intruders, wearing a green coat, rounds the corner towards you. Even in the dim moonlight, he’s able to spot you and shouts, “Hey!”
He bounds over to the staircase and you start running up the stairs as fast as you can. 
Don’t look back, don’t look back, don’t look back! You chant these words in your head, hoping staying focused on running will keep you from slowing down. It doesn’t even cross your mind to call for help yet. 
The upstairs landing feels miles away, each step getting you only a little closer than the last and now you can hear pounding steps behind you, slamming against every stair after you. 
Before you can reach that final step, a strong hand grips onto your ankle and pulls your leg out from underneath you, dragging you back down the way you just came.
The intruder twists your leg around and your body follows, causing you to fall on the stairs straight on your hip. Nothing but a sharp exhale escapes you as the wind is knocked out of you from striking the stairs so hard. 
“Get down here, you stupid bitch,” The intruder grunts, pulling you down the rest of the way. 
Your head catches on the lip of one of the stairs, knocking you out of your senses. Dizzy and stunned, you’re only able to lazily throw your hands over your head and try to grapple for something to hold onto. You can’t grasp anything and end up being dragged all the way down to the bottom of the stairs. The intruder drops your leg harshly, it bounces off the hardwood floor. 
“Now what do we have here?” A different voice asks from above you. 
You roll your head back to look for where the voice is coming from and see a black pair of shoes settle next to your head. 
“Found her snooping around, she tried to run but I stopped her,” The one who pulled you down says. 
It’s not snooping if it's my fucking house! You wanted to scream. 
“Well, isn’t that lovely. Able to find anything?” Black shoes asks. 
“Nothing of value. Except for her,” Green coat responds, nudging your shoulder with his foot. Your body jostles from the light kick and you can feel blood running down your forehead from striking the stairs. Your body is buzzing with adrenaline and fear, you stay laying down because you won’t be fighting anyone with this head injury. You have a strong suspicion that you have a concussion. 
“Well, up and at ‘em then,” Black shoes picks you up by your shoulders, dragging you across the hardwood floor that you once loved in your home, now feels cold and foreign against your skin. 
You’re helpless against the intruders, now assaulters, and all you can think about is Jay sleeping up in bed. Who’s to say if he’s even heard any of the tussle, from you not being able to shout out for help at all, still trying to catch your breath.
They take you to your living room, after Black shoes’ nod, Green coat picks you up and drops you face down on the couch like a doll.
“Go get a towel,” Black shoes orders.
Green coat walks out of the room, towards the kitchen. Anger and fear burn in your stomach, it’s not right that these strangers know their way around your home, and you’re scared they’ll keep searching upstairs and find Jay, helpless and asleep. 
The sound of leather sliding against denim plays against the air. It’s a sound you’re familiar with, having heard Jay take his belt off countless times. 
But you don’t feel the thrill and excitement you usually feel when Jay is removing his own. You turn your head around to get a look at what Black shoes is doing but he shoves your face back into the couch. 
His knee presses into your lower back, holding you down on the couch. 
“Hey-!” You yelp, your first and last attempt at a muffled cry for help as your arms are pulled behind your back and tied together tightly. A strong hand keeps your face pushed into the cushions of the couch. Barely able to breath, your eyes begin watering from the lack of air. You shake your head from side to side, trying to find a crevice of breath. 
“Perfect, stuff it,” Black shoes orders from behind you. 
He grabs your hair on the back of your head, ripping your head back. 
Your mouth drops open and you inhale sharply, practically gasping, “Ah!” 
Green coat immediately shoves a cloth into your mouth. Effectively gagging you and taking away your breath once again. 
You’re convinced they’re going to suffocate you to death. 
Death, I’m gonna die, I’ll be dead soon, are the only panicked thoughts reverberating off the walls of your brain. 
You don’t know what they’re gonna do to you, but now you know he doesn’t want anyone to hear you scream. The only person that would’ve been able to hear you would be Jay, and he’s sleeping. Upstairs, sleeping, in an entirely different world. 
The reality of dying was taken over by a different thought. 
Jay.
What’s he going to do when he wakes up and you aren’t in bed? When he comes down the stairs and sees you dead on the couch? Or wherever they’re going to leave your body if they even leave you at home. You can’t imagine how it would feel to find him in this position and you don’t want him to see you like this either, tied up, gagged, and dead. 
You wish you had woken him up, if only to save him from having to find you. 
The weight of Black shoes’ knee is lifted off of your back and you feel weightless. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think the two of them have evaporated out of existence from the silence behind you. Until you’re flipped back over. 
The two intruders are standing over the couch, looking you up and down, over and over. All of a sudden, you’re aware of your bare legs, and the oversized shirt that's bunched up around your waist. 
“Go wait outside,” Black shoes says. 
“But I’m the one who-” Green coat protests. 
“Outside.”
“Whatever, man, but I get the next one,” Green coat says.
As he leaves out the front door, Green coat wastes no time and pounces on you. He pushes your head back into the cushions again, forcing his face into your neck and inhaling deeply. You squirm and rip your head away from him.
“Mm!” You yelp when he bites down hard on your neck, in retaliation. Your screaming protest is muffled by the towel in your mouth.
The man’s weight presses down on you, keeping you in place and unable to get out from underneath him and you can’t breathe. The only thing you can feel is gravity crushing your chest and his biting teeth on your skin.
There’s nothing you can do, you’re trapped.
Jay. Think of Jay. You force the image of his green eyes into your brain and his smiling face.
Beautiful first moments from your life with him play on a reel in your mind. When you met him for the first time, when you went out on your first date, your first kiss, him meeting your family, becoming homeowners for the first time.
And now, for however much longer, you’ll know all of the beautiful last moments you had with him.
“So, what’s a young, beautiful woman like you doing all alone in a big house like this?” Black shoes asks, breaking you out of your thoughts.
“She’s not.” 
The body on top of you freezes at the new voice. Relief floods your veins at Jay’s voice, you can’t see him yet, but you can hear him. 
Click. 
“Get off of her or I’m going to blow your brains out,” Jay growls. 
Black shoes pulls his face out of your neck slowly, very aware of the gun aimed at the back of his skull. The movement allows you to see Jay in front of the couch, in all of his terrifying glory. You had always thought Jay had the face of a puppy dog and couldn’t understand how there could be criminals afraid of this man. But now, seeing him like this, you understand.
Jay’s face is fixed into a glare and in his eyes is barely contained rage.
“I said now!” Jay shouts, the man moving too slowly for his taste.
Jay reaches down, grasping Black shoes’ shoulder, and rips his body off of you. Jay steps around him, standing in front of the couch to block you from view. He briefly reaches behind to lay a hand on your leg, 
I’m here now, his touch tells you. 
Black shoes lands on the hardwood floor with a thud and shakes the room.
“You should probably let me go,” Black shoes says from the floor, ignoring the gun now pointed in his face.
Jay merely stares him down. But the man on the floor keeps talking. 
“‘Cause my partner’s outside and if I’m not out in say, oh, two minutes, he’s gonna come in here with his own little toy. That would be two against one, and I don’t think that’s really fair to you.”
The man slowly stands and puts his hands out in front of him. 
Almost on cue, screeching sirens and tires pull up outside of your house. With no time to waste, an officer shouts, “Chicago PD!” and the front door to your home bursts open and bounces off of the wall. 
Two officers enter through the door and quickly fix their guns on Black shoes “Stand down! On your knees!” they yell. 
As soon as backup arrives, Jay turns back to you and kneels on the floor in front of the couch. He pulls the towel out of your mouth and caresses your face.  Jay drapes the rest of his body over yours, covering it until the intruder is dragged out of the room. 
“It’s okay, I’m here, you’re safe now,” Jay whispers in your ear. His hand softly strokes your hair while you shake with sobs of relief and fear you weren’t able to let out until now. 
“What did they do? What hurts? They hit you?” Jay asks, his hands hover over the small wound on your forehead. 
“My hands, I can’t-” You ignore his question and move around, trying to bring attention to your tied hands so Jay can undo them. 
“Here, I got it,” Jay pulls the belt open and slides it off of your hands, freeing your arms. Jay throws the belt to the ground and pulls your arms out from underneath you.
“No blood, they hurt at all, your wrists?” Jay gently moves your wrists around and rubs the red marks.
“No.” You tell him.
“Detective Halstead, an ambulance is on the way,” one of the officers walks over, informing Jay. She glances over to you before obviously averting her eyes.
You look down at your bare legs and push yourself up from the couch, taking your hands out of Jay’s. You self consciously pull your shirt down over your legs, Jay notices the movement, “Here, one second. Sit tight.”
He makes to move away from you, but your hands shoot out, grabbing onto him of their own volition.
“Okay, okay, I’m not going anywhere. Just gonna grab you a blanket, okay?” Jay cajoles you, gently pushing your arms off of him. You’re too stubborn though, you’d rather sit here, pants-less, than let him out of your sight for even half a second. 
“Officer, there’s some blankets over-” Jay gestures behind him to the opposite corner of the room and the officer goes to grab one. 
“Of course, Detective,” she says, walking back and handing him the blanket. 
"Thank you. Here we go,” Jay throws the blankets around your shoulders, cocooning you. 
“The other offender tried to take off as soon as we pulled up, but we were able to apprehend him. They’re both on their way to the district,” The officer tells Jay. 
“Good, where’s that ambulance?” Jay asks. He cradles your chin with his hand, tilting your head back and forth, his focus back on the cut. 
“Five minutes out.”
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You feel safer in the hospital with all of the nurses and police officers around, but a wave of guilt has settled somewhere in between the house and the ride to the hospital. Guilty for not waking Jay up sooner, guilty of putting yourself in a situation where you put Jay in danger to help you. 
When the officer was taking your statement, you didn’t miss the shocked, maybe even angry, look on Jay’s face when you admitted to investigating the noises in your home without waking him up. 
Now, you and Jay were alone, him dressing you out of the hospital gown you were put in and into some comfy clothes while you were waiting for the nurse to process your discharge. 
“I’m so happy you’re okay, (Y/N),” Jay whispers while he pulls a sweatshirt over your shoulder. 
You scoff, “I don’t know if you would call this ‘okay’.” You chuckle and place your hand on the thick bandage covering the stitched up cut on your forehead. 
“It could’ve been worse. Why didn’t you wake me up?” He asks with an edge in his voice. You try to ignore it as you feel his hands scoop your hair away from your neck, pulling it out of the hoodie. 
“I don’t know, honestly. I mean I tried-” 
“Why didn’t you try harder?” 
This time you can’t ignore the anger coming off of Jay in waves. So you turn to face him and tears spring in your eyes. You don’t think you could handle another angry man tonight and you aren’t exactly sure why he’s angry. Usually Jay is the level headed one and only gets upset for you, not because of you. 
“Why are you upset with me right now? I didn’t do anything-” 
“I know, I know. I’m sorry. I’m not upset with you,” He puts his hands on your arms, rubbing them up and down. Jay gently pushes you backwards to sit down on the hospital bed and he sits next to you. 
“When I woke up and you weren’t beside me anymore, I went to look for you. I heard voices and when I looked over the railing and saw that prick on top of you, I-” Thick emotion causes Jay to cut himself off and shakes his head back and forth. 
“I didn’t know what they had done to you already but I had a pretty good idea of what they were going to do...” 
Jay’s words take you back to earlier that night and a shiver runs through your body, trying to shake off the feeling of the man who had been on top of you, “I did too,” You respond. 
Jay quickly picks up again, “I know, I’m sorry. It’s just, when they were taking your statement and you said I had slept through most of it...I was so angry with myself. You were in trouble, terrified and hurt, and I was sleeping. I mean, you had to have made some type of noise, right? And I wouldn’t wake up, I didn’t help you. I’m the one that’s supposed to protect you, I was supposed to protect you. You should be angry with me, I’m angry with me-” Jay ramble wildly without pausing to take a breath, his cheeks turn red from the lack of air. Jay’s hands gesture forcefully around himself. 
Jay had been so preoccupied with your safety that he hadn’t had time to process how he was feeling. And now that you had been given a clean bill of health and were being sent back home for the night, all of his emotions were bursting out the seams. 
You reach out and grasp his hands, stopping their movement. Dipping your head to match his eyes, you tell him, 
“Jay, nothing that happened tonight was your fault. Yes I was scared and shaken up, I still am, but that’s not your fault. And you did protect me, you stopped that guy from...from,” You turn your eyes away from him while you attempt to say what almost happened. You aren’t trying to search for the words, they’re right in front of you. There’s no secret what would’ve happened if Jay hadn’t have interrupted. But you still don’t have the strength to say it. 
Jay lays a warm hand on your back in comfort. 
“I mean...Jay, the only thing I could think of was you. Everything we’ve done together...everything we had done for what I thought would be the last time, I-” 
You cut yourself off, heaving in a quick breath. Squeezing your eyes shut, you let a few tears escape and take in a shuddering breath. 
“The only thing I’m grateful for now is being next to you and after that I don’t want to be out of your sight ever again,” You break down in heavy sobs, not for the first time tonight. 
Jay immediately pulls you into his side, tucking your head under his chin. He softly rocks you while you cry. Jay cups the side of your head with his hand, pushing it into his chest as far as he can without suffocating you. You wrap your arms around his body, trying to bury yourself in him, hoping that his imprint will erase the ones that were left on you earlier. 
In a watery voice, Jay says, “I don’t want that either.” 
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Jealousy
Fandom: Chicago Fire / Chicago PD
Series: One Shot
Pairing/s: Jay Halstead x Reader, Kelly Severide x Reader
Warning/s: none
Word Count: 629
Request: request : dating jay halstead but severide is your ex and jay gets jealous
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Some people think it's weird to be friends with your ex, but you disagreed. Some exes, such, but people like Kelly Severide? Nah, you didn't see it.
You and Kelly had dated years ago and separated amicably, and you'd been good friends ever since. He talked to you about Stella, you talked to him about Jay, to you it was normal. It sometimes bothered Jay though, when you and Kelly would have in jokes or conversations about your history and past, not that he'd tell you that.
It's not like you could forget everything about each other when you split, and Jat knew it was irrational, he trusted you, so he tried not to let it show, but it did bug him.
Like in Molly's after a very long shift, you were both sat with Kelly and Cruz as Cruz discussed the tattoo he was thinking of getting in memory of Otis, his friend, and his son.
"I think it's a great idea," you told him with a sincere smile, putting your hand on the arm he had resting on the table as Jay nodded his agreement.
"You have something similar, for your old college friend that passed," Kelly mentioned casually, gesturing with his beer to where you were sat. You nodded and the conversation carried on, with Cruz asking how you settled on the image, but Jay wasn't really paying attention.
It was so little, it shouldn't have bothered him, but he'd had a long day, so he excused himself from the booth at Molly's about getting an early one before next shift and headed out.
Kelly and Cruz didn't give it a second thought after they bid goodnight, but you couldn't help watch Jay as he left, a troubled look on your face before you excused yourself too and went after him.
"Jay!" You called after him when you exited the bar, noticing him from behind instantly. He stopped in his tracks, not turning but letting you catch up with him.
"Hey, what's up?" You asked, a hand on his forearm as you walked around him so that you were face to face.
"Nothing," he tried unconvincingly, knowing you weren't buying it either.
You tilted your head at him, a look on your face that told him as much without uttering a word. You faced off for a few seconds before he relented and sighed, eyes moving from yours.
"I just..." he tried to find the right words to explain without coming off douchey, "sometimes it just gets to me a little, seeing you and Kelly together," he admitted.
You laughed at the absurdity but he winced, looking a little hurt. Shaking your head you stopped.
"Baby, there's nothing between me and Kelly anymore," you told him, "we realised we were better off as friends, and we have been ever since, there's nothing for you to be jealous of."
"I know, I know, I do," Jay insisted, "it's just, I didn't know that, what he said about your tattoo, and I guess it just stung a little that he did."
You nodded but didn't say anything, so he continued. "I'm not trying to be one of those guys who tells you who you should be friends with and gets super jealous..." He explained, feeling like an idiot for even bringing it up, it's why he never had before.
"You can't control your feelings Jay, and I'd rather you tell me than let it fester," you said, putting a hand to his cheek, "but there really is nothing to worry about."
"I know," he told you genuinely, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours.
"I love you," you told him forcefully, making sure he knew it.
"I know," he chuckled, kissing you softly, "I love you too."
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Nothin’ I Wouldn’t Do For You
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Kevin Atwater x Fem!Reader 
Warnings: a few birthday tears, reader and Kim are besties, alcohol and the consumption of. 
Word Count: 1,675 words
Author’s Note: Happy birthday Jill!! @hauntedmilkshakeghost <33 I've been looking for motivation to write for our fav guy and this seemed more than fitting! so here's a little birthday treat for you :) 
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The morning was dull, woken up to an empty house and no birthday cuddles from your boyfriend. It made you wonder if you missed a call from Voight but why wouldn’t Kevin wake you up?
Maybe he was planning to surprise you so you make your way downstairs to find the house empty. It stuck you as odd that Kevin wasn't home nor did he text you or leave a note.
It was almost 9:30 and you had to head out for work. Quietly and quickly, you get dressed and head out. You get a few birthday calls from family on your way in and when you get in, Trudy was sitting behind her desk.
“Mornin’ Sarge.” you smile, she glances up from her paperwork. “Hey, Voight just got in, you should head up.” Trudy nods towards the stairs.
You hum, signing the sheet in the sheet at the desk. You walk up the few stairs, your hand on the scanner when Trudy calls for you. 
“Happy birthday, kid.” she gives you a small smile.
“Thanks Sarge.” you return the smile, walking up the rest of the stairs.
Everyone’s at their respective desks, a bunch of flowers on your desk and balloons tied to it. The card attached to the flowers read; Happy Birthday Detective L/N. Thank you for everything - your family at intelligence
Your heart warms at the gesture but a little bummed that they weren’t from Kevin alone. It wasn't until you felt arms wrap around you that you realized you were at work. Someone’s arms were around you, giving you a squeeze, slightly picking you up off the floor.
“Happy birthday!” he kissed your cheek. “Thank you Ruz.” you smile, patting his arm.
The rest of the team comes over, all wishing you happy birthday and Kevin comes over last. He gives you a quick hug and a kiss before sitting on the edge of your desk, “any plans for tonight?” he asks.
You shook your head, “nothing really.”
“Cool.” Kev nods, getting up off your desk. You grab his hand before he walks off, he looks back at you. “Are you okay?” you ask.
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” Kev’s brows furrow, looking at you.
“Just wondering.” you hum, letting go of his hand.
You felt like something was up, Kevin had been so distant lately and it was off putting. It made you feel like you had done something wrong even though you’re completely sure you didn’t.
Kim leans over from her desk, “hey,” she calls. “You don’t have plans tonight ?” she asks and you nod.
“Lemme take you out then, we can go for drinks or something.”
“Are you sure? Don’t you have plans with Adam?”
“No, plus he can wait.” She laughs, “drinks at Molly’s?”
You nod, smiling. “Yeah, sounds good.”
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It's a bit past seven and you’re meeting Kim at Molly's. You were finishing up some last minute paperwork so you said you would meet her there. Bracing yourself, you let out a breath as you open the door.
There was a little hope in you that there would be a surprise waiting for you, your boyfriend and your team standing by the door, the bar full of people with balloons and banners.
Yet, when you open the door, it’s empty. Kim sat at the bar, talking with Otis and there were a few other patrons scattered around the bar. You walk over, mustering up a smile.
“Hey!” Kim smiles, as you sit on the stool next to her. “Hi.” you smile, turning to Otis. “Can I get a margarita and another of whatever she’s drinking?” you ask him and he nods.
“I know it’s your birthday today,” Otis calls to you as he pours the liquid into the glass. He slides it over the counter and over to you, “so this one’s on me, just don’t tell Herrmann.” he chuckles, giving your hand a pat.
You smile, taking a sip. Kim makes casual conversation with Otis as you two drink. There's something digging at your heart, making you feel like you were going to puke.
Otis was someone you nearly saw other than when you were at Molly’s or if you hung out with Dawson and Shay but the fact that he remembered your birthday and your boyfriend didn’t made you so upset.
Your eye brimming with tears when Kim looks over at you. “Babe, what’s wrong?” She asks, voice filled with concern and she rests her hand on your arm. “What’s with the tears?”
Wiping away the stray few that fall, you shake your head. “I’m fine.”
Otis looks between the two women, “did I do something wrong here? Shay always tells me I don’t know how to talk to women.” he mumbles under his breath, exhaling as he pinches the bridge of his nose.
You chuckled through tears, “no, it's not you.” you say, sighing. Kim’s brows furrowed, eyeing you. “That’s bullshit. What’s wrong? Really?”
“I-'' you sigh, “Kevin’s being so distant lately. It just sucks because I thought he’d care more about his girlfriend’s birthday.” you tell her and Kim hums, listening to you. “I went all out for his birthday, you know that. I flew out Vinessa and Jordan, I threw him a party and we spent the entire week together. I just don’t understand the lack of interest here.”
“Kev’s been busy, and like you said, you flew his siblings out. You know he missed them.” Kim tells you, just irritating you further.
“C’mon Kim, let’s be real. I’m not comparing our situations but a little effort from him would be nice. I would have been happy with the two of us eating takeout on the couch.”
“Then let’s go.” She scoots off the stool, setting some cash on the counter.  You look at the woman, head cocked to the side with a look of confusion on your face. Kim grabs your hand, pulling you off your stool.
“Kim, where're we going ?”
“Back to your place, we’re gonna have takeout on the couch and we're gonna get wine drunk.” She smiles, pulling you out of the bar. “But I’m gonna need you to drive because Adam dropped me off.” Kim links arms with you as you two walked towards your car.
Kim lets you drive seeing that she had a few drinks prior to you arriving at Molly’s but you noticed how often Kim keeps checking her phone. “You okay?” you look over at the woman when you come to a stop at the light.
She nods, shutting off her phone. “Just Adam checking in. Wanted to see if we wanted some company.”
You hum, “yeah, tell him to come by.”
It didn’t take long for you to get back to the house. It was dark when you pulled into the driveway and Kim followed you to the door when you got out of the car. You fish your keys out of your pocket, unlocking the door.
The lights turn on, the living room full of people and the walls decorated, covered in balloons and streamers, a banner hanging from the arch above the dining room.
“Surprise!” They shout.
Kevin at the front of the crowd, a grin on his face. “Happy birthday baby.” He walks over, pulling you into a hug.
You look up at him before looking at the crowd, the team from intelligence as well as some of your friends from 81 and med but you can’t believe they’re actually there. “How- when'd you have time to plan all this?”
“Couldn’t have done it without Kim and Adam.” He glances at the brunette behind you who was cuddled into her boyfriend’s side.
You wrap your arms around Kev, leaning into his side. “Is this why you've been so weird lately ?” and Kevin chuckles. “Yeah, I didn’t want you to find out but do you know how hard it was to keep this from you?” he asks.
“It was breaking my heart to push you away like that but I know how nosy you are.” he pinches your side making you smile.
You untangle yourself from Kevin, making your way around the room to say hello to everyone. The rest of the night goes off without a hitch and everyone’s having a good time.
When it comes time to cut the cake, you keep bracing yourself for Jay or Adam to smoosh your face into the cake or rub frosting on it but yet they don't. You’re taking photos and Kim is taking one of you and Kev when you call the team to come over and take a group picture.
Kelly’s holding the phone and Stella counting down for all of you to smile when you feel something cold on either side of your face.
You realize it’s frosting and when you turn to see who it is, you assumed it’s Jay or Adam but you had a habit of rubbing frosting on them but you managed to surprise yourself. Hank and Antonio are looking at each other, frosting covering their fingers as they laugh.
You roll your eyes, “I cannot believe you two.” You turn, rubbing frosting on both of them.
That spirals into a full fledged food fight, all of you covered in frosting and cake.
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Kev’s got his arm around you, his finger trailing along your side. The two of you watching the reruns of whatever sitcom was playing on the tv. Adam’s snoring filled the silence, he and Kim crashing in the guest bedroom.
You glance up at your boyfriend, your hand reaching from his jaw before pulling him down to give him a kiss. Kevin smiles, “what was that for?” he mumbles against your lips.
Kissing him once more, you shrug. “Just a thank you.” you smile, resting your head against his chest.
“For what baby ?”
“For doing this.” you gesture to the living room, the balloons and streamers, the banners and what not.
Kevin smiles, kissing your forehead. “No need to thank me, there’s nothin’ I wouldn’t do for you.”
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teaandfiction-28 · 1 year
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Hi! I was wondering if you could Smut Prompt 9! Even though I love all those prompts this is the one that caught my attention! <3
Hi Anon! 🙂 
So, I’ve had this thought of Hank at prenatal classes living rent-free in my head ever since I wrote Perfect Storm so I really, really enjoyed writing this one. 
Hope you enjoy reading! 
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Prompt: “Who knew you were this kinky?”
Word Count: 1.1k
Warnings: Smut, Language, Daddy Kink, Pregnancy Sex [18+ Only]
Timeline: Set just before C39 of Perfect Storm. 
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‘Daddy’.
One word. Two syllables. Five letters.
He’d never really thought about the moniker in a sexual way until it had fallen unbidden from her lips in that sweet, sensual tone and, ever since, he hadn’t been able to think about it without his dick twitching in his pants. 
Not only was it incredibly inconvenient, it was becoming a fairly sizeable problem. 
‘And you must be daddy?’ The spritely, albeit slightly kooky, prenatal instructor had said as she welcomed them to their first class with a warm smile, entirely oblivious to the fact that she had just inadvertently transported him back to a few days prior when Kate had raked her nails down his sweaty chest and breathlessly begged for ‘more, please daddy!’.
He had forced what he’d hoped was a genuine smile onto his face and introduced himself by name but, in his peripheral vision, he could see Kate tugging her lower lip between her teeth in an effort not to laugh at his obvious discomfort. 
There was absolutely no doubt about it; she was going to be the death of him.
Later on as he sat behind her on a garish pink yoga mat kneading the tight muscles of her lower back with strong, nimble fingers, he waited for the instructor to divert her attention to a young couple on the other side of the room before leaning forwards and brushing his lips against the shell of her ear. 
“Is daddy making you feel good, hmm?”
Her response was instantaneous, head falling back to rest on his shoulder with a quiet groan, the familiar warmth of arousal blooming low in her belly as his breath ghosted over the sensitive patch of skin just below her ear. 
By the time they got back to her apartment, he had barely closed the door behind him when she pounced, her fingers gripping the front of his coat so that she could tug him down for a bruising kiss, her tongue immediately demanding entry to the hot cavern of his mouth. Clothes and shoes were strewn carelessly on the hardwood floor as they blindly moved towards the bedroom, hands sliding over warm flesh and urgent lips battling for dominance. 
Within minutes they were completely naked, Hank situated in the middle of the bed with his back against the headboard as Kate settled herself in his lap, knees braced on the soft mattress either side of his lean hips. 
“This how you want me?” He murmured, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along the line of her jaw, his lips following the long cord of muscle down her neck towards her collarbones where he sucked a series of deep bruises into the tender flesh, his skin prickling with desire when her appreciative moan echoed around the darkened room. 
“Uh-huh, just like this.” She breathed, sliding a hand between them to align the wide crest of him with her soaking centre, lowering herself down inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt. She paused for a beat, her inner walls pulsing rhythmically around him, their open mouths pressed together sharing short, staccato breaths. After a few moments of stillness, she began to roll her hips in a slow, rocking motion, a tight whine accompanying a zing of lust down her spine every time her swollen bundle of nerves grazed against his pelvis just so.
This late into her pregnancy they were somewhat restricted by her burgeoning bump but, with a bit of patience and creativity, they were having some of the best sex of their lives.
“What do you need sweetheart?” He husked, voice deep and gritty with arousal as he skimmed his hands up and over her ribs to cup her heavy beasts in both palms, the pads of his thumbs repeatedly brushing over her stiff peaks and he couldn’t help but grin at the needy sound that tore from her throat. 
“M-more.”
“More what?”
He knew exactly what she needed, he just wanted her to say it. Her eyes were closed, cheeks flushed an adorable shade of pink and her face was beginning to sheen with sweat as she braced her hands on his shoulders, writhing in his arms in a desperate attempt to find that perfect angle. 
Hank had always been naturally dominant in the bedroom but, when it came to Kate, it didn’t matter if he had her pinned to the mattress with his fingers wrapped around her long, beautiful throat, he was under no illusions that she was still very much the one in charge. And, quite frankly, he wouldn’t have it any other way. But hearing her vocalise just how much she needed him was just as much of a turn-on as having her submit to him; perhaps even more so. 
“Jesus Hank...please just touch me.” She whimpered, grasping one of his hands in hers, easing their entwined fingers down over her swollen stomach to where they were joined, guiding his fingertips to brush over her aching nub. 
When she was sure he had understood the assignment, she returned her hand to his shoulder, her nails biting into the rippling muscles as he edged her ever closer to that blissful peak. The pace and the pressure continued to build, Kate’s thighs trembling with exertion as she desperately rocked against him and, sensing she was close, Hank grasped a fistful of wavy locks and tugged her head backwards, forcing a slight change in angle that had bright lights flashing behind her eyelids. 
“You gonna come for daddy?”
His words were like pouring gasoline on an open flame, her entire body going completely rigid as she clamped down on him almost painfully, her hips jerking frantically as the wave of pleasure finally crested, her teeth sinking deep into the flesh of his shoulder. The pinch of pain combined with the impossible tightness pulsing around him was more than enough to tip him over the edge with a muffled grunt, shooting ribbon after ribbon of release inside of her with each upwards thrust until eventually he fell still, sweaty and spent. 
Kate lay completely boneless against his chest, her breath puffing against the damp skin of his throat as she fought to regulate her rapid heart rate. Hank’s fingertips danced soothingly up and down the length of her spine, absentmindedly tracing each vertebrae until eventually she shifted in his lap, a soft mewl escaping as he slipped from her body. 
“So...daddy, huh? Who knew you were this kinky?” He muttered wryly, pressing a soft kiss to her sweaty temple, his chest vibrating beneath her cheek with barely restrained laughter. 
“Let’s not get onto the topic of kinks, shall we?” She eased away from him slightly, lifting a coquettish eyebrow as she cupped his lightly stubbled jaw between her palms. “Not unless you’re ready for another round...Henry.”
‘Touche’.
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You Will Never Understand (Jay Halstead x Female Reader)
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Content warnings:Overdose,adult themes,cussing,child birth,abortions,mentions of rape,drugs,alcohol,grief,death
Summary:when a movie night leads to waking up to the nightmare of finding his girlfriend overdosed beside him and the early life brought into the world while another is taken
Part2
He found himself in his brothers arms trying to keep him from collapsing on the floor,Jay wanted more time with you still he never got to tell you he loved you one more time..an yet you weren’t gonna see your son ever not even once for the first time-you won’t ever be able to be there for any of his firsts..his heart broke at this.
Now your in the stars,and six feet has never felt so far,here he was alone in between the heavens and the embers.Jay didn’t wanna say goodbye because this one means forever,he watched as they covered you with a thin white sheet,feeling like he couldn’t breathe his whole body felt numb as he reached to hold your hand on last time promising he would be there for your son and protect him and raise him right,an teach him the rights and wrongs of the world.
As he made his way slowly over to the newborn baby area,he zoned out watching them put your son in the crib who didn’t even have a name yet.he thought about the first day he ever got to meet you,he couldn’t help but smile it was when he was about seven and was being bullied and made fun of and you made him write lists of reasons and things he loved about himself,telling him that he is loved and he’s perfect the way he was and there wasn’t anything wrong with him.
He felt like you were trying to speak to him,it just felt odd to him while he was going to talk to a nurse and explain everything over the small little speaker he heard your favorite song,a part that you used to sing and make him dance with you to…
Take a piece of my heart and make it all your own,so when we are apart you will never be alone.
“Would you like to name the baby boy?” The nurse ask Jay as he swallowed nervously-this was something you should be doing,it made him feel like his lungs were collapsing,he didn’t wanna fail you again-not now with something like this.
“Cooper Sievers Halstead” he stayed calmly the best he could,he knew you would want him to have his last name and not Matthews,you wouldn’t want him to know his real father and how he came to be,you would want him to only know beauty in the world and not know and understand the pain and the darkness in the truth of it all.
When he would go back to work,he would always take Cooper with him,letting Trudy babysit him while he went on calls.Though he was asked who’s baby it was and he didn’t hesitate to tell them it was his and that his mother was a beautiful angel who was now at peace and in pain anymore.
Jay made it very clear,he wasn’t gonna give up on this fight for the other women who was going through the same thing and fighting as hard as they could,whenever someone said anything different he didn’t back down and he always responded with the same message.
“Whoever is telling you,this is jus the beginning an the fights just gonna get harder.they are full of fucking shit,this is not the beginning,this has been happening for a very long time and he knows we wanna sit at home and wait for some revolutionary to come along,to make a difference but no one is fucking coming,it’s up to is all to do our fucking part.to protect bodily autonomy and bodily integrity,to protect medical privacy.it’s women’s body’s so it should be a woman’s choice,not some man’s who think they know better when they don’t know shit.”
Years passed slowly without you and Jay watched your son become a respectful young man,someone you would be proud to call your son but he also knew how much it would hurt you to have to look into his eyes..because in the truth behind the lines he did look exactly like your rapist and it took everything for Jay to never think of that while being there and being the parent the boy needed in his life,he knew one day he would he would have to come clean and tell him but would also be there to let him know how much you love him and how much you are proud of the man he had became today.
Jay would slowly watch Cooper become the greatest man he knew,defending women no matter what and fighting the fight alongside them protecting them in protests,yelling on top of his lungs that if you think the government will ever treat women fairly,you are lying to yourself’s.
Jay was proud to call Cooper Sievers Halstead his son,being their and watching as he would be a huge part of changing the world and protecting women.Jay and Cooper both were sick and tired of the way women were treated and the laws against their body..Cooper went on to become apart of the military for a short while before becoming avocet to women and protecting them,opening up groups and standing up on the front lines with them.Cooper wanted to change the world,he wanted the world the be a better place then the way he came into the world.
You physically can not name one thing a girl can love without being made fun of,you can’t can’t be a girl and not be sexualized,you can’t be a girl and wear a tang top,you can’t wear a skirt,you can’t walk alone at night,you can’t have your own fucking rights over your own body.
Fuck the dam government and politics that was something Cooper spray painted on ever sign,every wall that was humanly possible,do these men not realize how stupid their thoughts and actions are?
Abortions aren’t easy but that doesn’t mean that they ain’t necessary,women are not fucking getting abortions for fun…
Not everyone is ready to be a mom..
Not everyone has enough to raise another living person
Not everyone
There are such things as medical issues…
Rapes that lead to kids because of fucking men
Men who try to control women
THESE MEN ARE NO BETTER
THEY WANNA USE US FOR OUR BODIES?WELL FUCK YOU WANNA TAKE OUR RIGHTS AWAY WHEN YOU DON’T WANNA CARRY THE CHILD THAT IS THE OUT LINING OUTCOMES OF A RAPE
Our world is fucked..
Are you gonna take away all of our rights as women?
You will never understand
Because this isn’t your body…
How would you like it if we controlled your body’s?
An tell you what you can and can’t do?
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Exam Buddy
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*Gif not mine credits to the owner*
• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Female!Reader.
• Requested by anon: Hi! I saw that your requests were open and I was wondering if I could please request a Jay Halstead x Detective Student Reader (she’s in her last year of her uni/established relationship) stressed out with her exams and Jay just comforts her kinda like a fluff to smut path? Thank you inadvance! :) loved your writing so I decided to request for the first time!
• Warnings: mention of nudity, oral sex (fem receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (always practice safe sex you guys), cursing, ugly ass writing (yeah that’s a warning too).
• Word count: 5182.
• A/N: PLEASE READ THIS ONLY IF YOU’RE 18+. That’s honestly so bad I don’t know what to think 😭 I hope you’ll like this piece regardless, please let me know what do you think, like, comment and reblog if you want. Thank you so much for your constant support, I will never shut up about it but I’m so grateful for all of you.
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“Baby I'm home!”.
Jay announced as he walked through the door of the apartment you two shared, frowning when he got no response. There was an almost deathly silence in the house and he even doubted you were home for a moment.
“Baby? Where are you?” Jay spoke again placing the bags containing dinner on the kitchen table and then heading to your bedroom. He opened the door and a smile was born on his lips when he saw you sitting on the bed, your back to him. He went out in the afternoon and found you in the same position as he left you in the evening.
Without seeing your face, he already knew you had a pen between your lips as you chewed it in frustration. Your hair was tied up in a messy bun and you were wearing a t-shirt, obviously Jay's.
Numerous papers and notes were scattered on the bed, a sign you were still rehearsing and studying for your next detective exam. Jay walked over to the bed, realizing you hadn't even realized he was there yet.
“Hey,” he said placing his hands on your eyes, roaring as you literally jumped in fright.
“Are you out of your mind?! You scared the shit out of me!” you exclaimed raising your voice, your hand resting on your chest as you waited for your heartbeat to return to normal. “Go away, don't touch me,” you pushed him away when he, while he was still laughing out loud, tried to hug you. “You're a piece of shit you know that? You can't pop on me like that fuck's sake!”.
“Sorry love, I didn't mean to scare you,” Jay tried to justify himself, smiling at you. You rolled your eyes and returned your gaze to the note sheet you were trying to memorize. He removed some papers to make space and sat in front of you, so he could have a good look at you. “Why aren’t you looking at me?” he chucked.
“I'm mad at you now.”
“Why’s that my sweet princess?”.
“Because you almost gave me a heart attack!” you exclaimed looking at him not amused at all.
Jay tried to hold back his laughter and pulled you by your hands, wrapping you in a hug. “In my defense, I called you several times and you didn't answer me,” he kissed your forehead as he stroked your back “Can I make it up to you with dinner? I brought some Mexican, your favorite.”
Your eyes lit up when you heard those last words and in that same instant your stomach rumbled. “Mh, maybe.”
Jay chuckled and squeezed you tighter. “Now woman, are you going to give me a kiss or not? I missed you so much today.”
You smiled and lifted your head, placing a hand on his cheek and drawing him to you in a kiss. He almost moaned into the kiss, having no idea how much he'd missed your lips until they were pressed against his.
His hand stroked the side of your face, and a sigh escaped your lips as he let his tongue slip in your mouth, deepening the kiss and completely taking your breath away.
“Come on love let's go eat, I can't waste time, I still have to study,” you murmured once you pulled away.
“Since when is kissing your boyfriend a waste of time?” he asked rhetorically, raising an eyebrow.
You jostled him playfully. “Don't say that, you know exactly what I mean. I have the exam in three weeks and I'm literally not even halfway through the program, Jay I can't...”
“Hey, hey, hey, stop,” he soothed you placing his hands on your cheeks, “My love, everything will be fine, I know how you feel and I know you're under a lot of stress. How about we go eat now? Let's talk a bit and if you want I'll help you study later mmh?”.
You and Jay sat on the couch eating dinner and talked about how your days had gone. However, your mind was not at ease and you couldn’t stop thinking about the amount of pages you’d have to study and how little time you had. Anxiety was gripping your stomach and by then you couldn't concentrate anymore on nothing else but this damned exam.
Jay was trying to be as close to you as he could. His heart ached to see you so stressed out and worried, and God, he would’ve taken all the anxiety you felt not letting you worry one second of your life. He knew how you felt, he too had been there, but seeing you like this wasn't equally easy and not being able to do anything to make you feel more serene made him feel helpless like few other times in his life.
It felt like your life revolved around this damn exam. You couldn't think of anything else anymore. When you woke up in the morning the first thought was to go to study and when you went to sleep the last thought was how much you should’ve study the day after. You knew it wasn't healthy and you knew you were on the verge of loosing your mind.
It was just after midnight when Jay woke up.
He didn't realize he fell asleep and when he touched the side of the bed, he wasn't surprised to find out you weren't there. He sighed before sitting on the bed and standing up, walking towards the living room where – as he suspected – he found you.
You were sitting on the sofa, countless papers scattered around you as you stared at the notes resting on your legs. You went there to let Jay rest after he fell asleep while you studied. At that point, though, you couldn't even understand what you were reading anymore but you didn't want to give up, you couldn't.
Jay approached you from behind and was careful this time to make sure to let you know he was there. “Baby,” he said, placing his hands on your shoulders and starting to massage them. God, you were tighter than a violin string.
That pleasant touch made you close your eyes for a few seconds, throwing your head back and touching Jay's bare abdomen.
“What are you doing awake? Go to sleep honey, it's been a long day for you,” you muttered, eyes still closed as Jay's hands worked their magic on you. He looked down at you and a small smile was born on his lips when he saw the expression of contentment and relaxation on your face.
“I can't go back to sleep knowing you're here,” he replied and leaned over to give you a kiss on the lips “Why don't you come to bed with me? You need to sleep baby, you can't go on like this.”
“I know, but I can't,” you sighed and then opened your eyes, reality hitting you full in the face again.
“Of course you can baby. Do you really think it's good for you to stay up late? I know for a fact you can't even concentrate right now,” he spoke. He let go of your shoulders and walked around the couch to kneel right in front of you, “Your brain needs to rest now, it needs to assimilate and process the information absorbed so far, it can't do that if you keep bombarding yourself with new notions.”
“I know honey but I don't have time... I still have so many things to do,” you murmured, your voice breaking with tiredness and on the verge of crying. Jay lifted his hand and gently stroked your cheek, smiling when you leaned against his touch.
“I know how you feel but this is not good for you my love. If you don't understand what you're studying, if you don't focus on what you do instead of how to do it in the most appropriate way so you can remember it, believe me, the moment you’ll take the exam you won't remember anything because you would’ve bombarded your brain with so much information and haven’t even given yourself time to make it your own,” he stroked your hair, tucking a strand behind your ear that escaped the bun “Don't think about how many things you have to do, it's the most destructive thing you can do baby. You can’t do anything without the constant thought that you have to do this and that, or am I wrong?”.
You slightly shook your head. He was right about every single word he said.
“Better two things done right than ten things done wrong, always remember that.”
“What if I'm asked eight of the ten things I haven't done?”.
“Y/N you underestimate yourself and your abilities,” he spoke softly as you stared at him and listening carefully to what he was saying, “You are one of the most talented people I know, I know you’re strong and nothing will stop you. If anyone is able to pass this exam, it's you.”
“What if I don't make it?” you whispered, your eyes watering.
“Who gives a fuck,” he replied “If you don't make it – which I really doubt – you'll get another chance, and if you don't make it either then you'll get the next chance. I'll still be proud of you like I've never been of anyone else, because I see how much you're committed, how much you're giving your all. But don’t forget this, you mustn't lose yourself, you mustn't sacrifice your health, your well-being for a stupid exam, it isn’t worth it and it will never be, okay? Nothing is more important than you, you understand me?”.
You nodded, trying to pry every ounce of your being to not to cry. You threw your arms around his neck and hugged him like you've never done before. “God Jay, I don't deserve you… I'm so lucky to have you.”
He wrapped his arms around your hips, pulling you close to him and hugging you with all the love and affection he was capable of. His hands drew imaginary circles on your back as he stroked you gently and tenderly in an attempt to soothe you and make all the anxieties and fears that tormented you go away.
You left kisses on his shoulder and then on his cheek, hugging and squeezing him again as if your life depended on it.
“It's okay baby, it's okay, I’ll always be by your side no matter what,” he whispered and your heart made a small jump in your chest, starting to beat wildly. God, you loved that man, so damn much and so intensely you couldn't even describe it.
“I'm so sorry,” you muttered so softly you didn't even know if he heard you. But when he pulled away slightly from the hug and looked at you with confusion, you realized he had heard you instead. “Why, love?”
“I feel like I've been neglecting you these last few weeks because of this damn exam and I feel so guilty… You… You’re so nice and understanding to me baby and I don't deserve you…” You didn't finish the sentence because Jay covered your mouth with his hand.
“Quit this bullshit, okay?” You nodded your head and he removed his hand from your mouth, then placed it on your side. “Don't ever say those things again, do you hear me? I don't know what assholes you used to deal with in the past but it's not a burden to me. God baby, I would kill to make you feel better and get all this weight off your shoulders.”
You smiled. “I love you so much, you know that right?”.
He giggled and he gave you a kiss. “I know and I love you too very much my baby. So how about you come to bed with me and get some rest now?”.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, your fingers stroking his hair. You took few moments to admire him, observing every single detail of his face, something you felt you hadn't done for a long, long time.
Jay's hands stroked your lower back as he smiled tenderly at you. His eyes sparkled as they looked at you with so much love you felt overwhelmed.
“Y/N don't look at me like that,” he whispered.
“Like what?” you whispered back, while your gaze alternated between his eyes and his lips and occasionally even on his bare chest.
“With these doe eyes, you know what you do to me.”
“I'm not doing anything,” you licked your lips and that was the point where he lost his mind. He sighed deeply, trying to stop the blood flow to his dick.
“Oh baby you know damn well what you're doing,” he retorted, that panty-ripping grin on his lips. Without saying anything else, you grabbed his face and pulled him into a deep and passionate kiss that left you both breathless within moments.
A confused look came over your face as Jay let go of you, standing up. He went around the sofa and positioned himself behind you, then placing his hands on your shoulders again and starting to massage them carefully.
“Mmmh,” you let out a moan as your muscles melted under his expert and careful touch. That little moan went straight to Jay's dick, he tried to keep his composure and not act like a horny twelve year old but fuck, you were so hard to resist.
“Oh baby, this feels so good,” you moaned as his fingers continued to work their magic on your muscles.
“Y/N. Stop it,” he warned you, not thinking he could keep his cool any longer and not literally fuck you right there and then.
“Doing what?” you asked innocently, smiling even though he couldn't see you.
“Moaning like that. You’re driving me crazy.” Before you could answer he leaned close to you, leaving a small kiss on the bare skin of your neck. That simple gesture was enough to send shivers down your spine and make you forget everything.
“How about we study for a little bit honey?” he whispered and another moan escaped your lips as Jay began to leave small and languid kisses down your jaw, your neck where he lingered and began his intense torture. His lips sucked your skin, his teeth nibbled at it, his tongue licked it making you completely lose your mind. “Come on baby.”
“I… I can’t…” you stuttered, not able to function properly.
“Why not? Wasn't that what you wanted?”.
“God Jay… You drive me crazy…”
“And you know how crazy it drives me to see you in just my shirt? It's been so long since I touched you.” Jay's hands slid from your shoulders onto your chest, then onto your abdomen, with an unbearable slowness you couldn't even keep yourself still.
“Can I?” he asked in a whisper and the speed with which you answered was embarrassing. “Yes, oh my god, yes.”
He chuckled and as his lips started nibbling your ear, his hands slipped under your/his shirt, reaching up to cup your breasts. He started massaging it, pinching your hard nipples with his fingers. “Goddamn baby, I love your breast so damn much... So fucking perfect.”
“Jay please…”
He took off your shirt, thus leaving you with only your panties in front of his lustful gaze. He walked in front of you again and didn't even try to disguise the audacity with which his eyes devoured your body. From your shoulders, to your breasts, going down your sides, your pussy - still for a little while - covered, up to your sinuous legs.
On the other hand, you didn't spare yourself either. Jay was there in front of you and he looked like a fucking Greek god. His muscular arms, his chest and abdomen sculpted as if by a sculptor with a hammer and picket, his V-line that disappeared into the gray suit which did nothing but highlight his throbbing erection. Everything about him drove you crazy and the more you looked at him the more you couldn't wait to have him. God you were so lucky.
Being with him was better than winning the lottery.
“Come here,” you said, when you finally brought your eyes back to him. However, though, you couldn't help alternating them between his face and his erect dick that you so ardently wanted inside you.
“Impatient baby?” he smirked, approaching you. He leaned towards you, placing one hand on the arm of the sofa and another on the backrest, effectively trapping you in his arms. You were intoxicated, mesmerized by his scent, his body, by him.
You placed your hands on his chest, feeling how his skin was on fire. He cocked his head to the side, looking at you with such intensity you almost felt like dying. But the way he licked his lips, like he was the predator ready to devour his prey, God, that completely took the breath away from your lungs.
You leaned in to kiss him but when he pulled back a bewildered expression appeared on your face.
“You don’t even want to kiss me?“ you asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Oh believe me baby, kissing you doesn't even come close to the things I want to do to you. I want fuck every single thing you studied out of your brain,” he replied, making you wetter than you already were. By then you were a complete mess and your pussy was throbbing with the desire to feel his fingers, his tongue, his dick inside you. “But I thought about what I said earlier.”
“Jay please touch me, I can't take it anymore,” you blurted out, not caring in the slightest how pathetic you sounded.
He chuckled, further building the frustration and anger inside you. He kissed you but as you tried to deepen the kiss he pulled back, making you huff with impatience. “I'm hating you so much right now. Stop teasing me like that.”
“Oh my little princess is so impatient, don't worry love I'm not going to leave you like this, fuck, god knows how much I can't wait to have my dick inside you, but I've been thinking about something.”
You rolled your eyes, frustrated and eager. “What?”.
“I think you should continue studying.”
“Wait, what? Are you serious? I'm half naked in front of you and all you have to say is 'you should continue studying'?”.
“Exactly,” he smiled at you, taking the notebook you were studying from and placing it next to you “I'll help you repeat and maybe give you an incentive.”
“Incentive?”.
Jay reached down and placed his hands on your breasts, massaging them vigorously before wrapping his lips around your right tit, sucking, licking and biting your nipple.
You moaned, arching your back to meet his movements. Your hand rested on the back of his neck, as you stroked his hair. A groan escaped your lips when he pulled away from your breasts but your body vibrated with anticipation when his hands descended along your hips, then taking off your panties and throwing them in an indefinite point of the room.
At that moment you were naked, completely at his mercy and you couldn't wait to be used as he pleased.
Your breath died in your throat when Jay, without ever breaking eye contact, spread your legs wide enough to have a perfect view of your wet pussy after settling between them.
“Now you're going to be a good girl and study like you wanted to do and I'll be here to listen to you okay?” he spoke while his hands caressed your thighs as a sign of provocation “In the meantime I will entertain myself by licking this gorgeous pussy of yours.”
“Jay c'mon please. You know very well that… Oh fuck…” you finished the sentence with a loud moan when Jay stuck out his tongue and gave a long, slow lick of your folds.
Just licking you after what he felt like forever was enough to make him moan. The expression of pure ecstasy on your face, God, that vision alone was almost enough to make him come in his pants before you even touched him.
“Shit baby I missed this pussy so damn much,” he murmured in ecstasy, as if he'd just stepped through the gates of heaven, his eyes locked on you as you squirmed under his touch. His thumb drew imaginary circles on your clit, making you moan uncontrollably as pleasure coursed through your veins. “C’mon. Study now.”
“Jay… I… Oh yeah fuck just keep going…” you moaned, your hands resting all over the couch in an attempt to give you some support. Jay, however, suddenly stopped and an unsatisfied groan escaped your lips. “What did I just tell you?”.
“Baby please it's not fair… I can't…” you whimpered like a little girl whose sweets had just been stolen. He nodded at the notebook next to you and, letting out a long series of profanities that made him chuckle, you took it, opening it to any page.
“Now read, I want to hear you talk.”
You did as he said, wanting nothing more than to have an orgasm, and you started reading even if your mind didn't have the slightest idea of what you were saying, too focused on his tongue which then started licking your pussy again.
Jay pressed his nose against your pussy, inhaling your smell, that smell he missed so much, burying his mouth in your folds, making you a mess of sighs, moans and groans, making a mess on his mouth, dripping with your wetness.
Jay never took his eyes off you for a second, licking, sucking on your clit and all your fluids. His tongue alternated slow movements with faster ones, making you lose you mind.
“Keep going. If you stop, I'll stop too,” he spoke but you seemed to be on another planet. He grabbed your thighs, wrapping them around his neck as you spontaneously squeezed him between them. God, he couldn't have been in a better place, he could’ve choked to death like this and still be the happiest man on earth.
You tried to read, you really tried, but it was impossible. Your vision was clouded with pleasure, you couldn't utter a single word without a long series of moans escaping your lips. At that point you were sure that everyone heard you, but you didn't care, you were only focused on Jay, his tongue and the finger he was fucking you with.
“Oh yeah baby you make me feel so fucking good..." you sighed, now out of breath.
“Keep going darling, you're being such a good girl,” he murmured as he ate you as if he was a hungry man who hadn't eaten anything for days. He replaced the finger inside of you with his tongue, fucking you with it. As his tongue went in and out of you, his thumb continued to massage your clit, making you completely lose all ability to think.
You threw your head back, arching your back as you began to feel the orgasm building inside you, your notes now completely forgotten. Your body seemed to go into spasms and you didn't know how much longer you would be able to resist.
“Jay…” you moaned his name and it was so fucking sexy that Jay wanted to record it and put it as his cell phone ringtone. He knew you were close, after a long time together he had gotten to know your body and knew when you were about to come. Your legs were shaking, your breathing was heavy as if you were running, your movements against his face were impetuous, messy. He didn't stop. He started to fucking you with two of his fingers, and as he sucked your clit you finally exploded into an orgasm so intense you thought you were dying.
You didn't know if you could die from an orgasm, have a heart attack because of pleasure, but that's exactly what you felt in that moment and, fuck, it was so beautiful. You felt your vision blur, your body fluctuated as if you were in space and for an instant you lost the space-time conception.
You remained for a few moments with your eyes closed, trying to recover and come to your senses.
Jay was taken aback when after a minute you pulled him to you, kissing him like your life depended on it. His lips and beard were still wet with your fluids and you could feel your taste in his mouth while you deep kissed him.
Your hands pulled down his pants along with his boxers and he kicked them off, standing naked in front of you in all his glory. God you wanted nothing more than to feel it inside you.
“Baby… Oh, holy shit,” he hissed as you wrapped your hand around his dick and started stroking it. “Fuck yes,” his hips began to move in sync with the movement of your hands and his arms struggled to hold him up as the pleasure flowed freely through his veins.
“I need to be inside of you baby, I can't take it anymore,” he groaned, as he tried to leverage all of his strength to try not to come after even a minute.
He settled between your legs, grabbing one and placing it on his shoulder and with almost excruciating slowness he penetrated you, slipping inside you and finally filling that void you felt.
A guttural moan escaped his mouth and he didn't know how he managed not to come instantly. Jay remained in that position, still, trying to enjoy every single moment, feeling your pussy clench, soaking wet, around his needy dick. You started to get impatient, feeling the need to feel him moving inside you growing more and more. “Baby please, fuck me… I need it so bad,” you started moving underneath him, slightly moving your hips to seek some relief, to hit that magical spot inside you and Jay almost had a heart attack, already on the verge of losing control.
“Jesus Christ… Fuck Y/N…” he cursed “It feels so good to be buried inside you… You make me lose my goddamn mind…”
Finally, he began to move his hips, with slow, decisive, calculated movements and the moans you began to make were so hot they could compete with a porn film actress. His dick masterfully fucked you, tortured you and with every single damn thrust he left you wanting, craving for more.
“Jay please… Faster…” you cried out, your hands on his chest. One arm was around your leg while the other rested next to your head on the back of the sofa. Your eyes were fixed on each other, the green of his irises mingling with yours. You never took your eyes off the other even as his dick came out and disappeared inside you with more vigor, more strength and decision this time.
It was a higher level of intimacy, you seemed to be a whole and not only from a physical point of view because it was not only your bodies that made love but also your souls.
“Oh yes baby… Just like that fuck…” you moaned loudly, completely lost in the pleasure Jay was giving you. Your fingers pressed more firmly against his skin, causing him scratches that you didn't even realize at first.
“Baby I won’t last any longer if you keep clenching around me like that,” he breathed out, his eyes alternating between yours and your parted lips. “Please kiss me.”
You lifted yourself slightly and without having him to tell you twice, you fulfilled his wish. It was a messy, wet kiss, both totally lost in each other as he continued to fuck you. You couldn't kiss each other without stopping and moaning into each other's lips, as the sound of your skins filled the room.
“My god… Ah yeah… I love you so fucking much Jay…” you whispered as your faces were still so close, your mouths touching as you swallowed each other's breath and moans.
Jay didn't expect to feel what he felt with that simple statement. It wasn't the words, it certainly wasn't the first time you said you loved him, but it was the way you said it, so vulnerable, in the throes of uncontrollable pleasure while his dick continued to mercilessly fuck you, so sensual but at the same time whispered so softly it made his heart melt.
“Y/N…” he moaned your name like a little prayer “What the hell are you doing to me baby, I love you so much too… Ah… So fucking perfect, shit.”
Jay felt he was close and by the way you clenched around his dick he knew you were too. His movements began to be faster, more disorderly.
“Yes baby you want to come for me mmh? Do you want to fill my pussy with your cum?” you sensually beat your lashes driving him further crazy, while your fingers touched and stimulated your clit.
“Fuck baby, fuck, fuck, I'm coming... Holy shit!” he gasped and with one last thrust he let himself go into an overwhelming orgasm, releasing every single drop of his cum inside you. You came almost immediately too, rocked with the waves of pleasure that continued to course through your body and make you toes curl.
Jay collapsed onto the couch next to you but before you knew it he was pulling you onto him, wrapping his arms around your body and hugging you tightly against him.
If the sex was mind blowing, the cuddles after sex were almost better. God only knew how much you both loved being embraced like this, one on top of the other, your naked and hot bodies in contact.
“Shit if this is how you study for an exam I won't even get up to go to the bathroom,” you murmured, your eyes closed from tiredness. Jay chuckled, his chest vibrating under your head.
“I'll be happy to help you baby, I won't back down you know,” he replied too with his eyes closed as his fingers caressed the bare skin of your back, up and down, from your shoulders to your lower back. “Babe?” he continued when he got no answer. He lifted his head slightly to be able to look at you and a smile crept onto his lips as he noticed you immediately fell asleep.
“My sweet baby,” he whispered, leaving a kiss on your forehead and stroking your now messy and disheveled hair, at the same time letting out a sigh of happiness and contentment. “You are the best thing that ever happened to me you know that? God, I will never stop saying how lucky I was to meet you and have you in my life,” he continued softly giving you another kiss on the forehead, cradling you in his arms, “I'm so proud of you, you can't imagine how much. Now rest okay? I will always be here by your side. Sweet dreams my love.”
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Jay halstead x female greader
Lindsey gets upset at her boyfriend Jay when she finds him comforting the girl he was in love with who served in the rangers with him and mouse,when a guy from the readers past is halled into the station and question the reader has a full blown panic attack having never told anyone what had happened an ends up being the solid source of the reasoning the guy gets put away for good and Jay stays by her side the whole time and they end up together
A/N: I Really hope everyone enjoys this ! And if you like my work please comment like and Reblog it means a lot to see interactions on my work
Y/N’s POV 
Things had been hard ever sense coming home from the rangers. You thought the moment you touched down on US soil everything would be okay.
 That you would be able to take off the uniform and put all those bad memories and feelings into the closet and lock it away. 
But that wasn’t the case which seemed pretty obvious now. Things were not doing okay and you were not where you thought you would be in live. 
You thought you would be married with kids and having a career. But that was from the life you had now. 
You were in bad relationship with a guy you had no business being with. He was a piece of crap guy. 
He always took every little thing out on you. And you always just ended up taking it. Not wanting to make the situation worse. 
With your PTSD and other things you had going on you thought life was as good as it was going to get. 
That you didn’t want to burden someone else with the struggles you were going through. Someone else didn’t deserve the weight you carried. 
Everyone you knew from the rangers had gone their own way. You never really kept in contact with them and decided it was best that way. 
Maybe seeing them would be to hard. Or that is what you told yourself anyways. 
The connections you had were just gone and it was honestly hard dealing with the pain of that to. 
You had 2 other people you were close with that you thought you had true connections to. 
Jay halstead and Greg Gerwitz aka Mouse. It was always the 3 of you together  and you seemed to have different feelings for Jay. 
The kind that missed him while he was gone and always got butterflies when he touched you. 
You thought about asking him out but you didn’t want to ruin one of the most important relationships you had. Besides he never seemed to recuperate so you didn’t want to get hurt. 
Once the 3 of you were honourably discharged and thanked for your service you all went back home.
 Conveniently you all lived in Chicago which is what also strengthen your bond. But once you all got home you went your separate ways. 
Maybe it was just hard on them to so you tried your best to understand. So you went into your little box and then just shut out the world. You didn’t even bother trying it all just seemed so pointless
But now it just seemed like someone was taking a hammer and breaking at the box making you come out.
  You tried to patch the holes but it seemed like it wasn’t working and you just didn’t know what to do. 
It wasn’t even a good thing that it was breaking at least right now it wasn’t. You knew your boyfriend was up to no good and know he was getting you involved in it. 
He was running drugs at first. You knew that and against your better judgement you didn’t do anything about it. He wasn’t getting involved so you didn’t say anything. But now he was upping his game. 
He was selling weapons and bomb materials. He was using your name on the weapons so they didn’t check his background. 
You didn’t even know until now because you got a letter in the mail about your background check 
You were shocked obviously , confused and hurt. You kept thinking about what you were going to do ?
 You knew you had a duty to protect the public it was in your blood. But then the other part of you was worried that no one would believe you.
You also wondered what the hell Keith would say ? I mean not that you cared what that horrible man would think but you also tried so hard not to even think about it. 
Right now you were sitting at the table in your kitchen biting your nails. Something you did when you were always nervous. 
Suddenly the door opened up and they slammed the door breaking your thoughts. You also jumped out of fear. 
“Y/n where the hell are you” The voiced barrelled out. 
Keith of course 
“Hey babe I’m in here “ You said quietly 
“We need to leave right now “ keith said. 
“What no i’m not leaving” You said 
“I really wasn’t asking let’s go” He yelled
“Why don’t you talk to me and we can work this out okay” You pleaded 
“I’m not talking about this anymore” He yelled grabbing your arm. 
You snatched it back and then stood up to look him in his eyes. 
“I know okay I know why you want to go” You said 
“How” was all he asked
“They sent me a letter in the mail from my background check” You said 
“Damn it” He yelled knocking stuff on the table.
It shook you up and you just kept starting down at the ground. Not knowing what the hell your next move should be right now. A little to scared to move. 
Suddenly the front door swung open again and you heard shouting 
“Chicago PD No one move” A familiar voice yelled out. 
You snapped your head up to the blonde hair man looking just as shocked as you. 
“Y/N Omg is that you” Jay asked 
“Jay what the hell is going on” You asked. 
“You know each other” A brown haired girl asked she was very pretty. 
“Yeah we were in the military together” Jay asked 
Some brown haired guy walked over and grabbed you 
“Come on put your hands behind your back” He said 
You looked over at pleading eyes to Jay. You didn’t even do anything wrong. This was all on him. 
“No let her go I got her” Jay said. 
He walked over to you and touched your arm slightly and nodded you for him to follow you. The brown hair girl looked at him with a confused and upset look.
He just seemed to shrug it off and walk past her and went straight outside. You didn’t say anything to him thought still a bit shaken up. You were just confused about was going on. 
Jay didn’t say anything either and you had a heart time reading what he was feeling or what he was even thinking. He walked you out to a black car and opened up the door and sat you in the back. 
Then he looked around for a little bit like he was making sure no one was looking and he got in on the other side. 
His face was reading like it was hurt and he didn’t know what to say because he didn’t want to hurt you. You knew he was pretty disappointed in seeing you wrapped in all of this. 
“ Do not say anything okay you hear me” He said 
“What do you mean I didn’t do anything” You pleaded with him. 
“Y/N look i know your name was pulled up in the damn report to buy the stuff” Jay said 
“That’s how far It got and I didn’t even know he was using my name at all I swear okay Jesus I would Never” You said 
“Okay if that’s what you say but when we get there not a damn word to anyone but me” He said. 
“Fine” You said just sitting back and not really saying anything. 
Jay got out and he walked away and you didn’t know where he went because the windows were tinted and you couldn’t even see anything. 
You just laid you head back and squeezed your eyes closed. You just hoped maybe when you would open them back up it would be some sort of dream. That this wasn’t really happening to you. 
You could feel the tears rolling down on your cheek. The salty water hitting your lips. God how did you get here and why. This wasn’t happening not to you. 
Suddenly you sat up and opened your eyes when the car doors opened up. You sat up and wiped the tears away. Jay and the brown haired girl got in. There was a air in the car like you could just tell they were arguing about something. 
You just sat up and put your seat belt on and they took off. No one was speaking and you could cut the tension with a knife. 
You just kept driving on the way to the station. You finally made it there and they pulled up in the front. They both got out and Jay walked over to your side and opened up the door. 
You got out and he kept right by your side without moving, It was hard to tell if it was because he was keeping you from running or was he protecting you. It seemed like the latter but it was hard to tell. 
You walked into the station and it seemed like everyone had stopped what they were doing and just stared at you. Or maybe you were just being dramatic. 
There was a lady at the front desk who looked up and gave a mean look towards your way. You wondered what the hell you did to her. 
Jay didn’t say anything he just walked you up the stairs and keyed in some numbers and the door opened up. 
You walked up the stairs and walked into a office/ work pen area. There were desk every where and you were surprised to see something on what was obviously Jay’s desk. There was a picture on the desk with you Jay and Mouse. 
It made your heart pound. And you can’t believe he kept it. DId it mean something or was it just sentimental ? You felt like you were getting in your head again. 
He walked you to a room and he pointed for you to sit down. He went and shut the door behind him. You didn’t see where the other girl went. She got lost in the crown downstairs. 
He just looked at you with concern in his eyes. Your pride was getting the best of you because you were going to start this conversation. Jay was probably thinking the same thinking because he wasn’t saying anything either. 
Finally he bit his tongue and spoke up. 
“What the hell is going on” He asked in a soft tone. 
You didn’t really say anything just kept looking down at your hands and playing with your fingers.  He grabbed your hand and gave it a squeeze and then you finally looked up at him. 
You didn’t know what to say or know where to start really. So you just took a deep breathe and tried to muster up some strength to start. 
“ I wasn’t lying I mean I legit just found he was using my name to buy weapons okay I was gonna say something” You said. 
“ I did know about the dealing and stuff I just figured it wasn’t that big of a deal” You shrugged. 
“Not that big of a deal we fought to protect to keep people safe now your sleeping with low lives what the hell happened to you” Jay yelled. 
You started feeling the anxiety creep up inside of you. You felt like your breathing was staggering and you felt like you were getting dizzy. You thought you were going to pass out. 
You closed your eyes and tried to calm down but it really wasn’t working. Then you felt these hands wrap around you. They squeezed you tight and you heard him whisper. It sounded like it was really far away. 
“It’s okay I’m here for you.” You heard Jay’s voice soften up. 
He didn’t leave your side and kept your hand on your back trying to soothe you. Finally after a few minutes you started to calm down. 
You looked up at him and didn’t even realise you were crying until you felt the tears on your face. 
You wiped the tears from your face and Jay took his hand and placed it on your face in a conforming manner. 
“I’m here I’m not going anywhere” He said. 
“Thank you” You said in a low soft tone. 
“Why don’t we walk through this together okay me and you” He said 
“ I swear okay I didn’t know about the weapons until like 2  days ago. I found out when I got the letter in the mail saying my background was clear” You said 
“What about the drugs” Jay asked 
You looked at him and nodded and just started crying again. 
He wiped those tears from your face and gave you a smile but his face said it was disappointed. 
“How did we get here” He asked. 
“Things just got bad you know I was struggling and thought if i just ignored it then the problem would go away. “ You said. 
“I get that but I’m here okay you don’t have to do this alone and I can get you some help okay but I also need your help as well.” Jay said. 
“I don’t know you don’t know him like I do” you hesitated. 
“That’s a good thing listen to me this is going to get you free and take a bad guy off the street save lives. This is also going to be a good thing for you a new beginning” Jay said. 
“Yeah yeah” You said 
“Its going to be hard and it’s not going to be easy but you are strong and you are brave and you are going to get through this” Jay said. 
“Okay” You breathed. 
“Tell me everything” Jay said. 
“I know he deals to some white people up North soccer moms and stuff but I don’t know about the weapons” You said. 
“You think he would tell you” Jay said 
“No I don’t think he would but his friends might” You said 
“Okay we will set you up with a wire and get the information that way” Jay said. 
“Yeah sure” You said 
“So that brown hair girl is she your girlfriend” you asked. 
“Yeah she is” Jay said
“Is it serious” You asked 
“Not really i guess we just been hanging out” Jay said. 
“What’s her name” You asked 
“Erin Linsday” Jay said 
“ she seems good for you and You deserve to be happy Jay and if she’s good for you” You said. 
“She’s just not” Jay was saying then the door opened and Erin walked in. 
“We need a statement from her and what’s going on” Erin asked 
“Nothing were just talking” Jay said. 
She looked like she didn’t believe him. She just nodded and walked out. Jay also had a look on his face where it was hard to read what the hell was going on. 
“I’ll be back okay” Jay said 
You nodded and he placed a hand on your shoulder and walked out and shut the door.  You just sat there  and took deep breathes.
You heard from the room there was yelling. 
“jay what the hell are you doing you are leading her this is going to throw this case this is way to personal” The brown hair girl yelled 
“It’s not Erin I told you I am helping her out okay she is not some criminal okay She is my family and she doesn’t deserve to be shoved in some box she earned better than that” Jay said 
You tried not to looka them and gave them their space.
There was a part of you that wasn’t sure if this was even the right move but you know you had to try.  Jay was right people’s lives were in danger and you could risk that. 
It was just hard looking in the mirror and seeing how you got here. Going from being a decorated solider to this a heaping pile of mess. 
The silence  was hard it just made you think about everything which is something you didn’t want to do. 
After what seemed like forever Jay walked back in and he looked at you and smiled. He was holding a small box in his hand. 
“I would say yes but your already seeing someone” You said smiling 
He looked at you and smiled and sat down. 
“Well good to know I have options” He said 
“So what is that thing” You asked 
“ A wire made like a necklace” Jay said. 
‘Yeah so this is real” You said 
“You can say no we will figure it out another way” Jay said 
“No I can handle this” you said looking up and smiling. 
“Hear come here” Jay said 
You both got up and he walked over and you turned to him and pulled your hair up. He put the necklace on you. 
You turned back and smiled at him 
“You ready to roll out” Jay said. 
“Yeah let’s do it I can text Jimmy to meet me down at the bar we hang” You said 
“Okay sounds like a plan I’ll let the team know we gotta get ready so you can hang at my desk while we go gear up” Jay said. 
You both walked out the room and you Jay walked you over to his desk. You sat down looking at the picture you saw earlier. Wondering what the hell had happened to you. 
The rest of his team all kind of scattered not really acknowledging you. Then after a little bit Jay signalled for you to come on. 
You walked out with him and Erin and got back into the same car as before. It was  quiet as no one was saying anything. 
After giving Jay address you all left to headed out. 
“Are you sure he’s gonna even be there” Erin asked
“Yeah I’m sure he practically lives there” You said. 
She didn’t say anything after that but her and Jay glanced looked at each other. 
The car ride was silent and the ride took a little bit to get there. It was just one of those neighbourhood bars. That sat on the corner and if you weren’t a regular you sat out like a sore thumb. 
Jay pulled up and you and Erin looked back at you with a serious look. 
“You got this” Erin asked
“I’m fine okay I was a ranger” You said not liking the tone she asked or maybe you were reading into it. 
You got out and walked over to the door. You stopped and closed your eyes for a minute taking a breath. 
Then walked in and looked around looking for Jimmy.  He was sitting at a table already a few beers in. 
You walked over and sat down in front of him. You grabbed a beer and started drinking and Jimmy looked at you and smiled. 
“Y/N how you doing where’s your man” He asked 
“Busy he sent me to talk about the plan” You said 
Jimmy looked up at you with a look on his face. 
“What plans Y/N” He asked 
“Come on man I know about the arms that’s it But Keith asked me to ask you about the plans he was drunk as hell but you know me” You said .
“Your right” Jimmy said 
“I do know you and you never really cared about this before always kept in the shadows why should I believe you” Jimmy asked 
“Fair point but look okay I got denied my VA benefits the one’s I been fighting for. All that trauma for nothing so now there gonna pay” You said.
“I like that so listen we got the weapons. Okay were planning to hit the Recruitment centres and then we got plans for some government buildings” Jimmy said 
“The guns where are they” You asked 
“Down in the basement at my place” Jimmy said 
“Good it’s a plan” You said 
You both sat and talked for a little bit more. To make it seem like you weren’t just fishing. The hate this man talked about it was disgusting. 
After a little bit you pulled out and headed back to the car. Jay was smiling at you and Erin even looked a little impressed 
“Nice job Y/N I knew you still had balls” Jay said. 
“See i told you i Had it” You said 
“So where to now” You asked 
“Were getting you home we deal with the rest” Jay said 
You just nodded and looked outside the window. It felt like you were getting a small part of you back. 
Finally you made it home and Jay got out and walked you out. You both walked up to your front door. 
Jay smiled at you and you smiled back and you both let out a laugh
“So what now” You asked 
“I told you I’m getting you help. I will be here every step of the way for you. I know the old you will come back and I’m so excited for her to” Jay said 
“Yeah I am to and thank you for everything” You said 
“Of course were family and everything that comes after” Jay 
“And everything that comes after” You said. 
You both pulled into a hug and when Jay let you go he kissed the top of you head. 
“Good night Jay” You said 
“Good Night Y/N” Jay said 
You walked in after that. You threw your stuff down and headed in. You looked around the house and cleaned it. From top to bottom. Then you took a shower and washed it all off. Everything felt like it was a brand new start to the next chapter of your life.
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sjhhemmings · 3 months
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Power Struggle
Adam Ruzek x Fem!Reader
A/N: set in season 1, figured I should write for new people ☺️☺️. I don’t really know if this is good, I wrote it quickly and haven’t proofread. It’s a little more graphic than I usually go for, so this content might be slightly rated above PG-13 🤭🤭.
Warnings: Swearing, Established Relationship, Fluff, foreplay? things that lead to smut but isn’t exactly smut? Again, not proofread. YAYYY.
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“Hey Baby,” You say as you step into your shared apartment.
“Hey hun,” Your boyfriend says back kissing your temple and taking a bag off your shoulder.
Setting your other work bag down and taking your coat off you finally feel like you can get a chance to breathe again.
“How was work?” He asks earning a sarcastic smile from you.
“Yeah, yeah. What are you making for dinner?”
“Oh what, no yelling at me for not having it done already?” He asks as he follows you into the living room.
“I’m sorry, okay?” You say sighing as you take a seat. “You’re still technically a rookie, you’ve been up in intelligence for 4 months. I’ve been there for 3 years-”
“So that gives you a right to yell at me in front of the whole unit? You embarrassed me!” He finally snaps making you raise your brows. Giving no reaction you wait until he sighs.
“Look, I’m sorry for blowing up on you-”
“No Adam, I’m sorry. I shouldnt have yelled at you in front of everyone let alone at all. I’m not your boss, it wasn’t my place. I guess I was just using my position as your girlfriend masked under my superiority and I took advantage of that. I promise it won’t happen again.”
Nodding as he sits down next to you, you curl into his side.
“But you need to promise me something.” You say as you perk your head up to look him in the eye.
“Anything.”
“Don’t you ever go on your own without saying anything on a unit call again. You scared me, and I yelled at you. It wasn’t fun for anyone.” You say sternly falling into your superior voice again.
A look of hurt flashes through Adam’s eyes letting you know you just basically just yelled at him again. Or scolded, but it still feels the same.
Before you’re able to redeem yourself, Adam takes a breath and kisses your forehead.
“Yes ma’am.” He says looking back at the TV.
“This whole power struggle thing is really getting to you, huh?” You ask your eyes never leaving his.
Looking back at you Adam laughs lightly before shaking his head irritatedly looking at the TV again.
“How about we make a deal? I can be the dominate one at work, and you…can be the dominate one in the bedroom?” You whisper in his ear, but before he says anything, he picks you up bridal style and walks you to your bedroom.
Laughing loudly and hitting his shoulder, he nips at the soft spot behind your ear.
“Adam, put me down!” You shout as he finally does when you reach your bed.
Laying you down and balancing his body over yours and between your legs, he whispers in your ear.
“You’ve got yourself a deal, future Mrs. Ruzek.”
At this statement your eyes go wide and he pulls himself away slightly to check your reaction.
“Future Mrs. Ruzek? Doesn’t that sound like a mouthful?” You ask with him rolling his eyes.
“What, you want me to call you by your real name? That’s boring.” He says making you laugh and kissing your lips.
Kissing him back passionately, you wrap your legs around his waist and pull him closer to your core. Feeling your hands through his hair, he has one hand cupping the side of your face and the other grazing you hip.
“You want this?” He asks before he kisses your jaw.
“Mmhm.” You moan back earning a grunt from him.
“Ah-ah.” He tuts looking you in the eye.
“Tell me what you want Baby. With words.”
“You. I want you.” You say wrapping your legs tighter around his waist bringing him even closer to your core.
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annemiek19 · 2 years
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Heat wave - Jay Halstead
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The city of Chicago was currently in the middle of a heat wave, and the AC in your apartment broke last night. You barely got any sleep, and now you were working a case.
“Why can’t these bastards just hold off for a few days? These aren’t circumstances to commit a felony,” you said while looking at the crime scene.
“I wish it was that way,” Kevin mumbled.
“What have we got?” Voight asked.
“White male around 40s. Three gunshots to the stomach, one in the head,” you said.
“Time of death?”
“Around 3 am last night. Someone from the neighbourhood heard gunshots, called it in, but didn’t see anything,” you informed Voight.
“Alright. Let’s head back to the district and see what we can find.”
You hopped in the car with Jay. The AC was fully on and cooling the vehicle. “I am going to sleep in here tonight,” you said as Jay drove away.
“Long night?”
“A hot night. The AC in my apartment broke. This is the coolest I have been ever since last night.”
“You should’ve come over.” Jay hands you a bottle of water, which you happily take a few sips off.
“Yeah, I should have. But I didn’t have any energy to get out of bed.”
Jay chuckled.
Once you returned to the district, it was just as hot inside as it was outside. “Sorry, guys. All of the ACS broke last night during a power outage. Nothing is useful,” Trudy said as you walked in.
“That’s just great,” you mumbled.
Jay opened the gate, and you followed him upstairs.
“I don’t get how people in Africa do this. I’m not made for this weather.”
“You say the same in the winter,” Jay laughed.
“Yes, because that’s too cold. I’m a spring kind of gal, or maybe the beginning of fall. I just want sun, not warm weather. No rain and no snow. That too much to ask?”
“Yes. Way too much.”
You walked to the coffee room, where you grabbed a cold water bottle from the fridge and held it against your skin. You just hoped it would be easy today.
It was not an easy day. It felt like it was getting hotter by the minute, and the suspect even had you chasing him down. You got him, but man, it felt like you were going to pass out any minute. You were standing in an alley in the shade, trying to collect yourself before walking back out.
“Hey, you okay? I saw you coming down here,” Jay said.
You looked at your boyfriend. “I was just in need of some shade. That fucker had me chase him in this heat,” you panted. You were still out of breath, which wasn’t normal for you.
Jay handed you a bottle of water, but you waved it away.
“I’m going to throw up if I drink anything.”
Jay looked at you with concern. “You sure you’re okay?”
“No,” you mumbled. Your ears started buzzing, and you knew what was coming next. You tried to reach out to Jay before you fell to the ground.
“Heat exhaustion,” Jay said to you. “You passed out due to heat exhaustion.”
Doctor Natalie Manning was also standing in the room. “We want to keep you here for a few hours until your stats go back up. Jay can stay. Just take it easy, and make sure that bottle of water is empty before we release you,” Natalie said.
You smiled at her as a thanks before she walked out.
Jay sat down next to the bed.
“I told you I wasn’t made for this weather.”
Jay rolled his eyes. “It’s not funny. You almost gave me a heart attack.”
“Sorry I scared you.”
“I’m just glad it’s nothing more serious.”
“You and me both.”
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