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Invisible Girl
Kelly Severide x Reader (Female) | please read tags
It has been happening a while now, but Severide never really paid that much attention to it.
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When he needed it most, he gets random things on the squad table that makes his day so much better.
He just thought it was from Shay. But Shay insisted it is not. He then thought maybe his squad was playing a prank or they're just really nice and sweet. Scratch that, the squad ain't nice & sweet like this.
So maybe he has a secret admirer.
He just couldn't figure out who. He asked around the house and no one wants to snitch or the secret admirer is just very good at not being seen.
So he never really thought about it anymore, leaving it at: if they really want to, they would come out to him.
But the secret admirer doesn't have any intention of showing herself. She decided to remain as the invisible girl.
Y/N has been working in House 51 for quite a while now in the bullpen with Connie and others. She took this job up as a second job, she has a primary job as a freelance graphic designer online. Chief Boden was kind and considerate enough to let her work simultaneously. Being an orphan, living alone in a room for rent, boarding house situation.
And as time passed, a particular lieutenant caught her eyes: Kelly Severide.
The guy is good-looking and very good at his job. House 51 could rely on him on the job with confidence. Y/N has a crush on Severide for a long time now. She never told anyone, she would want it to be kept a secret. She's contented looking at Severide from the office window. And would be very delighted whenever the lieutenant would come pass her by towards Chief Boden's office.
Y/N would hear from the other firefighters if Severide is feeling down or having some problems. She sneaks to the squad table and leaves him little things. Coffee pods, small car or motorcycle things like bolts or sticker or whatnots. Perfectly sneaky and away from cctvs.
She dubbed herself invisible because she is. The firefighters have their own world and never really interacts with her. And she's very timid and quiet too. So, she doesn't stand out much. But it's okay with her. She doesn't do good with people anyway.
"Hey, Y/N, are you going later to Chief Boden's party at Molly's?" -Connie asked her.
"Uhm, yeah. But just for a little while."
"Okay, me too."
At Molly's, the firefighters and medics have their own corner, and Y/N and her workmates have their own corner too. Not that House 51 is divided by work, but it's just like highschool, they work well and feel well with each other, just that they have their own groups.
The celebration peaked when they bought out the cake for Chief. Y/N quietly drank her beer as she subtly sneaks glimpses at Severide. And she just caught him leave with a girl.
Yes, Y/N also knows Severide's reputation. He gets all the girls. There even was a running joke in squad that Severide must have slept with half of Chicago by now, to which Severide just shrugs and laughs at. He wasn't denying it, he admits, he dates and hooks up. He admits to those, because at least he never deliberately dated and cheat, or steal anyone's girlfriend or wife.
Y/N let out a sigh and finishes her beer. Severide is young, good-looking, and full of vigor. So, nothing wrong playing hard after working harder everyday he saves lives out there.
Y/N could only just pray and hope that Severide would be safe out there with all the girls he hooks up with. All those beautiful girls. Some just passing, just for a night, some became a little serious. Some just looks good for a night in bed, some looks good and awesome at what they do just like Severide.
Something Y/N thought she couldn't be. Beautiful and awesome as Severide. She is, she believes, below average on the rating scale. She's short, just at Severide's shoulder level. She's got black color eyes, black hair that is barely styled -always in a bun by a hair claw, frizzy and messy most of the time. She has brown skin, that is not smooth or even toned as she wants them to be. She's nothing like the girls Severide dated or hooked up with. All so pretty, blue or green or brown eyes. Blonde or red hair. Smooth and fair skin. Tall and thin and lean body builds.
So she had decided to keep his crush forever to herself.
She plays with her beer glass and overheard Otis entertaining Cruz with his nerd talk again. She could tell Cruz was bored. She then saw Cruz excuse himself to the restroom. That's when Otis sat beside her.
"Hey there."
"Hey, Otis." -Y/N.
"Oh, hey, you know me?"
"Oh... I'm Y/N, I work in House 51. With Connie."
"Oh, sorry, I just don't go in the office that much."
"It's okay." -Y/N smiled. Yeah, invisible girl. No one notices her. Y/N felt sad at that.
"Uhm..." Otis felt bad for not knowing, so he did what he does best, talk "Y/N, so uhm I think Cruz ain't coming back here. I bored him to death, I think. All these Star Wars talk. Have you seen Rogue One though? It really is good."
"The movie no one asked for but we never thought we needed." -Y/N.
"Y-Yeah!!! I know, right?!?" -Otis was really happy someone understands. And so he kept talking and talking. And Y/N kept the rapport going. It is good to talk about nerdy things that she likes too with someone.
"You draw? Hey, how about you do a mural here in Molly's?" -Otis was setting it up already even before Y/N could answer. "Hermann! Come here. I found a painter for our mural!"
"Oh, yeah?" -Hermann started walking over.
And so Y/N wasn't so invisible anymore. Otis and Hermann know her now. Mainly Hermann asking her favors for his kids' art projects. And Otis asking her to draw his D&D characters. Sometimes, they would invite her over with them to their table in the mess hall during early mornings for breakfast. Sometimes she would catch Severide just walk in, he would greet Otis and Hermann and in turn, also her.
And that would send Y/N over the moon. Which did not go unnoticed to Otis.
"Hermann! Come here."
"If this is about the rodeo bull machine in Molly's, I already told yo-"
"No no no! It's not that. It's Y/N."
"Okay, what about her?"
"I think she likes Severide."
"Everybody likes Severide. He's a ladies man."
And then the alarm went off. Truck, squad, and ambo was called out. It was a major accident. Severide suffered some serious wounds. Was in the OR for hours but is stable now. They're all just waiting for him to wake up.
The firefighters are going home one by one, some opting to stay a little more. Otis and Cruz were the last ones to leave. They were catching the last bus out when Otis caught a glimpse of Y/N.
Otis smiled and remembered. They were so busy and worried that he forgot about his theory of Y/N crushing on Severide.
And then he had a new theory, what if Y/N was Severide's secret admirer.
"Holy shit!!!" -Otis suddenly said in the bus.
"What the fuck, man?!? You startled me." -Cruz was woken from his nap.
"Sorry, sorry, man." -Otis was giddy and couldn't wait to discuss with Hermann.
As soon as Cruz got off the bus, Otis called up Hermann and rambled on and on.
-Otis! It's late night, we'll talk about this tomorrow, and no offense, if something's up, you're always the last to figure out; so you figuring out the identity of Severide's secret admirer, I'm not fully convinced. We need evidence.-
-I will get evidence.-
Otis could just imagine what Y/N feels right now. They knew that Severide receives small gifts time to time from someone. It's not always, not everyday, but it is always on days Severide has it really rough. And Otis could see Severide smile and feel better, even just a little bit.
Next day, House 51 was relieved of all worries because Severide woke up.
"Great news, huh?" -Otis sat with Y/N during lunch.
"Yeah." -Y/N replied.
"So, what time did you leave the hospital? Did you get to go beside Severide?"
"What?" -Y/N denied.
"Come on, I know you're the secret admirer."
"Huh? What?" -Y/N tried to laugh it off. "I did not go to the hospital, Otis. And I'm not Severide's secret admirer, what are you on?" -Y/N said while laughing and shaking her head.
"I will find out~" -Otis swore just in time as an alarm went off.
Y/N felt relieved that the topic was dropped, or postponed, but she got worried. She started to retrace her steps where he could've made the wrong move or if Otis saw her leave a small coffee pod for Severide yesterday. Or if she said something that gave her away while he was with them.
Y/N was nervous the whole time and even more when the firefighters came back. Otis kept asking her. And Y/N is not very good at lying. So she gave in.
"Aha!" -Otis called Hermann over. "I was right."
"Y-You told Hermann?!? Who else? Ohmygod!!!" -Y/N was panicking.
"No no no, just us, the 3 musketeers." -Hermann assured.
"Please, don't tell anyone else." -Y/N begged the two firefighters.
"Anyways, kid, Severide's been receiving those gifts for a long time now."
"It's been 2 years since I started leaving trinkets for him." -Y/N said.
"Damn, that ain't just a crush, you love the guy."
"Well..." -Y/N blushed.
"So, why didn't you admit when Severide was looking for you a year back?" -Otis remembered Severide questioning everyone if they saw who leaves those gifts.
"Otis, look at me." -Y/N gestured to himself.
"Okay, I'm looking."
Y/N kept gesturing to herself. From head to toe.
"And?" -Otis just doesn't understand.
Y/N gestured to her face.
"Y/N, come on!"
"Otis, come on! I'm serious. Do you think Kelly would even look at me twice? In my years here in House 51, he spoke directly to me only once. After that Molly's mural. And that's it. I'm no fit for him, Otis."
"You don't know that, Y/N. You're awesome. You're cool. A little quiet but once you open up, you're all good. I think Severide would like you very much."
"We don't have anything in common, Otis. He'd get bored."
"You love cars too. You love bikes too." -Otis, still arguing. Looking at Hermann for backup.
"Yeah, just looking at them. I drive, but not muscle cars."
"Severide would be the one driving then." -Otis smiled.
Y/N laughed a little. She imagined just for a second, driving around Chicago with Severide, in his classic muscle car or on his motorbike. "Otis, I'm sorry, but no. I will take this to my grave." and then Y/N pulled Otis by his collar. "You should take this to the grave too, Otis and Hermann."
"But Y/N-" -Otis saw how serious Y/N looked. "Okay, okay. I promise. I won't tell Severide or anyone else."
And so it went on like that. Otis and Hermann observing Y/N every time Severide is around or out. And when they're at Molly's celebrating something with the whole House 51.
And Otis tried quite a few times to get Severide and Y/N close to each other. And of course, Y/N would give him the mean look everytime. Y/N felt happy and sad at the same time. Happy because she doesn't always get to be close to Severide. Sad because Severide doesn't really notice her. Severide was always busy with his squad or with a beautiful girl he would spend the night with later.
In the course of months, Severide had some situationships and relationships, ups and downs and of course he gets some surprise trinkets.
"Y/N, just a very curious question. What do you like about Severide?" -Otis asked, on their nerd game night.
"Well, aside from he's good-looking, he's very good at what he does. You know, squad jobs, saving people, like a superhero."
"But... you know he... with girlsssssss." -Otis emphasized.
Y/N chuckled. "I know."
"That doesn't bother you?"
"At first, but I think he just falls in love really fast."
"You're very positive. You really really like Severide."
"I do."
"Then tell him."
"Otis, we've been over this."
"It's just-" -Otis let out a sigh. "I think, you and him would be a great couple. And about you thinking you're not good enough for Severide just ain't true. You gotta be more confident about yourself."
"Thank you, Otis. But we can't force Severide."
Otis never bugged Y/N about it afterwards. But he still is on the go on making Y/N and Severide sit next to each other or at the same table everytime at Molly's.
More months passed. New girls come and go. Severide had some bad days. And of course, Y/N snuck one little gift on the squad table for him.
Severide was toying with this keychain he got. A classic looking one that is a match to his classic car.
"That's cool, Severide." -Otis sat down with him.
"Yeah." -Severide was already moving his keys to the keychain.
"So, uhm, what's up?"
"I just... I thought it was going somewhere. I really tried."
Otis was kinda surprised. Severide never really talked about his relationships.
Severide then looked over to Casey and Dawson who were just walking in for the shift. The two shared a kiss before going their own ways.
Otis caught Severide sigh a little bit. It's been a while. Severide in and out of relationships for years now. He wouldn't be surprised if the lieutenant wanted to have something serious and to find someone. Like Casey did.
"You know, Severide, you could have something like what Casey and Dawson have there."
Severide looked back at Otis and let out a little chuckle.
"You just gotta look harder."
"Otis, what are you saying?"
"This." -Otis poked the keychain. "The secret admirer? Why aren't you looking for her? Years man, years she's been there for you."
"I did. No results. I can't find someone who doesn't wanna be found, Otis. Because if she did, she should've stepped forward by now."
Otis was so tempted to spill the beans. Spill the tea. Tell Severide about Y/N. But he promised. He promised and he doesn't wanna make Y/N angry.
Otis sighed "Yeah. You're right."
The alarm sounded out and they never talked about it again.
Record season is on again for the year. Connie and the others are busy getting all the incident reports organized. And new ones kept pouring in. Otis saw Connie was on leave and Y/N would be the one to distribute the report forms to the lieutenants. Otis felt excited to see another once-in-a-blue-moon interaction between Y/N and Severide.
Because at the moment, Severide is shirtless.
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"Uhm, Lieutenant? Report form." -Y/N handed the papers to Severide.
"Is Chief in already?" -Severide asked before Y/N could walk off.
"Yeah. He just walked in."
"Thanks, Y/N." -Severide said as he slid his shirt on.
Y/N left trying not to swoon over. Severide said her name. For the first time. Severide never really calls or says her name, if they do talk, he just goes straight to the topic and then leave, never saying Y/N's name. Until today.
He passed by the mess hall and saw Otis eyeing her, with a shitty grin on his face.
She threw a "shut it, Otis" side eye at him, but she still couldn't help smiling. This is a good day. Y/N will never forget how her name sounded like from Severide's mouth, a shirtless Severide too.
It went all giddy and highschool-y the whole day for Y/N. Otis hyping her up during lunch. But it wasn't always all happy after that.
More and more dangerous rescues happened. More failed relationships for Severide. Some bad days about Benny too. Putting him in a bad mood. Squad mainly receives those.
"Capp, Cruz, clean the truck! Tidy up the gears! Everything's greasy."
"Okay, lieutenant." -the two looked at each other.
Capp and Cruz passed by Otis who gave a nod of empathy. He knows very well if your lieutenant is in a mood, good lord.
-Hey, Y/N. Maybe you could help the squad out?- Otis shot her a message.
-What? How could I possibly help?!?-
-Severide is in the mood again. Maybe make him fell better?-
Y/N sighed, she knows Severide needs a pick me up. She was about to leave something for him but Capp came into work earlier than usual and was on the squad table before she could leave it.
"What's taking so long?!? Guys, finish the truck then clean the gears!!!" -Severide called out again.
The truck people are avoiding him as much as they can, they ain't gonna do solidarity with squad on this one.
It's lunch time, Casey cooked and everyone's on break, but Connie needed the lieutenant reports asap.
"I know it's still lunch but I need those reports, Y/N." -Connie
"O-Okay." -Y/N was eating her packed lunch.
She was in panic, she walked up with her packed lunch still in hand.
"Lieutenant Severide? I'm sorry, but when could we get those reports?" -Y/N
"After squad cleaned those gears." -Severide walked closer to Y/N to pass to the mess hall.
Y/N stepped out of the way. Severide looked at the food in her lunch box.
"What is that?" -Severide pointed at her food.
"Oh! Uhm..." -Y/N mentally scolded herself for forgetting that she brought her lunch with her. "It's uhm, roasted milkfish. With some onion and tomatoes."
"Is it good? I love milkfish. But never tried it like that." -Severide was genuinely curious.
"D-Do you wanna try?" -Y/N couldn't believe she's offering it.
"Yeah." -Severide took her fork and picked up a piece of the fish, onion and tomatoes included. "This is good. Where'd you buy it?" Severide took another forkful.
"I made it."
"Really? Do you think you can make me some tomorrow?" -Severide requested.
Her long time crush, as in for ages, Kelly Severide is requesting food from her. So, does the: fastest way to a man's heart is through his stomach, really true?
And he is smiling. He is smiling now.
"O-Of course! Yeah, sure sure." -Y/N nodded like crazy.
"Thanks. Do you mind?" -Severide took another piece before heading to the lunch room.
Y/N walked back to her desk, staring at her lunchbox.
After lunch, Otis messaged her again.
-Thanks-
-What for?-
-Severide stopped being bitchy-
-Oh, good-
-What'd you do?-
-He ate my lunch-
-Wait-what, you gotta elaborate later- Otis messaged before heading out to respond to an alarm.
Squad, truck, and ambo were called out; perfect time to leave her little trinket for Severide. Y/N noticed him rubbing his shoulders. Probably, his shoulders hurt.
Y/N stepped out of their office and sneaked a kinesiology tape on the squad's table, in color blue, same as Severide's car color.
It was about an hour when squad and truck came back from a call. Squad went straight to their table. They immediately saw the tape for Severide.
"Secret admirer strikes again." -Capp grabbed the tape and tried to take some for himself.
"Hey, Capp! Put that back." -Severide shouted from the back of their truck, taking off his gears.
"Why? I need some for my knees." -Capp being stubborn.
"Because... that's mine." -Severide jogged to the table and snatched the tape from Capp, smiling. He needs it for his shoulder from a bad fall from the last day. "Cruz, help me here."
"Did you ever learn who this person is?" -Cruz asked as he helped Severide put it on.
"I asked around before. I looked but she doesn't wanna be found."
"Okay... uhm... are we still doing that drill after the gear clean up?"
"Nah. All is good now."
"Severide's secret admirer, whoever you are, you saved us!" -Capp and Cruz shouted through the firehouse.
Severide laughed out.
Y/N heard and smiled on her desk. She's glad she made Severide's day better. And also, they got that report, Connie is finally gonna stop looming over Y/N. All in all, a good day, a very good day.
Now, Y/N just gotta go stop by the grocery for Severide's fish tomorrow.
"Y/N!" -Otis caught up to her, his arm around her neck. "That kinesiology tape saved the whole house 51 firefighters today."
Y/N laughed "You're welcome. And the fish too."
"Fish?"
"Severide saw my packed lunch, tried some and liked it. And asked for more tomorrow. And that is why I'm headed to the grocery." -Y/N said with a big smile on her face.
"Ooohhh! You go girl!" -Otis shaking her. "Hey, uhm, you could be able to do the portrait of my girlfriend for tomorrow, right?"
"Of course. Just finishing touches later."
"Thanks, you're the best." -Otis let go of Y/N, called his girl and parted ways with Y/N.
Y/N continued walking to the bus stop and saw Severide drive by.
Oh, how wonderful would it be to drive around in that car, with Severide. Y/N could only imagine.
Arriving to the grocery store, Y/N went straight to the fish section. Picked out the largest one, she knows her firefighter needs a lot for energy. And headed to the vegetable section, got the tomatoes and onion.
"On my way, Casey. Just gotta get some beer." -Severide just turned a corner and almost bumped onto Y/N.
"Hey, Y/N is that you?"
"H-Hey. Yeah." -Y/N.
"Fancy seeing you here. What do you got?" -Severide looked at her basket. "Oh, is that my request?"
"Y-Yeah." -Y/N blushed, Severide was walking beside her now.
"Nice. I got this, okay?" -Severide took the basket from her.
"W-What?" -Y/N was a little confused.
"I'm paying for it. Now, I just gotta get beer." -Severide smiled at her.
"O-Okay. Thanks."
"Hey, it's nothing. The least I could do." -Severide lightly tapped her arm with the back of his hand, coupled with a charming smile.
They walked to the beer section this time. All quiet. Y/N was nervous and sweating.
She is right here, in the grocery, with Severide carrying the basket. Y/N admits, she has that in one of her many daydreams about Severide.
They reached the beer section and Severide grabbed 2 packs of 6s.
"W-What's the occasion?" -Y/N tried a conversation. She was scared she's boring him.
"Coming over at Casey's. Watching a game." -Severide explained.
"O-Okay."
"Do you watch football?"
"Oh, I wanna say yes, but I'd be lying." -Y/N chuckled a little. She really wanted to fake it, just so she could impress Severide but she knows Severide is not stupid, she knows he will pick up on it.
Severide chuckled. "Not pretentious. I like that."
"Y-Yeah."
They reached the cashier and Severide kept being busy on his phone, typing and smiling. Y/N thought maybe it's a new girl. They lined up to the cashier, Y/N took a glimpse at Severide. He looked even more charming up close.
Those eyes. The color has always amazed Y/N. That smile. And that unique and cute front teeth gap. Everything looked so much charming up close.
Severide put his phone away then stretched his shoulder. "Hurts a bit. Good thing I got a tape for it a while ago."
"Oh, that's good."
"Yeah. From my secret admirer. Y/N do you happen to know who it is?"
"H-Huh? No, no. I don't." -Y/N looked down.
"You'd tell me if you know, right? Or maybe it's you?" -Severide grinned at her.
"H-Huh?!?" -Y/N panicked.
"Hahaha, I'm just joking." -Severide tapped her arm with the back of his hand again.
Y/N laughed with him, trying to masks her nervousness.
"You're with Otis, right?"
"W-What?!?" -Y/N's voice was louder than usual.
"I saw you outside the firehouse, he has his arm around you. No one else does that to you."
"N-No! No, no, no, we're not dating. We're just friends. Both being nerds of the house and he asked me a favor. To draw something for his girl."
"Oh, okay. I thought wrong then."
They were up, Severide paid for everything and they walked out the grocery. Y/N was prepped to walk towards the bus stop when Severide stopped her.
"Where are you headed?" -Severide asked as he leaned on his car, looking hot and cool at the same time.
"Oh, I live at (Y/N's place)." -Y/N said.
"Hey, that's on the way to Casey's. Come on, ride with me."
"Oh, no, I'll just take the bus."
"No way. We're headed the same direction, might as well, right?" -Severide insisted.
"Okay, then. Thanks."
Y/N walked towards Severide's car, opened the door and got in. She was glad when she saw Severide using the keychain she left the other time.
And so they drove off. The drive is not that long, but it felt like it because it was so quiet. Y/N wanted to strike a conversation but she can't think of any. And then Y/N's phone rang.
Y/N scrambled to answer it. It was Otis. Asking about the portrait. Y/N assured him it's ready tomorrow. After a few more seconds the call ended.
"Otis is a worrywart." -Y/N said, laughing a little bit.
"You like rock?" -Severide was smiling.
"H-Huh?"
"Your ringtone. Metallica, huh?"
"Oh, y-yeah. I'm more into bands than pop songs."
"Nice. In that case, I can turn my radio on, huh?" -Severide turned his music on and up. He's playing his rock playlist.
And there goes their conversation. About bands, favorite songs from each. They got along pretty well. They even sang together on some lines.
Y/N suggested some other bands and some other songs.
"Oh yeah? Okay, I'll check them out." -Severide promised.
"Alright. Hey, uhm, I'm on this corner." -Y/N pointed at her house.
"Okay."
Y/N got off Severide's car. She said her thanks and they went on with their nights; Severide to Casey's and Y/N into her room.
Before doing anything, Y/N took a pillow and screamed into it. Y/N was so happy. Today is such a great day for her. With everything that happened with Severide.
Otis called again and Y/N shared what happened.
"Ohmygod!!! Y/N that's great! This is the beginnings of your love life with Severide!"
"Otis, let's keep our expectations in check. There is a problem though."
"What problem?"
"He thought at first we were dating. Because he saw us together a while ago."
"Oh."
"Sorry, we can't be friends anymore." -Y/N joked.
"Hey!"
"Just kidding."
"Seriously, Y/N, this is good."
"Yeah, but I don't wanna have my hopes up. He was just being nice."
"Fine, fine, whatever. But you're gonna dream about this for days, huh? hahahaha!"
"Years, Otis, I'd survive on this for years."
They ended their conversation laughing. Y/N prepped the fish for tomorrow. Tomorrow, she will cook the best fish she'd ever cook in her entire life.
Tomorrow lunch time came, but squad responded to a call. So, Y/N decided to leave the food on Severide's office desk. He came back a little over lunch time. He saw the food on his desk. Severide perked up.
"Y/N! Thanks!" -Severide holding the food box paired with his charming smile as he passed by Y/N's desk on his way to the mess hall to finally have lunch.
"Yeah, you're welcome." -Y/N shyly replied.
So their interactions remain like that. Little talks, hi and hello, good mornings. Nothing really significant but Y/N is okay with it.
There were firehouse ups and downs but right now they are celebrating in Molly's. And Otis is drunk, managed to get Y/N and Severide on one table together yet again. Talking about nerdy things and Severide was just there, drinking, observing. He just couldn't relate to the stuffs they're talking about. So it was Cruz he's talking with.
Y/N needed to go to the restroom. Cruz stepped out too after getting a phone call. Leaving Otis and Severide on the table.
"So, uhm, lieutenant?"
"What?"
"Found your secret admirer yet?"
"Not looking anymore."
"Why?"
Severide finished his beer and asked for more. "Get me another, Otis?"
"O-Okay. Yeah."
So when Y/N came back from the restroom, it was only Severide left on the table. She hesitated to go back. She just stood and paced back and forth near the restroom. They talk quite a bit now but Y/N still feels nervous to be alone with Severide.
And Hermann noticed. "Hey, Y/N. Get back to your table. You're so awkward there by the restroom."
"Hermann!" -Y/N gestured towards the table.
Y/N has never been alone with Severide so, she ain't risking it. She's scared he'll talk to her and she'll mess up.
"Kid, come on. You like him, right? Maybe try something. You never know."
"Hermann, I'm no match for him."
Otis came back to the table with a fresh set of beers. So Y/N walked back to the table too.
Few months in, Y/N and Severide became friends as well. To which, Otis is very much against.
"I told you! You can't be buddies. You can't be another 'dude', Y/N, because Severide won't see you as nothing more than just a friend. We don't want that."
"Being friends ain't bad." -Y/N said.
"What?!? You're contented???" -Otis looked to Hermann in disbelief.
"Otis, years before, I never even imagined I'd be able to talk to Severide, but here I am, friends with him now."
"You could be more! Hermann, talk her into it!" -Otis was determined.
"Y/N, kiddo, why don't you come clean to Severide?"
"I already told you. I don't think I could measure up to him."
"You never know that."
"Please, guys, I'm okay. Really. And let me remind you, you promised you'll never tell anyone else especially Severide."
Otis still wanted to argue but Hermann stopped him.
So they let it be. Everyday, they get closer to Y/N, get to know her better. And see that she would be good for Severide. If only the lieutenant would stop hooking up with random girls.
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One day, Y/N was out on a Saturday, did some errands and passed by the firehouse, she saw Severide's car still parked there. She looked and saw Severide inside, sleeping on the wheel. She approached him and smelt that strong scent of liquor.
"Hey? Severide?" -Y/N knocked.
"H-Hey."
"What are you doing here? You didn't go home since yesterday huh?"
"Y-Yeah." -Severide felt that headache hit and he groaned through it.
"Are you okay?" -Y/N knew what happened. Severide's dad just died a few weeks ago.
Severide felt like throwing up and he did.
"Okay, okay, Severide." -Y/N rubbed his back while he puked. "I can drive you home, if you'd like."
"Okay, but not to mine."
"A-Alright." -Y/N promised.
She knows why, Severide shared that apartment with Stella, Stella who left him. Y/N hated it, when Severide needed her most, she left him.
Severide fished the keys from his leather jacket pocket and gave it to Y/N.
She felt nervous to drive Severide's car but she managed. Slowly but surely, she doesn't really know where to take Severide. She had messaged Otis but he hasn't replied. He also messaged Hermann.
When no one hasn't replied, Y/N decided to take Severide to her place. Severide was still a little sluggish so she has to help him get into her place.
"Sorry, I just rent a room. And it's a little crowded." -Y/N led Severide to his couch.
As soon as Severide was on the couch, he fell asleep. And that's when Otis and Hermann replied.
They went to Y/N's place and saw her taking care of him, giving him a little wipe down.
"He's never slept well for a long time since everything." -Otis.
"Yeah." -Hermann seconded.
Y/N finished cleaning up Severide. "Uhm, good for him then. Did you bring change of clothes?"
"Yup." -Otis showed her his bag.
"Good. So, change his clothes then. I'll cook something."
Otis and Hermann took coffees and waited for Severide to wake up. Had a long talk with him. About everything. No one ever checked on him lately. And he spends times like these alone most of the time, drinking 'til kingdom come.
Severide decided to crash at Otis's place for a while. They drove there after dinner.
It took a few months for Severide to get back on his feet. With the help of the whole firehouse 51. Mostly Otis, Hermann, and Y/N.
It was status quo again for them four. Severide was still of course trying to move forward, looking for someone he sees a future with. He is not getting any younger. He wanted to settle as well.
He opened up to Hermann and Otis, purposely not bringing Y/N in, he wanted it to be a just with the boys conversation.
Severide talked about what he wants, how badly he wants to have someone, and that he is scared to choose the wrong one because of how badly he wanted to have it asap.
Otis and Hermann wanted to tell Severide that there is someone who loves him, his best qualities and worst, all of him. But it is not their place to tell. Y/N should be the one to come to Severide or Severide to finally see Y/N, fall inlove and live happily ever after.
Otis and Hermann looked over at Y/N in the bullpen from where they are sitting outside with Severide. It pained them that there could possibly be two less lonely people in the world if they would just try it out.
If one would let go of his usual 'adventures' with his usual 'women'. and if one would get over her insecurities and be more confident.
Otis and Hermann weren't sure if they could stomach seeing two people -a person who is looking for true love and another one who is so ready to give it to him- not get together.
And their hands are tied. All they could do is get the two together in gatherings and whatnots and hopefully, one of them gives in and makes a move.
Otis was losing hope but one time, on their boys night watching a game, Severide asked:
"Hey, did Y/N ever said if she's seeing someone?"
Otis and Hermann perked up.
"Severide! Hey, no. No, Y/N isn't seeing someone. Right, Hermann?" -Otis nodded.
"Yeah yeah! She's very much single." -Hermann nodded vigorously.
Otis and Hermann were grabbing each other's shoulders at what's unfolding infront of them.
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a/n: this is my first Kelly Severide x Female Reader. I am currently addicted to the Chicago series (fire and med I'm watching, I'll watch pd next) Severide is fine~ And his eye color 💯. Anyways, because of watching these series, I have quite a few story ideas. Maybe some crossover of Fire and Med sometime soon.
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The Multiamory Podcast did an Episode (Ep.438) discussing the intersection of polyamory and aromanticism.
Explicitly polyamorous/ polyaffectionate aromantics, not asexuals!
You are all welcome to chip in/ add on through reblogs and tags and commentary!
The relevant Facebook announcement got shared into a group I happen to be in and as I commented, thanking the person for sharing it seeing as the group wasn’t aro-related at all, I got politely asked to explain how polyamory works for me as an aromantic asexual.
Keep in mind this explanation was targeted for an audience/ readership of allo-allo polyamorous people.
Also: CONTENT WARNING ⚠️
Internalised acephobia, self-depreciation, implication of sexualised abuse, mention of faithfulness
So the first thing I always say is that: disclaimer – obviously I can only talk about my personal perspective and aromantic people are very diverse, asexual people are very diverse
I just happen to be an asexual aromantic, whereas many aromantics are allosexual (meaning any sexual orientation that isn’t asexuality); seeing as this post is explicitly about the intersection of aromanticism and polyamory
I personally want a queerplatonic/ alterous life partner
That’s my personal wish, I want someone to share my life with
I consider myself polyaffectionate, seeing as I’m not “amorous” in any way shape or form
To me this means a few things
1) I practice relationship anarchy – I do not place a romantic relationship on some arbitrary pedestal, every relationship is important to me and that relationship looking like romance doesn’t mean much
For the other things I need to explain about myself first
I am a sex-averse asexual. I have had sex. I didn’t like it. I am generally sex-positive but I don’t necessarily want/ seek sex as part of any committed relationship; rather I’d avoid sex
(This following bit is self-depreciation but) Because of that I think I shouldn’t “tie down” any partner. Someone willing to be with me shouldn’t suffer for it and hence I don’t see a point in being possessive/ demanding sexual faithfulness – although the details would need to depend on the partner(s) and situation
Also due to me not making a grave distinction between “best friend” and “date friend” I just think it’s easier to call myself polyaffectionate since relationships involving me need thorough explanation anyway
I have explored through writing* what I’d like for myself and that basically always ends up that I’d like to be comfortable “sharing” my partner with pre-determined other people
I would only agree to a closed polycule, although I don’t need to be involved with everyone in it
Also I always hoped if I get that, if I get to have a queerplatonic polycule, it could be a found family and support network more than dating in the classical sense
Again, keep in mind all of this is just my personal perspective and I don’t speak for other aromantic people or other asexual people
Many asexuals are fine with/ want sex
Some aromantics are non-partnering/ would only practice solo-poly
My ideal relationship would be having one or two partners I live with, who are my family, who I can cuddle or leave to their own devices, basically a house share and we each cuddle and kiss each other as we please 🙈
—The thing is I’m aware I probably talk like someone who doesn’t value themself enough
Like, if I believed I could be enough for a partner my whole stance would be slightly different
But I have not yet made the experience that what I can offer (a sexless, queerplatonic commitment) is enough for people
I’m fully aware that mindset isn’t healthy but until someone proves I can be enough for them, well… “outsourcing” sex is easier than worrying
And if it’s a genuine relationship I’m happy for them, in any case
I wholeheartedly mean that I’d like a closed polycule and would be comfortable as described
But I also acknowledge that part of it comes from feeling inadequate/ not wanting to hold back the person(s) I love
I just know I can’t provide what – to many people – is a need
And since I know I can love more than one person at the same time I think getting to be with someone who also has other partners is my best chance… if that makes sense
As I said, I write a lot and with my latest novel-attempt* I think I found the relationship model I’d be comfortable with 🙈
* I have indeed written multiple fan fictions as well as original fiction about a self-insert character navigating relationships as I would like them to play out (setting aside the overarching plot of the individual fiction works) but seeing as I’m a pro-shipper and actually do have a writing side-blog, I don’t feel all that comfortable to just straight-up link my own writing here. Due to the here relevant works all featuring central relationships with a self-insert character, these works are also deeply personal. More so than other ship fiction I have written. I have linked these works on here before - as part of “#queerplatonic fiction” lists - but never really put “my name” (this blog’s URL) directly to them
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go-to-the-mirror · 24 days
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at least whenever i search "am i a bad person" i'll get a wikihow page suggested to me, which makes my self-perception less "uniquely terrible" and more "average teenager"
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coordinxtedbeauty · 1 month
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I'm a normal boy. I'm a normal boy. This wouldn't have happened if I was normal. I should've just been normal. It would've been so much easier if I was normal.
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curry-ketchup · 9 months
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Self-hate
Carnation antigua - mourning, death.
Gentiana - toment, tears, spite.
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beingaseablob · 1 year
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how's everyone's year going so far ? i'll go first, i realized i'm dealing with trauma -
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trevmex · 11 months
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Self-deprecation: Story Time
Let me tell you a story.
I was at a tech meetup once and raised my hand to ask a question. I said, “This is a dumb question, but …” and asked my question.
I didn’t think anything of it. After the meetup, a good and always straightforward friend of mine came up to me and said, “Don’t call your questions dumb.”
To which I said, “Oh, but it was just my ignorance…”
He stopped me. He said, “No, you don’t understand. In that room, people look up to you. I know some people didn’t even know to ask that question. And others that had the same or similar questions. When you deprecate yourself around others, you de facto deprecate those around you thinking the same thing. Don’t self-deprecate in front of others. It adds nothing and lowers the self-esteem of those around you.”
I was blown away. I never thought of self-depreciation as harming others, but he is right. Knowledge, skill, talent: it is a spectrum. And when I self deprecated in front of others, that negativity has impacts beyond just me.
Let’s say you self-deprecate about what you do. Are you the best in the world? Probably not. You know that. Are you better than a hell of a lot of people? Yes. Yes, you are. Who does that self-deprecation serve? Not me. 
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asoftbeing · 2 years
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you know your mental health has declined when you go from "feels goosebumps at embarrassing memories" to "i didn't knew u had Tourette's bro, why didn't u told me?"
is cause i don't bro, i don't
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bryonyashaw · 1 year
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failed my first math quiz, first exam is on Wednesday, second quiz is due on *Friday*, when I work. I'm such a goddamn dumbass. I'm so, so incredibly, unbelievably STUPID. I'm getting tutoring, I'm ASKING FOR HELP, this is my SECOND TIME LEARNING THE MATERIAL, I can't. I'm. I'm just gonna fail. I'm gonna try, I'm gonna try my absolute hardest, but it doesn't matter. trying hard doesn't change the fact that my STUPID BRAIN does.t can't fucking. ABSORB INFORMATION NORMALLY.
doesn't matter if I try. doesn't matter if I study. I'm gonna fail.
I hate it. I hate my stupid, stupid brain. I hate it.
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anxietyproblem · 1 year
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machineryangel · 1 year
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another important thing to remember is 1) u can pick up any hobby at any point in ur life and get outstandingly good at it & 2) the project u've been working on & aren't pleased w the current outcome so far will not be your last. u will draw/crochet/paint/sculpt/write another piece, and another, and you will have many chances to be fully content w your craft. so you should cherish the joy of making art instead of worrying ab the results & think ab how lovely it is that we're all vessels for artistry and we can share the divine act of creation!!!!!
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caluski · 10 months
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So sick of this overly negative meme that shows up every single fucking month so made my own version.
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firewheeesky · 5 months
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Your 20s is for finding out what's wrong with you?
Nah your 20s is finding out that everything about you is wrong, and stumbling, crying and wheezing your way into finding out how to fix it
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tuliptiger · 5 months
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I just want to start self isolating again. I'm not a good person and I'm not a good friend.
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