#nic nevin

[femaledaily]

NIC NEVIN portrayed by Emily Vancamp The Resident (2018-2022)

#theresidentedit #tvedit #~ #hella #the resident #nic nevin #emily vancamp #usertreena #userk8 #uservale #tvarchive #userthing #smallscreensource #dailytvfilmgifs #dailyflicks #dailytvwomen #m!lfsource #femalecharacters #ladiesofcinema #televisiongifs

[felicitysmoaksx]

Reach for My Hand ('Cause It's Held Out for You)

The residency at Baylor never opened up. Sarah was stuck at Med following the Robert Haywood incident and she was right. After everything, people- all staff alike whispered. About her. Her father and what happened the night he collapsed. She did her best to ignore them though.

Her days were now spent avoiding Dr. Charles unless she had to talk to him. While she also avoided Noah Sexton following her rejection of him. She should have taken April's offer to talk to her brother to get him to ease up. But after the mess with her father, she was reluctant to accept help from anyone.

Her only reprieve was her friends in the ED. They kept her busy most of the time with consults so she didn't have to talk to Dr. Charles often. Months passed and she wasn't happy by any means, but she got used to it. Because it could always be worse.

Instead, her other safety net came in the form of her brother-in-law. Or was it former brother-in-law? Sarah wasn't sure what the terminology was with Nic now gone.

"Well, well, if it isn't little Sarah Reese: big shot resident," Sarah turned at the sound of the familiar voice and Conrad Hawkins' stared back at her with an easy grin.

"What are you doing here? You didn't tell me you were coming when I was facetiming with Gigi last month!" She exclaimed as she turned and wandered closer. Allowing her half-sister's husband to wrap her in a tight hug. Chastain had sent Conrad along to scout out the Hybrid OR.

"Okay," Conrad said, a week after he got there. She had been in line to get a cup of coffee when he appeared behind her. "There are dozens of rumors flying around about you. But I don't care about them because you're going to tell me what's actually going on."

When Sarah glanced back she saw a look that she had only heard about from her big sister. There was a narrowed focus light in his eyes with his mouth turned downward. He wasn't going to let this go.

"Let me get my coffee first." She relented with a heavy sigh. Then with a coffee to warm her hands, she pulled him into a corner. Then she started with her father and his bad heart. From there she moved to his personality disorder and Dr. Charles treating him for it. Everything else that came with Dr. Robert Haywood and the fallout after just came out from there. When she was done explaining everything, Sarah lifted her gaze to look at her half-sister's husband.

"I know Nic's gone, but when everything was happening, I picked up the phone so many times to call her because she would know what to say and what to do." She told him, with a watery catch in her voice.

"Why didn't you call me?" Conrad asked quietly, "Why didn't you let me help you?"

"What could you have done, Conrad? You have Gigi and you just started back at Chastain. You have a lot on your plate. You didn't need me to add to it with my family drama."

"Sarah, you're Nic's little sister. You're Gigi's aunt. You're my family. As for what I would've done, I would've suggested you come home." Conrad pressed, tapping on the table for emphasis.

"To New York? With my mother?" Sarah pulled a face, before she shook her head, "No, thank you."

"Not New York. Georgia."

"Georgia? Why would I go there?"

"Because you'd have family-me and Gigi and a job there."

"A job?"

"At Chastain. One phone call from me and you'd have an interview in no time; you know how much Nic always hated that you moved to Chicago to finish med school."

#chicago med #sarah reese #one chicago #the resident #conrad hawkins #nic nevin #my writing #//this was only meant to be a blurb. How the hell did it wind up being a drabble?

[purpledaisiesthings]

The Resident will be greatly missed.

This was one of the few remaining network shows I kept up with. I'm biased, but it's honestly one of the best medical dramas out there.

When it first aired, I remember thinking, "Wow, this is different." Then I kept watching, and I just fell in love with all these characters and their stories. Episode after episode I got sucked into these very relatable stories and medical cases of the week. Till today, the episode that still gets me every time is S02ep20 (episode title: If Not Now, When?). That episode was personal for me. That was when the show became more to me.

That's what the show is about at the heart. It's relatable, it's current but still very high stakes. I always rooted for Conrad to diagnose his patients on time before it was too late, and it hurt when he couldn't. which I appreciated because as much as this is a fictional show where we want everything to have a happy ending, these characters are human and there is only so much one can do. Whether it was an undiagnosed patient for Conrad, or a bad surgical outcome for the ever brilliant Dr. Austin AKA the Raptor, we got to see the human in these characters.

We got to see these characters grow and enter into different life stages. We saw the good, the bad, and the ugly. I will never stop giving credit to the character development of Bell. I would never have thought that this character whom I loathed so much in the beginning became one of my most loved. And even after some main characters left, they still found a way to balance the show without disrespecting anyone.

I truly love the show, and even though I'm sad it's ended, I'm even more grateful it ended on a good note for all of the characters and not on a cliffhanger. I would have loved that the show got a final season as opposed to a cancelation, but the characters got closure in the end. At least I'm not in some limbo thinking about how these characters' stories should end.

Our main couples, Kit/Bell, Billie/Conrad, and Leela/Devon, all got their end game. And even though there was nothing explicitly said, you can actually picture what their future would be like, both in their personal lives and their professional lives.

Even though most of us saw this cancelation coming, it doesn't negate feelings of sadness or disappointment. Whatever the case, I'm glad that the show had a good run. With six seasons, they also got to their 100 episode mark. Not many shows nowadays can boast of that.

So cheers to The Resident ❤️

#conrad hawkins #billie sutton #kit voss #devon pravesh #randolph bell #leela devi #aj austin #billie x conrad #conllie #kitbell #devon x leela #ship rants #nic nevin #mina okafor #the resident #the resident fox

[xbcaptain]

#theresidentedit #the resident #the resident: 2x03 #nic nevin #conrad hawkins #jessica moore #irving feldman

[daydreamingatnight209]

“We got you” - Requested

Conrad x Female Reader for @virtualreader

Warnings- Mention of injury, fear of hospitals and slight angst, but happy ending 💕

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Spending the next 6 weeks between my cousin and her boyfriend while recovering from my leg surgery isn’t exactly what I had planned but what my mother says goes, even if I am a grown women with the capacity to make her own choices.

So here I am, with both Nic and Conrad for the next 42 days.

The good news was that my leg was no longer trapped in a heavy cast but that didn’t mean I was mobile. My wounds are still healing which means if I attempt to weight bear my stitches could possibly burst.

The days were long and often spent alone as both Conrad and Nic took up shifts at Chastain, but the good news is that with each day I was slowly healing and getting stronger … or so I thought.

See, what you need to know is that I have a small problem with pushing myself, it must be a family trait because I’m not the only one.

Come day 15 I am restless. I wasn’t made to be bed bound. I didn’t even want the surgery in the first place, hospitals scare the hell out of me and the Last thing I wanted to experience was people prod and poking around me, yet sometimes life gives you choices you cannot say no to.

Nic introduced me into a wheelchair next to the bed to allow me a little more freedom when the pair were pulling double shifts, she warned me to still be careful which I promised but I suppose I wasn’t careful enough for what happened next.

It started off as a dull aching pain in my side, which I experienced off and on since the surgery so I did my best to ignore it, and that, well that became impossible when with one abrupt movement from the bed to the chair my stitches split.

An ear splitting scream left my mouth as I doubled over. Both Nic and Conrad come scrambling in and straight to my side to assess the damage. Despite the pain I knew from the way they looked at each other it wasn’t good.

“Please, I can’t, I can’t …” panic seizes me and I struggle to get my words out. I can’t go though this again.

“Y/N we need to get you to the hospital!” Nic breathes as my panic worsens.

I squirm around, trying to escape their grips, as my throat closes up completely.

No hospital. Not again.

I shake my head as tears leak down my face.

“Hey hey, you need to stay still” Conrad commands but I barely register his or my cousins voice.

I don’t even register the fact that the wound was being held together by a single belt.

The last thing I saw was my cousins eyes as she lent down to check on me before I drifted into the unknown.

I didn’t know how long I was unconscious but once again I wake up to that familiar sound of machines.

Nic and Conrad surrounded me once more as I recognise where I was.

Both people see the subtle signs of panic in me but this time Conrad takes ahold of my hand and wipes away the already forming tears.

“It’s okay, it’s okay” he speaks softly.

“We are gonna be here every step of the way, you are gonna be just fine I promise”

Feeling the effect of his soothing words I begin to calm myself.

With that, Nic starts her physical exam on my leg as I see that I’ve been patched up again. Luckily for me there was no second cast but I knew that the recovery time just doubled.

I gripped Conrad’s hand as I work though the current pain, my body finally feeling the events of the last 12 hours.

Once Nic was happy with my state she left me to rest and as I close my eyes to finally sleep the last thing I hear is Conrad’s soothing voice.

“It’s all gonna be okay now, we got you”

#writing #fluff #fanfic #conrad hawkins angst #angst #conrad hawkins fluff #conrad hawkins imagines #conrad hawkins x reader #conrad hawkins #the resident x reader #the resident imagines #the resident on fox #conrad x nic #nic nevin #matt czuchry fluff #matt czuchry x reader #matt czuchry fanfic #Matt Czuchry #requested #rules on requesting #requests

[windshield91]

Whatever happens, even if this whole place shut down we created something great here together and that will live on everyone who was part of it.

- Aj Austin

#I'm grateful for these amazing 6 seasons #kitbell will forever be the best age appropriate relationship portrayed #what's better than Aj words after the cancellation news #the resident on fox #the resident #randolph bell #kit voss #kitbell #conrad hawkins #nic nevin #billie sutton #leela devi #aj austin #devon pravesh #matt czuchry

[random-fandom-whump]

The Resident S03E01 (✚)

#the resident #conrad hawkins #whumpedit #matt czuchry #aftermath of explosion #head wound #c collar #gurney #medwhump #oxygen mask #disorientation #broken bones #blood #restrained #examined #nic nevin #ep: from the ashes #the resident 3x01

[kitxvoss]

randolph bell in every episode / 1x08

#theresidentedit #the resident #randolph bell #bruce greenwood #lane hunter #nic nevin #Conrad hawkins #mina okafor #mine #mine rb #bell by ep #god even when he's such an asshole he's fucking adorable #I love him #rb: 1x08

[youcantspellinfinity-withoutfinn]

Back at it with the resident and it’s bittersweet watching episodes with Nic…but I low key love this scene as it “Gigi” with both her mama’s (though not biologically Billie is definitely a mother to Gigi)

#the resident on fox #the resident #gigi hawkins #nic nevin #conrad hawkins #conic #conllie #nic x conrad #billie x conrad

[whatimdoing-here]

THE RESIDENT | 6.13

#the resident #gigi hawkins #nic nevin #honestly i said 'omg she's nic 😭' before anyone even said anything #mine

[gt-icons]

Nicolette Nevin "The Resident" icons

‒ like or reblog if you save

#nicolette nevin #nicolette nevin icons #nic nevin #nic nevin icons #emily vancamp #emily vancamp icons #the resident #the resident icons #tv shows icons #tv shows #series icons #series #icons

[userlaylivia]

i mean I might end up liking conrad/billie but I personally can't see it right now tbh! they'll NEVER compare to conic imo! without seeing it yet I can't say for sure I won't like c/b but it won't be the way I love conic it can't be!! the chemistry between matt/emily was INSANE!! they were such a healthy couple and they had these little moments like handholding and the head leans that you don't see with many ships and I know it's going to devastate me when I get to 503 ugh the show won't be the same without emily/nic and conic I know that for a fact without seeing it!!

#not ready to lose my babies ugh #conrad hawkins #nic nevin #conrad x nic #conic #the resident

[drelizabethgreene]

Any Fandom Fluff Bingo Bingo #1

Translation: I recently got my first Bingo on my @anyfandomfluffbingo card! If you're looking for some reading in the last few days of 2023, here are the stories that formed the Bingo. (This is only a one-way Bingo; not a cover-all...I still have 11 squares to fill.)

#1: Dynamic Sensory Contrast

Fandom: The Resident

Pairing: KitBell

Square filled: Regular Customer

#2: Undercover Lover

Fandom: Law and Order: SVU

Pairing: Bensler

Square filled: Bodyguard AU (credit to @creativepromptsforwriting for the full prompt, which is in the beginning notes)

#3: Goodwin-Sharpe Family Restaurant

Fandom: New Amsterdam

Pairing: Sharpwin

Square filled: Grand Gestures

#4: Take the Load Off and Stay Awhile

Fandom: The Resident

Pairing: KitBell

Square Filled: Damsel in Distress

#5: Three to One

Fandom: The Resident

Pairing: CoNic

Square Filled: "Will you just shut up and kiss me already?"

#fluff #any fandom fluff bingo #bingo fill #the resident #new amsterdam #law and order svu #kitbell #bensler #conic #sharpwin #kit voss #randolph bell #olivia benson #elliot stabler #max goodwin #helen sharpe #conrad hawkins #nicolette nevin #nic nevin #fanfiction #archiveofourown.org #comments welcome

[tvshowscouples]

If you love Conrad&Nicolette (The Resident) and you want reblog or like,this is the link of my reblog couples :)

thank you!

#CoNic #conrad and nic #nic and conrad #nicolette and conrad #conrad hawkins #matt czuchry #conrad and nicolette #the resident #emily vancamp #nic nevin #nic x conrad #conrad x nic #nicolette nevin #team CoNic #conrad x nicolette

[kookicat]

The Longest Night

He's flat on his back, a blanket haphazardly dragged over his body, when Devon finds him. One arm is curled over his chest, the other flung across the bed like he's reaching for something. Even in the dim light of the rarely used exam room, he's pasty, brow tense, even dozing. His hair is damp with sweat around his hairline, lips rough and chapped. The shadows under his eyes look like bruises. One socked foot flexes as he shifts, tugging at the blanket to cover a bit more of his body as a hard shiver passes through him. 

Devon thinks about backing out of the room, leaving the other man to the rest he so obviously needs, but he can't, so he crosses the room and shakes the blonde man's shoulder gently. 

"This better be an emergency," Conrad mutters, voice hoarse, without opening his eyes. A cough rattles through him, harsh enough to make Devon wince in sympathy. It makes Conrad curl up, one arm around his ribs until the spasm passes.   

"Gotta trauma heading in. Male, fell from a height. Ten minutes or so," Devon says and shakes the coffee he's holding. "Figured you might need this." He puts it down on the table next to the other man's head and backs off to lean in the doorway. "You should go home," he adds softly. "You look like hell." 

"Can't," Conrad says, shortly, and forces himself upright, the movement lacking any of his normal ease or grace. The lines between his eyebrows are cut deep, a sure sign he has a splitting headache. "This damn flu is wrecking the hospital. All the ER docs rang in sick." He rubs his forehead with one hand, pressing his fingers into his temple like he can dig the headache out of his skull. “There’s just me and you left standing,”

"I have some ibuprofen in my-" Devon offers, stopping short when Conrad waves a hand.

"Took some an hour ago," Conrad says and turns his head, sneezing hard enough to make his fingers clench on the blanket. He dumps the tissue into the bin by the bed. "I can take another dose of acetaminophen soon," he says and glances at his watch. "I'll manage." He takes a swig of the coffee, shooting Devon a grateful look, and shifts again, visibly gathering his energy before he stands and forces his shoes on. "Six hours until morning," he mutters and slips out of the door, with Devon close behind. 

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The patient transport team wheel the gurney out of the trauma bay and most of the staff head out with it, leaving Nic and Conrad alone in the messy space. 

"Nice catch," Nic says, and strips off her gloves. "

"Than-" Conrad starts, the word breaking off into a cough that feels like it's shattering his ribs. Vivid stars flare across his eyes and he tries to relax, not fight his body, but it makes everything hurt. Makes him want to curl up into a little ball and sleep until the ache stops. 

"Hey," Nic says, and warm hands land on his cheek and back, rubbing soothing circles as the cough eases. "Just breathe. Slow breaths." She nudges him backwards until his legs collide with the single stool in the exam bay and he sits heavily, leaning forward, chest heaving as he catches his breath. 

One hand braces his head, the other idly rubbing his aching ribs. "That fucking sucked," he mutters hoarsly. 

A full bottle of water lands in his lap, the chill soaking through his scrubs and making him shiver. "Sip that," Nic says, and he unscrews the cap with hands that are still shaking. 

Every bit of him aches, a nasty dull pain that he can't quite shake, even with the pills. He's freezing, suddenly, and mutely tugs Nic close by the hem of her scrub top. The shivers are enough to make him clench his teeth to stop them chattering and that makes his headache throb more. 

She comes willingly, pressing against him, one hand automatically combing through his hair in silent comfort, the other slipping a thermometer into his ear. It beeps, and she glances at the display, sighing unhappily. "Conrad…" 

"I know," he starts, and has to clear his throat before he can continue. "Can't do anything, there's no one to cover. It'd mean diverting and-" he shrugs, voice trailing off, because they both know the chaos that would cause. Another coughing fit hits him, and he wraps his arm around his ribs, leaning on Nic until it passes. Her warmth feels good, soothing and a pang of longing shoots through him. Wish we were both at home and in bed. 

"Come on," she says, and tugs his hair, gently. "You get a banana bag and some more meds while I try to find cover." 

She leads him to an empty bay in the ER- they've been lucky, so far, with mostly minor stuff that the interns and nurses can deal with. He follows silently, folding down onto the bed like his strings have been cut, leaning into her hand when she cups his cheek. 

"Stay," she says and flips a blanket over him. "I'll be back in a couple of minutes to hook you up." 

He smiles at her. "Thank you," he says, and blinks heavily, glancing at his watch. Four hours to go, he thinks with a grimace. It feels like a lifetime and he’s honestly not sure how he’s going to get through the remaining time, because he's running on fumes already. The thought of more coffee makes his stomach churn. He shifts, tugging the blanket higher, and leans back against the bed, not bothering to hold back a yawn. 

By the time she gets back, he's dozing, a pillow wadded under his head, the blanket pulled up to his shoulders. He's paler than earlier, a faint sheen of sweat on his forehead.  

Devon arrives in the bay at the same time, exchanging worried looks with Nic. 

"How's he doing?" Devon asks. "Discharged that patient with a splint and a follow up for next week." 

"Lousy," Conrad admits, one eyebrow lifting, "Did you find anyone?" It's a quiet but sincere plea, and a testament to just how rough he's really feeling. 

"Dr. Emory is coming in, but it'll take her an hour to get here," Devon says, and Conrad nods tiredly, one hand lifting to rub his forehead. 

Nic takes his other arm, thumb rubbing his wrist as she picks her spot. "Small scratch," she says as she inserts the IV, taping it down with a new batch of dressings. 

"You're good at that," he mummers, as she attaches the bag. He glances at his arm, huffing a careful laugh. "Chickens, really?" he asks. 

"The rep left them with me and we all know how you feel about chickens," she says and fishes in her pocket for the pills there. "Acetaminophen for your fever, Dextromethorphan for that cough." 

He takes the tablets and swallows them without any objection. "Give me ten minut-" he starts and both Nic and Devon shake their heads at him. 

"Stay right where you are. I have everything under control," Devon says, and pats Conrad on the shin. "Anything super major and I'll come get Nic," he adds, and ducks out of the bay, closing the curtain behind him. 

Conrad frowns at Devon's retreating back, but knows he's passed the point of being able to push through the illness. He can't remember ever being so exhausted before, and even the pressure of his clothes against his skin is uncomfortable. He shifts, trying to toe his shoes off, but they're laced tight and he slumps back in frustration. 

Nic pats his shin and unties his right shoe, easing it off his foot. The left one swiftly follows and she tweaks his toe before she flips the blanket back over his legs. "You should have stayed home," Nic says, and sits down next to him. 

"It wasn't this bad, earlier," Conrad objects, voice rough. "And then…" he starts, breaking off when the cough hits him again. 

"And then every other ER doc calls off sick and you've been running around like a crazy thing all shift," Nic says, one hand dropping to his pulse point in his wrist while the other rubs soothing circles on his back until the coughing fit passes. 

His pulse pounds against her fingers, and she frowns, glad when it starts to settle. "It's from the cough," he says, eyes dropping to her fingers, lip quirking in quiet amusement. 

"Can't blame a girl for worrying." She nudges him, gently, with her elbow, fussing with the blanket. "You're still a little warm." 

He blinks, heavily, shifting so he's pressed against her from shoulder to hip. "Take more than a cold to see me off," he mummers, voice soft with sleep. 

She sighs in exasperation. "You have the flu, Conrad!"

"Uh huh," he says, eyes closed, lashes dark against his skin. "Love you too." 

Her eyes sting, suddenly, and she closes them, holding the tears back, swallowing hard against the lump in her throat. "Love you more," she whispers, and his lips curve into a smile. 

#fanfic #whump #fanfiction #writing #the resident #the resident fox #conrad hawkins #nic nevin #conic #devon pravesh #sickfic #please reblog

[daydreamingatnight209]

“New Love”

Conrad Hawkins x Female Reader

Warnings - Mentions of injury and loss/death but with fluffy ending 💕

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With all the drama in the morning, I did not expect my day to get any better. Running late from the minute I woke up to having car trouble and catching the bus in a storm seemed to set the tone for the day.

Apologising to Marion and the other staff, I rush into the sliding doors of the Chastain Park Memorial Daycare.

“Wow whoa, you look … well” Conrad laughs as he drops of his daughter Gigi, through those same doors.

Gigi looks up at her dad, scolding him for laughing at her teacher which makes Conrad smile grow wider.

He holds his hands up in defeat, wishes his daughter a goodbye and sets himself off to work on the floors below.

My luck continues to run downhill as the day goes on as I begin to feel weak, nauseous and the people in front of me start to spin.

I try to keep myself steady and on my feet as things slowly start to fade.

I hear Gigi call for her father, right before I lost my footing, instead of hitting the floor like expected I fall against something hard, something solid.

“You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes love”

Was the last thing I heard from Conrad before I gave up trying to keep my eyes open.

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Reawakening again was an experience, I’ve always hated being ill and despite working in a hospital I can’t say I ever liked them.

As I slowly gather my bearings I see a familiar face coming towards me.

Conrad knowing my history and how I feel about being cooped up in certain environments, gets straight to the point.

“ Look, I know you hate being sick, but you need to let me care for you.”

I can’t help but scoff at this “I’m not sick Conrad, I just felt lightheaded and fell”

“I’ll be the judge of that” he answers.

Just as I’m about open my mouth to speak again I hear a small voice behind us both.

“Is Y/N going to be okay daddy?”

I look over and see little Gigi with panic written across her face. My heart broke for her, being best friends with her mom meant that I’ve seen her from the day she was born, to mourning Nic’s death to who she is today.

I try to give her a smile as she comes running up to my bed. Her dad spends time to comfort her before sending her back up to daycare with one of the nurses and then off to check my results.

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After checking in on his daughter after everything she has seen this morning, next on Conrad’s list was to seek out Bille to confirm Y/N’s results after having her admitted.

He had to admit this morning had been rough on him, He had known Y/N though Nic and she had become a valuable part of his life and in raising Gigi. Seeing her so vulnerable, panicked him and he has spent the rest of that time chasing away that unfamiliar feeling.

He couldn’t lose you like he lost his wife.

Finally locking eyes with Bille, his move faster beneath him to find the answers he needed.

Billie, who already knew what Conrad was after passed him the iPad with Y/N’s information open.

“Her CT scans and Nero exam are all clear. She’s all okay”

Conrad fought the urge to hug his colleague as he releases a ragged breath, fighting his legs which threaten to give out before him.

While it was common for Conrad to care and fight for his patients, this reaction was new even for him but it didn’t take long for Billie to come to the conclusion.

“How long have you been in love with her?”

Conrad looks up with a confused expression, his eyes fighting some sort of internal battle.

“Conrad is okay. You are allowed to find love, it’s what Nic would of wanted for you. You know that”

Hawkins knew that Billie was right but he just wasn’t sure if he was ready yet. Even if he was falling in love with the preschool teacher.

There was only way to find out.

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After what felt like an agonising wait, Conrad finally reappeared to give me the all clear and out of pure joy and instinct I grabbed onto him and pushed him into a hug.

What I didn’t notice at first what how Conrad didn’t fight or pull away, in fact he settled into the hug and closed his eyes, just enjoying the embrace.

Something in my mind told me that he needed that hug more then I did. I stayed with him calmly until he was strong enough to pull away.

“I … I umm… I was thinking we could…”

He couldn’t get his words out and was visibly getting frustrated.

I brought myself to his face and planted a soft kiss on his forehead.

“I would love too” I whispered.

“One day at a time” he whispered back, his throat threatening to close up on him as I see tears in his eyes.

I made a promise to myself to do my best and always honour his love for Nic.

“Daddy is Y/N going to be new mommy?”

For the second time that day, Gigi has snuck out of daycare to come find her dad.

Realising that Conrad hadn’t gotten full control of his emotions just yet I decided to take over.

“No sweetie your mommy will always be your mommy, I’m just an extra special friend to your daddy” I try to explain, gently.

“Is that why you two was kissing?” She asks innocently as heat rises to my cheeks.

“Erm yes, is that okay?”

Gigi nods with a smile that matches that of her fathers one earlier on today and jumps on the bed to join the pair of us.

“I wouldn’t mind having two mommies, I just want daddy to be happy again” she says, hugging Conrad, giving her consent to the potential blossoming relationship.

Today may of started terribly but it doesn’t mean it ended that way…

#writing #fluff #fanfic #gigi and conrad #conrad hawkins angst #conrad hawkins fluff #conrad hawkins imagines #conrad hawkins x reader #conrad x nic #nic nevin #conrad hawkins #the resident x reader #the resident imagines #the resident on fox #matt czuchry fluff #matt czuchry x reader #matt czuchry fanfic #Matt Czuchry #angst #writing prompt