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wonryllis · 2 months

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daddy issues, my little girl (m) | park jongseong.

﹙ 🎬 ﹚ ぃ ────𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹,

preview. you had always had daddy issues, for as long as you could remember. so when jay came along with his caring nature, how could you possibly keep your feelings at bay? not to forget, your roses of love have wilted long before you even knew what love meant but jay, he’s here at your doorstep with a watering can. will you be able to refuse?

or where, new neighbor dr jay park is asked to babysit you over the week. ironically the only man you have ever had a crush on. you are so determined to put aside the feelings but jay makes things so much harder. he is way too sweet and caring and you are way too pessimistic and insecure. how is it going to work with you gravitating towards him in inadvertence and jay welcoming your presence with candor radiance? especially with all of your buried issues coming to life more than ever. false hopes and reserved secrets, reluctant truths and feelings that linger deep. he is right there, two doors away to reach. so why is it that love still feels so far?

meet the cast. daddy park jongseong(jay) with his doll fem!reader

genre. neighbour to lovers, age gap (like 7 years), romance, SMUT MDNI!!, comfort angst, fluff, happy ending, doctor(might change that)!jay with his precious girl. jay literally always at his girl's beck and call, he cares about you a lottttt trope. the "i know you can do it, but let me do it for you" trope. kinda ddlg concept idk? he's like your pillar, comfort person and just everything you have ever needed. practically your dream man come to life. subject to additions later on.

word count. 18-19k so far, est around 35k revamp + second installment.

warnings. DARK THEMES: hints of: daddy issues, attachment anxiety, inferiority complex, abandonment issues, depression, childhood emotional neglect, philophobia, insomnia, social anxiety, hints at emotional/psychological abuse, gaslighting, hints at being suicidal, people pleaser syndrome, mommy issues, thantophobia, atelophobia, atychiphobia, pistanthrophobia, avoidant personality disorder, body dysmorphia. more could be added on release and nsfw warnings will be mentioned in full fic.

theme song. daddy issues by the neighborhood and future by red velvet. on the side you can listen to: love letter by bolbbalgan4, adore you by harry styles, pacify her by melanie martinez, cool kids by echosmith, your existence by wonstein, teenage dreams by katy perry ..

RELEASING. TBD, progress ! 57%

"i’m home!” slipping off your converse, you put the pair inside the shoe cabinet near the entrance and close the wooden door in a sigh before trudging in. the lights in the living room are dimmed, something your parents would never do. it catches you a tad bit off guard but nevertheless you try not to think too much. considering the silence surrounding you they most definitely are out for work and as usual forgot to turn off the lights. with cautious steps you walk futher inside, with all intention to sneak in a pack of chips from the kitchen like a thief even though at this point you’ve practically come to the conclusion you’re home alone, but one can never be too careful.

a cat like shriek leaves you when your eyes land on the back of a figure sitting on the couch, your phone almost slipping through the grasp of your fingers as your eyes widen in shock. startled, your heart more or less stopping in a screeching brake for a split second.

the man visibly flinches at the sound of your voice,“who are you?!-” standing up and turning around to face you,“jay?”

“god y/n, you’re gonna make me deaf,” he complains, face contorting into a tender, teasing expression; a small smile gracing his lips as he walks around the couch and leans against the top of the backrest. you watch as he looks at you, so softly that it makes you wonder, has anyone ever in your entire life looked at you like that? a look radiating such gentleness. maybe not, not until now that is.

“you got home early today, i thought you’d be out for two more hours?” his brows raise in a questioning manner as his gaze shifts to go over the time showing on your living room clock.

“uh, well i was working on a project the last few days but i finished it yesterday so,” you speak unsure if you should even be telling him this instead of asking what he’s doing in here.

“oh okay, that’s good,” taking off his overcoat he walks into the kitchen, folding up his dress shirt’s sleeves on the way,“what do you want for lunch then? do you want to eat takeout? or should i cook you something? you must be hungry,” he takes out a bottle of cold water from the fridge and pours in a glass for you, sliding the cup on the countertop towards you as you approach the space in hesitant and confused steps.

his questions dumbfound you, leaving your brain at a loss, still dazed from his presence before you,“what? why are you asking me that? and what are you doing in my house?” you ask, looking completely clueless when jay turns to look at you expecting it to be some kind of a sarcastic remark. but the lost look in your eyes has him surrendering even if it does turn out to be some joke.

“taking care of you,” jay smiles, straightening his posture in an upright position and moving closer to the counter across which you stand,“technically, babysitting,”

“babysitting? me? but,” it baffles you, is this some prank or are you supposed to know something you don’t? your mind’s mechanical gears slow down, friction arising in between them. you don’t remember anything regarding or relating to the term babysitting. there’s no way he’s serious.. right?

“doll, didn’t your parents tell you they’re gonna be out on a business trip for a week? they asked me to look after you while they’re gone,” what.

yes these past few days when you couldn’t catch a hidden, one-sided glimpse of him in the elevator you did feel weird. and you definitely did subconsciously wish to run across him again, even though you were on a mission to avoid him, but this; this is not what you would’ve liked, this is not what you wanted. this is far from what you can handle, what your messed up self can accept.

“no?” the look on your face has jay almost spilling a laugh, the way your features contort to a whiny crying expression. how cute. he thinks.

“that’s okay, now you know,” trying to imitate you, he scrushes up his nose in a slight pout, reaching out to pat your head twice. and there goes your heart. you never thought you’d like head pats this much, you only remember getting them twice from your father but it felt different. it used to annoy you because he would mess up your hair but the way jay caressed your head it felt you had accomplished something, so gentle and careful yet still close to a ruffle.

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boyfhee · 1 day

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✶ JEALOUSY, JEALOUSY !

jealously looks good on them

pairing enhypen x reader / fem reader in hoon's genre fluff warnings kissing in jake's, ignore the typos pleek notes happy reading ^^ requested

HEESEUNG

you know he's the jealous type just three days after dating him. it's in a fun way— of course. despite being the jealous type he doesn't overdo it ( or at least tries not to. ) you're gushing about your favourite character from a show or a celebrity you like and he's sulking on the inside.

“byeon wooseok is hot but not hotter than me. right, darling?” he would ask the moment he catches you watching the edits of the actor on tiktok. with eyes fixed on you, his lips morph more and more into a pout when you take more than a few seconds to respond. “i can't believe this,”

you watch him sit on the far end of the couch, away from you, refusing to spare you a glance even though you know his attention is on you. “c’mon hee, are you jealous of an actor? he doesn't even know me,”

“well, good for me because with how pretty you are, he will definitely fall for you if he gets to know you,” he replies through a frown, eyeing you through his peripheral gaze, arms crossed. it only makes you laugh at how cute he can be sometimes.

“and i'm in love with you so it doesn't matter,” and he's back to normal, crawling to your side and wrapping his arms around you. you just have to remind him that every time jealousy gets the best of him, even though he already knows it; but he likes to hear you say it.

JONGSEONG

jay thought it would be cute to ask you out on a little convenience store date until your neighbour's son crashes it. well, not literally since he only happened to be there at the store. however, despite all, being the person he is, he doesn't think much of it.

that is until that guy decides to follow you around throughout the time you two shop. even when you two make it to the counter, he's next to you, talking to you and you're responding nicely, considering he's your neighbour.

“um, we're dating,” he says with an awkward smile when that guy asks if you're single. and jay has always been patient but he grabs the shopping bags and your hand, and walks out of the store with the speed of light.

“you can let go of my hand,” you laugh at the look of pure jealousy on his face. it's not really obvious, but you can see it. you've known him long enough to know how he is when he's jealous.

“nope,” he shakes his head, lacing his fingers with your own while you two are walking back to his place. “not until we're home,”

JAEYUN

he thinks he's being subtle about it but you don't miss the way he keeps scooting closer while you're texting a friend. he's not trying to peek, he's trying to get your attention.

“who even have you been texting for so long?” he asks after a few seconds, sitting lazily next to you on the bed with a faint pout residing on his lips.

“my friend. it's her birthday soon and she wants me to go shopping with her,” you don't even look up at him as you respond, smiling at your phone screen. he stares at you for a brief second before laying down with a slight whine.

“you're leaving me,” his words reach your ears and you turn your head towards him, brows furrowed. “i need to die,”

and the ‘j’ in jake stands for jealousy, it was never a secret. however, you didn't expect him to act like this right now. “jake, it's not that serious,”

“it’s four in the evening and not a single kiss today,” he sits up and says with a dramatic gasp— eyes wide open as if the situation is oh so scandalous. he sighs, putting a hand on his chest, shaking his head. “i'm afraid this is my last day. any last words?”

and you chuckle, putting your phone away before scooting closer to him and cupping his face, pressing his lips against his. “you're so dramatic,”

SUNGHOON

sunghoon was all up for an evening stroll around the campus after classes but definitely didn't appreciate the transfer student from your class ruin this little date.

subtle glares and his fingers intertwined with yours, and yet that guy couldn't catch a hint. sunghoon knows he's hitting on you, perhaps you do too but knowing how nice you are, you can't be rude when all that guy is doing is complimenting you. so, he'll do it for you— sunghoon is going to eat him up.

"i know, right? my girlfriend is the prettiest girl on earth. and guess what? she's smart as hell— i love my girl. oh you want her number? well, she's mine," all in one breath, followed by an awkward silence and sunghoon's prideful smile. "now, me and my girl have somewhere to be so if you'll excuse us,"

he doesn't even give a chance for your classmate to speak, walking away while bringing you along with him. as funny at it is, you know he wasn't taking any of it.

"was all that necessary?" you ask, fingers still laced with his as you two walked down towards an ice cream parlour.

"what's necessary is for us to get married," he says it in the most casual way, getting you your favourite ice cream flavour and handing it too you. "too many guys looking at you. i can't take the risk,"

SUNOO

"i thought you're no longer in touch with him," sunoo says quietly when you bid your goodbyes to your friend, holding your hand as you two walk back to your class together.

"yeah, but we're classmates so it was unavoidable," you respond with a smile, looking up at him. it only takes you a fraction of the second to notice the troubles expression on his face, behind the smile. "what's wrong?"

your boyfriend shakes his head, the smile getting wider but it's only an attempt to throw you off the topic. "nothing,"

"sunoo," you stand in his way, hands on your waist, looking at him with a cheeky grin. it's not often you catch sunoo with such an expression. "are you jealous?"

"i'm not!" he quickly defends himself, eyes going wide and cheeks heating up out of embarrassment. however he sighs, giving up the very next second. "well, maybe a little. he's your ex after all,"

"he was my friend before we started dating," and you couldn't help but chortle at his actions, nodding as you get back to holding his hand, this time a bit more firmly than earlier. "besides, i have you now,"

"right," he couldn't help but smile at your words and pulls you a bit closer to him, speaking with a triumphant grin. "you're too good for him anyway,"

JUNGWON

jungwon has been watching you for fifteen minutes now, laying on the bed, eyes squinted at you. "do you remember you have a boyfriend?"

"of course, i do. why would i forget that?" you furrow your brows at his question, looking up at him briefly before looking back at your boyfriend's pet dog.

"i don't know, seems like you did," he sighs, getting off the bed and sitting next to you on the floor, looking at his pet dog. "i called you over to spend time with you. not to watch you play with maeumi,"

and you laugh, caressing maeumi in your lap while looking at your boyfriend with a teasing grin. "i can't believe you're jealous of your own dog,"

"and what if i am?"

"it's a bit silly," you nod, the smile never leaving your face. "it's cute," his eyes follow your actions as you lean down to plant a soft kiss on maeumi's head and then lifting him up slightly. "but can you really ignore this cutie?"

and that was the end of his patience. jungwon gets up, picking maeumi before putting him away in the living room. "yeah, he's going up for adoption,"

"jungwon!"

RIKI

"he's so ugly," riki comments bitterly as you walk out of your class, eyeing one of the classmates you've been talking to while he was waiting for you in the hallways. "what a creature,"

"creature?" you repeat his words in disbelief, even though it's not really unusual for him to say that. "riki, that's my classmate. he was giving me yesterday's notes,"

"yeah, he's still ugly," he shakes his head, scoffing, grabbing one of your hands while sliding the other in the pocket of his pants.

you simply laugh at his words as you both get downstairs, a few students passing by you two, rushing towards the school exit. "you look stupid when you're jealous,"

"jealous? me?" he scoffs yet again, a prideful grin on his face as he stops in his tracks, looking at you. "you have quite an imagination,"

"what i have is a jealous boyfriend who sucks at lying,"

and who even is he kidding, because both of you know he's the more jealous one between the two of you. about the lying part. . .he's not too sure. "well, at least i look better than him, don't i?"

you nod, tip toeing slightly to kiss his cheeks, still holding his hands in the process. "the best,"

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jaylaxies · 2 years

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ENHYPEN AS YOUR FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS

PAIRING: enhypen hyung line x fem!reader

GENRE: smut

WC: 856 words

WARNING: 18+ content, minors dni

LEE HEESEUNG:

The best friend.

Heeseung and you had always been close, he was your best friend and, of course, you both trusted each other enough to share your house keys. He had a hard time trusting new people, however, he also wanted to try out new things, just like you did. So, one day when he couldn't help but see the proximity between you both as you sat down to watch a rather, mature movie. Ever since that night, you couldn't keep your hands off each other, he had kissed you deeply, every inch of you before he proceeded to fuck you, thrusting into your hole like he had always wanted to. It became a regular thing afterwards, he loved how responsive you were to his touches and how perfectly he remembered your body and all your sweet spots, he also wanted to make it exclusive, harbouring feelings for you, which he shouldn't have done in the first place. That didn't stop him from coming over to your place and bending you over to thrust into your hole, calling you his sweet fuckdoll as he ruined you.

PARK JAY:

The stranger at a party.

He met you at a party, eyes fixated on your figure. He had never met you before, maybe because you were from a different university, but that didn't stop him from approaching you. Introduction turned into a small talk, which then turned into dancing, with you grinding your ass against his clothed hardening cock, until he couldn't take it anymore and dragged you towards the secluded balcony, his lips on your neck as he pounded into you from behind, your moans all over the place which were soon mixed with the loud music downstairs. “Be louder, baby,” he had said, biting your ear as he proceeded to rub your clit, and soon, you made a mess all over his cock as his own cum dripped down your thighs. Ever since then, he couldn't stop thinking about you, regretting not exchanging numbers with you, until he saw you at another party, this time, he fucked you harder and made sure to turn this into a routine, successfully getting your number and turning your relationship into a friends with benefits one.

SIM JAKE:

The pervy guy next door.

Jake had always been a friendly neighbour, he greeted you with the biggest smile and also made sure to check up on you regularly, which you appreciated a lot. It all started when you baked cookies, packing some to give them to Jake. You rang the doorbell and after a minute, he opened the door, hair messy and cheeks flushed, “Hey, y/n, didn't know you were coming today!” he spoke, hiding behind the door. “Yeah! I baked some cookies, so I thought to share some with you,” you spoke up sweetly and he ushered you inside, asking you to sit down, saying how he'll be back in a minute. However, you didn't expect to hear faint moans once you sat down. Being curious, you made your way towards the bathroom, only to see the door behind slightly ajar and Jake moaning your name as he stroked his red and leaking cock. “Why didn't you just ask for help?” you spoke up. Safe to say, Jake took up your offer, not to mention how he wanted to fuck you since he saw you wearing a short skirt once. He rolled his head back once you started stroking his cock, soon he took you to his bedroom and fucked you from behind, slapping your ass alongside, thrusting into you until you both reached your peak. “Again?” he'd ask before slamming his cock inside you. Since then, he was always there when you felt needy and vice versa.

PARK SUNGHOON:

The enemy turned into enemies with benefits.

You considered Sunghoon your enemy, for he was always ready to tease and disrupt your peace despite being in the same friend group, rarely being civil with you. One day, you came back to your place only to find your whole friend group there, however, the day wasn't the best for you and you needed a little time for yourself. Sunghoon didn't get that, following you back to your room, “Leave,” you simply said, “How about, no?” he smirked and you sighed, “I swear, Sunghoon. I'm not in the mood for you pathetic jokes,” you warned, stepping closer. “Yeah? Then what do you want, angel?” he asked, stepping closer as well until he towered over your figure and grabbed your chin, trapping you against the wall, “Having a bad day? Want me to fuck you better?” he'd offer, not expecting you to give up and whimper out a yes, feeling weak and needy. “No strings attached,” you breathed out as he held you up, fucking you against the wall, hand on your mouth to prevent any noises from coming out, his cock hitting your g-spot while your nails scratched his shoulders as you held on to him. “You'll have to return the favour,” he breathes out once you cream his cock. And by returning the favour, he meant to make this a regular thing.

#enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #heeseung smut #jay smut #jake smut #sunghoon smut #enha smut #enhypen reactions

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stuckysbike · 1 year

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Mine

I wrote this whilst drunk. Im still drunk so there’ll probably be mistakes and there all mine.

Notes: fluff, angst, possessive Bucky? happy ending.

Bucky/Reader various.

Your eyebrows furrowed and you scowled narrowing your eyes dramatically as you drew your straw between your lips. The sweet honey whiskey and soda flowed gently over your tongue.

Beside you Peter Parker giggled.

You ignored him. “I fucking hate that bitch.”

“Now now,” Peter Quill, the barman, chastised. You gave him the finger.

“Bugger off Quill,” he returned the sentiment as he walked away, clearing your view.

You sighed in irritation. “What were you wanting to happen?” Wanda asked softly.

“A sinkhole, big enough for her, to swallow her,” you muttered darkly.

“Are there sinkholes in New York?” Pietro asked.

“There are sinkholes wherever the fuck I want sinkholes to be,” you muttered darkly. You took another sip of your drink and waved at Quill for a refill.

There was another loud laugh and her hand brushed down Bucky’s chest.

“I also am suspicious of her,” Zemo leaned close. You elbowed him in the gut and he drew back with an oaf.

“Oh for fuck sake here comes fanboy number three,” you glowered as Sam walked through the door followed by Joaquin. Jay had the decency to roll his eyes and head towards you leaving Sam with Steve and Bucky to fawn over Sharon.

“She’s overrated,” Jay said taking the seat next to you.

“Thank you!” You cried.

“At least you have more friends than her,” Pietro said.

“I am honoured to be part of this friend grou-“

“NO!” You, Peter, Wanda, Pietro and Jay called.

Zemo pouted and you drew your attention away. In another life he’d be cute but he was, well he was Zemo.

Sharon had slid her arm around Bucky’s waist and his arm was on her shoulders when you looked back. Sharon was cooing at how cute Steve and Sam were as a couple. You imagined crushing her windpipe, but you were no special agent. You were just a normal girl with a normal life who happened to fall in love with your fuck buddy neighbour who was none other than Bucky Barnes.

“I could take her out,” Pietro said. “It would be so fast no one would know.”

You considered this but dismissed it. Instead you ordered another drink. And that’s how you found yourself dancing with none other than…Zemo.

God you hated his pretty smug face. “God I hate your pretty smug face.” You said.

Zemo didn’t care, just wiggled his hips. Behind him Sharon was dancing with Sam but she kept glancing back at Bucky.

This morning you woke in his arms, his lips dancing across your shoulders but now you hated him. Your chest hurt and you wanted to sit in a corner and scream like a petulant child. Instead you returned to your seat as the song ended.

Bucky moved over beside you and you studied his profile out of the corner of your eye.

“What?” You asked.

“What are you doing?” He nodded towards Zemo.

You followed his gaze. “He’s…cute.”

Bucky snorted and you turned to look at him. “You could do better.”

“You and Sharon looked cosy earlier,” you said.

“Yeah she’s a good girl,” Bucky murmured looking her way.

You made a face and took a drink. Bucky was looking at you again. “Meh, she’s not all that.”

“You don’t like her?” Bucky asked.

You shrugged a shoulder. “I hate her,” you admitted.

“Why?” Bucky sounded genuinely confused.

She’s got you, say it say she’s got you.

Instead you shrugged. “It’s a vibe I get,” you muttered. “She seems like your type, pretty, fit, skilled. You should date her.”

“She asked me out earlier,” Bucky admitted.

You nodded in understanding. This morning was the last time you would be with him. He’d move on and so would his friends and eventually you’d be a memory.

“Where are you going?” You asked. Your body ached, your heart most of all. You weren’t pretty it sexy enough for him. Bucky wanted a girl like her. You could already imagine them together.

“Said no,” Bucky told you. You turned to look at him. “I didn’t like it when Pietro hugged you earlier. Or when Zemo danced with you.”

“Why not?” You breathed.

Bucky leaned close until you could see the blue of his eyes. “I was jealous.”

“Jealous?” You cocked your head. He smiled again.

“Jealous. I wanted to cut their hands off for daring to touch you,” he growled as he leaned closer. You couldn’t resist resting your hand on his chest. His dog tags were nestled beneath his shirt.

“Touch me?” You repeated.

Bucky’s smirk was wide. “You’re my girl, and I’m about sick of other people not knowing that,” he said.

You made a fist, catching the tags under his black tee and pulling him closer. He tasted of whiskey and musk and Bucky and you sighed into his body. His kiss was hot and his stubble rasped against you but you didn’t care.

Cheers erupted around you and there were a few catcalls.

“About time,” Quill muttered darkly.

“Bucky. I’m drunk. I want to go home and have lazy sloppy sex.” You said kissing his cheek wetly.

“Yeah?” He asked as he looked at you. You nodded, and together you walked out of the bar. Before you left you caught sight of Sharon glowering your way. Bucky’s arm was on your shoulders and you snuggled closer to his body blowing her a kiss as you passed by. You didn’t see her response but you guessed what exactly it was.

Smiling, you leaned into your boyfriend as you walked home.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes angst

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deanstead · 2 years

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Murder Next Door || Part 1

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

Requested: no

Summary: When one of Jay’s neighbours is found dead, both he and Y/N find themselves right smack in the middle of what could turn out to be a very dangerous situation.

Word Count: 2,689

Tags/Warnings: canon-typical mentions of murder, blood, idiots-in-love

A/N: So this is another one of those "Resa's brain is at it again" but it got a little... long HAHA. So I'm splitting it into parts. I'm not sure how many parts there will be yet, so we'll see!

MINI SERIES MASTERLIST || JAY HALSTEAD MASTERLIST

Part 2

You pulled your jacket tighter around you, ducking into the apartment building quickly to get out of the wind. Winters in Chicago were seriously brutal.

As you turned to close the door behind you, the door was stopped with a forceful bang as someone put his hand against the glass to stop it, the sound making you jump.

You exhaled, blinking back at the person.

He had a black cap on, almost covering his eyes, his scarf was pulled up almost to his nose, and his other hand was jammed tight into his pocket.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. Cold night, didn’t wanna have to dig around for my keys.” His voice was smooth and clipped.

You didn’t say anything, just gave a small polite smile before you headed back up. By the time you crossed the threshold into Jay’s apartment, the encounter had already been forgotten, your eyes falling on the pizza boxes on the table.

“Finally. I’m starving.” Jay complained, his head already leaning on the back of his couch as he angled his head to look at you.

You rolled your eyes at him. “Sorry, the meeting took a lot longer than I expected.”

Jay just pulled himself off the couch and headed towards the table.

“I was supposed to pay for dinner.” You told him, glancing up to look straight at him.

Jay rolled his eyes. “Just shut up and eat.” He answered, grabbing a slice of pizza and taking a bite off it.

You’d been crashing at Jay’s apartment for a while, partly because he had a spare room and partly because he’d found out about the problem with your previous apartment and had bullied you into staying.

But you also knew the real reason why you’d been hesitant to move in.

Maybe things would have been much easier if you weren’t in love with your best friend. But it wasn’t like you had much of a choice in the matter. You’d almost called Will instead, since you'd known the brothers forever, but you felt like you’d be encroaching too much on Will’s space considering he only had the one bedroom he slept in.

So you found yourself here, sitting across from Jay, munching on pizza that he hadn’t even let you pay for considering you were freeloading at his house.

“What?”Jay asked, his eyes narrowing at you.

You shrugged. “Thinking of a gift, plotting your murder, you’ll never know Halstead.”

Jay rolled his eyes and you laughed, hiding everything else behind it. Just another normal night with your best friend.

You woke up the next morning with a pounding headache.

Your first instinct was to blame Jay for the extra bottle of beer he’d handed to you the previous night, but when you sat up and swung your legs off the bed, logic found its way to you and you knew two bottles of beer would definitely not give you a hangover.

Trying to ignore the pounding, you got up to go to the kitchen for a glass of water.

The house was quiet, which meant Jay had already left, so you pulled open the drawer, grimacing when you realized you’d forgotten to refill the aspirin.

With a sigh, you closed the drawer again. The pounding had somewhat subsided but not totally. You were glad that at least you didn’t have any meetings today. Today was supposed to be writing day which worked out because you could take things at your own pace.

Throwing on some clothes that were a bit more decent, you headed for the door, locking Jay’s door behind you before you froze.

“Jay?”

Jay was standing about two doors down, next to Kevin, looking into his neighbor's house with that expression you called his detective face. That’s when you saw the yellow crime scene tape right across the doorway and registered that Jay had his police vest on.

“Y/N, I didn’t think you were still…” Jay paused when he turned to look at you. “You okay?”

You shook your head. “Migraine, I think. But we’re out of aspirin. I’m just gonna…” You pointed.

Kevin gave Jay a nod and he stepped towards you. “Bad?” He put his hand on your forehead gently and you were acutely aware that Kevin was watching.

“No fever. Do you want me to make the run?” Jay asked, keeping his voice low.

“Detective Halstead, focus.” You teased gently, trying to hide the fact that your heartbeat had picked up. “What are you doing here? Everything okay?”

Jay glanced behind him. “Yeah, we need to interview everyone on the floor anyway so why don’t you go back in and I’ll be in shortly.”

“Can you interview me?” You asked, an eyebrow raising.

Jay let out a short laugh. “You’re a witness, Y/N. Not a suspect. Get back in there, and lie down. I’ll be right there.”

You rolled your eyes at him for fussing over a migraine but you were also secretly glad you didn’t have to go all the way to the store.

By the time Jay came back into his apartment, you were sprawled on the couch and definitely in need of that aspirin.

You heard Jay bustle into his own kitchen before he pressed the pill in one hand and then handed you the glass of water.

You felt the liquid trickle down your throat, bringing the aspirin tablet with it, before you glanced back up at him.

Jay frowned. “You didn’t have that much to drink last night. Should I be worried?”

You would have rolled your eyes if not for the splitting headache.

“I’m fine.” You said, propping yourself upwards. “So what’s going on?”

Jay’s expression took a heavier look now as he sat himself on his coffee table so he was facing you directly.

“The house two doors down? Did you know her?”

You glanced up at him, your eyebrows bunching together in confusion. “The blonde girl?”

Jay nodded.

You raised an eyebrow now. “She’s your neighbor, Jay.” You paused but when he didn’t say anything you went on. “I met her a few times around... You know, like in the stairwell, or the lift, but we didn’t really talk or anything, I don’t even know her name. What’s going on?”

Jay gave an audible exhale and you knew him well enough to know what followed wasn’t going to be pretty.

“Someone called in a dead body.”

A silence followed his statement.

“No.” The word escaped your lips like a whisper. “And I assume it’s not natural?”

Jay gave you a sad look and shook his head. “Preliminarily? Definitely not.” He paused. “You know I can’t tell you more.”

You nodded, looking down.

“Did you see anything yesterday or recently that was out of the ordinary?” Jay asked, and you could even hear the conflict in his voice. Like he hoped you did so that he could crack the case, but he also hoped you didn’t so you wouldn’t be wrapped up in all this.

“Like I said, I don’t even know her name. Off the top of my head, I don’t think there was anything. I always saw her alone.” You answered. “Sorry.”

Jay shook his head. “You know, if you think of anything…”

You gave him a small teasing smile. “I’ll call, Detective. I already have your number.”

Jay rolled his eyes but glanced back down at you as he stood. “How’s the head?”

You nodded. “Better.”

Jay reached down to ruffle your hair in that annoying way he did even though he knew you hated it. “I’ll be late, obviously. I’ll call Will to check in on you.”

“Do not.” You warned, even though you knew it was useless.

Jay just smiled, waved, and headed out the door.

Abbie Walker, 27.

The words stared back at Jay from where he sat at his desk. Jay hadn’t known her personally, he hadn’t even known her name and the only interaction they had had was probably polite smiles and nods as a form of greeting, but this still felt like it hit a little too close to home. Literally.

It was only as Adam walked into the bullpen that Jay tore his eyes away from the photo they’d put on the board.

“Medical Examiner’s report. They count twelve stab wounds.” Adam said, with a grim look on his face, handing Jay the report.

Jay frowned. “That much overkill?”

Jay’s eyes raked over the report quickly before he handed it back to Voight for him to take a look.

Before Voight could say anything, Kim jogged up the stairs. “Jay, you need to take a look at this.” She said, her voice was slightly urgent as she headed straight for her desk and pushed the USB drive she had into her computer.

“We got the traffic pod that has a view of the front of your building.” Kim said, pulling the slider across the video to the part she wanted to show Jay.

“We cleared almost everyone who came in within three hours before and after Abbie’s estimated time of death. Except two people. One is a guy who delivered flowers, Kevin’s on that. The other person is this guy.”

Jay squinted, leaning forward to take a closer look.

“Wait stop.” Jay said, as there was a ringing in his ears.

Kim nodded, pulling the video backwards again. “This is why I wanted to show you. That’s Y/N, isn’t it? Heading in right before him?”

“Damn it.” Jay muttered, his eyes registering the timestamp on the video as Kim pressed play again and he watched the tape of you heading in, and the guy behind you reaching out to hold the door to make sure it didn’t close before he slipped in.

Hailey shook her head. “Jay, maybe she didn’t…”

Jay let out a sigh. “With our luck?” He glanced at Voight.

Voight nodded. “Kim, Jay, go.”

While the rest spread out to follow on the other evidence they had on hand, Kim nodded, following Jay to his truck as he sped off back towards home, where he knew you would be.

You’d barely settled at the table and opened your laptop when the door opened.

You glanced up with somewhat of an exasperated look on your face, expecting to see the redhead Halstead standing there. Instead, you frowned in confusion.

“Jay? What are you doing…” Your voice trailed off as you noticed Kim right behind him.

“Hey, Y/N.” Kim called.

You smiled back at Kim, giving her a small wave, although your frown deepened when you glanced back at Jay.

“What’s going on?” You asked.

Jay glanced at you as he and Kim sat in chairs facing you. “You were home late last night, did you see anyone?”

You shook your head before you paused.

“What is it?” Jay prompted, noticing the change in your demeanor immediately.

Kim sat up a little straighter and you looked at her before you glanced back at Jay. “There was this guy… Uh… I remember because he gave me a shock.”

Jay’s frown deepened.

You shook your head, reading Jay’s expression immediately. “No, he just stopped me from closing the door. The sound gave me a shock. He said… he said it was too cold and that I was saving him the trouble of digging for his keys.”

Jay glanced at Kim.

“What’s…” Your voice trailed off because you’d already reached the conclusion. “Oh my god… no…”

Kim nodded at Jay. “I’ll call Hailey.”

As Kim excused herself, Jay got up, rounding around the table to squat in front of you. “You couldn’t have known, alright? Did you see his face?”

You shook your head. “No, he had a… a scarf draped over the lower half of his face. It was cold, I didn’t think…”

Jay shook his head more vigorously this time, reaching for your hand and squeezing gently. “Don’t do that.”

You glanced up, belatedly realizing how close Jay really was to you, the air feeling like it was sucked out from the room.

Jay blinked back at you before he lifted his hand from yours quickly. Before the awkward tension could fully permeate the room, Kim walked back in. “Jay, we gotta…”

Jay cleared his throat, pulling backwards as he nodded at Kim.

“You going to be okay?” He asked, with a final look back at you.

You smiled and nodded. “Go save the city.”

You watched Jay and Kim walk out, the front door clicking shut behind them, before you turned back towards your computer.

You were going to work and you were not going to think anymore about what had happened next door, you told yourself even as another ‘what if’ floated through your mind.

Jay didn’t come back that night, even though he’d called to check in on you and offer to have Will come over. You’d rolled your eyes over the phone and promised him that you’d latch the door so well that even if he did come home, he’d have to sleep on the corridor outside.

Even so, you knew Jay was behind it when Will called you all of ten minutes later to offer to bring food over. You relented with a “Fine, you worried I’m going to forget your stupid face?”

So Will had come over with food, which actually saved you a trip and you’d spent the night catching up with him, rolling your eyes as he gently teased you about how you only wanted to hang out with Jay.

But you were grateful that at least Will’s presence had taken your mind off a lot of other things.

By the next day, you were pretty much back to yourself. Jay had always been a little protective of you, even from the time you guys had been in school, and he was probably feeling a bit of heat from the case being a little too close to home. So you told yourself that you’d humor him, and that the Halsteads were just being… the Halsteads.

You’d gone about the day like any normal day but reminded yourself not to stay out too late, just going out for a short meeting with one of your publishers before you came home, or rather Jay’s apartment.

You smiled a little to yourself, realizing how the word ‘home’ resonated in your mind along with Jay, although it came with the bittersweet taste of the feelings you’d kept buried in your heart for so many years.

Your thoughts were interrupted as you heard a knock at the door.

You headed towards the door, wondering if it was Will again, and telling yourself if it was Jay, you were going to remind him that this was his apartment and that he didn’t need to go out of his way to make you comfortable.

But when you opened the door, it was neither Halstead.

The guy standing at Jay’s door was dressed in a CPD jacket, the kind that patrol put on sometimes, along with a police cap that was sitting snugly on his head.

You frowned a little, glancing to the side for sight of a non-existent partner.

“I’m from CPD, we have some follow up questions about the murder down the hall. Do you mind if I come in?”

You felt your eyebrows unconsciously bunch together. Even if Jay couldn’t come himself for any reason, there was no way that he would send anyone other than Intelligence members in his place. And the fact that this officer was alone here was way too suspicious as well.

Your eyes flicked to where the officer’s hand was resting on Jay’s door.

You weren’t sure what would happen if you tried to forcefully close the door right now. If he pushed back, he’d overpower you easily.

You bit the inside of your cheek. As you stood there, trying to calculate all the possibilities in your head to decide what was the next thing you were supposed to do, he took another step forward closer to you, essentially forcing you to step backwards instinctively, his hand pushing the door open just a little wider.

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the bet

lee heeseung, the most popular guy at decelis academy, had mediocre grades, good looks and of course he was the flirtious fuckboy jock.

y/n nishimura, well known in the school,not perfect grades(apart from english) but still good and best friends with maddison, one of heeseung’s ex-girlfriends— the longest relationship he’s had, being almost a whole month.

warning: swearing?? i dont think anything too nsfw will be in this as theyre in the last year of high school but the spin off might

likes, comments and reblogs are much appreciated<3

“whos this?” jake chuckled, walking towards heeseung, who had his arm around yet another girl “hi, i’m jessica” she smirked,

“and apparently has a thing for my best friend” heeseung said. not like he cared anyway, she was just another fling for this weekend,

she rolled her eyes then walked away “another one hee? man you can’t stick to one girl for a month” heeseung raised a brow and smirked “there was that one girl uh… maddison i think?” jake nodded along

“actually hee, you and maddison only lasted for half a month” jay said as he and jake did a boy-ish handshake. “i bet you can’t stay in a real relationship for a full month, no hooking up or texting or anything that would be considered unloyal behind her back..” jake nudge jay, who joined in “yeah, and 20 bucks -“

“for each date, 30 for a kisses,”

“And a full 50 for sleeping with them”

heeseung rolled his eyes, but nodded “alright, i’ll take that action, i can get any girl”

“right, any girl, so we choose who”

“and we choose her,” jay pointed. “yes! i think her name is... y/n” jake smirked smugly, raising his brows . heeseung nodded then looked at the crowd she rolled with. everyone in the group were easy targets, hell he got the queen bee of the group to date him, he snickered

“too easy man, i could do it for 2”

“alright,do it for 2 months”

“double the pay first” jake and jay looked at each other then nodded “alright, double or nothing and you can’t tell her about it, now go on,show us”

————-

“hey, stacy you got the homework from last night?” maddison asked as she fixed her makeup in her mirror “yeah, not number eight thou-“

“holy shit heeseung’s coming this way” she interrupted

“hello ladies” heeseung said, doing his signature smirk “what do you want lee?” yunjin questioned, annoyance laced through her words

“i just came over to ask one of you something” he looked all of them in the eyes, most of them swooned, despite hating him for breaking maddisons heart in half a month.

“y/n” he said, finally his eyes landed on her “wanna go out for dinner? tonight?”

y/n smiled sweetly and again, heeseung smirked

“no thanks, i’m busy tonight sorry” she glanced at her friends and nodded goodbye to heeseung as she walked away.

———

“hey y/f/n y/m/n,” maddison smirked, taking a seat next to her best friend, of course the other girls followed “whats up madds?”

“jessi had the idea to maybe...yanno play with heeseungs heart a little bit.”

“i think someone rejecting him messes with his heart and his ego enough” y/n replied with an eye roll “no,no you have to get with him”

“madds i—“

“i’ll pay you 50 bucks” y/n sighed “i’m not going to date him just to break his heart like that, besides if i were to get with him, i wouldn’t do it for money, maybe i want to date him” maddison smiled “i knew you liked him! mister neighbour boy”

again, y/n rolled her eyes “i liked him a long time ago maddison, that crush for him is gone. Boom.” She talked with her hands, as if making an explosion. “gone, that's why you dated him, remember?” she laughed then nodded, standing up “i gotta get to first period, but if you want the 50, you know where to find me?” she winked leaving the room to go to her own class.

“psst nishimura” a voice called from behind “what do you want sim?” she whispered back,not bothering to turn her body to face him

“you got some nerve, hurting heeseung like that in front of your friends”

jake knew that heeseung, at one point did in fact have a crush on y/n.. to be fair they were 10 at the time and he lowkey shipped them, that's why he chose y/n

this time, she turned to look at him “what the hell are you on about?”

“we encouraged him to finally ask you out and you turned him down saying you were ‘busy’ ” rolling her eyes, she turned back around to continue her work “i don’t know what you think you’re doing but it's not going to work on me, i know him. he's my neighbour and hes, just… beside i actually am busy tonight, i got work”

“right, you’re not going to sit at home and binge watch that 70’s show again?”

“you guys still peek through my window?” She groaned “well you leave the curtains wide open so..”

“creeps” she mumbled, closing her notebook and leaving class.

—————

“hee,” jake called,walking over to his friends “turns out, she actually is busy tonight,apparently she's got a new job” the group of boys- excluding Jay turned towards Jake

“what are you talking about?”

jay chuckled “heeseung took the challenge to stick to one girl for 2 months, 40 bucks for dates,60 for kisses and 100 for sleeping with her”

all the boys smirked “doubt you can do it heeseung, you've got a reputation, who is the girl anyways?”

“y/n nishimura” jungwon’s jaw dropped “hey, are you really sure that's a good idea?. i mean her little brother is really protective.. he’s also on the team and really looks up to you” but it seemed his voice wasn’t heard as the boys began to murmur

“oh shit your hot neighbour?”

“If she's got work..i guess i’ll just pick her up then” Heeseung smirked.

“you don’t know where she works yet”

“our moms are still friends, they’ve probably talked about it”

————

“hello?” y/n answered her phone “hey, so remember your childhood boyfriend?”

she groaned and rolled her eyes “what about heeseung mum?” Her mother chuckled on the other line “well he offered to pick you up after your shift—“

“woah,hey i thought dad was picking me up”

“well heeseung offered and your father and i decided to go on a last minute date”

y/n sighed “alright..whatever, okay, i gotta go. i’ll..call you if he doesn’t show up or something..” groaning, she put her phone away into her locker then placed it on her hat, ready for her shift of handing out popcorn and drink.

when her shift was finally over, she took all her things and stepped out “nishimura” he called, as the windows rolled down “hey lee, i think i’ll just..walk” he scoffed “no way, your parents will kill me if i let you do that, and it's about to rain”

“it's not about to—“ and suddenly, just like heeseung said, it began to rain. “alright but i’m sitting in the back—“

“hey noona!” the window to the back door rolled down,revealing riki and 2 of his other teammates “hey boys” she smiled,sweetly to them

“looks like you’re going to have to ride shotgun” heeseung smiled innocently, then got out to cover y/n with his jacket to refrain getting more wet while leading her to the car. “thanks i guess..” she mumbled before heeseung shut the door for her “hey y/n, guess what i got on the essay!” one of the boys called “you passed it didn’t you” he nodded “so much more than passed y/n! I got a 95 on it! you're so like..magic, i don't even know how it happened”

y/n chuckled “well a magician never tells” riki looked between his friends, y/n and heeseung “hey heeseung hyung,yanno how y/n helps us all in english” the older boy nodded, keeping his eyes on the road “what about it?”

“and remember the fact that you’re failing english? and coach said that if you don’t get your grades up, you don’t get to play in the next game” heeseung stepped on the break “shit! sorry red light i didn’t see..” heeseung turned to look at the boys to make sure they were all okay, then he looked at y/n

“you okay?” she nodded,slightly shaken up, but she was okay. “good… uh what were you saying riki?” he cleared his throat “i was saying, that maybe if you’d ask, y/n could help you out in english, she like a goddess in schoolwork, especially in english ”

y/n’s brows shot up “a goddess? who are you and what did you do to my little brother” The two boys next to him chuckled “not just in english..” sunoo said, causing riki to smack his arm

“well yeah, you’re uh..really good at it..” the other two nodded “you helped the three of us really, we got the highest grades of our respective classes!” Y/n smiled and raised her hand to get high fives from all of them “that’s wonderful!” the one to the left—jungwon spoke up

“so now that you work at the theatre, do you get discounts?” y/n nodded “i can, yeah, why you got a date?” he chuckled lightly “well maybe..” she gasped then turned towards the boys “no way, who is she? Is it that girl you sit next to in your math class?” he just smiled then looked at his friend “y/n, how bout you…. treat the highest score to a movie?” she eyed the three boys then nodded before turning back to the front

“i’m gonna need some proof that, that's really your score” suddenly, three papers were handed to her from behind “ohh sunoo, jungwon you both were really close.. but looks like i’m taking my own brother for a free movie” she turned back around to hand the boys back their papers, to see riki with a giant grin on his face “you alright riki?” he nodded vigorously “cool,just let me know when you’ve got no homework and we’ll see whatever you want. thanks for the ride heeseung” y/n said, before flashing the younger boys a smile and heeseung a wave then getting out of the car.

“so you like the neighbour girl aka my sister huh?” heeseung turned to the boys that were still in his car “yeah well.. so do those two!” he defended himself, heeseung snickered while driving onto his driveway “at least riki gets alone time with her..” sunoo mumbled, earning a smack from said brother and an eye roll from heeseung “okay, that’s enough, come on, two j’s are waiting inside”

once out, the boys ran to the door and were greeted by jake and jay “hey—“

“wait..i finally get to spend some time with my sister… and we aren’t just studying.. ha! thats awesome” It finally had fully registered in riki’s mind that y/n was going to treat him without studying,he was estetic.

jay raised a brow “she tutors them in english and he got the highest grade so she's taking him out for a movie” heeseung replied, taking a seat between the two

“right… maybe you can get her to tutor you too,get a good grade then boom the bet starts” jake whispered, heeseung rolled his eyes “don’t think that’ll work but if all else fails.. which it won’t, i’ll get back to that”

———

“Hey riki, where you off to?” heeseung asked, shutting the door to his house

“y/n’s taking me out to see a movie!” he smiled happily, “oh thats today?” he nodded “she even double checked that i had no homework..”

“y/n?..” riki walked over to see why her car door was wide open and the hood was up “hey Riki...i’m sorry, i don’t think i can drive us, my stupid car..”

lucky for them, heeseung was watching from his front lawn. he smirked to himself, as he saw an opportunity to get to know y/n again, and more importantly, get the bet over with.

“i couldn’t help but see how you two are still here and not at the movies..” heeseung smirked walking over to them, riki frowned “yeah, but it's okay, we can uh..still hang out right? We can just watch some movies on the couch” she nodded “yeah, of course we can..sorry we can’t watch into the spider verse” heeseung perked up “hey, i haven’t seen it yet, maybe the 3 of us could go”

riki kept looking between y/n and heeseung. he figured since y/n was his sister and heeseung was a good hyung to him, he’ll set y/n up with heeseung

“i’m okay with that if you are'' he grinned “sure”

at the movies, riki and y/n convince heeseung to buy them popcorn and snacks, “i call the inner seat, y/n you sit in the middle!” she raised an eyebrow, “uh..riki what are you trying to do?”

he shrugged “nothing, come on, sit down” heeseung nudged her “what you afraid we’ll talk throughout the whole movie like we did when we were kids” she shook her head

“oh please, i have self control now, not like i’d want to talk to you anyway” as she said that, she smiled “you used to say that all the time” heeseung chuckled “yeah well, the first parts true-”

“y/n? heeseung?” a voice interrupted their conversation “hey maddison..” maddison sent y/n a smirk “what are you two doing here?”

“they are definitely not on a date!” riki said from behind a bag of popcorn

“so, you’re on a date then?” both heeseung and y/n glared at riki, who blushed and smiled innocently “right well, come find me when this date that's not a date is over ‘kay? ‘kay'' she then continued her walk up to sit with her younger brother. “so..”

“lets just watch the previews yeah?” y/n glanced behind her and saw maddison mouth “50 bucks” she shook her head and forced herself to look back to the front as the lights began to dim.

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“hey, i can walk or get a ride from maddie from here,-”

“NO!..uh i mean no, c’mon y/n please come home with us, we can wait while you talk to your friend.” riki pleaded, y/n bit her lip (heeseung thought it was adorable) “yeah, we’ll get starbucks before we go home” she giggled

shit she’s really adorable heeseung thought to himself

“how could i pass up free starbucks..or free anything to be fair?. I’ll be right back”

y/n found maddison, who was looking through her purse “so theres this party”

“no party, i have a lot of writing to do”

“fine then, here’s your fi--”

“maddie, i told you, i’m not going to date him for money, plus this wasn’t even a date, it was supposed to be just me and riki as a ‘good job for actually listening to me and you aced your essay’ and brother sister bonding, heeseung only came along because he drove us” maddison raised a brow “so you let him tag along to the movie?” she shrugged “he paid for popcorn and snacks,” glancing back towards the boys, who were both watching her

“i gotta go, heeseung’s my ride” madison smirked “you mean you’re going to ride heeseung”

“fuck off maddie” y/n laughed before walking back to them

“ready?” and they were off “why starbucks? it's night” riki said as they stood in line." you're so right riki, we’ll get you some water, whilst we get…” y/n turned towards heeseung “fraps?”

“fraps.” riki pouted then perked up “i’ll go find a seat. hyung, you convince her to get me at least hot chocolate?” the starbucks they were at was basically empty, but they decided to let him go,

as he left, heeseung smiled, he’s caught on to what riki was doing. “So, how are you gonna convince me to get him at least hot chocolate?” she looked up at Heeseung “well obviously i’m gonna use my mouth” y/n turned his body towards him, bewildered

“what”

“to speak and use words…” he glanced at her with a smirk “get your head out of the gutter sweetheart” she rolled his eyes as they walked up to the counter “hey heeseung” the girl smiled “hey, uh... morgan..” he studied her name tag

“you were supposed to call me like a week ago..” he gulped and glanced over to y/n, who shrugged next to him “right, sorry about that.. an i uh..order?” morgan nodded disappointingly “right, we’ll i’ll have two grande caramel frappes and a tall peppermint hot chocolate” as morgan told them their total, both y/n and Heeseung pulled out their cards “i got it--”

“you paid for the movie”

“yeah because i got a discount, you already paid for our snacks”

“you put snacks in your mouth, drinks goes through the mouth too, i win the argument and i pay”

“you drove us here”

“i don’t see the logic in that darling” heeseung bit his lip, trying to conceal a smile

“look, i don’t care who pays, you just need to pay for them” morgan interrupted “right, sorry,” heeseung stepped up and paid for them “thanks” y/n blushed and morgan rolled her eyes “no offence y/n, but he’s not even gonna stick to you for a full week”

if looks could kill, morgan would be dead, in fact, y/n was thinking of ways to kill her with words. she couldn’t help it. the little girl inside her was fuming, despite knowing heeseung’s reputation and constantly hating him for it ,the urge to fight anyone who ever insulted her childhood best friend was tempting

“y/n, c’mon, our drinks are done” heeseung took her hand leading her away, he knew that look in her eyes. she had the same one whenever someone used to bully him in their younger years, jake said that heeseung had the same look when it comes to y/n, even now when someone said something mildly bad about her. “right, sorry”

“nice! How’d you do it hyung? sunoo hyung and jungwon hyung can’t. our parents aren’t that easy either” riki grinned as heeseung handed him his hot chocolate “i used my mouth”

riki cringed and gagged “gross! keep that kind of talk away from me!.. anyway how’re your classes doing right now? i was serious when i said my sisters the best at english, like an english goddess ”

y/n blushed. she isn’t used to her brother flaunting her talents so much “I’m not the best riki. nor am i a goddess.”

“hey, didn’t you get like a 95% in our english class last year, that's higher than..what is his name? the guy who always aces everything?(HAHAHAH GUYS THIS WAS ACTUALLY ME and the dude is my friend so i bring it up whenever i can to annoy him:) )” the blush on y/ns cheeks grew “uh..yeah, but”

heeseung smiled at her “see goddess” the two boys said at the same time

“hey, speaking of, when we picked you up the other day, uh.. my parents heard i was failing english again and i..i was wondering if you could tutor me too?..” she nodded “sure, anything for an old friend” and former crush “cool, then its a date uh! stud...study date” riki almost spit out his hot chocolate from laughing, but covered it up with a cough when heeseung glared at him

“i know what you meant heeseung.”

“sorry to interrupt, but we’re closing” a woman smiled at the group. “oh! yeah, sorry” the trio stood up, picking up their drinks and leaving. “what ‘ya doing the rest of the night?” heeseung asked letting go of the door after y/n went out “well tomorrow is saturday so probably writing my book all night”

“still writing peter parker fanfiction?” she was quiet for awhile

“yes, but that's not the book i’m talking about” heeseung smiled, that's how they had become close when they were younger, the love of spider-man “okay, well now you’re going to a party with me after we drop off riki”

“but--”

“no buts, maddie usually pulls you out to parties but i haven’t seen you at one in awhile, plus i know you have writer's block” she shook her head “no i don’t”

“alright then, what's happening in the scene you’re writing?”

“my main character is talking with her parents who are vampire hunters, and her soulmate parents who are vampires..”(spoiler for the next series)

“then?” heeseung stopped at a red light then looked at y/n with a raised brow “then they...dammit, how the hell do you know i have writer’s block?” he shrugged then drove “i can still read you i guess, you gotta go to this party with me, promise, right when you think of something,i’ll drive us back home. deal?” she sighed

“you should go to the party y/n, before you start tutoring heeseung, or you’ll be stuck with him for far too long and have no fun at all” riki smiled from the back “screw it, fine, i’ll go...but its not for the reason you said..” y/n chuckled pointing to riki. “alright, out riki-”

“can i at least go change first? i look..not the best for a party”

“you're so right noona. you should change.” riki said, sticking his head between the driver and passenger seats. “geez riki, thanks”

once y/n left the car, riki’s focus went to heeseung

“i don’t care that you are older than me or that you’re the captain. if you hurt her, i’m kicking your ass.. but if you promise not to, you have my full permission to date my sister.”

heeseung was shocked, but he understood. riki has always been protective of his sister, even when he was a toddler. “i can’t even think of hurting her riki.. i promise i won’t hurt her” the younger boy nodded, opening his door to get out. “by the way, i would’ve found my way into that party but i’m deciding to let you two have some alone time.”

y/n decided to change into a simple black and white tee and some black baggy jeans,

“oh you changed too” heeseung was leaning on the hood of his car and smiled when he saw her.

“look at that unplanned matching outfits, perfect couple-- uh..couple of friends” y/n shook her head with a small laugh “yep, couple of friends”

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“heeseung!” jake called as soon as they entered the house “oh! y/n hey, sorry i didn’t know you were coming so..i didn’t bring you a drink too..” she smiled and shook her head “its fine, i’m uh..i’ll go find Mads”

“find me when you wanna go, yeah?” he reminded her before she walked off.

“alright so, you want your payments now or later when you complete it?” heeseung smirked “pay up now jake”

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writinghalstead · 2 years

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Boy trouble

A halstead!sister oneshot

Summary: Y/N smuggles a boy into her and her brothers’ apartment while both Jay and Will are at work. Unfortunately, it doesn’t go as well as she had hoped.

Warnings: Light swearings

Word count: 1683

I am currently working on some requests that were sent in. Feel free to send me a message if you would like me to write something!

Enjoy! :)

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‘Wait here,’ Y/N said as she unlocked the door to her apartment and slipped in. All she had to do was to make sure neither Will or Jay were home. Both of them were supposed to be at work, but on some occasions they got home earlier than expected.

‘I’m home!’ the girl yelled as she took a few steps into the living room. She let out a sigh of relief when she was met with the comforting sound of silence. This meant that her plan could go on. Y/N walked back to the door and was met with a pair of beautiful brown eyes that belonged to no other than Marcel.

Marcel was a boy she met at Spanish class and, well, things escalated quickly between them. It wasn’t like they were in a relationship, nor were they friends. Let’s just say that it was complicated. Not that it bothered Y/N. Marcel was a very handsome boy and she considered herself lucky that she could lay her hands on him.

‘Is it safe?’ the brunette boy asked to which Y/N nodded. ‘Come in quickly. I don’t want my neighbours to see you.’ Marcel nodded and did as he was told.

The thing is: Y/N didn’t want her brothers to find about her and Marcel. She was only sixteen and her brothers would never approve of her being in a sexual relationship. She didn’t want to think of the trouble she would get in if they found out about her and Marcel.

She put these thoughts to the back of her mind very quickly as Marcel pushed her against the wall and crashed his lips onto hers. Her hands automatically found their way to the back of his head to tuck at his hair, to which the brunette boy pushed his body against hers. Y/N’s hands found their way under his shirt, feeling his muscles tense under her touch.

Marcel put his hands on her waist and pulled her even closer to him. ‘Jump,’ he said in between kisses. Y/N did as she was told an jumped on top of him, putting her legs around his waist. The boy carried her towards her bedroom, a trail he was all too familiar with, without breaking the kiss. As soon as he reached her bed he carefully laid her down and hovered over her.

‘You’re so damn beautiful, Y/N’ he said as he eyed her up and down. The girl blushed slightly as she bit her lip, looking into his brown orbs.

‘Come here, you,’ she said as she pulled him closer and started kissing him again. After a couple of minutes, she managed to strip him until he was only wearing his boxershorts and she was only wearing her jeans.

Before they could proceed with the deed, they were alarmed by the sound of the front door being unlocked. Both teenagers shot up from the position they were in and looked at each other in consternation as they heard the front door being shut.

‘Get dressed, quick!’ Y/N hissed at Marcel as she pushed him off of her.

‘Y/N, I’m home!’ the voice of her eldest brother alarmed her. He couldn’t find out about her and Marcel. She didn’t even want to think about the trouble she would be in if he did. Will repeated her name as Y/N and Marcel tried to get dressed as quickly as possible.

The girl panicked as she heard footsteps nearing her door. ‘Shit,’ she mumbled.

‘Y/N? Are you in there?’

‘Yes, wait a second, I’m coming!’ Y/N ushered Marcel towards her closet while he was still fidgeting with his shirt.

‘What are you doing in there? What is that noise?’ Will said in suspicion. Y/N put on her shirt as well and helped Marcel to get into his clothes.

‘Erm, nothing! Hold on!’ she had to hurry. Will couldn’t find out. Not like this. He would kill her. After a couple of seconds, her eldest brother grew impatient and curiosity got the best of him. ‘That’s it, I’m coming in.’

‘No!’ Y/N yelled, but she was too late. Will stopped dead in his tracks as soon as he saw the boy who was being pushed in the closet by no other than his sister. Marcel quickly straightened his shirt and tried to remodel his hair while trying to avoid eye-contact with the man standing in front of him.

‘What is this?!’ Y/N looked at the ground, afraid to look at her disappointed and, most likely furious brother in the eyes. ‘Y/N, look at me.’ Will said again as he took a step closer to her.

The girl started fidgeting with her fingers, a habit Will knew all too well she had when she was nervous. She carefully looked up, still avoiding eye contact. ‘Look at me!’ his voice thundered through the room, making both Y/N and Marcel jump in their places. Will’s sister took a deep breath and finally looked him in the eyes. ‘Who is this?’ her brother said, now a bit calmer.

‘I-I should probably get going..’ Marcel stumbled and tried to walk towards the door of the bedroom, only to be stopped by Will who put a heavy hand on his shoulder. ‘You’re not going anywhere.’

‘Will, please, let him go. I promise you I’ll tell you everything.’ Y/N pleaded, looking at Marcel with guilt in her eyes. Will sighed as he released his grip on the boy. ‘Get out. I don’t ever want to see you here again, understood?’ Y/N felt a shiver run down her spine. She had never seen her brother this angry before. It scared her. If Will reacted like this.. She didn’t even want to know what Jay’s going to do when he finds out.

Marcel nodded his head and quickly left the apartment, knowing that he would never step a foot in there ever again.

‘I’m going to call Jay. You, get your ass down the living room and wait there.’ The girl sighed again as she looked down in shame. ‘Will, I-‘

Will cut her off quickly and grabbed his phone from his pocket. ‘I don’t want to hear it. Go to the living room and wait there.’

His sister did as she was told and quickly made her way over to the living room, thinking about all the ways that her brothers could kill her.

After sitting on the couch in an awkward silence, both siblings were met with the familiar sound of Jay’s footsteps entering the apartment. Oh God, here it comes, Y/N thought as she looked at her angry brother who tossed his keys onto the table and stopped next to the chair that Will was sitting on. Y/N waited for one of them to burst out, but nothing happened. They both just looked at her in silence, anger washing over their faces as they waited for her to say something.

‘Guys, I’m so-‘

‘What the hell were you thinking, Y/N?!’ Jay yelled as he crossed his arms. ‘Sneaking a guy into our house. I never thought you would sink so low.’

‘Jay, I’m sorry,’ Y/N spoke softly, feeling ashamed of her actions.

‘Who is he?’ Will asked in a much calmer voice. ‘His name is Marcel.’ His sister said. ‘He goes to my school.’

Jay sat on the edge of the couch and Y/N swore that he was looking right into her soul. She didn’t dare break eye-contact with him. ‘Is he your boyfriend?’

The girl shook her head, looking down and feeling even more ashamed.

‘So he’s just a fuckbuddy?!’ Y/N felt tears filling up her eyes as she heard Will yell these words at her. It sounded even worse coming from her brothers mouth. ‘I can’t believe you. I thought we raised you well, Y/N!’

‘I’m s-sorry,’ the girl stuttered, tears now running down her cheeks. ‘I don’t know what I was thinking, I knew that it was wrong, but I just.. I didn’t want to end things between us.’

‘What was there to end between the two of you? You two weren’t even a thing!’ Jay crossed his arms over his chest as he sighed heavily. ‘Did he force you to do this?’ His sister shook her head.

‘We’re so disappointed in you, Y/N.’ Will looked down at his sister with disapproval as she took shaky breaths, trying to stop herself from crying. ‘Your phone is mine for the next couple of weeks and I want you to stay with either me or Jay until we can trust you again.’

‘What?’ the girl quickly wiped her tears as she looked at her older brother in disbelief. ‘I am not a child anymore, Will, I can stay home by myself.’

‘Clearly you can’t. Otherwise you wouldn’t have snuck a boy into your room for God knows how many times.’ Her other brother stood up from his seat and put out his hand for her to put her phone in. ‘You will be either at the district or at med when you’re done with school. And no you cannot take your phone to school.’ He quickly added when Y/N opened her mouth to say something.

Tears started running down the girl’s cheeks. She knew she would be in trouble. She would have thought of her getting grounded but not being allowed to stay home alone? That was next level. She handed her phone over to Jay and stood up, ready to go to her bedroom and cry alone.

‘Please learn that your actions have consequences, Y/N.’ Will said as he got up and walked behind her. ‘I know that you have the age to get sexually active but please, don’t do it with some random people you find attractive. You don’t want to know the kind of trouble they’ll get you in.’

His sister nodded as a throbby sob left her mouth. ‘I am so sorry Will. I never wanted to disappoint you.’ Her eldest brother sighed as he opened up his arms for her, in which she happily threw herself into. ‘I love you.’

‘I love you too, Y/N.’

#Halstead #halstead sister #Halstead brothers #jay halstead #will halstead #Detective Halstead #halstead!sister #Chicago PD #chicagopd #chicago med #One Chicago #one chicago imagine #one chicago fanfiction #one chicago oc #one Chicago fic #one chicago masterlist #nick gehlfuss #Jesse Lee Soffer

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emiewritesthings · 2 years

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spiderman ☆ jay halstead

summary: in which y/n has a fear of spiders and jay is always her first call

warnings: language, violence against spiders (rip lol)

“Pick up, pick up, pick up.” Y/n chanted to herself as the phone against her ear rang in search of a connection to the other line. Admittedly, her hands were shaking and each breath felt like a million tiny daggers poking in her lungs, as her eyes stared at the closed bathroom door.

“Y/n?” Jay’s voice finally shot through the ringing in her ears, and a relief filled sigh left her lips. Her want to jump for joy was ignored as she remembered that she was not on the floor right now, and in grave danger of injuring herself if she lost her balance. “What happened to ‘I’m never talking to you again, Jay Halstead’?” The man’s smirk was audible to the woman that couldn’t see his smug face, and as much as she wanted to check him for it, she also wanted his help and therefore needed to appease him with some kindness.

The words he’d reference had been spoken a couple days prior when the younger woman had a few too many and upon walking her home, Jay had refused her the opportunity to get a kebab. Although Y/n’s memory was a little pathy due to being the tester of Molly’s new cocktail menu, she did remember violently crying and declaring her hatred for the man that was keeping her drunk self away from her one true love.

“Ah, well, that was before satan decided to crawl into my fucking house.” She screeched as she thought about the beast she had encountered just moments before she’d ran into the bathroom following the release of a hearty scream. She had half expected her neighbours to come check if she was okay, or even ring the police considering the noise that echoed around her small apartment. But any such action was yet to be taken, as far as Y/n was aware.

“Satan, huh?” Jay looked over at Hailey who was driving silently, only being able to hear Jay’s side of the conversation, much to her dismay. The blonde didn’t fully understand the male detective’s knowing look, not having half the relationship Jay shared with the firefighter, but knew that the ‘satan’ in question wasn’t the red horned pitchfork sporting kind.

“Don’t fuck with me right now, Halstead. I am still recovering from witnessing it scuttle under my sofa.” She breathed out a rugged breath, wiping the back of her hand against her forehead where beads of fear spawned on her skin. Jay had to hold back his laughter, knowing that the woman on the other end of the line would undoubtedly get annoyed and hang up.

“So this Satan in question,” Jay swallowed his smile as he turned on the speaker, allowing Hailey a front row seat to the ever humorous Y/n y/l/n show. “Is it spider?” Snapping her head off the road for a second, Hailey mouthed ‘seriously?’ silently, cracking up so bad that Jay had to mute the call for a moment to stop her struggles to contain said amusement from floating down into Y/n’s ears.

“A spider the size of godzilla!” Y/n bit back, already not liking that Jay wasn’t taking her very real problem unseriously. Just at the mention of the culprit had her underarms sweating and a shiver slicing its way down her spine. The flashback made her try to take a step back, which in her current circumstance had her letting a string of curse words flow off her tongue as she grabbed onto the wall, preventing her fall. Hearing the commotion, Jay unmuted the call.

“Where are you right now?” Jay asked, knowing that from the way her voice sounded she certainly wasn’t lulling on her couch or even lounging on her bed. No, she sounded… echoey?

“Hiding in the bathroom, where else would I be?” She shrugged off the question in a whisper, as if the sound of the voice may lure the creature towards her safe haven and attack her. Which to a rational person was ridiculous, but to Y/n a growing fear. “I’m standing on the edge of the bath, just in case it gets under the door, you know?” Jay didn’t know, but imagining the beautiful young woman balancing up high scouring any slight movement lightened his mood considerably.

“How are you trusted to fight fires if you are scared of a mesley spider?” Jay snorted, knowing the horror stories of the disasters Y/n had quite literally ran into as part of her profession, and yet the thought of being face to face with a harmless eight legged insect kicked in her flight instinct?

“I do not need your sass right now, Jay. I need you to bring your gun.” She insisted with a stern tone, which soon softened upon requesting his services. “You think you could come get it for me?” She pleaded and Jay instantly could imagine her eyes large and doe like, a look that resembled the call of a siren, only at least the latter led a sailor to death, the former on the other hand just tortured him every living moment. Letting out a sigh in thought - though both of them knew ther

“If I show up and it’s just a bit of fluff again-.” Jay started, reminding them both of the time that the woman had called for help in the early hours of the morning, for the man to drive thirty minutes to find it was indeed just a black piece of fluff from her sock. Y/n cringed at the memory and the embarrassment she had felt towards the man that - at the time - she hadn’t known that long.

“You won’t, I promise.” The man knew she was crossing her heart - even if he couldn’t see it. Looking towards Hailey who just nodded, confirming she was fine making a diversion, Jay agreed reluctantly.

“I won’t be there for another twenty minutes.” Y/n let out a squeal of joy at her knight in shining armour, her arms wanting to wrap around his body and squeeze him had he been there and not somewhere else in the city. The sounds were infectious, both detectives sat in the moving black truck unable to stop their lips tipping at the sweet sounds,

“You are the best, thank you, thank you, thank you!” Saying their goodbyes and once again ensuring that he wouldn’t be long, Jay hung up the phone and relaxed into his seat. However, he was forced to take a break when he felt Hailey glancing between him and the road. Frowning, he met her gaze and instantly groaned at the look that rested there.

“Don’t you dare.” Hailey shook her head with a wide grin, as Jay turned to look out the window - internally grateful for the spider in Y/n’s apartment that had given him the perfect excuse to see her.

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“Y/n?” Jay called from the doorway once the key - which Y/n had gifted to him once when he was plant sitting and never asked for back - had unlocked her front door. Jay’s eyes widened at the mess her living room was in, the coffee table flipped and the sofa on its side, signally Y/n’s messy escape.

Shaking his head in amusement, he stepped over a stray pillow, and headed straight towards the closed bathroom door. Approaching, he could hear her humming to herself, clearly having become seriously bored and in desperate need of some form of entertainment.

Bringing his fist up to the white chipping paint that coated the wood, he let his knuckles rasp against it a couple times, observing as the noise stopped and an ominous silence followed.

“Who is it?”

“It’s the spider coming to kill you, thought I’d knock to be polite,” Y/n rolled her eyes immediately, instantly moving to unlock the door and pull it open just a crack for her left eye to peer through.

“Real funny.” She scoffed, though internally she was glowing at her rescuer finally arriving to get her out of the miniature bathroom that definitely was running out of oxygen. Moving closer and leaning down so he was closer to the eye staring at him, Jay just grinned.

“Almost as funny as you locking the door to keep a spider out.” Staring at one another - well sort of - for a moment, Y/n wanted to argue her reasoning and maybe if she had one she would have, but alas she let it go. Grumbling to herself, she dropped the matter and moved on to the more pressing one.

“Did you get it yet? Did you kill it?” She begged, voice wavering to a point that Jay began feeling sorry for her. Sure, the whole Y/n and her eight legged kryptonite had been a running joke for many years - and a very funny one at that - he had become increasingly aware that for her there was no humour in the matter. It was a fear, a phobia, something that made her blood run cold and skin sweat. The feeling of being in danger was one like no other, and Jay would never ever wish that upon anyone especially not a woman like Y/n Y/l/n.

“Not yet,” Her sigh was deep, going to say something but Jay continued. “Thought it would be good for you to help me get rid of it. Exposure therapy or whatever.” The suggestion - to Y/n - was absurd. Instantly she had disappeared from the small space between the doorframe and the door itself as she backed up into the bathroom repeating ‘no, no, no, no’ over and over. Jay recognised the panic in her voice and began to think suggesting the idea was a mistake.

“I can’t, I just-” Y/n shivered. “I can’t.”

“You can,” Jay assured shortly, wanting to compel through his words that he had all the faith in the world in her. Sure, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t like that she always turned to him when one of the bastards was causing havoc around her place. He liked that she saw him as the saviour, as the one person that she could turn to and trust even on a matter such as spider catching. It made his insides glow, a sensation he’d become addicted to, but equally seeing her not almost fall deep into a pit of anxiety at the mere mention of a spider served him much better. “And you will.”

There was silence that followed. Jay didn’t think he could take any more of the guessing, as he pushed the door open further so - for the first time since his arrival - he got a good look at the woman. She was conflicted, that was the first thing he noted. Y/n Y/l/n was all around a confident woman, someone that carried themselves with an aura that made others see them as untouchable. But like anyone else she was still very much human, a being with feelings that for Jay were open to read any time of the day.

Not saying a word, the two exited the bathroom and suddenly the hunt had begun. Y/n grabbed a pillow that Jay had earlier hopped over, and held it protectively in the air, as she glued herself to Jay’s side. Her eyes darted back and forth, back and forth in search of the critter that had to be somewhere in this hell hole.

“Here, spidey spidey.” Jay called with a wide grin, a result of the contact of Y/n’s hand wrapped around his bicep and the humour of the tense environment that had formed. Sending him a quick glare, Y/n’s grip didn’t budge as the two finally approached the last place she had seen their target. Walking around the tipped couch, Jay kicked around a couple pillows and the splayed out throw, but still there was nothing. “Maybe it’s gone.” Jay’s optimism was a rare sight, but it was soon forgotten as Y/n let out a deathly scream.

“Holy fuck!” Releasing Jay, the pillow in her hand smacked down on the floor again and again and again, all whilst a scream of fear vibrated through her mouth. “Not today satan.” Lifting the pillow she clearly wasn’t satisfied by the dead still black dot that was smudged against the pink case of the pillow that she abandoned on the floor the moment she spotted. For soon her foot cast down against it one, two, three times.

With her hair having fallen out of the loose band that had tied it back and into her line of view from the violent act she just commited, the sigh of relief that she released blew the strands around. It took a few more seconds to realise what she had done, before she was suddenly turning towards the frozen in shock man.

Without warning, Y/n jumped into Jay’s arms, a squeal of excitement emitting from her chest as her arms squeezed around him tightly. The man was so confused as to what he had just witnessed that his hands barely moved to support her.

“I did it. Holy fuck, I did it!” Y/n wasn’t sure what made her do it. Maybe it was the adrenaline, maybe it was the possible carbon dioxide poisoning from being trapped in the bathroom or maybe just the surfacing of years of repressed emotion, but her head was soon leaning forward and pressing a kiss firmly against the lips of Jay Halstead.

If he had been distracted before, he certainly wasn’t now. Jay’s attention was vacuumed up by the feeling of the soft lips that currently caressed his own. Her hand was behind his hair, gently strumming the hairs on the back of his neck with her fingers softly, gently, enticingly. Just as he felt he finally became conscious in his body again, Y/n had dislodged herself from the kiss and was staring at Jay in awe of her own actions.

“Oh- shit.” Awe soon turned to panic, as her mind caught up with her body and she thought over what she had just done. Her eyes blew up with uncertainty, desperately searching Jay’s that seemed to be untelling for once in their friendship. “Shit, Jay I’m so-.” But she didn’t get a time to apologise, before Jay was bringing her back and reuniting their lips and their feelings once more. The second time around the kiss was harder, more passionate as if both of them needed to prove to the other that the first was no mistake.

Pulling back, their foreheads were softly pressed upon the other’s, identical smiles on both their faces.

“Thank god.” Both of their smiles flipped, as the new voice was thrown into the touching moment breaking the thick adoring tension that surrounded them in their own little bubble. Not letting go of the woman that was pressed against his body, Jay turned both of them to look to the now open front door where the male detective’s blond partner now stood. “Could you two not have done this 30 spiders ago?” Shaking her head in amusement, Hailey let herself in and looked around with horror. “The spider really was godzilla, huh?”

#Jay #jay halstead #jayhalstead #jay halstead imagine #jay halstead fanfiction #Halstead #CPD #chicago #chicago police #Chicago Fire #hailey #haileyupton #hailey upton #oneshot #One Chicago #chicago one #onechicago

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protecttherealmcrystal · 2 years

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Ninjago headcannons that i thoroughly believe in :)

- When Lloyd got hit with tomorrow's tea, despite constantly saying it was fine that he would miss his childhood, he spent the whole night crying to Kai about it. He wasn't ready to grow up and fight his father just yet, and no one will ever know about it but Kai, because he didn't want to ruin the idea that he was supposed to be the 'greatest ninja's. Besides, Darklys taught him to never show emotions unless driven with evil intent. Even crying to Kai was a big step in his direction.

- Zane gets constant memories of when he was the Ice Emporer, but not in full detail. He only ever sees these memories when he closes his eyes, which leads him to stay awake just a little longer than the others, and wake up a little before. Although no one seems to remember that part very well, they've all seemed to notice Zane's change in behaviour, and will sometimes stay up with him and wait for him to fall asleep first.

- Kai sometimes blames himself for the way Nyas and his life has turned out. Sometimes he wishes he could start over, convince his parents to stay (this is before he knew what had happened to them) and raise Nya in a better village and not in some Blacksmith Shop. Don't get it wrong, he loves that shop, but it reminds him too much of the past, and sometimes it takes a toll on him. He grew up faster than he had to, and sometimes he would do childish things in his early teens/mid teens to try and keep Nya entertained and would get odd looks from the neighbours and others in the village. He stopped playing with her in public after that.

- Ever since Jay wished for a better life and fining out her adopted, his relationship with his parents has been very rocky. He trys to distance himself from them despite his love for them, because he doesn't know what to believe anymore. His love for Fritz Donnagan had been destroyed, and he can't stand to hear that name anymore. Whenever Lloyd mentions his name, Jay will force himself to zone out or excuse himself from the conversation. No one asks why.

- Cole secretly loves to sing, but only to himself. Being forced to dance and sing at a young age by his father who had a reputation for being the best wasn't the way Cole wished to have grown up. He was an outdoors kid mostly, despite Lou calling it filthy and brining him inside at every chsnce he gets. But after getting his full potential and fixing his relationship with his father, he's come to love the idea of singing every now and then. I think this was more of a boredom cure during the time he was a ghost and lost the motivation to do anything team related.

- Once Kai and Nya reunited with their parents, things felt wrong. They couldn't love them they way they wished, and Ray and Maya knew it wasn't going to be easy for their kids to feel okay with them again. Kai eventually came around to the idea of having the parental love he had long desired and missed, but considering Nya was too young to ever really know her parents, she took much longer to finally even accept the idea of it. It was only when she knew it was her time to go that Nya really let Ray and Maya in. Ever since Nya had come back from being a water spirit, she never wanted to let her parents go.

#ninjago #headcanon #lego ninjago

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ofpantheons · 7 months

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cerberus corp has been watching jaime flores. some of the public has dubbed them glitch because of technopathy gifted by ELECTROCUTION. having been an extra ordinary since 2009.they consider themself a civilian.

001. GENERAL

name Jaime Vega Flores nicknames Jay, Vega, Glitch (anyone who hires her get introduced to her as Glitch), Acid Burn (calling card she leaves sometimes when hacking) age 35 date of birth May 2nd 1988 zodiac Taurus place of birth Astoria, Queens current residence Soho, NYC gender Cis Woman pronouns She/They sexuality Pansexual occupation Hacker, Software Engineer,

faceclaim Lindsey Morgan height 5 ft 6 tattoos A full Legend of Zelda sleeve and a bunch of other small patchwork tattoos on her legs. Mostly really stupid ones that are memes. piercings lobes, daith and helix on on ear. lobes, tragus and industrial on the other distinguishing features slit through her eyebrow and a charming smile positive traits Intelligent, mellow, playful, generous negative traits Immature, paranoid, arrogant, lazy labels / tropes Playful Hacker, Techno Wizard, Cop/Criminal Family likes video games, pizza, tattoos, watching soccer and hockey, weed, comics, dislikes The government, nature, hiking, luddites, camping, people who say sorry too much, 'The Man', fears losing their family, being stuck somewhere with no technology hobbies gaming, climbing (indoor walls only), hacking, getting high, making mods for games she plays, habits rubbing her temples when she's stressed, overuse of fidget toys, forgetting to eat

002. EXTRA ORDINARY

near death experience… For being a smart person, Jaime is also kind of a dumbass and is more than a little dependent on weed. Even before she had her powers, Jaime was a gifted hacker and comp sci student on a full ride scholarship at MIT, who spent her time modding technology. While she was on winter break in the year 2009, she went to visit one of her cousins and they both hotboxed a room in his basement while they gamed. The power went out for the whole block, but her family had a back up generator. Only problem was, it wasn't working. While completely under the influence, she attemped to get it running again, which went as well as you can imagine. She was electrocuted and thrown several feet away from the generator. Her heart stopped and her cousin attempted to perform some of the shittiest CPR anyone has ever seen. Thankfully, one of her neighbours was a nurse and came out when they heard the noise and helped resuscitate her.

power… Technopathy - the power to interact, communicate and manipulate technology with the power of the mind. If things are in view Jaime can easily hack into any piece of technology that has any kind of motherboard or chip . If it has a wifi connection, she is able to communicate with it from just about anywhere.

drawbacks / vulnerabilities… Jaime's powers are also completely dependent on there being technology around or that technology having a power source. They can turn on devices that are currently off, but if that device has a dead battery or are disconnected from a power source, she's unable to control it. Also the term technology is widely used but Jaime can't just hack into anything that uses electricity for instance. e.g. a really old car, she could probably hack the radio and that's it but with a newer car she can do just about anything with it.

(if applicable) cerberus corp… if they could find her, Jaime is sure they would have tried to recruit her by now, but she's scrubbed all trace of her real self off the internet and their records. Or at least that's what she thinks, they probably have paper records and she's too arrogant to have considered that. They know she exists cause sometimes she likes to fuck around with their missions just for fun, and she always leaves them a calling card, but it's completely separate from her real life identity.

codename… Glitch came about as a joke on her cousins when Jaime first started hacking. She'd mess around with their PC's and they'd start yelling about things 'glitching' and after awhile it was their codeword for her less than legal online activities. When she started to accept work for hire she gave out the name Glitch instead of her government name, as a way to separate her identities.

003. HEADCANONS

Jaime comes from a big family and has a lot of uncles who are in law enforcement. Her dad was also a Police Detective but he was killed in the line of duty.

Carries one of her dads rings on a chain around her neck

Jaime is actually pronounced hi-may, but so many people say it jay-me and she's too lazy to correct them.

Is the most chaotic neutral you will ever meet.

Regularly Jaime will play on mic and if she gets shit from people because she's a woman, she will mute them with her powers or fuck with that persons equipment if she's feeling especially vindictive. Call it Karma.

When I say she's lazy, it's mostly that she isn't particularly that motivated when it comes to her career and also she could be doing so much more with her powers and she just doesn't because she can't be bothered

Got into a lot of trouble as a teen and has a sealed juvie record

Shares a bank account with her mother where her regular paycheque gets deposited. This way if she ever gets in trouble, the money that goes to her family is clean and they won't have any issues

Is a giant child and has nerd shit all over her apartment

Has made a lot of random donations to charity, Robin Hood style

004. POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS

Somebody she met online (where she met them is up to you) who she's never met in person but she tells them everything and confides in them, and they do the same with her. taken by Omar @ofrepeat

Cousins - her family is huge but she's an only child so her siblings were basically her cousins.

Clients - She does a lot of work for hire to sustain her wild lifestyle. They can be good people, they can be bad people trying to fuck with Cerberus...as long as their plan doesn't fuck with her life, involve too much effort on her end or threaten humanity in general, Jaime is game.

Somebody she met on a dating app and they exchanged numbers and texted with a bunch. They still haven't met up irl and they keep messaging each other so they're basically friends now. taken by keegan @losemorals

Flings/Friends with benefits/Exes - she's definitely a little bit of a flirt and I'm open to anyone wanting a physical history with her

Neighbours - Jaime is probably a terrible person to live next to though so you must hate your character.

Stoner friends

Gamer friends

Friends in general - she's a mess but she's pretty friendly!

Her Dealer taken by Zann @losemorals

#intro: jaime #cc.intro #one step beyond your door might as well have been a free fall

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rmkenvs3000w23 · 1 year

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Unit 2: My Ideal Role as an Environmental Interpreter

It’s taken me longer than I thought it would to write this post. I think this could be because I consider myself to be much more of a generalist than a specialist. I like to say that I can talk a little bit about a lot, which makes imagining my ideal role as an environmental interpreter difficult. When thinking about the things that are important to consider for the role of an environmental interpreter - setting, intended audience, learning and teaching strategies, the story I want to tell - I immediately think about those interpreters and communicators who have most influenced me.

I’ve already mentioned Steve Irwin, David Attenborough, the Kratt Brothers, but I would add to that list people like Bill Nye, the Mythbusters, Jane Goodall, Carl Sagan, Jay Ingram, Ziya Tong, Dan Riskin, Richard Feynman, Hank Green, people who wear their enthusiasm for the world around us on their sleeves, and who share that enthusiasm with all of us. Not all of them are strictly speaking ‘naturalists’, or what you would think of first when asked to describe an environmental interpreter, but in unabashedly showing us that enthusiasm, they have all engaged and inspired millions of people, including me.

By showing us the farthest reaches of our world, zooming in on tiny micro-organisms, giving us sweeping shots of vast savannah plains, dense rain forests, and frigid tundras most humans will never see, inviting us to look up as they peel back the curtain that lines the night sky and give us with a peak at the cosmos, and by taking the time to explain all of the invisible forces at play so that we can have a more complete understanding of how all of it works, they are all natural interpreters. My proclivity for drawing from many different fields can be a great asset to my role as an environmental interpreter, but the idea of trying to transfer all of that understanding to the intended audience is slightly daunting, and I will have to be conscious of getting across a good mix of vital information and interesting, but maybe less related facts.

I also think of people like my Uncle Tom. Tom Browne is my Mom’s older brother, who has been a constant role model for me since I was little. Because I don’t think he’ll ever read this, I will describe him like this: I think deep down inside, a part would have loved to have been born two hundred years ago so he could have lived on the plains, able to take all the time would ever need to appreciate the natural world for what it is. He is one of the kindest and most giving people I have known, and he is also one of the biggest reasons for my love of the natural world. Over the years, he has rescued or helped to rescue dozens of animals that he happens upon. Turtles from the side of the road, racoons and opossums in neighbour’s backyards or chimneys, birds caught in fishing line, he goes out of his way to help whenever he can.

He also tries his best to learn as much as he can. Many times as he has been telling me a story of finding a gull with a lure tangled around its legs, or a turtle that’s been hit by a car, he’s suddenly gone off on an excited tangent about what he had learned in researching whatever it is that he was dealing with. This constant desire to learn and share that new knowledge is another aspect of being an environmental interpreter that is extremely important, and one I want to make sure I do effectively.

The role of environmental interpreter is linked very closely to the role of teacher. As my plan after my undergrad is to pursue teacher’s college and then eventually become a teacher, I can’t help but picture myself taking a group of student’s on an interpretive walk, sharing my love for the world around me and helping students appreciate the greatest and most important resource we have, our planet. In order to be an effective environmental interpreter or a teacher, an understanding of the diverse theories surrounding learning and teaching styles is vital. Beck et al. (2018) describes a variety of these in some detail, and I would be interested to try different interpretative activities in order to determine which strategies I am most comfortable with, and which ones I may need to put more effort into using effectively.

Works Cited:

Beck, L., Cable, T. T., & Knudson, D. M. (2018). Interpreting cultural and natural heritage: For A Better World. Sagamore Venture.

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whats-wild-to-you · 8 months

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song is private night by khan ft jay!

he starts his part with ‘oh baby i want you to be my private dancer’ 🫠

once again there might be some mistrans bc kr is not my 1st nor 2nd language so i tried my best 👇🏻

don’t worry i have manners

give me a shoulder massage after i come back from work

i still have strength i don’t need eel, i have stamina (yes this is a sexual innuendo search eel and stamina if u don’t get it lol i’m not gonna comment further 😋)

all day i think of you baby all day

consider it precious, i won’t throw it away

when the sun sets and the moon rises, the atmosphere becomes softer

so when that time comes let’s do our thang

we become one, literal flowin looking so drinkable

even now i can’t keep my cool, i’m crazy for you (!?!?!!!! 😭😭😭😭)

even if we’re noisy ignore the neighbours, only we can know

i like me when i’m next to you (see how it’s simp to sexy and back to simp?)

together so much that we can do

your body is like art

drunk without alcohol, you so rude

JESUS CHRIST 🥵🥵🥵🥵🫣🫣🫣

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riversebb · 1 year

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sat and watched a little bird in the seed dish for a while just now. it sat in the dish and kicked around for a bit. was so fluffy. then it hopped out and just sat on one spot on the deck looking around for like 10 minutes. then a squirrel came along and the little bird ran away. it didn't fly. it ran in to the hole in the fence that goes under the neighbours deck. squirrel had it's fill. a small and vividly coloured cardinal considered checking the dish out but decided against it. then a bluejay came along. blue jays are surprisingly large up close. he braved the seed dish, after hollering about it for a while, took a few gulps and then flew off. morning everybody.

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viratagarwal · 1 year

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7 Best Mumbai Residential Areas to Invest

Moving to Mumbai and finding a better living place is always the more significant task. Here is a list of 7 top residential areas in Mumbai.

When it comes to owning a home, there is no right or wrong in the decision, as if it's the dream of most of the city's inhabitants. Mumbai, known as Bombay, is home to many migrants, and it increases the number of residential projects. Mumbai, the dream city, completes everyone's dreams, so it started expanding to its nearest neighbourhood regions.

Mumbai has vast neighbourhoods with different characters or specialities. The property prices depend on the proximity of the transport, community, infrastructural development, schools, college, and other basic amenities.

But still, finding the best Mumbai residential area is the task for many newcomers or bachelors. Over the years, the suburbs are changing into the most desirable places to settle down.

Top 7 Best Mumbai's Residential Area

1: Churchgate

Churchgate is one of the most renowned places in south Mumbai, mostly Churchgate is famous for its railway station. Also, Churchgate attracts many tourists due to its old and heritage buildings.

It is one of the most crowded hubs in Mumbai, and all the central business headquarters or bank organisations are settled here.

The nearby area is very well developed and has all the basic amenities and highly qualified educational institutes like Xavier, JBIMS, KC, etc. Apart from that, you can find multi-cuisine restaurants.

It's the perfect place to settle down as a nearby railway station makes easy transport.

2: Colaba

Colaba is the heart of Mumbai and the most prominent area of South Mumbai—also the perfect place to live or settle down for sea lovers. Colaba offers you the best sea view. The optimistic architecture makes Colaba more unique, and how can we forget about the famous Taj Mahal Palace Hotel? The renowned shopping lane, Colaba causeway, is right there; you can find clothes, jewellery, bags, and many other things from a cheaper range.

The Iranian cafes are trendy and serve you lip-smacking food. Besides that, the famous business hub, the world trade centre, and prominent colleges like Elphinston, Homi Bhabha university, and Jai Hind college are located here.

3: Malabar Hills

Malabar hill is the gem of South Mumbai and one of the most exclusive and poshest areas. It is where you can find business tycoons or film stars as your neighbours. Malabar hills are the upward area of Chowpatty and provide you with a stunning view of the marine drive.

The new residential projects in south Mumbai can also be considered when looking for investment or for living.

Malabar hills offer you comfort and calmness in a fast-paced city like Mumbai. Also, you can find tourist places like hanging gardens, banana tanks and Jain mandirs, and most importantly, you can see cherry blossom pathways to welcome you into the springs.

Also, you can find the most famous colleges like Everest College, Wilson College, bhavans college and Cambridge college nearby.

4: Dadar

Dadar is one of the most crowded areas, making it more special. Also, if you know that Dadar is the first planned town in Mumbai. Dadar's old heritage buildings and new infrastructures give you a modern yet classic feel.

It has a vast wholesale market where you can find anything, and Dadar's flower market is a treat to watch in the morning. Also, you can connect with central and western suburbs through local trains as the Dadar is the central railway station.

You can get all the amenities nearby, like schools, colleges, hospitals and corporate offices. By living here, you can experience the old Mumbai touch.

5: Worli

Worli is one of the plus localities, and you can get the most expensive real estate rates here. But it offers the best residential area to live in. Also, you can find the home of famous cricketers, actors, and business people as your neighbours. Worli offers you the best sea-view apartments.

Worli is centrally located in the town, which connects you with significant suburbs like Bandra, Juhu, and Andheri through the Rajiv Gandhi sea link. Also, you can easily connect with the commercial hubs of lower Parel.

6: Bandra

Bandra is among the most happening suburbs, as the Bandstand and Pali hill is home to many rich celebrities. Also, it has tourist attractions like mount mary church, Bandra Fort, and shopping streets. Buildings around the bandstand give a spectacular view of the Arabian sea, you can enjoy sea cool breeze weather, and most importantly, it has less noise and air pollution.

Modern infrastructures, classy bungalows, multi-cuisine restaurants, and famous street food stalls make Bandra more special.

Also, there are some renowned colleges in Bandra, like Rizvi, Advani college etc.

7: Vile-Parle

Vile parle is among the busiest residential areas. Vile parle got famous for Chatrapati Shivaji Maharaj Airport and the new museum of contemporary Indian art. Vile parle also can connect you with the major parts of the cities.

Apart from that, vile parle has well-known colleges like NMIMS, Mithibai, and they. Also, you can find some best hotels due to the airport's proximity.

Conclusion

To find the perfect residential area, you must consider several factors like local transport, schools, college, hospitals, etc. If you want to invest in some of the best residential projects and expect high appreciation value in return, you must invest in new residential projects

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jaylaxies · 2 years

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ᥫ᭡ TO ALL THE BOYS I'VE FUCKED BEFORE | ENHA HYUNG LINE SERIES MASTERPOST !

SYNOPSIS : you had fucked a total of four guys in your whole life, which was a lot considering you turned legal not too long ago. sex was something you craved and it always came in varieties. from the guy who took your virginity to the guy who made you experience spontaneous hot tub sex, all four of them showed you how versatile it could be. it was a one-time thing with all of them, so what made a difference now? letters. you wrote one for each guy you've fucked and your lovely sister found it highly amusing—to the point she sent them all out, leaving it up to you to figure out what you wanted to do with the four guys standing in front of your apartment.

WARNING : 18+ content, minors dni.

LEE HEESEUNG

TO THE BOY : who took my v card

PAIRING : heeseung x fem!reader

OVERVIEW : you had first attended the summer camp at the age of thirteen, and since then, heeseung had been your companion and partner in crime, supporting you in each of your rendezvous at the camp each year. now, at the age of eighteen, you are attending it for the last time, and he promises to make these three weeks an unforgettable experience for you—even if it includes breaking a few rules.

WC : 12.5k words

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PARK SUNGHOON

TO THE BOY : who took me to prom

PAIRING : sunghoon x fem!reader

OVERVIEW : prom, the last event of senior high school, was right around the corner, but the only person who you wanted to go with rejected you for his own reasons, leaving you upset and unwilling to attend. but your best friend, mina, was hellbent on making you attend it and being a sweetheart, she ends up persuading her brother, sunghoon, to be your date for the night.

WC : 19.6k words

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PARK JAY

TO THE BOY : who was my rival

PAIRING : jay x fem!reader

OVERVIEW : you weren't sure if luck was on your side when you repeatedly found yourself accompanied by Jay—a smart as well as humble guy, during the entirety of your university field trip. you witnessed new sides of him, but what you didn't expect was to see him shirtless in the hot tub, looking effortlessly beautiful under the moonlight.

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JAKE SIM

TO THE BOY : who threw a party

PAIRING : jake x fem!reader

OVERVIEW : visiting your childhood home for the mid semester break was like a breath of fresh air, especially when your neighbour welcomed you back with a hearty smile, and also took you out to visit all the places you used to as a child. spending time with jake successfully rekindled your feelings for him, even more so when he slyly pinned you against the wall and kissed you at the party.

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#fic : to all the boys i've fucked before #enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #kpop smut #heeseung smut #jay smut #jake smut #sunghoon smut #enhypen imagines #enhypen heeseung #enhypen jay #enhypen jake #enhypen sunghoon #fanfic #smut #romance #enha smut

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Ambo 61

*Gif not mine, credits to the owner*

• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

• Requested: “I’ve missed being like this with you”

• Warnings: mention of fire/fatality/needles

• Summary: You’re instructed to contact Jay to assist with a fire you’ve been called to and he’s there to support you after dealing with your first faitality.

• Words: 3978

• A/N : Thanks so much for this request! I’m not over struck with it and it’s quite short but wanted to get it posted - hope you enjoy xx

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Tonight was your third night shift in a row at the firehouse, starting to take its toll as you slumped around looking for any excuse to take the weight off your feet just for a few moments.

You were grateful Severide had got you the job as paramedic alongside Brett but you were now feeling like you’d been hit by a truck with all of these night shifts.

The firehouse was a close unit, everyone had each other’s back and looked out for one another. This always helped with your down days but everyone hits their breaking points and sometimes the adrenaline rush was the only thing keeping you going.

What made it worse was seeing everyone else seeming to be having the time of their lives, throwing a ball around by the trucks but you slouched in Severide’s chair with your feet kicked up on the table in front of you.

Eyes just about coming to a close as you hear that dreaded alarm which sends everyone running ‘Truck 51. Squad 3. Ambo 61 fire reported on the corner of 8th street” no matter how drained you were it was always able to put that spring in your step and you were in the ambo and out the door in seconds.

You could hear the sirens following closely behind you, scanning your wing mirror to see the parade of flashing lights that tailed down the street and towards the fire.

“You good?” Sylvie asks, snapping you out of your thoughts “night shifts taking their toll, nothing unusual” you joked but she still mirrored the look of concern on her face with her furrowed brows and occasional glare at you as she drove.

“Really I’m fine. Just looking forward to being in my own bed” you gazed out in front of you as you continued on towards the scene “Not long girl, only a few hours to go” she gives you her doting smile as she slams her foot down on the peddle to speed through an intersection

“everything alright with you and Jay?” She asks and you shrug “only see him for a few hours these days and even then it’s mostly when he’s asleep and I’m sat on the sofa wide awake” you admit, letting the words fall out of your mouth before you can even think about it.

“He’s so proud of you though” her cheery voice changes the tone of conversation “I always hear him brag about you in Molly’s, you’ve got yourself a good’un there Y/N” you feel the heat rise to your cheeks and smile creep on your face “i just miss him” you huff and reach for the energy drink that was by your side.

“I thought Jay told you to not drink those anymore” she utters as the truck comes to a stop, making her way to your side after grabbing the medic bag from the back.

“He’s not here right now” you remind her “What he doesn’t know, won’t hurt him” you add, causing her to cock her eyebrow at you and chuckle “You’re brave”.

You put Sylvies comment to the back of your mind as you head over to the scene in front of you, Casey already with his team positioning the engine by the fire hydrant across the street whist Severide and the squad were storming over to the building that was currently ablaze.

You had barely stepped over the threshold as a girl no older than 5 came sprinting towards you, wrapping herself round your legs as she clung to you with all of her might. Whilst your mind was now on the young girl, a woman who was presumably the mother quickly followed in running out of the building and towards you.

She gripped at your shoulder as Sylvie eased her off of you, stood in shock as you barely had a chance to familiarise and asses the situation before being presented with two victims.

After several rounds of tests, being confident that neither of the victims required rushing to med for urgent treatment you helped them wrap up and had the oxygen masks placed round their necks just in case they felt the need.

Whilst securing the young girls blanket you thought back to you sat in the chair an hour ago, nearly asleep and wishing to not hear that alarm but here you were.

Back with your head on the job and dedicating yourself to the people who needed you, proving to yourself that you were good enough and deserved your spot with the great team you had surrounding you.

You looked up to see the fire dwindling out and Casey rounding up his team, Severide was retracting the ladders back onto the truck as the rest of the squad shuffled out of the fragile building that barely stood in front of you.

You were awaiting the go ahead from the Chief that you could leave, taking a swig from your energy drink and placing it back into the front of the ambo where you were earlier sat. Making your way round to the back of the truck to sit with the mother and daughter, still understandably shaken but doing well considering how bad things could have been.

“How long have you lived here?” You questioned, making small talk to pass the time and attempt to keep their minds preoccupied “Nearly 4 years, we moved in when I was pregnant and haven’t looked back since” the mother opens up, the young girl under her arm beside her.

You shifted your focus onto the girl, sat staring at the ground with her head hung low to lean on her elbows “How you doing sweetie?” You asked but didn’t get a response. The mother looked down on her daughter, you moved yourself so you could be in front of her and reach her eye level.

“You tell the lady if something hurts or you don’t feel well Claudia?” Still no response, you gently reach your hand to place on her shoulder but she flinches “It’s okay, I’m not gonna hurt you” you whisper, leaning towards her for empathy “Will my daddy be okay?” Her voice cracks and you look to the mother who looks just as puzzled as you.

“Daddy’s at work, honey?” She asks with the same panic and confusion laced in her tone “I saw him come through the back door just before the fire started” she confesses “He was with another man who told him he was in trouble” she continues and you scan around to see if they pulled anyone else out of the fire but you had no such luck.

“And you’re sure your daddy was in the house before the fire?” You yet again ask to try and get the facts before you go off and panic to one of the others “I’m positive!” She raises her voice but you try to keep her calm.

“is he going to be okay?” She probes towards her Mother but you excuse yourself to go and talk to Severide who stood on the other side of the truck with Casey.

“You guys pull anyone else out of there?” You question but can tell by the looks on their faces and the happiness in their banter they thought it was a successful save with two victims being relatively unharmed, their faces fall as they realise what you’re asking

“Just the two” Severide answers before Casey nods in agreement “Only the mother and daughter, rest of the place was clear” he adds, sounding confident in his answer. “You mind going inside to do one more double check? She seems certain her dad was inside when the place went up but the mother doesn’t seem to have a clue” you quietly recount to the two lieutenants who waste no time in rounding up a few of their team and heading back inside.

You decide to wait by the rig to avoid more questions from the victims as you really had no answers and didn’t feel right speaking to them before you knew more.

Minutes go by and your eyes are pinned to the door that the men walked through just moments before, nervously biting on your fingernails and feeling your heart pounding in your chest. Silently hoping it was from the energy drink and not the nauseous feeling you had in the pit of your stomach that you knew something wasn’t going right.

Casey appears at the door and nods his head for you to go over, you follow his command and find yourself bounding over “you might wanna call your boy toy” he murmurs, aware of the close proximity of the mother and daughter that sat close by “Jay?” You question to which he nods “We got a body.”

You do as you’re told and call Jay who you can hear immediately gathers up the available Intelligence members and leaves the district. You head back to the ambo, trying to hurry yourself but also attempting to not raise suspicion as you’re being intently watched by both the mother and daughter who sat before you “what’s going on?”

The mother stands and makes her way over to you and the front of the truck “I’m just gonna need you to stay with your daughter ma’am” you try and be as aversive as possible whilst already knowing that wasn’t going to be enough for the distressed lady “Was my husband in there?” She asks, dread and fear laced through her voice as she stands with her arms crossed over her chest trying to hold herself together.

Before you have a chance to speak, you’re interrupted by the sound of sirens coming from down the street, you turn to see several trucks speeding down towards you. Jay and Voight in the first vehicle that screeches to a stop, closely followed by Adam, Hailey and Kevin who are soon to follow suit and begin to push back nosey neighbours.

“What’s going on?” Jay heads over to you with Voight hot on his heels “Hailey” you call out to catch her attention and of course she is quick to leave the bystanders to Kevin and Adam as she joins you with Voight and Jay.

“Can you just stay with the mother? Sylvie is keeping an eye on the daughter but I need you to keep her calm” you plead and she nods and turns to introduce herself to the mother “Why don’t we take a seat?” She suggests as she geustures towards the back of the ambo where Claudia is sat.

Surprisingly she obliges and follows her guide, stopping to do the occasional double take but soon being out of sight and back with her daughter.

“You gonna tell us what’s going on?” Voight wastes not time to question as you take them over to Casey who is still in the doorway waiting for them “she said she saw her dad in the house before the fire but the mother had no idea as she thought he was at work.

They went back into investigate and” you’re cut off by a body bag passing you, the vile smell hitting you as it goes by. You quickly turn your head to try and avoid it but it was inescapable.

Jay places his hand to the top of your back as he furrows his brows in concern “you good?” He probes, concentration now more on you as Voight speaks to Casey “Good” you reassure, smile flashing on your face but he remains stern as you feel his eyes bore into you as you turn your attention back onto Voight and Casey .

“We didn’t spot it at first, he was crouched in this room that we didn’t know existed behind one of the cabinets” Casey ushers the three of you into the building, still feeling the warmth coming from the torn apart walls and the smell of ash clogging your every thought.

“Any ID?” Voight let’s himself into the room Casey had just mentioned, Jay allows you to step in first before following. The room was tiny, shocked it could fit a grown man at all, looking more like a pantry that was never used or something they intended on expanding but never did as it laid empty for all these years.

“What am I gonna tell her?” You mumble, feeling the lump in your throat and the thought of explaining the situation to the already shaken up pair sat outside “we’ll do it” Jay is quick to answer, you’re relieved to see Voight nod in agreement and not rip into Jay for speaking before thinking.

A less than helpful tendency he had when it came to you but in this case he was right as it was up to them to break the news to the family and not on you. You still wanted to be there as they relaid the heartbreaking information to the mother, being a familiar face made all the difference in these situations and whether you liked it or not you had to put that to one side and be there for support.

You watched as Jay respectfully informed the mother, watching the blood drain from her face and the strength leave her body as she began to fall to the ground.

You and Jay both instinctively lunged forward to catch her, pulling her up to now being held in Jay’s arms as she sobbed into his chest “I can’t tell Claudia, they were so close” she uttered through your tears and your heart broke, you were fortunate enough to be on the job long enough to have your fair share of threatening injuries but so far no fatalities.

You were soon learning on the job what it was like to deal with it first hand. You scan over to Hailey and Sylvie who were now both with the young girl, oblivious to her mother’s sobs as she faces away in deep distraction “why don’t we get you both to med and we can go from there?” You suggest, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder to which she nods, still buried in Jay’s chest and clutching at his arms.

You do your best to slowly unwrap her tight grasp from Jay and pull her towards you, her tear stained face was now bright red and body temperature rocketing in stress.

“Go with Y/N and we will be in touch when we have some more news” Jay consoles, still with a quiet and calming voice to try and not add to the intense situation. You had never seen him like this at work, he’d been called to a number of your jobs but only to help with rough crowds or to arrest a suspect who was injured.

He helped you through this process whether he knew it or not, if it wasn’t for him staying so calm who knows how you would’ve handled it..

Sylvie peers her head round the side of the ambo and calls out to the mother “we’ve got a little girl back here who wants her mother” she tilts her heads towards the girl before noticing the state she was in.

You give a subtle shake of your head which she thankfully spots “on second thought, why don’t you ride in the back with me and my partner will take care of your mother” she speaks to young girl in an excited tone to try and deflect away from where you were stood with Jay and the devestated woman.

“Yeah!” Claudia exclaims before climbing into the back of the ambo and settling on the seat “I can do it, I need to be with her” you hear the timid voice from beside you crack with every word. She takes a deep inhale and wipes away the tears that had stained her cheeks.

“If you need anything, give me a call no matter what hour” Jay hands her his card with a comforting smile. He flicks his eyes over you as you guide the woman towards the back of the ambo “keep me updated” he points at you to which you nod before he heads back over to join Voight who was still in the house with the rest of the team.

A few hours go by and you’re on your way from med, truly drained and ready to crash in your bed at the station. What started as luckily, a less than intense fire soon took a turn and had you put through your paces when you were least expecting it.

You and Sylvie both sat in silence, finishing the last of your energy drink as you toss the empty can by your feet “you still drinking that? It’s like 10pm” Sylvie chuckles as you keep your eyes staring out of the window at the darkness, her hands clinging to the steering wheel as you sat back in your seat and huffed.

“you remember the first time you see a dead body?” You question, avoiding her comments about the energy drink as you really weren’t in the mood.

“Yep. Turned up to a house call, man said his wife had been quiet and had locked herself in the bedroom, we got in and there she was laid on the floor with a needle sticking out of her arm” she woefully speaks, eyes still firmly on the road

“as much as I try and forget it, it will never leave me” she adds but you remain silent “Did you see him?” She asks to break the silence that had fallen in the ambo, the only noise being the humming of the engine and equipment clanging in the back.

“Not even, just a body bag” you admit “that shook me up enough, who knows what I’m gonna be like with an actual body” you slump further into your chair, crossing your legs in the footwell.

“maybe I’m not cut out for this” you confess and feel her eyes snap to you “are you crazy? You’ve just experienced your first fatality and you still managed to keep calm and I most importantly keep the others calm” slight strain in her voice as she continues to speak

“If you’re not doubting your job after a rough call, you didn’t do it right”.

Her words play in your mind for the rest of the journey, resting your head on the window as you pull into the station. You open the door to jump out when she tugs on your hand to stop you.

“You did good Y/N. Don’t let anyone tell you different” you give her a half hearted smile before stepping down out of the vehicle. Slamming the door behind you with a deep exhale “oh, her day has just got a whole lot better” you hear her chime, your head hanging low as you make your way over to the other side to join her.

You turn the corner to see Jay stood besides Severide, signature mischievous grin and arms outstretched towards you “you really think I wouldn’t be here waiting for you?” He questions as you stroll over to him, wanting to bound into his arms but knowing how you’d never hear the end of it from the surrounding team which now all had their eyes on you.

“come on” Sylvie grabs at Kelly’s arm “let’s give them a moment” she ushers him away from the pair of you as you stand engulfed in Jay’s arms.

“You still working?” You question, leaning into Jay’s chest as he runs his fingertips up and down your back “Finished hours ago, been waiting here for you” he mumbles into the top of your head as he places a kiss to your temple.

“Thought I could stay here tonight? Can’t sleep alone in that bed for another night, I’ll go insane” you pull back to see his toothy grin beaming down onto you as you feel your heart pull

“you’re gonna stay here? With me?” You question, still latched onto his chest as he gently pushes your hair back from your face “that alright?”.

You nod into him but still want to stay wrapped up in his presence as you feel everything wash away and all of the stress dissolve in your body when he holds you. “Come on, let’s get you to your bed” he gently taps at your lower back, signalling for you to unattach yourself from him.

You resist your urges and escape his grasp but he soon slings his arm round your shoulders to pull you back into him as you walk towards the station bunks.

“I haven’t heard great things about these from you so if I get a bad back we know why” he chuckles into your hair as he places a kiss to the side of your head as you continue to walk.

“That isn’t an energy drink I smell is it?” He pulls you under his arm and closer into him. You clear your throat as he does his best to remain stern “uh, no. Just fumes” you try to slightly pull away to reduce the smell but he had you in his hold and you both knew you weren’t getting out “ah those classic fumes, always forget about those”.

You and Jay laid in silence on your station bed, luckily in the corner to stay away from prying eyes which you know your nosey team would have.

Laying content as you find your natural position with your head on him and his arm wrapped around you, hand splayed on your hip as the other absentmindedly fiddles with your fingers resting on chest.

The silence isn’t uncomfortable and awkward, feeling the need to start small talk in efforts to make some form of conversation. Instead it’s a comfortable silence, filled with happiness and content with being back where you belong.

Jay let’s out a deep exhale as he rubs light circles into your skin but keeps his eyes on the ceiling above “you know you can always talk to me” he whispers, aware of other people in the room behind asleep.

You angle your head to look up at him, catching his attention as he glances down at you “I’ll get over it, just another day at the office” you try and make light of the situation but he wasn’t having it.

“I’m serious” he scowls but not out of anger, more of concern “I don’t want you bottling this up” he runs his thumb over your temple in a comforting motion “I won’t, I promise” you return your head back to his chest as he intertwines your fingers with his.

“I’ve missed being like this with you” he confesses, seemingly out of the blue as you return to your comfortable silence. You place a kiss to the exposed skin through the neckline of his T-shirt and nuzzle further into the crook of his neck “I missed you too”.

He lets out a content hum as he tightens his grip on your side and closing the near enough already nonexsistant gap between the pair of you “my life isn’t the same without you in it” he whispers but by this point you’ve closed your eyes and we’re dozing in and out of sleep, soothed by the soft rhythm within his chest “sleep tight baby”.

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