#chicago pd open

[tofeelthecold]

open to: everyone verse: one chicago note: this is the character memphis raines from gone in 60 seconds with an alternate fc, this is not damon salvatore.

“Look, Detective you came to me for help and this is the only way I will help. So either make it happen or follow through with you’re threats but I’m the best you’re going to get.”

[bellarkeselection]

Halstead’s Favorite Duo

Anonymous request - Can you do a Jay Halstead x reader, where they are married and she is part of the K-9 unit? Maybe they called her in or something to help chase down a suspect.

My boots hit the ground as fast as I could to keep up with my first best friend for I wish I could say my whole life. Yet I have only known this dog since I joined the K-9 unit that works with the Chicago Police Department. My German shepherd dog ran forward on the heels of the man that was running from us. The man we were after was a drug cartel that they had been hunting for months. “Ryder! Attack.” I commanded him before he launched himself through the glass store window.

The guy we were chasing tried to run to the back of the store but he tripped over a shopping cart giving Ryder the opportunity to tackle him to the ground. Stepping over the broken window glass I draw my gun from my belt pointing it at the guy. “Y/n, Ryder! Are you guys okay?”

“We’re fine, Jay. Ryder ain’t too bad at his job. Ryder, come here.” I smiled seeing my husband coming around the corner lowering his gun when he saw the situation.

Ryder snarled at the guy on the ground keeping his tail still when we were out in the field. Otherwise he would let it actually wag when he was happy. Jay bent down on a knee after putting his gun away, grabbing the guy off the floor and handcuffing him. “You’re under arrest for smuggling drugs across the border. Take him back to the station.” He handed him off to one of the other local officers.

“You did good, boy.” Dropping down on a knee in front of my dog he started moving his tail wagging it since it was just me and Jay alone with him. “So how much paperwork does this leave you with tonight. I can order take out if you want if you’ll be home later.”

He shakes his head walking back to one of the squad cars having me and Ryder following his heels like we did every morning when we all had to leave the apartment. “Hailey said she would take care of it. I actually had something else in mind.”

“Oh really. Care to share what you had in mind?” I smirked knowing that he wouldn’t give it up even if I asked the question but I did it anyway.

Jay sent me a glare. “It didn’t work on our first date and it still won’t work now.” I nudged him and he chuckled before Ryder barked signaling that he wanted into our conversation.

“That means he doesn’t want to be left out of whatever mystery thing you have planned. And you agreed to take me in every way that includes my doggy.” I responded to him.

Jay and I had gotten married a few years ago. I had just been promoted to chief of my unit. Vioet was the man to help me get it after he had seen my history with Ryder and the amount of cases we helped crack down compared to the other k-9 unit members. Jay opened the door letting my dog jump into the backseat shutting the door once he was in. We both got in the car and removed our bullet proof vests and he started the drive looking my way a few times. “Do you remember the day we met?”

“Of course I do. I got injured on an assignment and the doctors at the hospital your brother Will works at wouldn’t let Ryder inside my room. So he started losing it and breaking things. If it wasn’t for you I was sure Ryder would have bit Will’s leg.” I snorted running a hand down my face thinking back on that night.

Jay smiled, shaking his head. “Yeah but he and I have the same goal to protect you…and love you.”

“So where are we going exactly? I mean it’s kind of strange that you are asking about the day we met. We’re already married. What else could we possibly do?” I shifted in my seat bouncing up and down with the tension of waiting.

Jay didn’t stop the car for another few minutes, parking the car outside of a house that was painted a light blue on the outside and it had a gray roof. He let Ryder out of the backseat first before coming over to my side and helping me out. “The surprise is that this place is now ours.”

“Are you serious, Jay!” I gasped covering my mouth with my hands spinning around to face him since he was standing behind me.

He slipped the keys in my hands. “It’s our. I am not lying to you. I got it all set up a few weeks ago. That way we aren’t cramped in an apartment and this gives Ryder a space to run when he wants to.”

“I love you.” I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him slowly.

Ryder barks running towards the front door just as Jay wraps his arms around my waist tugging me closer to deepen the kiss until he breaks it not being able to hold in his chuckle. “I love you too…and Ryder seems to approve.”

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[justanoasisimagines]

Fluffy Headcanons

Requests are open! Credit to @cafekitsune for the divider and the banner

❀If you work with Kevin at the station. He'll purposely stop at your favorite coffee shop to pick you up your favorite hot drink and a pastry.

❀Kevin is someone who will hold open doors for you. He's going to walk subtly quicker so he can reach the door before you.

❀If Kevin leaves before you, he'll take the time to write you a note before he leaves. The notes always contain something sweet; a memory, a compliment or a plan for after work.

❀If Kevin makes you lunch for work, he'll also leave a note within your lunchbox. He wants to provide you with a pick-me-up throughout the day.

❀Kevin's the type of boyfriend to randomly surprise you at work. Kevin rarely gets off early, but when he's able coming to meet you is one of his favorite pastimes.

❀Kevin loves nothing more than curling up on the couch with you watching TV or a movie, especially after a long week.

❀If you don't work together, Kevin checks in with you whenever he can. Some cases are particularly channeling and some leave psychological scars. Kevin checks in to remind himself what's waiting for him at home.

❀Kevin finds himself singing along to the radio quietly. Moments like this often remind him of when you're in the car with him doing the same thing.

❀Kevin struggles to make date night a regular occurrence. However, because of this Kevin makes date nights as special as possible. He'll take you to dinner, to the movies, plan dates out for you etc.

❀Kevin's absolute weakness is when you come up behind him and begin to massage his shoulders. He enjoys the way your hands feel on his body. The softness of your touch while you work through the tension.

❀Kevin uses plenty of nicknames for you; darling. baby, sweetheart, angel etc. Nicknames become so frequent between the two of you, that it catches you off guard when he does use your name.

❀Kevin has a picture of the two of you as his home screen. He likes to unlock his phone so he can look down every so often while he's doing paperwork. The reason you're not his lock screen is to lower the risk of someone coming after you for being associated with him.

[gregorygerwitz]

don’t let this darkness fool you...

[kamryn1963]

I'm taking requests/prompts for Chicago PD oneshots. I've found that I write better with prompts lol, so please send some.

I write mainly for Al and Al/Hank but also write a lot of Trudy especially friendship with that trio (Al, Hank and Trudy)

I don't do "x reader" or smut. I can do angst, whump, fluff, etc.

It may take anywhere from a few days to a week to get to a request depending on what's going on in my personal life at that time. I also have a current WIP I'm writing as well, but I'll try to get to any requests as soon as I can! I also cross post all my fics to my ao3 account (Kam1963)

Just send an ask to my inbox :))

[berberriescorner]

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹several because I want them all!

Not several 😂😂🤣🤣. Ask and you shall receive. I'm going to enjoy this😈.

Let me see what I can do for you boo💜.

This is from an untitled Chris Evans fic: “Dodger. Hey, bud. Are you worried about momma? Such a thoughtful and caring boy. You're right he has been worried about you. Now that I think about it, he hasn’t left the floor on your side of the bed once today.”

This is from an untitled Kevin Atwater fic: “Halstead, I’d like you to meet my girlfriend, Y/N. We’ve actually been dating for the last six months. This is a pretty odd way for you to find out, but yeah. This my lady.”

This is from an untitled Jay Halstead fic: “Sarge, believe it or not, she dragged me out here,” he stuttered, face flushed with embarrassment.

This is from a future part of my Angel Reyes series "Disastrous Deception." “Angel, please. You have to stop. There’s a house full of people. I’m starting not to give a damn. I’m this close to letting you fuck me right here, right now. Press me up against a fucking wall already.”

Can you tell the f-word is my favorite😩😂🤣?

This is from a Yahya Abdul-Mateen II fic, "My Sweet Empath." This is a lengthy one:

You were trying your hardest to look anywhere but into the camera. Yahya took notice, questioning you again.

“Baby girl. Look at me, please.”

Your gaze settled onto his as you let out a deep sigh. Seeing how sad you looked made his stomach flip. Yahya knew that stare. He should’ve clocked it yesterday when you weren’t as talkative as you usually are.

“Please talk to me. I need to know that you’re alright.”

This is from a Pablo Schreiber drabble. It's from my "Mini Mediators" series (lengthy as well):

“Yes, it gives you the perfect opportunity to argue. You know your sexy mood swing having ass loves a little toxicity.”

You kissed your teeth, “Boy, fuck you. I am not toxic.”

“ Boy, fuck you, would imply that you are.”

The two of you shared a smile as you silently agreed that he was right.

This is from an untitled Deacon Kay (Jay Harrington, SWAT) series: “I didn’t want to interrupt the conversation. I’m glad I didn’t. Who is this guy? What’s his name? How long had he been abusing you?” For a moment, Deacon forgets Hondo’s in the room. His hand gently touches your chin.

Last, but most certainly not least, my baby. Mr. Gang-Friend himself, Rio. This is from a future part of my "Are You Listening?" series: “You gon’ always be my business, mama. I think it’s time you accept that. That’s cute, you know I’m only down for one woman, darlin’. I am starting to wonder though. What was that you said? Ah, yes. Didn’t you say something about making my pockets hurt?”

Hope you enjoy them🥰💓! Be sure to let me know how you liked them. Reblogs and comments greatly appreciated! If anyone else is interested leave a 🌹 in my inbox and I’ll share a line from a WIP.

[halstead4l]

I Miss You, I'm Sorry (Part 2)

I’ve officially been in Chicago for a week. I still haven’t been to the district as I have been spending this first week back getting organized and settled in a new apartment-again. I feel good about everything again.

It’s a Friday night, so there’s no better way to then celebrate a good unboxing and move at the one and only, Molly’s.

Sitting at Molly’s being welcomed back by Hermann, he’s already told me that all my drinks are on the house. 

“So, you ready to kick ass in Chicago again?” Hermann asks. I sip my beer.

“Come on Hermann, you know I am! D.C. was nice and all, but I’m not meant to sit behind a desk and fill out paperwork.” I tell him, smiling and taking another swig of my beer.

“You ready to see everyone?”

All I do is nod my head, showing a genuine smile.

“Well, well, well! Look what the cat dragged in! Only the best Intelligence Unit in Chicago!” Hermann greeted Antonio, Kim, Adam, Alvin, Voight, and Kevin. The only two missing were Erin and Jay. I could feel my heart sink. I guess that’s what I not only get but deserve too.

Everyone was shocked once they saw me. I was instantly greeted with hugs, a few squeals from Kim, kisses on my head and cheeks, and all smiles. I didn’t let my sadness show once I realized Jay was probably with Erin-it was expected and I was told that they would be each other’s new partner. Too, everyone loves Jay, he’s just that guy, THE guy. 

“Alright, hey!” Hermann got our attention. “First round is on me for you guys, as a Welcome Back, Welcome Home (Y/N) but then, you’ll have to pay up! (Y/N) is covered for the night…understood?” Hermann tells us.

We all understood, starting our night out.

I walk over to Kim, Antonio, and Adam, pulling Kim aside.

“Hey, have you heard from Jay? Or Erin?” I ask her.

“Uh, Adam heard from him a few minutes ago. He said he’d be in a few minutes.” Kim reassured me. She could tell I was letting my emotions get the best of me. I missed Jay.

Minutes go by and everyone turns towards the door. There he is. Jay Halstead. I just look at him, taking everything in, emotions high. Erin is following close behind him, looks like they are finishing up a story; maybe about a case they recently closed or their upcoming schedules or plans.

I’m sitting on the inside of the table. Kim sitting next to me, Adam and Antonio sitting across from us. He doesn’t notice me, but I see him kiss the top of Erin’s head as she makes her way to our table and Jay heads to the bar. That was all it took. My heart shattered.

“Oh my gosh! (Y/N)! Hi! What are you doing back here?!” Erin asks me, hugging me.

I hug her back, “I am back in town! For good. I start with Intelligence again on Monday!” I tell her, smiling. 

I see a tall, dark, handsome boy, heading for our table. Two beers in hand. It takes him a minute to notice but, he does. He’s shocked. I know him well enough, like the back of my hand, to know that his emotions are running at 100 miles/minute. The love, the hurt, the laughs, memories, heartbreak. All of it.

“(Y/N) …” is all he can manage to say to me.

“Hi Jay…” was all I could manage to get out, finishing the last sip of my beer.

Intelligence could tell there was some catching up to do so, they left us alone at the table. Erin squeezed Jay’s shoulder, walking away with the rest of the group.

“How…how have you been? How was D.C.?” He asked me.

It takes me a second to gather my thoughts because even though D.C. was good to me, I thought of Chicago and my people the entire time.

“D.C. treated me good, well. I missed Chicago and all of you guys the entire time though.” I told him, honestly, looking up at him.

“What brought you back home?”

“I told you. I missed all of you and Chicago. Besides, I think I’ve busted my ass enough to do more than just sit at a desk, filling out paperwork.” I tell him, showing a small smile. “Enough of me…how are you” I ask him.

He takes a sip of his beer, not breaking eye contact. “You know how I am. I’m always good. Keeping my head down in work, kicking it here at Molly’s, sports.” He tells me.

“And how is everything with Erin?”

“What do you mean? We’ve been partners.” He looks at me, confused.

“Oh, come on…I saw her squeeze your shoulder when she walked away AND when you guys walked in, before you went to the bar, you kissed her on the head. Partners don’t do that; boyfriend and girlfriends do that. You’re not as slick as you think you are anymore.” I tell him, taking another sip of my beer, preparing for my heart to shatter even more.

He coughs, clearing his throat, not knowing I saw what I saw earlier.

“Uhm, yeah. We’ve been together for a couple of months now. Three, almost four.”

I could tell that that was hard from him to tell me. I could tell that he didn’t want to tell me. He didn’t want to hurt me. It did hurt but, I deserve it. I left him, the both of us heartbroken.

I slowly nod my head. Thinking. I take another sip of my beer and push it away.

“Good, good! I’m glad you’re happy and doing well.” I tell him, faking a smile. “Well, on that note, I think I’m going to call it a night.” I tell him, slowly getting up from the small table. 

“(Y/N) … Jay calls after me.

I smile, walking away, walking to the group.

“Alright you guys, I’m headed out, calling it a night.” I tell everyone, getting hugs from everyone. “I’ll see you boys and girls on Monday morning.” I tell him, smiling, and hitting Antonio’s shoulder as I make my way past them.

I can feel the tears threatening to spill. I turn back around once more, at him. He’s looking at me. I nod my head and walk out the door, into the cold Chicago air, a tear sliding down my cheek.

It’s not long before I hear Molly’s door swing open, letting the music blast outside for a second or so. I don’t turn around, but I notice the voice.

“Why did you really come back to Chicago? Why?”

Jay.

I gulp before turning around. 

“I told you already…”

“That might be true, and I do believe you but, what’s the real reason (Y/N)?”

I feel a few tears slip. I quickly wipe them away.

“I wanted my life back. I wanted to work with the people that mean the absolute most to me. Chicago is where I made myself, it’s where I grew up. It’s where I met you. It’s where I fell in utterly, complete love with you. It’s where you are.” I get out, not holding anything back.

Before he can say anything else, I finish my thoughts, my truth.

“I’m still in utter, complete love with you. I never wanted to leave you. I hate that I left you the way that I did. Quick, short notice.”

The more I ramble on, the more I feel more tears threatening to spill. Jay doesn’t say anything, yet. I just suddenly feel his embrace, his warmth.

“I miss you, I’m sorry.” The last thing I say before I hug him back, letting the tears fall. Catching my breath. 

[a-little-bit-of-tradition]

Chicago PD : 4x22 (Part 1/6) Jay and/or Hailey scenes

[karihighman]

Jesse Lee Soffer and golf: a love story 😅⛳️🏌️‍♂️

[urxsavingxgrace]

open rp - hank voight

It had been far too long since the last time that Hank had been out on a date with someone. So to say he was kinda nervous was an understatement. He agreed to meet at a bar, not Molly's because he had issues with some of the fire fighters over there. He sat at the bar nursing his drink as he waited. He'd agreed to pay for some dinner and drinks.

Hank feels a hand on his shoulder and turns his attention to the person beside him. "Well hello there, good to see you again." He offers a soft smile and tells the bartender to get whatever his date was drinking.

[brokenlonelyandafraid]

Wanted Plots/Threads:

911:

-My oc Sophia being Eddie's best friend since childhood finally moving to LA. Maybe even helping him with his sexuality and crush on Buck? Or Buck getting jealous that they're spending more time together and she has to basically spell it out for him.

-Sophia being a long lost Buckley sibling. This post explains it!

OneChicago:

Putting Sophia with literally anyone from OneChicago but huge bonus for:

-big brother/little sister bond with Adam Ruzek.

-Anything with romantic intentions (not necessarily shipping) with Dante Torres, Kevin Atwater, Hailey Upton, Stella Kidd, or Kelly Severide. And I know they aren't OneChicago but also with Joe Velasco or Grace Muncy from SVU.

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Like this or shoot me a message if you want to do something involving any of this! I'd prefer discord (that I haven't used in forever lol) but we can keep to tumblr if desired!

Or send in a meme to break the ice! Just give a hint as to what fandom it is lol. And don't worry about the age of the meme or theme- I'm slowly coming back so everything is kind of old.

[bluecrush129]

I LITERALLY CANNOT WITH THESE TWO

[bellarkeselection]

Hello.

Would you write a Story with Jay Halstead x Reader ? ... First Meeting for example... :he cant take his eyes from her after he saw her/ meet her.She is the best Friend of Gabby. For Jay its the First Time that he feel that for a women,what he feels for y/n / reader.

She’s Meant For Me

- Here’s the request you asked for. Sorry it took so long and that it’s not very long. I am getting used to writing for Jay again

Molly’s bar was hopping tonight meaning I got called in to help Gabby work the bar orders tonight. Since I was the only one who had gone to bartender school and knew how to make more drinks then the Firefighters who owned it. Wiping down the bar with a towel I watched someone sit down in front of me. “You’re a new face. Are you gonna be the new bartender from now on?”

“Nah I’m not taking Gabby’s job. She just asked me for help and if I’m being honest they wouldn’t know how to make drinks if it wasn’t for me.” I smiled, bringing a hand to the side of my mouth whispering the last sentence to him.

The stranger had bright blue eyes and dark brown hair wearing a black jacket. “What’s your name?”

“Why do you wanna know? Are you a cop or something trying to spy on me?”

The guy chuckled, extending his hand across the bar counter top. “I am a cop, yeah. My names Jay, Jay Halstead.”

“Y/n, Y/n L/n.” I shake his hand, raising a brow teasingly at him. “You still didn’t answer my question though. Are you here to spy on me or just have me give you a drink?”

Jay takes out some money pushing it towards me. “I’m not spying, I swear. But I’ll do you one better than just making me a drink. You make one for yourself too on me.”

“That’s really nice of you.” I walked away grabbing a bottle of bourbon, pouring us each a drink.

Jay silently watched you walk away to make the drinks. The moment he stepped into the bar he couldn’t focus on anything but you. He hadn’t been in a long term relationship before. He’d been in flings or one night stands more than anything. But there was something about you in the first second he met you that he wanted a real relationship with you and no one else.

Glancing back over at the cop I saw my best friend Gabby walking over to him and I heard some of their conversation. “Hey I felt as her best friend that I should be the one to give you a warning.”

“What kind of warning?” He asked her.

Gabby leaned forward on the bar getting in his face. “The kind that means if you hurt her in any way. I will personally kick your ass to high heaven.”

“Gabby, listen I was afraid of breaking my cover when we met. I should have told I know that but - but I won’t lie to her.” Jay rambled off, raising his hands in the air.

I remembered Gabby talking about this guy that had screwed her over and nearby made the bar get burnt down literally. I’d never seen her so pissed and now it shocked me to think he had come back to the bar after they ended things a few years ago. “Look Jay, I’m just making sure you won’t do the same thing to her that you did to me. She’s my best friend and I don’t want her to have her heartbroken by the same guy who wasn’t honest with me.”

“I’m not that guy anymore. There’s something about her that makes me know I need to put in 100% and not put work first.” Jay ran a hand through his hair hearing me walking back over to them.

Carrying the two glasses over I slid one over to him seconds before Gabby left the two of us alone. “So you’re the guy who nearly set my friend's bar on fire hmm?”

“Y/n, please don’t think that I’d treat you like I did her if I asked you out. I-“

I cut him off. “Dawson, can hold a grudge. You should be lucky that I don’t.”

“So does that mean you’re giving me a chance?”

Nodding my head I raised my glass up. “For now, yes. But if you hurt me I’ll send my best friend after you.”

“I got ya. Here’s to our first meeting.” Jay picked up his glass and we clinked the two together, finishing the whole shot at the same time. I sent him a smile and he flashed his grin in my direction.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[azurethevampire]

Drabble prompts open!

I'm travelling a lot this upcoming week so I thought what better way to spent the time not admiring the views than write 😄 Send me drabble prompts until I say to stop and I will try my best to write them up any chance I get - if not on my trip then very soon after I've come home.

Fandoms I'm currently in the mood to write for:

• The Walking Dead, Mandalorian (still haven't had chance to watch s3, though so no spoilers please!) NCIS, Chicago Fire, Chicago PD and perhaps Chicago Med, Doctor Who, Transformers and Red Dead Redemption video game

Maybe other fandoms I've written before, ask and I'll tell you if I'm currently in the mood for it!

Now go fill my inbox with drabble prompts! 🤗

Note that I still don't write smut, romance otherwise depends if I'm vibing like it atm.

[gregorygerwitz]

The Platt Gerwitz Siblings

“You’d better behave while we have that girl in the house.” “Why do I have to live with some little sister I’ve never met, exactly?” “Because your father decided to screw around and make her.” “Then why am I the one being punished?” “Gregory, you are not being punished for your father’s behavior.” “Really? Because it feels like I am.” “It’s only for a few months until the media finds something else to focus on. I’m sure she’ll be out of our hair again by the start of the school year.”

When the whispers began around the city about Gregory Gerwitz III and his affairs, enough people dug a little deeper than the surface. Within days, the articles and blog posts were everywhere, sharing theories with plenty of evidence that there was more than one child in the Gerwitz bloodline. In a desperate attempt to save his reputation and his marriage, Gregory made the decision to bring one of those children into his home, offered a nice house, paid for an expensive education, and that was enough for his lawyers to negotiate for full custody of a daughter.

The girl, Kimberly, was the perfect addition to the household. She was a few months away from starting high school, one signed check away from being accepted into her first year at one of the best prep schools in the city, the perfect age to be taught everything she might need to know for her future, and now every family picture would have every key component - father, mother, son, daughter. She was the perfect solution to all of his problems, and he hardly had to do anything at all - just sign a couple checks, and the paperwork that would legally change her last name to Gerwitz, and one of the extra rooms could easily be converted into any teenage girl’s dream bedroom.

The thing was, Kim didn’t want to be a Gerwitz. She didn’t want to go to an expensive private school with a uniform. She didn’t want to move into the big house. All it held was a father she didn’t even know, a step mother who ignored her existence, and a half brother who would rather scowl at her than actually give her a ride school. It was miserable, and isolating, and she spent all of her free time hidden away in her bedroom with headphones and school books. If she could make it through the next four years until she was a legal adult, she could take the money in whatever bank account her father had set up for her and get out, as far away as she could.

At least, that was her attitude through the summer and the first months of the school year. Then, things started to change.

“Look, Kimberly, I-” “I know you don’t like me, Greg. You don’t have to explain it all to me.” “What? No, I wanted to say... I know my mother can be a lot. She has a lot of high expectations, and a plan for everything. And if anyone deviates from her plan...” “Like her husband moving his child into her home? That’s a pretty big deviation.” “Yeah. Like that. It’s nothing against you, personally, I’m sure.” “Right...” “Do you want to do something today? I have to stay late for practice, but after that?” “What, exactly, would we be doing?” “I don’t know. I didn’t think this far ahead.” “Fine. But your mother will kill us if we’re late for dinner.” “Oh, believe me, I know.”

By the time the first snow of the season started to fall, there was a new energy in the house. Instead of scowling, Greg smirked across the dinner table when certain comments were made. The morning drives to school weren’t spent in silence anymore. Once a week, after they were let out of school and he was done with his fencing coach, they took the long way back to the house and stopped for ice cream. It probably ruined their appetites for dinner, but they both preferred to spend an extra hour together than sit in a quiet house for all that time.

They were pretending less, when it came to family photos, and Greg knew the best hiding spots at the winter charity gala so they didn’t have to mingle and make small talk. He even wove through the crowd so smoothly that he could swipe two glasses of champagne from a passing tray without anyone batting an eye. For the first time, in a dim back office with a little too much alcohol, they were free. There was no family pressure when no one could see them, and there was nothing to do but talk, especially when the champagne ran out and neither of them wanted to risk sneaking out to get more.

Tipsy discussions just happened to lead to secrets and confessions, and a stronger bond than any member of the family could have foreseen.

“Wanna know something else? I think you disrupt my mother’s plans less than I do.” “I doubt it. You’re perfect, and she hates me.” “She doesn’t hate you. She hates what you represent. And I only pretend to be perfect.” “You have a perfect GPA, you spend weekends with homeless animals, and you won all of your matches last year.” “Yeah, I’m perfect, for now. After I graduate next year...” “You’ll be perfect at college?” “She wants me to get a business degree here in Chicago and have an equally perfect girlfriend where all the cameras can see.” “So? You get to take over the family business and have a perfect wife and perfect kids.” “What if... what if I don’t want that? What if I want to go to MIT and have a boyfriend, instead?” “Oh...” “Yeah...” “...welcome to the disappointments, Greg.”

They probably should have known from the very beginning - those first four years weren’t an obstacle to everything she wanted. They were the easy part.

[countrymusiclover]

Will Halstead

Dr. Redheaded Neighbor - ( Will x oc, Chicago Med )

On going ✴️

Jay Halstead

Military Lovers - (Jay Halstead x reader, Chicago pd) complete ✅

Rafe McCawley

Unique Flyer (Rafe McCawley x reader, Pearl Harbor movie) complete ✅