#jay halstead x fem!reader

[peachyhalstead]

married man | j. halstead

request:Can you do a Jay Halstead x Reader. They are both married and have a child together. The child just started pre-k or kindergarten and since the reader is heavily pregnant Jay has been dropping off and picking up their kid. And maybe like the single moms are flirting with Jay since they think he might be a single dad but they get surprised when the reader picks the kid one day after giving birth.

pairing: established (married) fem!reader x jay halstead

word count: 1.75k

warnings: none??

a/n: dad!jay dad!jay dad!jay !!!!! they have a little boy (his name is dylan) and a newborn girlie (what should her name be)

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Grumbling as the alarm went off, you blindly reached over and whacked Jay on the chest. “Why’s it have to be so loud?”

Jay chuckled, silencing his phone’s alarm. “It’s not even that loud, babe.”

You glared at him through narrow eyes. “If I wasn’t about to pop right now I’d give you a piece of my mind.”

Letting out a hearty laugh, Jay got out of bed and folded his portion of the comforter back up, trapping the heat for you. “Only a few more weeks, babe. Then you’ll be able to move without having to pee every two seconds.”

You slowly followed Jay, yawning and rubbing the nine-month bump as you headed into the kitchen to package your son’s lunch.

He had recently started kindergarten, and loved telling you and Jay about all his escapades with his classmates as he learned different things.

“I could’ve done that, you didn’t have to get up.” Jay said, popping a capsule into the coffee machine and starting it.

Shrugging, you zipped the lunchbox closed and set it next to the matching blue backpack, one hand going to rub at the sore spot on your back. “I knew I wasn’t going to be able to fall back to sleep.”

Jay noticed, and his hands slowly made their way to the exact spot that bothered you in your first pregnancy. “Who do you thinks going to ask me out today, hm?”

Laughing softly, you clicked your tongue at Jay. “You really enjoy that, don’t you? Miss getting hit on?”

Jay shook his head. “Don’t miss it one bit. Just enjoy seeing those soccer moms think their whispers are quiet.”

A few weeks ago Jay had mentioned that some of the moms at drop-off had been talking about Jay, commenting on his lack of wedding band and no significant other ever at drop off or pick up.

“Momma, when will you go to school with me?” Dylan asked, your son finally making his appearance in his pajamas.

“Soon, little bug. Once Little Sister is here, I’ll drop you off with Daddy some days.”

Dylan frowned. “Can Sissy come now?”

You huffed, wanting nothing more than to deliver the weight that seemed to be constantly on your bladder. “I wish, but I think she needs a few more weeks.”

Jay smiled into his coffee cup, phone chiming with a text from Hailey. “Come on, Dyl. Let’s get dressed so you can show your friends your new shoes.”

Dylan beamed at the thought, and followed Jay back to his room, leaving you alone in the warm kitchen. The aroma of coffee lingered as you found a chair to rest in, hand absently tracing circles over your distended belly.

A sigh of contentment escaped you; this was your world, and despite the groggy mornings and occasional aggravations - like trying to convince Dylan to brush his teeth properly - you wouldn’t change it for anything else. That was the beauty of family - it wasn’t always perfect, but it was yours. And that made all the imperfections precious in their own odd way.

The sound of Jay's voice pulled you from your thoughts as he asked Dylan to choose between two shirts. You smiled, knowing how seriously your little boy took these morning decisions. Sipping on some water and slowly standing up, you decided to start breakfast.

The scent of eggs and bacon soon filled the room, joining the still lingering coffee aroma. Dylan would be excited; he loved his simple morning breakfasts. As you were flipping an egg, Jay returned with Dylan in tow. Their matching grins caught your eye.

“What are you two up to?” You questioned playfully, adjusting your hold on your bump.

“Nothing,” they both chimed in unison, their grins growing even wider.

“Okay,” you drew out the first syllable, grabbing a plate and moving the eggs for Dylan to eat, blowing on them as you cut them into pieces.

“Eat, then Daddy will bring you to school.” You smiled, cracking a few more eggs and grabbing a tortilla and the toppings you knew Jay liked, quickly making a breakfast wrap for him.

Wrapping it in foil, you smiled to yourself as you heard Jay helping Dylan put on his sneakers.

“Ok, we gotta go, Little Man! Go give Momma a kiss.”

Dylan skipped over to you, wrapping his little arms around your legs, promising you he’d come home with a drawing to put in the nursery.

Thanking him, you smiled at Jay as he grabbed the wrap and his badge, stopping to press a kiss to your forehead. “Take it easy today, babe.”

“I will. Go break hearts and catch perps, Jay.”

——

Jay hid his eye roll as he followed Dylan to the drop off location, ignoring the looks from the few single mothers nearby.

“I mean, who in their right mind wouldn’t grab that ass? He’s such a good dad, too.”

Jay overheard one of the mothers and shook his head, stifling a laugh. He still found it amusing and somewhat flattering to know that he was the topic of their little gossip circle. But he also knew firmly where his heart lay - at home with you and Dylan, and soon, your new little girl.

As Dylan scampered off towards his classroom, he turned to Jay with a big grin. "Daddy, do you think I can tell Mrs. Johnson about Sissy coming soon?"

Jay bent down to his level, ruffling his hair affectionately. "Of course, buddy. I'm sure she will be thrilled to hear it."

At that moment, a pair of giggling women walked by, shooting him suggestive glances over their shoulders. He merely smiled politely before turning away.

Arriving back at the car, Jay pulled out his phone and saw a text from you: Feeling better now that the house is empty. How did drop off go?

He quickly typed back: Smooth as always. He's telling all his teachers about his soon-to-be little sister.

Satisfied, he started the vehicle and headed towards the precinct. His phone chimed again with your response: That's my boy! Take care at work, Jay.

He chuckled as he imagined you grinning at your phone, feet kicked up on the coffee table even though you often chided him for doing the same thing.

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The routine didn’t shift for the next few weeks, but the gossiping mothers were surprised when Dylan was dropped off by Will one day, Jay at the hospital where you were currently resting with the newest addition to the family.

“Uncle Will, can we see Momma and Sissy after school?” Dylan asked, tugging on his uncle’s hand.

"Of course, buddy," Will replied with a soft smile, watching as Dylan's face lit up with joy. "I bet they can't wait to see you."

Once Dylan scampered off towards his classroom, Will indulged in a moment of silence. He was used to the emergency room's relentless noise and bustle, so the unfamiliar hush of the school yard in the early morning was a welcome respite. A group of mothers were huddled together, shooting glances his way. Perhaps he was becoming part of their gossip routine now too - he silently hoped otherwise.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Jay could barely tear his gaze away from you sleeping peacefully, the tiny bundle in his arms a testament to your strength and love. His heart swelled in his chest at the sight; you looked more beautiful than ever, your face radiating an exhausted but blissful glow as your daughter, their daughter, clung onto his finger with her small hand.

Just then, she stirred awake and let out a soft whimper which turned into a loud wail. He quickly got up and started to gently rock her, not wanting her cries to disturb your much-needed rest.

“Hey there, little princess,” he cooed softly as he bounced her gently in his arms. “Let’s not wake Mommy up now.”

After a few minutes of gentle rocking and hushed lullabies - Jay trying his best to remember the ones you sung to Dylan when he was an infant, the baby quieted down, blue eyes peering up at her father.

“Hi, munchkin. You already have half of Chicago’s first responders wrapped around your finger.” He whispered, soft smile at his lips as he thought back to the replies from his team when he sent the photo of the baby in the group chat.

"The other half is itching to meet you. Just wait until Uncle Will gets a hold of you. You're going to be spoiled rotten." He laughed softly, mindlessly tracing a finger over his daughter's tiny forehead.

His phone buzzed where he had left it on the bedside table. It was a message from Will letting him know that Dylan had been dropped off at school and asking if they could come by after school to see the baby.

Jay's heart swelled, even more, knowing his son was equally excited about his little sister's arrival. Jay quickly typed a response, assuring Will they would be more than happy to have visitors later in the day.

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The day passed in a flurry of nurses checking vitals and bringing meals, phone calls from family and friends, and quiet moments spent marveling over their newest addition. Dylan was bursting with energy when Will brought him by after school, his wide eyes taking in everything with an infectious excitement that had everyone in the room smiling.

"Momma, Sissy is really small!" Dylan whispered in awe as he approached the bed, carefully peering over the edge of the bassinet.

You chuckled at his innocent observation as Jay helped him climb up onto the bed to get a better look. "Yes, she is," you agreed with a fond smile. "You were that small, too, Little Man!”

Dylan looked at you with wide eyes, shaking his head. “Nuh-uh!”

“Mhmm!” You replied, fixing his shirt as he squirmed to get another look at his sister.

“When can you and Sissy come to school?” He asked, looking at you.

Jay laughed quietly, and you looked at your husband. “Soon, Dyl.”

——

Two weeks later, you consoled the crying baby as Jay helped Dylan put his backpack on. “Can Sissy come meet Mrs. Johnson?”

Shaking your head, you carefully strapped the little girl into her carrier, softly rubbing her cheek. “Not yet. Maybe during the spring concert, but she’s still too little.”

Jay stood up and grabbed his keys. “She can help Momma and Daddy drop you off, though. That sound good?”

Dylan’s face lit up at the thought. “Yeah! Everyone will get to see her!” He jumped excitedly before Jay guided him out the door.

Satisfied with your successful early morning, you carried the baby carrier to the car and buckled it in securely at the back seat. Moving around was still a little tough for you but you were slowly getting the hang of things. You climbed into the passenger side, glancing back at Dylan who was squirming in his seat with anticipation.

The drive to the school was filled with Dylan's non-stop chatter about what he was going to show his little sister. Jay had a soft smile on his face as he listened to his son, occasionally glancing at you in admiration and shared joy.

Once they arrived in front of the school, Dylan unbuckled himself and carefully opened your car door for you. “Be careful, Momma!” He cautioned, making Jay chuckle as he followed behind with his son’s backpack.

You smiled, letting Jay go ahead with Dylan so he wasn’t late, working to unstrap your daughter’s carrier so Dylan could see her one last time before he was in school.

“Jay, haven’t seen you the last few days. Is everything okay?” One of the mothers who had tried to hit on Jay asked, faux worry on her face.

Jay wore a smile as he turned to the woman, Dylan's hand tucked safely in his own as they made their way toward the school entrance. "Yeah, everything’s great, actually. My wife just gave birth to our second child," he responded casually, nodding his head towards the car where you were carefully lifting the baby carrier.

The woman blinked in surprise before offering a tight-lipped smile, "Oh, I didn’t know... congratulations."

"Thanks," Jay replied with a nod before turning his attention back to Dylan whose bundle of excitement was barely contained. As Jay opened the door for him to enter he looked into the bright eyes of his son and smiled reassuringly, "You ready?"

Dylan nodded eagerly, already tugging on his father's hand to drag him inside. Jay followed docilely, striding up the hallway towards Dylan's classroom.

Meanwhile, you were still out by the car, struggling slightly with the baby carrier that seemed to weigh even more than your now two-week-old daughter. A few mothers noticed and stepped forward to help you, their faces lighting up at the sight of the infant bundled up against the cold.

"Oh she's absolutely adorable!" One woman cooed, and you recognized her from when Jay was telling you how one of them started to wear low-cut tops after he started doing drop off duty.

You walked with them to the doors, smile brightening when you saw Jay and Dylan at the door, the young boy wanting to say goodbye to his sister.

“Bye, Sissy! Bye, Momma!” Dylan smiled, giving his sister a kiss and hugging your legs, unaware that his farewells caused the mothers who had walked with you to gasp lightly.

Jay’s smile widened at Dylan's display of affection, ruffling his son's hair gently, "Alright, champ. We’ll pick you up later. Have a great day at school."

Dylan nodded eagerly before disappearing into the bustling school building with his teacher. The remaining mothers turned to you, their surprised expressions replaced by warm, slender smiles as they admired your little girl.

Back in the car, you laughed as Jay started the ignition. “Think I felt the daggers from some of the moms when they found out you’re married.”

Jay snorted, turning back to the road to your house. “Well, that or when they found out we have great sex. Either way, watch your back, babe.”

You gawked at Jay’s remark, hitting him in the chest. “Jay! Your daughter is listening!”

“Oh, she’ll hear worse when Ruz babysits her." ------ a/n: send requests if you wanna!!

[halsteadlover]

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐭, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲

*Gifs and pic not mine credits to the owner*

• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader.

• Requested by anon: Hi i saw your post 'exam buddies' and it gave me and idea of Jay gets grazed by a bullet or something and while he's getting checked out he is flirting with the doctor who he has had a crush on for a while and she does to so she denies him and says how unprofessional it would be but while she is talking he walks closer to her and starts undressing her while teasing her and saying "yes so unprofessional" of not that's fine love your work.

• Warnings: curse words, making out (hehe), mention of wounds, and I don’t know what else let me know if I missed any lol.

• Word count: 3604.

• A/N: when he gets stabbed just to see you 😍😍😍. Need me a man like Jay frfr. I hope you’ll like this one I really had fun writing it. Comment, reblog and leave a like if you want, it’d mean the world. Thank you so much for your support sending lots of love to all of you xx

“Halstead, third time in a month, that’s a record even for you.”

An amused expression appeared on your face as you entered the room of the patient you were supposed to see, who turned out to be no one other than Jay Halstead. He was lying on the bed, his back resting on the raised headboard and a bored expression on his face which however disappeared as soon as he saw you enter.

“Oh yeah I couldn't wait to see you, Dr. Sunshine,” he replied, letting his eyes wander unscrupulously along your uniform-covered figure, before returning them to your face and giving you a full on smile.

This was a nickname Jay had given you since the first moment you met and since then he had never stopped calling you that. In fact, since that day he had noticed how you always had a smile on your lips, constantly, how nothing seemed to disturb you. You always had a happy and serene expression on your face and this was one of the things that most attracted him from the beginning.

The two of you had met some time ago when Jay had arrived at Med's to question a suspect who he had injured during a chase and who you had taken into care.

He remembered how impressed he was with you when he first saw you, he couldn't deny you were a beautiful woman. But it was the marked humor with which you addressed him and your sharp but nice jokes that truly mesmerized him. While you two talked in front of that helpless patient who did nothing but bring his eyes between you and the detective, Jay found himself being attracted more and more to you, feeling the ever-increasing desire to get to know you better.

After that exchange in front of the patient, you left Jay talking to the suspect and walked out of the room, winking at him before closing the door behind you and leaving Jay standing there looking like an idiot.

Needless to say, as soon as he finished questioning the suspect, he immediately turned to his brother with the aim of asking for information about you. He didn't know why but he wanted to know everything he could about you. He had looked for you so he could have the opportunity to talk to you again but you were already with another patient.

From that day you had never left Jay's mind or his thoughts.

He found himself going to Med's every time for all sorts of reasons, most of which involved having to say something to his brother who couldn't help but make fun of the detective. You obviously weren't stupid and there was no shortage of your comments regarding the fact there was a very different reason behind those visits to which Jay responded with some mischievous joke that made you blush from head to toe.

However, there was no shortage of visits either due to some injuries Jay got due to his job but that didn't stop him from shamelessly flirting with you even if he was on a hospital bed.

He loved this relationship that had been created between you, the flirting, teasing each other, and every opportunity was perfect to see you but he wanted more. He struggled to admit it to himself but he had a huge crush on you and the fact he couldn't read you and know what you were thinking was driving him crazy. He was getting tired of looking at you from afar, of hiding behind the flirty jokes, he wanted you.

You giggled and looked at him for a moment as you quickly examined his body for injuries. Or at least that's what you convinced yourself of. You were pretty good at hiding your feelings because to say that damn detective gave you goosebumps and set every cell in your body on fire was an understatement.

You sanitized your hands and put on a pair of clean gloves before approaching him, his eyes never leaving yours and just the way he looked at you made you shiver from head to toe and your knees tremble.

Focus Y/n, he’s a patient now.

“What did you do this time?” You asked and he rolled his eyes playfully.

“You're no fun dammit, always straight to the point.”

“You know me Halstead,” you replied. “So?”.

He shrugged nonchalantly. “Just a little cut while chasing a suspect, no big deal.”

Your gaze fell on his abdomen, at the level of his left side where you noticed a copious stain of blood. “Well let me be the judge since I’m the doctor. Lift your shirt up.”

His lips lifted into a mischievous grin and you rolled your eyes knowing where his mind had immediately gone. “If you want to undress me just say so Dr. Sunshine, there's no need for these excuses.”

He took off his shirt and you tried with every fiber of your being to try to maintain a composed and professional expression, trying not to look his abs and not to focus on the heat that was spreading through your body.

You swallowed the lump in your throat but you couldn't help but admire that Greek God laying in front of you. “You didn't need to take off your shirt Halstead.” You said in an amused tone before pulling up a chair and sitting next to the bed.

“Well, you know I'm a self-centered bastard,” he retorted and you rolled your eyes again as you began to examine the wound. “Plus I love the way you’re struggling not to jump on me right now.”

You flicked your gaze into his eyes, not responding but maintaining eye contact as he looked at you as if he wanted to undress you right then and there. The heat spreading through your body intensified and rose to your cheeks and you struggled to say anything because, damn, he was just telling the truth.

“J-just, let me do my job Halstead,” you murmured and cursed yourself for the way you stuttered. You looked away and back to his wound and he chuckled, probably aware of the effect it had on you.

You examined his wound. It was a stab wound and luckily it wasn't very deep so it only required a bit of disinfection and a couple of stitches. You took what you needed and sat next to Jay again, who continued to watch and examine your movements with meticulous attention.

“I'll numb the area so I can stitch you,” you said in a firm, professional tone of voice but refusing to look at him. You couldn't do it, not when his eyes were enough to make you a babbling mess.

You tried to maintain all the concentration you possessed, failing miserably as Jay was laying there in front of you with his shirt off.

You couldn't help but let your gaze travel down his abdomen, along his hips, the V-line disappearing into his boxers you so much wanted to trace with your tongue, the line of his underwear that slightly protruded from his pants.

He was so fucking hot and you were about to be burned.

Your breathing quickened even though you tried to keep yourself composed but this didn't escape Jay, who didn't take his eyes off you for even a second.

He carefully scanned your profile and features, the way your eyelids and eyelashes fluttered, the way your cheeks were flushed and he knew it was because of him, the way you were trying to avoid him even if you were attracted to him like a magnet.

“You're so beautiful Y/n, you know that?” he murmured before he could stop himself.

You almost dropped the pliers you were holding, taken aback by his words. You giggled, keeping your expression as neutral as possible even though that short and simple phrase had thrown you into a whirlwind of overwhelming emotions and sensations.

“And you know I’m your doctor right?”.

“Mmh just for now,” he replied “As soon as you're done you won't be anymore.”

“You're actually one of my most loyal patients.” You gave him an amused look, a smirk on your lips as you continued to stitch his wound. “Like I said, you're breaking every record so no, you can't make those comments it's very unethical of you.”

There was nothing ethical about Jay's sinful thoughts about you, but he didn't let them out at the time.

He laughed, never taking his eyes off you. “Since we see each other so often we’re more than just doctor/patient now, I’d say I have every right to tell you’re beautiful.”

“Stop it.” You gave him a fake disappointed look even if you were internally giggling like a little girl. “Am I hurting you? You feel anything?” You also asked but the smug expression on his face and the smirk on his lips had given you the answer you needed.

He shook his head. “Come to a date with me.”

Your heart started beating wildly, more than it already was since the first moment you say Jay laying on that bed. “Is this a question or an order?”.

“You want to tell me no?”.

“Jay, I need to focus.”

“That's not a no though, so I have some hope.”

You laughed, at the tenacity and cheekiness he was showing and to mask the nervousness you were feeling, God, you didn't know how long you could last before giving in.

After about ten minutes you finished suturing his wound and placed gauze over it, recommending him to disinfect it and change the gauze at least twice a day even though he did nothing but flirt with you.

You stood up and removed your gloves before throwing them into the bin along with the dirty gauze you had used earlier and disinfected your hands.

You glanced at Jay, noticing he had sat up in bed, still wonderfully bare-chested. For the second time you found yourself running your eyes over his frame, his broad shoulders, his muscular arms and toned chest.

That man oozed sex from every pore of his body and you no longer knew what to do to resist him.

“Why are you this far? I don't bite, you know.” He said with a wicked smile on his lips, not even trying to mask the way he was eye-fucking you.

You rolled your eyes for the thousand time and crossed your arms over your chest, remaining firm in your position even if with difficulty. You felt as if there was some kind of force pushing you towards him and as the minutes passed you were less and less able to fight it.

“Don't you have to go back to work?”.

“Not until you give me an answer.”

“About what?”.

“About the date.”

“You didn’t ask me though.”

“Well will come to a date with me?”.

You tried to suppress a chuckle but didn't answer, keep losing yourself in those two emeralds that were his eyes.

You didn't have to hesitate like that, you didn't even have to think about it. You were a doctor, he was your patient and there was nothing more immoral.

But then why didn't you say no? Why were you actually thinking about that?

Jay stood up and walked over you noticing your silence, standing a step away from you.

Still shirtless.

God please have some mercy on me.

You raised your head slightly so you could look in his eyes given your height difference, the words dying in your throat every time you tried to say something.

It was undeniable there was an attraction between you two that in one way or another always pushed you towards each other. It was undeniable that man made you feel things you hadn't felt in a long time.

You didn't know what he had done to you, what kind of witchcraft he had practiced on you since there had never even been anything between you. Sure, you flirted with him too, he shamelessly hit on you and sometimes you didn't even know if he was serious or just because of the way your relationship had turned, but you couldn't get him out of your mind.

“You're thinking about it, aren't you? I know you want it,” he whispered, lifting a hand and stroking your hair, moving a strand behind your ear as his eyes continued to admire and analyze every little feature of your face.

You let your arms drop to your sides, dumbfounded as his fingers caressed your skin so lightly his touch seemed unnoticeable. But you felt it all, you felt his touch in every corner of your body.

Your breathing quickened as your eyes alternated between his and his mouth, without even being able to stop yourself.

“We can't,” you whispered back.

“Why not? We both want it, I know it and you know it too.” He wet his lips with his tongue. “And the way you're looking at me now, fuck… I'm fighting every fiber of my body not to throw you on this bed and have my way with you. You can't deny it Y/n, you can’t deny what's going on between us.”

Before you knew it, your hands were resting on his chest, his skin hot under your fingers and his breathing visibly quickening under your touch. “And who tells me it's not just the thrill of conquest? That once I say yes you won't just disappear?”.

His hands cupped your face, his lips so close to yours they kept brushing each other. “I’m planning to do so many things to you that a lifetime won't be enough Y/n, you're not just a conquest. I want you.”

His thumb traced the outline of your bottom lip and your breath hitched, almost making you pass out at his feet.

God Jay what are you doing to me?

“You really think every time I'm here it's to see Will? Don't get me wrong, I love my brother but do you seriously think I'm here almost every day just to see him? Do you seriously think I would randomly find myself at Molly's every night whenever you're there? Do you think I’d let myself get stabbed just to have another excuse to come here and see you?”.

You pulled away from him, hitting him in the chest in disbelief. “Are you out of your goddamn mind?! I hope you're kidding.”

“Do you see me laughing? I'm not fucking kidding. I could’ve easily overpower that piece of shit but you got into my head so much that at that moment I just thought I had the perfect excuse to see you and be close to you. That's how fucking insane you make me Y/n. Please just give me a chance, I want you so bad,” he spoke, not caring about how desperate he sounded.

Now that he had said it out loud he realized how crazy he really was. But did he care? Absolutely not. He just wanted you to accept to go to that date.

“And it's not just wanting to have sex with you. I mean, God yes, you turn me one so much I would fuck you on every floor and surface of this hospital… But I want everything, I want to know every single part of you, the good and the bad, I want you to be mine, I want you to know me and I want to be yours.”

You sighed in frustration, the temperature of the room rising a degree with each passing second. How were you supposed to push him away?

“Tell me you don't want me and I'm leaving right now and you'll never hear from me again. Tell me you don't feel like this thing between us is consuming you too... Tell me,” he continued, brushing his nose with yours.

“You're so unprofessional Jay,” you whispered, trying so hard to fight the urge to give in but, fuck, you didn't think it would be this hard.

“Yeah so unprofessional. Now answer me.”

You sighed. “Jay I…”

“God you're so stubborn Dr. Sunshine, you really want to torture me until the end? Have mercy on me at least now that I'm… Shit,” he stopped, holding his side where he had been stabbed and letting out a cry of pain.

“Jay! Hey, what's going on? Talk to me please.”

“Fuck it hurts.”

“Here, let me help you. Sit down so I can take another look at you. Everything will be fine.”

You helped him sit on the edge of the bed, worried and thinking of every possible scenario imaginable like an internal bleeding.

But when he instead surrounded your hips under your white coat and pulled you towards him, making you settle between his legs, you understood that asshole was just faking it.

“You piece of shit! You've got me worried sick!” You exclaimed, hitting his shoulder harder this time. You tried to pull away from him but his grip was too tight around your waist.

He laughed, a cocky look on his face that only made you want to punch him. “Look at you so worried about me. Just as I thought.”

“You thought about what? That you’re an asshole?”.

“Yes I am,” he replied amused, “But also that all this facade you want to put up, all this resistance is fake. That you want me as much as I want you, so why do you keep fighting it so much?”.

“Because it’s unprofessional, I'm a doctor and you're my patient. We can't.”

“Of course we can.” His hands tightened around your waist, moving up your hips, distracting you and making you forget what you even wanted to say. “Like I said. Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t want me.”

You didn't answer, again.

You just looked at him and melted under his touch.

You didn't know what happened, it was like a switch had been turned on inside you.

All your rational thoughts and abilities left your mind as you grabbed his face and crashed your lips onto his.

You didn't want to resist anymore, especially since you weren’t strong enough. Let's be honest, it was a battle you already lost from the start.

You didn't want to live in fear of what might happen, hide behind the hypocrisy of 'unprofessionalism' because the truth was that you wanted that man more than anyone you had ever met in your life. The truth was, you couldn't look him in the eyes and tell him you didn't want him when just hearing his name made your heart beat wildly and your body lit up on fire.

Jay kissed you back, not even being able to explain how ardently and for how long he wanted that moment.

You parted your lips slightly and he immediately took the opportunity to slip his tongue in your mouth, deepening the kiss which was becoming more and more passionate, borderline pornographic.

His hands rested on your stomach and moved up your abdomen, grazing your breasts before settling on your shoulders. He hesitated and you nodded during the kiss, giving him permission to take off your white coat which fell to the floor next to your feet.

His hands then trailed down back to your ass which he squeezed and groped without any shame as you threaded your fingers through his hair, sighing into his mouth at the sensation.

If at first there was a thread of doubt that left you perplexed, after finally feeling his lips against yours, their taste, you knew there would never be a return from that point. You were deeply and inexorably lost for Jay Halstead.

Your heart was pounding as your body continued to press against his, as if you were both trying to suck out each other's souls.

You bit his lower lip and a small moan escaped him which immediately made you press your legs to each other, your insides twist and goosebumps on your skin. He slapped your ass in response, a gesture that turned you on more than you would ever admit.

“Fuck,” you whimpered, pulling him towards you.

“I'll take this as a yes?” He whispered the moment you both broke apart panting as you tried to catch your breath.

He slid his hands down your back, up your ass, your thighs, touching and caressing every inch of your body he could reach.

“What do you think?” You replied, one eyebrow raised.

“I can't even think right now to be honest, all the blood has rushed to my dick. It actually hurts a little, can you kiss it better?”.

“You’d really love it wouldn’t you?”.

“Oh you have no idea how many times I’ve imagined you kissing me better, especially my dick. This mouth of yours is haunting me princess.”

You chuckled – not mentioning how bad you wanted to do it – and he smiled back, feeling lighter, happier.

“Is tomorrow night okay?”.

“Tomorrow night? Are you kidding me? You really think I can last until tomorrow especially after you kissed me like that? No, there’s no chance. I want to see you tonight.”

“Oh Halstead, remember that patience is the virtue of the strong,” You smirked at him, caressing his shoulders. “See you tomorrow night detective.”

You gave him one last sweet kiss on the lips and picked up your white coat from the floor, then straightening out your wrinkled uniform. You winked at him before exiting the room, leaving him sitting on the edge of that bed with an erection in his pants he knew he’d struggle to keep at bay for the next twenty-four hours.

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Series

(Discontinued) I'm Already There (Bradshaw!Sister)

My Daughter, My Heart (Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader, OC!Elizabeth Taylor x Daughter!Reader)

Whisper in the Wind (Natasha Trace x OC!Benjamin Bradshaw, Natasha Trace x Daughter!Reader, OC!Benjamin Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x OC!Wife!Leah Winters)

Universes

A Forever Home (Grace Ryder x Daughter!Reader and Judd Ryder x Daughter!Reader, Grace Ryder x Judd Ryder)

Baby Bradford: A Little Fighter (Tim Bradford x Daughter!Reader, Lucy Chen x Tim Bradford)

Blizzard (IceMav x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x Iceman)

Littlest Halstead (Jay Halstead x Daughter!Reader)

Little Nash (Bobby Nash x Daughter!Reader)

Lil' Severide (Kelly Severide x Daughter!Reader)

Mini TK (TK Strand x Daughter!Reader, Carlos Reyes x Daughter!Reader, TK Strand x Carlos Reyes)

Our Little Girl (Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader, Jake Seresin x Bradley Bradshaw)

The Firehouse Miracle (Eddie Diaz x Daughter!Reader, Evan Buckley x Daughter!Reader, Eddie Diaz x Evan Buckley)

x Daughter!Reader

Top Gun

Maverick

Safe and Sound (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Mitchell!Reader)

Always Daddy’s Girl (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Light of His Life (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Maverick is a dad!? (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Crossing Paths (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, Penny Benjamin x Adopted!Daughter!Reader)

Always With You (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Maverick's Little Co-Pilot (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

A Father's Fury (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Night Ride Rescue (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Echoes of Talent (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

The Lost Keepsake (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

A Father's Comfort (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)

Love, Laughter, and Little Pranks (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, Penny Benjamin x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x Wife!Penny Benjamin)

Just Like Daddy (Maverick x Daguther!Reader, Penny Benjamin x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x Penny Benjamin)

Never Again (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, OC!Nichole Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x OC!Wife!Nichole Bradshaw

From Fear to Family (Maverick x Adopted!Daughter

Jake Seresin

Nightmares (Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader)

One Chicago

Kelly Severide

Daddy to the Rescue (Kelly Severide x Daughter!Reader)

A Home in His Heart (Kelly Severide x Foster-Adopted!Daughter!Reader)

911

Bobby Nash

Unspoken Reunion (Bobby Nash x Doctor!Daughter!Reader)

911 Lone Star

TK Strand

"911 what is your emergency?" (TK Strand x Daughter!Reader)

The Rookie

Tim Bradford

I'm Fine (Tim Bradford x Daughter!Reader)

Surprise at the Station (Tim Bradford x Shy!Adopted!Daughter!Reader)

x Sister!Reader

Top Gun

Bradley Bradshaw

Brotherly Love (Bradley Bradshaw x Sister!Reader)

The Sibling Connection (Bradley Bradshaw x Sister!Reader)

Jake Seresin

Together Against the World (Jake Seresin x Sister!Reader)

Heart to Break (Jake Seresin x Sister!Reader)

One Chicago

Connor Rhodes

Blood Ties, Broken Bonds (Connor Rhodes x Sister!Reader)

Fics

Top Gun

Bradley Bradshaw

Be Mine Forever (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Floyd!Pilot!Reader)

I Apologize (Bradley Bradshaw x Benjamin!Air Force Pilot!Reader)

A Flight of Insecurities (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Meet and Greet (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Behind Closed Doors (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Simpson!Reader)

Out in the Open (Bradley Bradshaw x Simpson!Reader)

Hearts on the Edge (Bradley Bradshaw x Wolfe!Reader)

My Brother's Wingman (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Seresin!Navy SEAL!Reader, Jake Seresin x Navy SEAL!Twin Sister!Reader)

Love's Second Chance (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Adopted!Mitchell!Reader)

From Fear to Forever (Bradley Bradshaw x Pilot!Seresin!Reader)

Intoxicated Confessions (Bradley Bradshaw x Pilot!Kerner!Reader)

Knight in a Hawaiian Shirt (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Shadow of Protection (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Jake Seresin

Surprise! (Jake Seresin x Best Friend!Reader)

Hangster

Doppelgänger (Hangster and Bradley Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader)

Dagger Squad

Fight for Freedom (Dagger Squad x Reader)

Learning to Love Again (Dagger Squad x Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Tangled Hearts (18+ MDNI) (Dagger Squad x Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)

Maverick

A Guarded Heart (Maverick x Reader)

One Chicago

Connor Rhodes

Heartbeat Promise (Connor Rhodes x Nurse!Halstead!Reader)

Unexpected Reunion (18+ MDNI) (Conor Rhodes x Assistant!Reader)

Emergency Love (Connor Rhodes x Paramedic!Severide!Reader)

Blazing Hearts (Connor Rhodes x Paramedic!Severide!Reader)

From Exes to Lovers (Connor Rhodes x Nurse!Reader)

Lovers Forever (18+ MDNI) (Connor Rhodes x Fiancée!Nurse!Reader)

Surgical Serenad (Connor Rhodes x Surgical Resident!Reader)

Will Halstead

Unspoken Desires (Will Halstead x Doctor!Reader)

Daniel Charles

A Hug to Remember (Platonic!Daniel Charles & Platonic!Oakley Finn)

Jay Halstead

Dispatched Love (Jay Halstead x Reader)

Antonio Dawson

Heartstrings Tangled (Antonio Dawson x Reader)

From Tough to Tender (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Reader)

Undercover Temptation (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Reader)

From Colleagues to Lovers (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

Gossip and Glances (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

Flirting with Risk (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

Love in Sickness (Antonio Dawson x Sick!Reader)

Undercover Desires (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Cop!Reader)

Shattered Lives, Mended Hearts (Antonio Dawson x Paramedic!Reader)

Drunken Confessions (Antonio Dawson x Halstead!Reader)

Fighting Fate (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

Love Conquers All (Antonio Dawson x Halstead!Twin Sister!Reader)

Lost in Lust (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader

Frostbitten Love (Antonio Dawson x Firefighter!Reader)

Undercover Seduction (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)

In the Line of Fire (Antonio Dawson x Reader)

Hank Voight

Snapshot of Justice (Hank Voight x Intelligence!Reader)

Blake Gallo

Two Hearts, One Firehouse (Blake Gallo x Severide!Reader)

Kelly Severide

Taming the Flame (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Sizzling Heat (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Heatwave of Emotions (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Broken Promises, Rekindled Flame (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Rhodes!Reader)

Ignited Desires (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Firefighter!Reader)

Flames of Courage (Kelly Severide x Firefighter!Reader)

Passionate Nights (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Reader)

Saving Grace (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Fiancée!Paramedic!Reader)

Fireside Romance (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Snowy Embrace (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Reader)

Beneath the Bubbles (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Reader)

Christopher Herrmann

Surgical Sparks (Christopher Herrmann x Surgeon!Wife!Reader)

The Rookie

Tim Bradford

Love's Wake-Up Call (Tim Bradford x Police Officer!Reader)

Love in the Moonlight (18+ MDNI) (Tim Bradford x Police Officer!Reader)

Late Night Confessions (18+ MDNI) (Tim Bradford x Evers!Lawyer!Reader)

Unraveling Desires (Tim Bradford x Police K-9 Officer!Wife!Reader)

Forever Yours (18+ MDNI) (Tim Bradford x Reader)

Bulletproof Love (Tim Bradford x Reader)

911

Bobby Nash

Surprises and Smiles (Bobby Nash x Wife!Reader)

911 Lone Star

Owen Strand

Love and Homemade Treats (Owen Strand x Wife!Reader)

Crossovers

Fight to Survive (9-1-1 x Criminal Minds) (Evan Buckley x Nash!FBI!Reader)

Burning Jealousy (One Chicago x The Rookie) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)

Love in the Danger Zone (One Chicago x Top Gun Maverick) (Bradley Bradshaw x Halstead!Pilot!Reader and Kelly Severide x Halstead!Pilot!Reader)

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“Tell them how you screwed up." - Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader

Pairing : Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader

Prompt : “Tell them how you screwed up." 🍰

Warnings : I don't think there are any? :)

Summary : baking a cake with Jay for the units Christmas party doesn't go as planned 

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It was a very bad idea- agreeing to bake a cake with your boyfriend was a horrible idea. The number one reason being: none of you knew how to make a cake. So it was quite literally a recipe for a big disaster.

You were both currently standing in the kitchen you shared, looking over the recipe- it was a simple vanilla cake, with some Christmas decorations.

Earlier Jay had gone to the store to buy the ingredients needed, and when he came back he couldn't stop complaining about how he couldn't find any of the ingredients, so he had to ask for some help from one of the workers there. Even after you had offered to go with him. But Jay being Jay, he was very stubborn and he always wanted to do it on his own.

Looking over the recipe one more time you tried to focus on reading it, instead of glancing at Jay who was currently playing on the floor with Maxie- your golden retriever puppy. They both looked so adorable and hearing Jay do the baby voice while speaking to Maxie, you tried to stifle your laughter at how adorable he was being.

“I can hear you laughing, Y/n.” Jay said while grinning at you. 

“It's not my fault you're being so adorable.” You replied, while biting your lip to hide a smile. He just shook his head in response and went back to playing with Maxie.

 

After a while, Jay got up from the floor and started helping you out by mixing the ingredients together, while you looked over the recipe again and started looking at the ingredients needed for the frosting and decorations. “Okay what do we need next?” Jay asked, looking over at you. 

“We just need eggs and sugar and that's it.” You replied, glancing over at him. He was wearing a massive smile on his face and his cheeks were all rosy and his eyes were sparkling with joy.

 

After a while the batter was done and now the cake was in the oven. Slowly you both started to clean up. Until you saw how Jay’s eyes were sparkling with mischief- which meant trouble. 

“Okay so that's done. Can we bake some cookies after this cake is done?” Jay asked with a massive grin. “Of course we can, but let's just focus on-” 

Before you could finish, you felt Jay throw flour at you. Gasping in shock you look at him in fake annoyance. “You just started a war, Halstead.” You replied with a mischievous grin before also throwing some flour at him.

Soon that evolved into a big flour fight and by the end of it, the whole kitchen was covered in flour and so were you and Jay. But you didn't really care that much, since you were both laughing to the point of tears and having a lot of fun.

Your laughter was interrupted by the smoke alarm. Which meant the cake was now burnt, since you hadn't heard the timer going off. Jay quickly pulled out the burnt cake out of the oven, while you opened a few windows to let the smoke out.

“Well that didn't work out.” Jay said, looking over to you with a smile. “It's fine, we can always make another one-” You said with a small smile. “But now our biggest problem is finding something to bake fast since the Christmas party is in 2 hours.”

Jay just bursted into laughter again. “Well that was a fun experience. How about we make a deal?” He asked, looking over to you. “So what's the deal Halstead?” You grinned in response. 

“I clean up the kitchen, while you shower and then we can figure out something that we can make fast together-” Jay smiles at you. 

“Sounds fair to me.” You said shrugging with a grin before pressing a small kiss to his lips and heading to the bathroom to shower.

After your shower, you walked into the kitchen that Jay had managed to clean up. “Jay, where are you?” You called walking towards the living room. “Shower!” He yelled back from the second bathroom.

When Jay walked out of the bathroom, you both started to make some cookies quickly. But this time without any flour fights. While the cookies were baking, you both danced around to your shared playlist while laughing and joking around. Your stomach even started to hurt from all the laughter.

A while later, you and Jay were getting ready to leave for the District for the Christmas party. Soon after arriving, you said hi to everyone and placed the baked cookies on a table. After everyone sat down, the unit started exchanging funny stories with each other. 

“C'mon tell them what you did Y/n.” Jay said jokingly to you. You laughed and replied “Me? Tell them how you screwed up." You said jokingly, while referring to what happened earlier with the flour fight. 

Everyone burst into laughter after you explained what had happened earlier. Looking over to Jay you smiled and reached over to kiss his cheek softly. “I love you Y/n/n.” He said with a small grin and red cheeks. “I love you too Jay.” You smiled back, pressing another small kiss to his lips.

This Christmas party turned out better than you could've expected. Even if baking the cake never worked out.

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Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader

TW: main theme of eating disorders, reader has a panic attack

Requested by: @sorry-i-spaced

You walked into the bullpen, settling down at your desk for the day. You'd gotten there fairly early, early enough to be the only one there, aside from Adam. Seeing as he'd been having issues at home, he seemed to spend more and more time at work. You nodded to him. "Hey Adam, good morning."

"Morning, (Y/N)," he responded, humming as he looked up from the computer. "You're in early."

You shrugged. "I could say the same thing about you." You shook your head, getting logged on to the computer and working on some reports you had in your desk tray.

A few moments later, Adam scoffed at something on his computer, making your eyes jump up to him. He looked to you. "You see these new dieting trends?"

You took in a short breath, but shook your head, trying to play it off as you looked back down. "No, I don't follow that stuff."

Anymore.

Sometimes you missed it, in a way. You didn't miss the suffering, the growl of your empty belly, or the feeling of eating only lettuce for lunch. But you missed feeling skinny. You missed being able to fit in a size 2 pant and an XS tshirt. You missed getting compliments, people asking if you'd lost weight, and bonding with people over it. It was so unhealthy, and yet, you'd made multiple 'friends' that way.

"It says here a juice clense and intermittent fasting can help you lose twenty pounds within a month. That's insane!" Adam laughed.

"Yeah," you mumbled, trying to seem as disinterested as possible. You remembered all of your therapy techniquies, trying to calm yourself down and tune Adam out. He dropped it for a while, just scoffing at his computer every now and then as he seemed to deep-dive on some articles. Obviously, he had too much time on his hands. You wished Voight was there to assign the man some work.

An hour or so later, the others started to pile in. Hailey arrived and so did Antonio, the two of them chatting about boxing or something of the like. You hadn't really been paying attention, until Adam spoke up again. "Hey, guys, look what we found earlier."

We? No, not we. You.

You huffed, trying not to let Adam get to you. It was just a touchy subject. It wasn't his fault, he didn't know, but it hurt you nevertheless. You just wanted the conversation to be over.

"Juice clense and fasting?" Antonio shook his head. "Nah, they got it all wrong. If you're going to diet, you have to go Keto."

"Antonio, that's so 2009," Adam mocked, rolling his eyes.

"Hey, Laura was on it for a while," he shrugged. "I think she lost a few pounds, but she gave it up after a while. It's hard to just cut out certain things."

"How about we cut out this conversation?" You growled from your desk, not looking up. "Bad for your health."

"Yo, (Y/N), what's your problem?" Adam asked, all three of them looking to you. "Not like we're actually doing it. Just talking."

"Yeah, well, some people do it. It's not funny, either." You looked up with the hardest glare you could muster, hoping your eyes weren't glossed over with tears.

Hailey, who hadn't truly joined the conversation until now, looked to Adam. "She's right, you shouldn't even be looking at that stuff at work. They're all gossip articles." She shrugged and moved to her own desk to get busy. Anotnio went to his own desk too, leaving Adam alone with your glare.

Jay walked in just a moment after, looking around at the silence in the bullpen, then sitting at his own desk. Kim and Kevin soon followed suit, walking in and chatting about some new trend on TikTok. You ignored everyone, just keeping your head down and finishing your case reports. Then, you went to the bathroom. When you came back, you could hear Adam talking to Hailey about you, wondering what was the issue.

Since you'd been dating Jay, Hailey had become like a sister to you. Hailey was practically ignoring Adam's asks. "Come on, Hailey, what's her problem today? She's been grumpy since she came in. Jay? Did you not satify her last night or something?"

"That's enough, Adam," Hailey huffed, shaking her head. "I don't know what's going on, but it's obviously none of our business if she didn't tell us. Drop it."

"Adam, dude, shut up for once in your life," Jay chimed in, shaking his head. "Just let it be. If you pissed her off, she'll come talk to you later."

"Dude, what did I do? All I wanted was to make conversation," Adam huffed. "Why did she come in so early anyways, huh? Did you piss her off first and she's taking it out on me?"

Jay stood from his desk. "Alright, shut up right now, Ruzek, or I'll lay you out in the middle of the bullpen."

Adam stood from his desk, huffing. "Yeah, I'd like to see you try, Halstead."

"Alright, that's enough," Antonio said, standing himself. "I'll lay the both of you out on your asses if you don't both sit down and shut up." He shook his head. "Ruzek, why don't you go check on this?" Finally, someone had found Ruzek something to do. You thanked your lucky stars Antonio was there. He had always stood up for you, even if you weren't close friends. Antonio handed Adam a paper with about twenty names. "Take Kevin with you."

Kevin looked up. "Hey, what did I do to deserve that?"

"Nothing," Anotnio said with a shrug. "It's not a punishment for you. Just go, now."

The two men looked at one another, then left together down the stairs. You sighed in soft relief, still standing against the doorway back into the bullpen. You looked at the four people left, nodding as Hailey met your gaze. You sat back down at your desk as if nothing had happened. You were relieved not only to have some peace and quiet, but to have the instigator removed. Adam wasn't a bad guy, but he was definitely still immature, being practically the youngest on the team. He didn't know how to pick up on social cues the way Hailey or Antonio did. It was his biggest downfall.

Some time later, Voight came into the office, having been at a ComStat meeting all morning. He looked around, seeing the silence, then hummed as he shoved his hands in his pockets. "So, I'm two officers down and the rest of you are silent? What's going on?"

Antonio looked up. "I sent them out to drop anchor on some streets we suspect trafficking patterns run through. Do we have a case?"

"No," Voight said, humming and looking to you, Jay, Hailey, and Kim. "What about the rest of you?"

"Finishing some reports, Sarge," Jay said, motioning to the stack on his desk.

"I'm helping with that," Hailey confirmed.

"Filing," Kim said from the filing cabinets near Antonio.

"I just finished my reports a few mintures ago," you said with a shrug. "If there's anything I can help with, let me know."

Voight hummed, then nodded and walked through to his office, motioning Antonio with him. The two shut the office door and talked, but they couldn't be heard behind the wood and glass encasing Voight's desk. You hummed and moved over to Jay's desk. "Need another hand?"

Jay hummed. "No, I think we've got it." Kim moved past the two of you to hit the restroom, leaving you and Jay and Hailey in the bullpen alone. "You okay?" Jay asked softly. "Listen, I know with this morning and everything, and I don't know what Ruzek did but-"

"It's fine," you cut him off with a soft sigh. You hadn't wanted conversation, you'd wanted work.

"It doesn't seem fine," Jay protested, putting a gentle hand on yours. "And about this morning-"

"You wouldn't understand," you mumbled, pulling your hand away. You didn't want to talk about the morning or about Adam. You just wanted to distract yourself.

Jay thought for a moment, ready to protest before realization washed over his face. "Oh... Did Adam say something about your body?"

"No, no, he..." You sighed. "It's fine. It's all fine, Jay."

"He was talking about some new diet fads or something," Hailey chimed in softly, meeting Jay's eyes and giving him a look.

Jay nodded to Hailey, then looked back to you. "You sure you don't want to talk about it?"

You shook your head and went back to your desk, trying to work on your therapy techniques again, then left your desk to go to the locker room without a word.

-

"(Y/N)," Jay said softly, a soft hand placed on your cheek. He ran his thumb over your cheekbone, which was fairly prominent. You pulled away slightly.

"S-Stop, you'll ruin my makeup."

"You don't need the makeup or the diet. You are beautiful."

"You'll never understand, Jay. Society just doesn't treat men the same way." You sighed wiping the tears from your eyes as you pulled on the pants. You'd been trying to get into the size 0 pants for as long as you could remember, and it was frustrating you that you couldn't get them completely on or buttoned.

"This isn't healthy for you, (Y/N). You don't need to be a size 0 to earn my love."

You let out a scream of frustration when you couldn't pull the pants up all the way. "Fuck! I'm just not losing enough weight!"

"(Y/N), please, please listen to me," Jay begged, walking over and prying your hands off the jeans. "This isn't healthy. You're not healthy. Please, stop trying to be like this. I love you, and I always will no matter what. You could be a size 100 and I would still love you."

You clung to the jeans like they were your life force, but when Jay finally got your hands off them, you hit his chest, then clung to him, sinking into his arms and to the ground. He knelt with you, holding you tightly to his chest, stroking your hair and rocking you slowly.

"I hate myself..." you mumbled. "I hate my body... I'm not skinny enough..."

"That's not true," Jay whispered in reply. "Your body doesn't define who you are... Running ten miles a day and starving yourself isn't healthy. If you don't stop, you won't have a body to hate, and I won't have anyone to give my love to."

You sobbed into his shoulder, still clenching fistfulls of his shirt. Finally, he coaxed you out of the state you were in, took the pants off you, and helped you into some sweatpants that were a size 4, which were big on you at that point. He picked you up with concerning ease and took you to the living room, settling you down and kissing your face. A bit later, he brought in some food he'd made, some chicken and gravy and biscuts with vegetables mixed in. Then, he sat beside you and handed you a small plateful. As much as he wanted to give you a normal or even large portion, he knew it wouldn't be right. He knew you had to start small. "Here," he said softly. 
"You don't have to eat all of it, but can you please at least eat a few bites?"

You sighed, but nodded. Jay had been so gentle with you and never really frustrated. He hadn't seen how bad it was until you'd started dating a few weeks back. It hurt him to see you like this, you could see it in his eyes, but you didn't know any different. High school had ruined you, and you'd been spiraling out of control since then. You took a bite of the delicious food Jay had made. You had to force yourself to do it, but the smile that came to his face when you did was more than enough to get you to take another. You loved him, truly, and wanted to get better, for him.

-

You sighed as you sat in the locker room, trying to keep yourself from crying too loudly. It had gotten to you. You now wore a size 8, and were in a generally healthy state. Sometimes you'd forget to eat or skip meals because you were working, but Jay always made sure to catch you if that happened.

You were terrified now, because the fight that morning had really hurt you and then you'd taken it out on Adam. It wasn't his fault, but he had triggered a fight or flight within you. You swallowed hard and tried to breathe, feeling a panic attack coming on. You moved to the wall shakily and sat down, just in case you passed out. You tried to control your breathing, breaking out into sobs.

-

"(Y/N), it's been forever since we had a night out. Come on, let me take you out to a fancy restaurant or something."

"Jay, I hate fancy restaurants." You rolled your eyes with a small huff. "What's wrong with having a night in?"

"We just go to work and come home. We never go out together."

"We go to Molly's all the time. More than I'd like to. I'm practically an alcoholic because of you, and it makes me gain more weight." You huffed and turned from the counter to look at him. "I never drank before I met you. Now we're there like every other night. Sometimes more."

"Well, yeah, because we never go anywhere or do anything. I can't be cooped up all the time."

You shrugged. "Then go out and do things. I don't see the problem."

"The problem is I'm not doing them with you. I want to do things with you, (Y/N)."

“And you know I hate going out. People look at me funny.”

“No they don’t!” Jay raised his voice at you. “And even if they were, you know I’m here for you! I’d never let anyone get away with hurting you!”

“Jay!” You yelled, huffing again. “I’m too fat to ever look good going out! I don’t want to go to some fancy restaurant and wear a dress! My makeup never looks right and I look dumb!” You slammed down the plate with your toast on it, shaking your head. “Forget this! I can't eat breakfast in peace even if I wanted to!” You grabbed your jacket, badge and keys, leaving from Jay’s apartment, despite his protests and apologies. You ignored him, then left for the district, the only other place you felt safe outside of your own apartment.

-

You tried to breathe deeply, but it was so hard. Between your fight with Jay and the ordeal with Adam, you just wanted to shrink into a ball and disappear. You sobbed, trying to keep yourself quiet as you spiraled into your own mind and thoughts.

Suddenly, there was a hand gripping your arm. "Breathe, breathe, (Y/N)," came a familiar woman's voice. You looked up, seeing Hailey through your tears. "Breathe in, as deep as you can. Come on, I've got you."

You breathed in as deeply as possible, but it wasn't deep enough. You breathed out, but back in fairly quickly, trying to catch that deep breath you desparately needed.

"Good, good," Hailey cooed. "Good, (Y/N), breathe."

With Hailey's help, you calmed down within a few minutes. You were able to breathe again, although your head was spinning. You looked up at Hailey, who simply held you by the shoulders now. You sniffled and nodded to her. "Thanks..." you mumbled.

"(Y/N), I've never seen you like this. What's going on? What happened this morning?"

You swallowed hard, getting up with her help and steadying yourself. You sighed, shaking your head. "Jay and I... We're just different. I don't like to be around people, you know? Not in public or at fancy places. I just want to be with him or my friends, like you. People I know won't judge me..." You shrugged.

"Judge you for what?"

Tears came back to your eyes as you wrapped your arms around yourself. "For... For my body..." you mumbled.

"What do you mean, (Y/N)? None of us would judge you based on how you look."

"I-I was really bad for a while... Before I met Jay, and before he helped me get into intelligence... Before I met you..." You sighed shakily, looking to Hailey. "I just... I had a really bad disorder..."

Hailey seemed to understand a bit, nodding. "We would never think of you as anything less than what you are: smart, confident, beautiful. I know Jay feels that way, and so does everyone else in the unit."

"It's all fake," you mumbled.

"Fake it until you make it," Hailey replied with a hike of her shoulders. "Maybe you can compromise with Jay on this. He wants to go out, you want to stay in, maybe there's some kind of middle ground."

"Like what?"

She hummed, thinking for a moment before nodding. "I'll tell Jay what I'm thinking, and you give it a chance, okay?"

You looked to Hailey, skeptical of whatever it was, but nodded. "Alright..."

"And about Adam?"

You sighed. "I was... I was stressed from this morning with Jay and on top of that, he was talking about diet culture and... Those were the types of articles I read about in tabloids in high school... You know, the fads? I didn't... I couldn't listen to that. After this morning, I-I just wanted to leave and be safe, and then I felt attacked again, like temptation to go back to that place... I don't know... It just hit somewhere too close to my soul." You sighed. "I'll apologize when I see him next, I-I just couldn't take his constant talking this morning."

"Hey, we all have a hard time tolerating him on a regular basis, let alone with you going through something like this. You don't have to apologize; you were only defending yourself."

You shrugged again. "I was still mean. I'll apologize and just tell him it bothers me."

"Okay," Hailey said with a small nod. "Alright. Do you need another minute?"

"No, I'm good." You stood, wiping your face and then taking a deep breath.

.

Adam and Kevin came back in after lunchtime. You hadn't moved from your desk for lunch but, like most days, Jay had left with Hailey to get lunch and come back with a to-go container with a small meal in it. Jay walked in and set it on your desk, then leaned down and gave you a small kiss to your temple before returning to his desk without a word. You nodded a small thanks as you looked up at him, then your eyes returned to your paperwork. You typically did this, either ate in the office or not at all. You used to leave the office to eat in your car, but as you gained relationship with the team, you became more comfortable eating lunch around them.

After Jay came in and everything was settled, everyone went back to their respective "busy work," seeing as there just wasn't a case to handle that day. Even Sergeant Voight looked bored, eyes glazed over as he stared at the computer in his office.

You looked up to Adam, waiting for the right time. He looked up and caught your eyes, you silently nodding to him and getting up, moving toward the interrogation rooms. As you moved into the viewing room, Adam was on your heels. "Hey, look, (Y/N), what happened this morning-"

You shushed him, shaking your head with a soft sigh. "I wanted to apologize. I was very rude toward you. It's just that... Things... Things like that bother me. Stuff about eating and diet culture and that kind of stuff... I just don't like it, okay?"

Adam's eyes softened a little as he looked at you. "(Y/N), I'm sorry, I had no idea."

"I was taking my anger out on you this morning, and it wasn't right, and I am very sorry, Adam. Look, you're a good guy and I shouldn't have been so rude to you, no matter what I felt."

Adam nodded and put a soft hand on your shoulder. "I'm sorry too, I didn't realize it was making you upset. I need to do better with that stuff. I shouldn't have been talking about it, and I won't again. I understand now that it's a touchy subject for you. I didn't mean to upset you. Again, I'm sorry."

You nodded and offered a small smile. "I'm glad it's all okay now."

"Me too." He pulled you into a short embrace, squeezing you softly. "And hey, for what it's worth, you look nice today."

You laughed, snorting a little at his remark. "Is that all, Ruzek?" You punched his shoulder. "Get out of here."

He chuckled and put his hands up, walking backwards and out the door, back toward the bullpen. You took the chance to use the bathroom before going back as well, sitting at your desk and finishing up your tasks while eating your lunch.

-

When the day came to a close, you stood and grabbed your jacket, looking to Jay as he approached your desk. "Hey," he said softly, low enough that the others wouldn't be able to hear. "Let's get out of here. We'll make a stop at your place, then I want to take you somewhere."

You sighed a little at the thought, glancing to Hailey who smiled and nodded at you, then looking back to Jay. His puppy-dog eyes pleaded you to say yes. You finally nodded. "Alright. You can follow me home. I'll just park and change, then I'll be back out to meet you."

"Perfect, I'll stop at my place on the way to grab a few things and meet you there." Jay smiled softly, glad you'd agreed to it.

.

When you got into Jay's truck outside your house, you hummed. "So, what is Hailey's crazy plan this time?"

Jay smiled and shook his head. "It's a surprise. I can't tell you yet."

You looked to him. "You're not taking me anywhere fancy, are you? Cause I dressed in sweats for a reason."

He laughed, looking over at you and grabbing your hand. "I would take you anywhere in sweats. You're beautiful no matter what."

You couldn't help but smile, bringing his hand up to your mouth and kissing his knuckles. Despite your disagreements, you loved Jay with your whole heart. No argument, despite how much it affected you, would ever change the love you held for him. He pulled your hand toward him as he drove, reciprocating the kiss to your knuckles. You smiled again, moving across the center console to lean against him. You just wanted to be close to him, and you hoped wherever he was taking you would allow you to do that.

You rode beside Jay in gentle silence for a while as he finally turned into a fast food place. You furrowed your eyebrows, sitting up in your seat and looking up at him. "A fast food place?"

"This isn't our final stop, just stay here a second." He got out of the truck, leaving you inside. Truthfully, you were fine with being in the truck as opposed to inside the store, but you missed Jay's warmth sitting beside you. In his place, you turned on the heater and let the vents circulate hot air into the car. You hummed at the warmth, closing your eyes and leaning your head back. Jay came back about ten minutes later, a bag in hand. He set it in the back set before getting in and kissing your cheek. "Alright, ready?"

"Yeah," you replied, still soaking in the heat. Jay rolled down his window, allowing you to keep the heat on while he stayed a bit cooler. You didn't mind, as it also circulated in some fresh air. It was nearly fall, so the nights were getting cooler, but not cold yet.

Some time later, you noticed Jay had taken you to the outskirts of the city. He parked his truck at a local park, away from the hustle and bustle. You furrowed your brow as he turned off the truck, the heat leaving you. You looked to him for an explanation, but he didn't say anything. He simply smiled as he got out, moving to your side to help you out (which you didn't need, but it wasn't unwelcomed). He then helped you up onto the bed of the truck, following. He had a goofy grin on his face as he laid out several pillows and blankets, enough for the both of you to be comfortable and warm. Then, he grabbed the food from the cab and laid it out, helping you to sit down. "Ta-da," he said with a small grin.

You couldn't help but smile at his smile, shaking your head. "A truck bed dinner and cuddling?"

"This way, we're alone and can eat and lay here in peace, together, but we're also not at home."

You hummed. "Hailey is a genius."

He laughed and nodded. "Yeah, she's pretty great for coming up with this one. And best part is, we can go anywhere, so I'll never get tired of being in the same place, but you'll always be comfortable."

You smiled again, this time wider. "Yeah, this is perfect."

"I'm glad you think so." He motioned to dinner. "Now eat, and then we can lay back and watch the stars."

You scooched over to be closer to him, leaning into his side as you ate, humming. "It's perfect, Jay."

He rubbed your back, kissing the top of your head. "Anything for you, beautiful."

[enretrogue]

𝗠𝗔𝗬 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦 (𝟮)

.☘︎ ݁˖ = BLACK/POC WORKS | 23' FIC RECS M.LIST

ONE CHICAGO

KEVIN ATWATER

Badge of Honor — @keanureevesisbae

Torments — @proceduralpassion .☘︎ ݁˖

I’ll Be Seeing You — @proceduralpassion .☘︎ ݁˖

Just One Round — @yaachtynoboat711 .☘︎ ݁˖

Coffee Bae — @yaachtynoboat711 .☘︎ ݁˖

Can We Talk — @yaachtynoboat711 .☘︎ ݁˖

S.O.S. — @darqchilddaydreamz .☘︎ ݁˖

I Got You — @darqchilddaydreamz .☘︎ ݁˖

Daddy Kink — @strwbrrykss

Nothin’ I Wouldn’t Do For You — @libraryofloveletters

Won’t You Be Mine?— @ssahotchswifemain

Smoothie — @reelwriter19 .☘︎ ݁˖

Say It — @blackmissfrizzle .☘︎ ݁˖

Doctor’s Visit (Drabble) — @blackmissfrizzle .☘︎ ݁˖

Lucky Ones — @blackmissfrizzle .☘︎ ݁˖

Ready — @blackmissfrizzle .☘︎ ݁˖

CONNOR RHODES

Lunch — @collecting-stories

Model Husband — @deanstead

Money, Money, Money — @poppadom0912

Vows — @deanstead

In The Dark — @bullet-prooflove

JAY HALSTEAD

My Blessings — @halsteadlover

Mine — @onechicagolife

What Are You Doing? — @themultifandomgal

Never Been So Scared — @dlmlufics

Med Students — @poppadom0912

I’m Late — @dlmlufics

Domestic — @lily174

I’ll Look Out For You — @lily174

Birthday Surprise — @dlmlufics

I Promised You Forever — @dlmlufics

The Sister Halstead Materlist — @citygirlcharlotte

Baby Halstead — @dlmlufics

Mrs. Detective Jay Halstead — @dlmlufics

HANK VOIGHT

Keep You Safe — @poisonedjoinery

Filthy Secrets — @poisonedjoinery

Sweet Little Thing — @poisonedjoinery

The Family We Chose — @procrastinatorimagines

Hank x Deaf!Fem!Reader — @keanureevesisbae

Is That My Shirt? — @one-sweet-gubler

Slow And Steady — @smaoineamhsalach

Accidental First Kiss — @libraryofloveletters

TLOU

ABBY ANDERSON

Anything But Me (+ Ellie Williams) ⎢ Part 2 — @seattlesellie

Abby x Ticklish!Reader — @lolasimms

First Kiss — @millerssurora

Sleepy Lovemaking w/ Abby — @lolasimms

Scumbag!Abby — @canaidliafail

Uncharted Territory — @sweetercalypso

Abby Being Sweet w/ Crybaby!Reader — @sweetercalypso

Stressed Out — @ourautumn86

Tea Parties and Mockery — @lolasimms

Espresso and Hand Holding — @lolasimms

Abby and Reader w/ Toddler Twins — @lolasimms

Girl Mom!Abby x Black!Reader ⎢ More HCs — @theendofevangelionnn .☘︎ ݁˖

At Least I Got You In My Head ⎢ 1 ⎢ 2 ⎢ 2.5 ⎢ 3 — @whatwouldsylwrite

Camgirl!Reader x Camgirl!Abby — @deblklesb

Abby Making A Sextape With You— @deblklesb

Soft Ridges — @elsfairy

Discovering The Mommy Kink — @hope-drunk

The Late Shift — @pinknightsinmymind

Tan Lines — @sweetercalypso

Look, Wild Cherries! — @s-4pphics .☘︎ ݁˖

Sexting w/ GF!Abby — @ourautumn86

Jealous Sex w/ Basketball!Abby — @elsweetheart

Morning Routine — @lolasimms

Abby Teasing You — @strawberryjamheart

Stay Grounded ⎢ 4 ⎢ 5 ⎢ 6 — @canaidliafail

Deep End — @angelkissiies

Stubborn — @darlingmisa

It’s Gonna Kill Me — @fleshwaters

Abby Anderson NSFW HCs — @pinknightsinmymind

Size Kink w/ Abby — @seattlesellie

Mom!Abby HCs — @lolasimms

Abby Helps You Squirt — @sweet-lover-girl

Mornings — @pinknightsinmymind

Wife!Abby and Reader ⎢ Part Two — @lolasimms

Modern AU: GF!Abby HCs ⎢ Part 2 — @hyperfixatesnwrites

What? Like It’s Hard? — @angelkissiies

Try Something New — @toasty-melons

Lemon Color, Honey Glow — @girldreaming

Munch! — @ourautumn86

Being Modern!Abby’s Girlfriend — @hope-drunk

Rugby Player!Abby — @abbysgirlx

Cooking For Abby — @darlingmisa

Hockey!Abby — @millersaurora

Serene — @elsfairy

Talk You Through It — @pinknightsinmymind

Text Messages (+ Ellie and Dina) — @onestopfanficshop

[sjhhemmings]

$50 please.

greg ‘mouse’ gerwitz x fem!reader

a/n: HAPPY NEW YEAR 🎆

warnings: alcohol, kissing, fluff

“You know what? I’m gonna do it.” You say confidently as you throw back another shot.

“Oh, Y/N, that’s not what I-” Erin begins but stops as she sees you’ve already walked away.

“Too late. It’s time to let her go.” Adam says half teasing half seriously.

“They grow up so fast don’t they?” Alvin adds pretending to wipe a tear from under his eye.

The group of colleagues from Chicago PD’s intelligence unit sat back and watched as their shy, introverted, and currently drunk intern walked up to their tech guy.

“$20 she chickens out.” Adam spoke up again as they all wait in anticipation for what’s about to happen.

“$50 she doesn’t.” Kim says with faith.

Running a hand through your hair as you approach your long time office crush, you notice the all too familiar nervous feeling enter your stomach. Not today. Quickly grabbing another shot from a random person at the bar, the burn that rolls down your throat was exactly what you needed. Taking another breath you continue on your original path.

“Mouse,” you say catching both his and Detective Halstead’s attention once you approach them at the bar.

“Y/N, hi-” he says before being quickly interrupted with your lips on his.

After a few seconds without him kissing you back, you pull away.

Pressing a few fingers against your lips as you cannot believe what you’ve just done, you look at Mouse’s shocked expression with blushing cheeks and wide eyes.

“I-I’m sorry. That was a mistake. I- um. excuse me.” You say embarrassed as ever and walking away.

“Y/N, wait.” He says grabbing your arm opting for you turn around.

“No, I get it. Can we just pretend this never happened?” You ask overwhelmed with regret.

Cupping your face with both of his hands, Mouse places one of the most delicate pecks on your lips only parting slightly before you pull him in again, this time more aggressive.

Finally pulling away when someone clears their throat, you touch your lips again but this time with lust.

“Do you want to get out of here?” He asks with his hands still on your face.

“You read my mind.”

*Everyone’s reactions*

Erin: “Well, that turned out better than I expected.”

Adam: “I feel like I’m witnessing something I shouldn’t, but I can’t tear my eyes away.”

Kim: *clears throat*, “$50 please.”

Jay: “Atta boy.”

[sheetsonfire]

Your Hand In Mine

Fandom: Chicago PD / Chicago Med

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Fem Reader

Genre: romance, fluff, drama

Warnings: fainting, sickness, pregnancy, hospital tests

Word Count: 5153

katehalstead34 asked: Hello, do you think you can do one where Jay Halstead is dating Reader who is about 23 years old and Jay is about 37 years old that the two of them have been in a relationship for 2 years and in the precinct they already knew her when Reader goes to visit when she arrives upstairs and she greets everyone and spends time with them until when she gets up to leave she gets dizzy and everyone notices that and when they get close to her she faints and jay catches her in time for her to fall to the floor and everyone gets worried and Jay quickly He picks her up and takes her to the med and asks her brother to take care of her and they discover that she is about 3 months pregnant

A/N: I hope you don’t mind but I wanted to alter the ages just a touch, reader is 26 and Jay is 37. I just wanted the reader to be a little bit older when they met :)

-

Sometimes it was hard for the Halstead brothers to agree on what to watch at the movies, often one of them if not both would get picky about the accuracy of an injury, a fight scene, a chase…anything that involved medicine or crime made it difficult to enjoy something for what it was. However, on one such night, they had put their pickiness aside and decided to enjoy a night out together, one that wasn’t just them being slugs on the couch watching hockey and drinking beer.

That’s how they had found themselves in a midnight screening of The Conjuring two years ago, a screening that you happened to be at with your boyfriend of the time. You hadn’t paid too much attention to the two brothers at first, giving them courteous smiles as they shimmied past you to get to their seats. You had caught Jay’s eyes briefly, noticing how pretty he was even in the dimmed light of the dark room, sitting back down as you caught a whiff of his aftershave - something you silently enjoyed to yourself.

The thing was, despite being with your “boyfriend”, that particular relationship had been on its last legs, at the age of 23 it was a fast track to learning what you should and shouldn't accept in a relationship.

You had come to realise that Damian only enjoyed being with someone for the purposes of emotional control and someone to do his bidding, two things that you had had just about enough of. In fact, you had plans to break up with him the following day, simply using this one last outing to have someone to go to the midnight screening with.

However, almost 30 minutes into the film, you were on your last nerve when Damian, for the thousandth time since the adverts, had pulled out his phone to look at a text and answer whoever was on the other end.

You gave him a slight elbow to the ribs and glared at him, it was obvious what the issue was and yet he simply returned your look with disgust and incredulity. It only added to the sinking feeling that in the last few months he hadn't just been preoccupied with friends, it was almost certainly someone else on the side.

So there you were, sat in the dark of the theatre, begging your companion to put the phone away and stop drawing attention to the both of you. You had already thrown an apologetic smile Jay and Will’s way, to which they had returned awkward understanding looks, knowing it wasn’t you committing the social crime of poor phone etiquette during a movie.

You had leaned over to quietly hiss in your boyfriend’s ear, “Damian, stop it, it’s rude.” 

And much to your surprise, Damian snapped, right there in the screening, he returned with his own hissed whispering, “You know what? Fuck this film and fuck you, Y/N, you don’t tell me what to do, bitch. We’re done. Walk home.”

With that, your ex-boyfriend got up from his chair and stalked off back out of the double doors. There were a few hushed remarks of “Thank god for that” and “Finally” from behind you, and you had slunk a little into your chair in embarrassment, your heart pounding with anger that he had a) humiliated you and b) took the chance to break up with you first, instead of the other way round.

You hadn’t dared to look in the direction of the brothers who were still beside you, instead choosing to lose yourself in the movie once again. Jay occasionally side glanced in your direction to check if you were okay, you had been unable to stop a few stray tears but other than that you reigned in your reaction. He was feeling terrible for you, that you had been abandoned like that, whoever that guy was he was a jackass and it made Jay’s blood boil.

It had got to the point in the film where the eldest sister had caught her youngest sibling sleepwalking and banging her head against a wardrobe, after tucking her sister into bed she heard the knocking again. Only to realise that now, with her sister beside her, there was nobody visible to be causing the wardrobe door to knock repeatedly. Investigating closer she hears her sibling gasp from the bed and watches as she looks upwards, the older girl follows her sister’s gaze, only to be met with the horrifying sight of a possessed, grotesque, looking woman. The music swells into a crescendo, and the sharpness of the sound is startling. It makes the audience gasp and you jump in your seat at the revelation, subconsciously snatching a hand out to grasp onto the stranger next to you, clutching Jay's arm desperately.

As quickly as you’d grasped onto him, you had instantly released him, whispering an “Oh my god, I’m so sorry.”, feeling yet again the heat of embarrassment crawl along your skin. You had been about ready to abandon the film yourself and call it a night when a warm hand had clasped gently over yours.

It had immediately felt safe and reassuring to have this stranger hold onto you, and you had relaxed somewhat, heart still skittering as his eyes met yours in the dark. There's a soft murmur of “It’s alright.”, and he squeezes your hand, resuming looking at the screen. You dare not linger your gaze as you fear you might never stop looking at him,

Jay lets you squeeze every time something made you jump or made you tense. Occasionally he would rub his thumb over the back of your hand and the flames would reignite in your stomach. It most certainly wasn’t how you expected the night to have continued.

From there it was history, you had been brazen enough to actually talk to him after the credits had rolled and the lights had come up, truly taking in the handsomeness of his face, a kindness that you had never really seen in Damian’s eyes. Will walked ahead with a smile as he let the both of you have a second to talk. 

“You okay?” Jay had asked. 

“I am…I think, thanks for…uh, well you know.” You sort of gestured to his hand, letting out a small awkward laugh which had Jay chuckling too. 

“Don’t mention it, that guy you were with was an asshole if you don’t mind me saying so.” His face darkens and you couldn't help but feel a rush at the protectiveness you could see Jay had. 

You smile, feeling vindicated that Damian was the loser in this whole debacle. “I don’t mind you saying so.” 

Jay smirks, suddenly remembering one very important thing, “I’m Jay, by the way.”

“I’m Y/N, nice to meet you properly, Jay.” 

You had offered your hand again for him to shake, and both of you had giggled at the officialness of a handshake, still relishing the warmth of each other all the same. 

You had been offered a ride home, something you had gratefully accepted, not before asking to take a photo of Jay’s ID and Will’s to send to your friend Dara. It had amused the brothers, but they were also in praise of you. You understood why once they had revealed their occupations, it made sense that they were used to people not exercising caution in their lines of work. 

Relief washed over you as you sat in the comfortable passenger seat of Jay’s SUV, spotting his badge sitting in the centre console. You really hadn’t wanted to figure out a way back to your apartment in the literal dead of night after seeing a horror film.

Jay rolled to a stop outside your apartment block, there was a final exchange of numbers, and then Jay had taken your hand one last time to squeeze gently, promising to “See you around, Y/N."

You had given Will a cheerful wave too, watching as the two brothers disappeared into the night, leaving you to assess what the hell had just happened.

That was three years ago, and now you and Jay had been together for almost two years, with your 2nd anniversary right around the corner.

-

This morning had been like any other at first, you had woken up to find that Jay was already at work, having sent you a text when he got to the District. He had been loaded down with a particularly slow-going case of late, and you had done your utmost to reassure him that you understood when his schedule got complicated. 

However, this morning you couldn’t shake your need to be with him for a little while, you had not long been awake when you started to feel hot, anxious and lightheaded. You didn’t know what the problem was, with no symptoms the night before to speak of. You figured that maybe some fresh air and some lunch with your boyfriend could ease your inexplicable unsettled feeling.

You called ahead to Trudy Platt’s desk, checking that it would even be an appropriate time for you to visit, she had assured you that, yes, Detective Halstead could be available…Provided you also brought lunch for the desk sergeant. That could be arranged, and with a smile on your face at Trudy’s bargaining you had hung up and set about getting ready for the day.

The journey on the L Train had been okay, with only a few hot flushes here and there, and a small bout of nausea when you’d caught wind of someone’s breakfast next to you. It had taken everything in you to focus on breathing and take small sips of your water to not cause a scene on public transport.

Visiting Jay was going to be a surprise, so you took your time in picking something good from the deli, throwing in a few extra snacks, salads, smoothies and other bits for the others if they wanted to join in too, accumulating a small bounty that also included Trudy’s lunch.

You carefully balanced the load as you walked down the street towards the 21st, relishing the cool breeze on your face you were able to forget about the constant turning of your stomach and the woozy sensation in your head.

Finally, the steps were in sight and you thanked the patrolman that held the door open for you as you entered the building, moving towards Trudy’s desk. She looked up at the sense of movement and her eyes lit up when she saw you, “Ah, the angel arrives, just in time, I’m starving and your boyfriend seemed a little hangry the last time I saw him.” 

“Nice to see you too, Sergeant. Here we are…” You hand her a loaded baguette, the side of fries and the smoothie you’d got for her, grinning as she admired the selection with gratitude. 

“If only Chuckles bestowed such gifts upon me, there’s a reason you’re my favourite out of the pair.” You shake your head in amusement, internally wincing as the motion causes a sharp pain that you do well to conceal in front of the sergeant. 

“It’s an honour to have that title, Trudy. See you later, alright?” You tap her desk in departure, picking the rest of your food back up as you start heading toward the gate, Platt buzzes you up and with that, you’re ascending the stairs to the bullpen.

As you get to the top of the stairs, you’re relieved to see everyone is engrossed in their work, giving you a second to let your vision clear as you feel the world tilt ever so slightly, swaying on your feet until everything comes back into focus and you can step forward. 

Adam is the first to turn around, breaking out into an excited smile as he gets up to help you with the bags, “Hey, hey! Look who it is, how’s it going, princess?” You roll your eyes at the nickname, Adam really loved to treat you like a little sister and though you wanted to seem unphased by it, it made your heart warm. You smiled at him, thanking him for the help and explaining what was inside for all of them.

“She is a gift.” Kevin grins, bringing you in for a tight hug, thanking you for lunch. 

“Hey guys, how’s it been?” You smile, moving around the room as you hug Kim and Toni too, waving to Hank who was on the phone in his office. 

The others are about to describe how slow it’s been, but a voice comes from behind a cabinet. “These young ones complain too much.” Al appears from nowhere, standing up from his chair as he comes to hug you too. “Nice to see you, kiddo.” He smiles a small smile and you squeeze him extra tight, you always did like Al, he was a fatherly figure without question.

“Nice to see all of you, sorry it’s not going as fast as you’d like.” You shrug, sympathetic but not empathetic to their plight. You worked at the daycare inside Chicago Med, toddlers were always on the go and you rarely had the chance to see anything as slow.

“Come and sit, tell us what the snot monsters are up to these days.” Adam quips, and Kim playfully smacks his arm for not being tactful in his question, you snort at his phrasing.

Finally, after everyone’s got their attention and food from you, including Voight, you move to sit by Jay. He smiles brightly at you, thoroughly surprised and glad to see you. “I didn’t know you were coming.” He hums as you greet him with a kiss on his cheek, returning the gesture as he shifts to hold your waist for a moment, he’s warm and inviting, and you finally feel steady. “Good, you weren’t supposed to. Trudy told me it was a good time, so I thought I’d bring replenishments for the troops.” You wink, settling down as you trace your fingers over Jay’s back, letting him tuck into his own food as the others chatter about what they’ve been up to. 

Your boyfriend sits half on his desk, letting you take his chair, you feel that somewhere in the conversation your body has taken the opportunity to feel shakier than it had before, the smell of Jay’s lunch isn’t doing much to help. He glances at you as Kevin is in the middle of a story, quietly asking why you didn’t have lunch too. You explained you already had something before you left, which was a lie but you didn’t want to worry Jay about feeling off. If he suspected a lie he doesn’t press the issue, nodding as he thanks you again for his own food, kissing the top of your head.

Mercifully, Jay finishes eating relatively quickly and you can breathe again when he’s done, feeling your nausea somewhat subside as you yourself share some funny anecdotes from the daycare that has everyone both entertained and disgusted at once.

-

Lunch comes to a swift end, the time has flown past when you realise you should let everyone get back to work, you were surprised Hank hadn’t tried to disperse the social call yet. 

You stand to step towards the others to say your goodbyes, but to your dismay, your stomach twists, the smile on your face drops as you feel the blood rushing in your ears, hot prickly heat that washes over your skin is what prompts you try and turn to your boyfriend. 

Jay can see the fading look on your face as your body disconnects from your brain, “Are you okay-...Hey, hey, Y/N?! Honey?!” The next thing he knows is that your legs are giving out, and he darts forward to catch you.

You’re out within seconds, slumping awkwardly into Jay’s embrace as he manages to hold you and cradle your head, gently lowering you to the floor as the others move toward you with concern.

Your boyfriend slowly turns you on your side, bending your leg so you’re in a supported position.

“What happened?” Voight’s voice comes from behind, having seen the commotion from his window.

“I don’t know, she just turned to speak to me and then it was lights out.” Jay answers, eyes still fixed on you as he cups your cheek gently.

Al wanders off into the break room to fill a glass of water, and the others can do nothing but wait for you to wake up.

“Y/N, wake up for me, sweetheart” Jay tries.

You feel gravity get a hold of you again as you start to come to, it’s an ocean of voices murmuring as your head still spins, your vision slowly returning. Jay’s worried expression comes into view, a soft relieved smile gracing his face.

“Jay…wha-” You wince, your nausea still simmering in the background. 

Jay stays sat beside you, rubbing your back softly, “Hey, it’s alright, I’m here, you just fainted… Is there anything you’re feeling right now?”

You blink drowsily, “Uh…embarrassed.” You murmur, trying to sit up but feeling the world spin, "And dizzy."

Jay steadies you, supporting you against him, “Hey, just take it easy, just sit for a second, alright?” You hum in acknowledgement, leaning against Jay's chest as he tries to assess you.

"We should take you to Med and get you checked out," Jay says sternly, not liking the way you close your eyes, willing the queasiness to stop. You were trembling against him,

"Jay, really, it's fine, babe. I just should have stayed at home, it's my own fault for ignoring myself..."

"You felt like this before coming here?" Jay asks, concerned but trying to not be too hard on you.

"Yeah, I'm sorry... I just thought seeing you and getting some air would make me feel better...and it did until it didn't..."

Jay’s about to say something until he realises you’re flagging again, eyes fluttering as you start to lose consciousness for a second time, 

He gently lays you down on your back again, cushioning your head with his jacket as Kim puts her hoodie under your feet, trying to raise your legs a little. Jay keeps his hands on you, watching with worry as you try to not pass out, 

“Y/N, it’s alright, I’m right here, baby.” But it’s too late, you feel the world fade and you’re gone again.

Jay looks up at the others, stopping at Hank, “I’m taking her to Med.” 

Hank nods in the affirmative of course, he wasn’t going to protest getting you seen to, “Let Al take you, she’ll need you with her.” 

Al immediately steps forward, moving toward the stairs, “I’ll bring the car round.”

Jay murmurs a “Thanks, man.” as he looks back down at you, rubbing your chest gently with the heel of his palm, “Come on, sweetheart, open those eyes for me.”

You feel like you’re floating from beneath water to the surface as you awake for a second time, realising you’re on your back again. Reaching out for Jay’s arm to ground you, looking at him with a slightly more anxious expression.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me…” You mumble, trying to find some clarity in your fogged-up mind, 

“Al’s gone to get the car, we’re gonna take you to Med and get checked out. Just stay there until we need to move, honey.”

He can see you’re ready to protest, not wanting to inconvenience anybody, “Hey, it’s non-negotiable, alright? We better be safe, and I know for a fact I wouldn’t forgive myself if you stayed here or at home and something worse happened.”

You want to try and wriggle out of the trip, but you instead sigh in defeat, admitting you were worried about what could be wrong. So you nod slightly, “Okay…” 

“Thank you,” Jay murmurs, leaning down to kiss your forehead, you smile softly, wanting to burrow into Jay’s embrace where you felt most safe.

Eventually, he helps you sit up again, this time you take slow sips of the water Al had left for you, trying to reassure the others you were fine but not really convincing yourself.

-

You sit tucked against Jay in the car, he had basically carried you down the stairs with Trudy giving you both a confused and worried look as you passed. Al took the time to explain very briefly what was going on before following you and Jay out the door.

The world passes by in Al’s car and you wonder what could have triggered the two fainting spells, nausea kept coming and going, and you just weren’t sure what exactly was causing the trouble.

Very briefly a theory crossed your mind, but your cycle was notoriously erratic and you were sure you had some light days of bleeding in your recent memory. The thought drifts past and you reconcile with the fact that until you get some tests done, it could be any number of things.

Jay’s got an arm wrapped securely around you and you trace your fingers over the palm of his hand as you sit in silence, too tired to do anything but feel the presence of your boyfriend soothe your weak body.

“You with me?” Jay gently inquires, kissing the side of your head, 

“Mhm, I am…” You smile at him, sharing a soft kiss before Al clears his throat, informing you both of your arrival at Med.

-

You sit in the waiting room for a while before your name’s called. Jay had suggested he try and find Will straight away, but you had reminded him that it wasn’t an emergency per se and that you didn’t want to be treated specially because of his brother, more than happy to wait like everyone else. To which he had replied rather insistently, “You are special.”, which made you giggle quietly but you weren’t one to be charmed that easily, not even by Jay.

-

Eventually, you’re sat in a cubicle resting against the bed, Monique taking your vitals and asking a few preliminary questions before both Will and Natalie appear. 

“Hey, Y/N, normally it’s my brother concerning me in here.” He smiles and you laugh a little, 

“Sorry, Will, my turn today I guess.” Both he and Natalie greet Jay as they come to stand by your bed, your boyfriend moving to the corner of the room to let them do their thing.

“So, what’s been going on?” Will asks, and you find it weird to see him in total doctor mode, the same going for Natalie whom you usually saw in social settings. 

“I woke up this morning feeling queasy, a little hot and anxious, I thought going to see Jay and getting him some lunch might clear my head and I could get some fresh air. I felt nauseous on the L, and then I felt off a few times at the District, I didn’t think much of it. Then I got up to head back home and that was it, I just couldn’t stop myself from passing out, and it happened a second time when I tried to get back up.”

You glance at Jay, you can see he’s upset that you didn’t fully disclose just how rough you’d been feeling, guilt pangs slightly in your stomach. Natalie’s voice brings you back from your thoughts,

 “Y/N, I’m just gonna get a feel of your stomach, test a few responses, Will’s going to check your pupillary response and listen to your heart, and breathing, is that okay?” 

You nod, “Yeah, that’s fine, of course.” Taking a breath as you follow the instructions, “We might do some other tests and scans based on your answers and your responses to our exams, is that alright?” Will queries, and again you nod. “Do what you need to, I trust you.”

You glance at Jay again, eyes searching his for some comfort, he smiles like he did that first night you met, the smile that said “I will protect you and make sure you’re alright.” The silent gesture makes you settle down a little more, knowing no matter the outcome, you would be okay.

-

Eventually, the questions, the poking, and the prodding come to an end, and your blood and urine samples are completed and sent away for analysis. You’re left to sit in your cubicle with Jay now sitting beside you.

“How are you feeling now?” Your boyfriend looks up at you from where his head was pillowed on your thigh, your fingers had been scratching lightly through his hair, soothing his scalp. 

“Mhm, still a bit weird, but not as nauseous as before.” You stroke his cheek, taking in his loving face for the thousandth time, the electricity of the first time still sat in your chest as an undercurrent, but now at the forefront was a sense of knowing and security.

You and he had come so far in the last two years, you had a job that you loved and a home with the man you felt would be part of your life for the rest of it. You felt a trust and understanding with your boyfriend that you’d never experienced previously, and you had seen Jay become more grounded and reflective of himself, happier within his work and home life. It was something you cherished, even more so now.

Jay takes your hand and kisses it, “I’m glad you’re doing better, you scared me at the district.” 

You half snort, trying not to tease too much, “Jay Halstead? Scared? That’s not possible, is it?” 

He shakes his head with an eye roll, chuckling softly. “Hey, I am not above the more uncertain range of human emotions, especially when my girl is dropping like a sack of potatoes into my arms.”

You sigh, lamenting the lack of control you had back at the 21st. “I tried to turn around and tell you before it happened, but it’s like my brain just snapped off like a light switch.” 

Jay frowns, once again remembering your symptoms weren’t sudden, “You should have told me you were feeling crappy, honey, I could have taken you home.”

“I’m the one who decided to come and surprise you, I really thought getting out would help me feel better, turns out your handsome face isn’t a cure-all.” You wink, yawning as you shift in the bed.

Jay kisses your leg, holding on to your arm as he looks at you with a wry smile, he wondered if you really knew how much you made his head, heart and stomach spin. He huffs out a small laugh, “Who knew, my powers aren’t as strong as you thought.”

Just as you’re about to speak the door opens, and you and Jay turn to see that Will and Natalie are back. You can tell by their faces that there is news, and your stomach clenches with nerves, wondering what the tests might have shown. 

Will is holding a smart tablet, scrolling through what you assume is your file, and settles on the portion that he wanted.

“So, the tests came back, there’s nothing to cause us concern or need for immediate interventional action…” Will stops, glancing between the two of you, seemingly searching for an answer he’s not getting from either of you.

“But?” Jay prompts, raising an eyebrow at his brother.

Will glances at Natalie, and she smiles, resting a hand on your arm, “Y/N, we just have to check, are you okay with Jay hearing what we have to say?”

Confusion falls across your face, you glance from Natalie to Will to Jay, reaching to hold Jay’s hand again with a squeeze, reassuring him that you trusted his presence.

“Of course, Nat. He can hear whatever’s going on.”

Natalie nods, smiling at Will again who appears to relax a touch, giving him the encouragement to proceed.

“Okay, so the blood and urine samples confirm that you, Y/N, are 3 months pregnant.” 

You blink. The grip you had on Jay’s hand tightens, not even daring to look at your boyfriend just yet.

“Pregnant.” You state, not even a question, just a simple repetition of the word bouncing around your startled brain.

“Pregnant,” Will confirms, a brightness in his eyes that he attempts to mask as he doesn’t know what you nor his brother are making of the news.

Natalie rests a hand on Will’s back, “Do you need a moment, just the two of you?” Natalie asks, and you nod immediately. She smiles sympathetically, knowing first-hand just how monumental this news could be. She presses her hand gently against Will, ushering him to exit the cubicle and carefully close the door as you and Jay are left to the revelation hanging in the air.

When you finally pluck up the courage to turn your head, Jay’s eyes are glistening and you can see the excitement blooming on his face.

“I-... I’m pregnant.” You utter, fear and euphoria swim in tandem inside you, 

“You’re pregnant.” Jay whispers, 

“Are you…do you?” The question is so vague as to not make sense, but before you can put some other words in the sentence Jay is nodding. 

“Yes, if that’s what you want, I want it too…I-... Y/N, I know it’s not what we had planned right now, but if you think you’re ready for this, then I’m ready too.” 

Your eyes brim with tears, and you could not feel more loved at this moment, “I am terrified of childbirth, Jay…But if I was ever going to have a child, children… I’d want it to be with you, that was never in doubt.”

Jay keeps his eyes on yours, never flinching from the words that he speaks, “Sweetheart, we don’t have to do anything right now, okay? We can think about it, we can discuss it for as long as you need to, I’ll be with you every step of the way and whatever you choose, I’ll be beside you to make it work, to keep you safe and healthy.” 

You’re fully crying now, so relieved that Jay didn’t automatically demand you be happy or deadset on following through, and that alone made you more confident and assured that having a baby with him would be every bit the blessing you felt it could be.

You lean down, pulling Jay’s face gently towards you as you kiss him, “I think I could do anything if you’re with me, Jay. I want a baby with you, our baby.” Jay’s arm moves to wrap around you, standing himself up so he can move in closer, his other hand shifting to tentatively rub your stomach as you both excitedly giggle between kisses.

Jay leans back, the joy on his face is infectious, taking your hand the way he had that first night you met. “Our baby, Y/N. I love the sound of that.” 

-

Fin.

@katehalstead34 - @dumb-fawkin-bitch

[chloe-skywalker]

Dangerous Jobs - Jay Halstead

Jay x Fem!reader severide

Kelly x sister reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 681

Summary: Both Jay and Y/n have dangerous jobs, but will Jay be a hypocritic?

Authors Note: My first Jay Halstead Imagine! Feel free to Request for him.

P.s - Might eventually change Chicago fire masterlist to One rChicago masterlist so everything will be und theree

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“You know my brother’s gonna flip, right?” Wil said as he entered the hospital room seeing Y/n there wasn’t to much of an unusual sight. But she was there a lot less often then his own brother. He knew Jay would flip out once he heard she was here for any reason. So would her brother.

“Yeah, so is mine.” Y/n let out an unamused laugh.

“Your gonna have 2 men to deal with. Sucks to be you.” Will smirked teasing her.

“Jackass.” she responded and they both broke out into laughter. It was nice to be good friends with her boyfriend's brother. The two ended up getting to joke around a bit longer before the door to the room opened. Upon seeing who had opened the door, Will took that as his queue to leave.

“What were you thinking?!” Jay yelled as he entered the room, Kelly following not far behind.

“I’m guessing you told him what happened?” Y/n asked tilting her head to the side looking at her brother.

Kelly shrugged his shoulders. “He was gonna find out sooner or later.”

“Why would you risk your life like that?” Jay scolded her crossing his arms over his chest.

“Hey-” Kelly raised his voice cutting Jay off before he could scold his sister anymore for doing her job. “As much as I hate it to Halstead. She saved a young girl’s life, and your one to talk about life risking stuff.”

It was silent for a few minutes but Jay did stop. He couldn’t argue he got hurt way more than Y/n did. She did save a life.

“Hey Kelly, can you give us a minute?” Y/n aksed licking her dry lips.

“Yeah, Y/n/n.” Kelly nodded, he understood there was a conversation that needed to be had between the couple. “I’ll go get you a drink, okay?”

“Hmmmhmmm, thanks.” Y/n smiled gratefully to her brother.

“y/n-” Jay went to start after Kelly left the room but Y/n cut him off.

“No, Jay. I watch you get shot and beat up all the time. More than I and I’m sure Will would like. This.” Y/n gestured with her hands across her body. “This is nothing. Hell, I even get to be discharged tonight and back to work next shift.”

Jay listened till she was done. He knew he overreacted but it scared him that he could have lost her in the blink of an eye. “I know, I know. I just don’t like seeing you hurt.”

“I don’t like seeing you hurt but that’s practically a weekly thing.” Y/n stated, she understood Jay’s feelings completely. But it doesn’t change the facts. They have dangerous jobs getting hurt happens. Y/n let out a sigh looking down at her hands in her lap as Jay moved to sit in the chair next to her hospital bed. “I saved a young girl's life. I don’t regret it. I know you love what you do and I support it but…”

“I can’t be a Hippocratic?” Jay finished smiling at her.

“No offense.” Y/n dropped her head to the side smiling back at him.

“None taken.” he shook his head, dismissing the form of apologies. “I’m sorry I got mad at you. I just worry about you.”

Y/n reached out, grabbing his hand and intertwining their fingers together. “An I appreciate it. But we both have dangerous jobs. I promise if it was something serious-”

Jay nodded in understanding. “I know. Me too.”

“Is it safe?”Kelly asked as he popped his head through the door after opening it. He could tell by the lifted mood in the room that they had worked out their little issue.

“Yeah, it’s safe. You know Kel I find it off-ly convent that you decide to happily fill in Jay when I happen to be hurt.” Y/n smirked at her older brother.

“More people to watch over you the better.” Kelly shrugged his shoulder smiling guiltily. Jay couldn’t agree with the lieutenant more.

[peachyhalstead]

alive | j. halstead

summary: chasing down an offender doesn't go quite as planned (dw it ends fluffy)

pairing: established (married) fem!reader x jay halstead, platonic!reader x adam ruzek

word count: 1.75k

warnings: canon-level violence, gunshot, hospitals, medical inaccuracies

a/n: meet a seasoned fanfic writer's first fic about jay <3 please let me know what you think of this !! also it was originally written in 3rd pov so if you see anything wrong, no you didn't ---- You followed Adam down the alley, weapons drawn. "Chicago PD! Stop!"

You felt your lungs burn as you raced down the alley, nodding when you saw Adam silently gesture to enter through the front door, and he would take the back.

Noticing the door was already open, you walked in, eyes alert for any sign of a victim or offender.

Hearing Adam call out a "clear!" you opened your mouth to do the same, but didn't make it that far as you heard three shots ring out, feeling two sharp pains tear through your body.

Adam, having seen the offender shoot you, quickly fired a round of his own weapon, pressing a button on his radio. "5021 Ida, shots fired by offender and police! We need an ambo to our location, plain-clothed officers at the scene, one in need of urgent medical care!"

Near the end of the block that you and Adam were on, Jay's head shot up to meet Hailey's, hearing their coworker's distraught call into the radio.

The two sprinted out of their location, and down to the abandoned house, hearing the sirens grow louder.

"Ruz! Where are you guys?!" Jay called, stomping through the house.

He felt his heart plummet when he saw his wife on the floor, bullet hole in your shoulder and belly, Adam holding his jacket over the wounds.

"Y/N!" He fell to his knees next to you, letting out a breath when you looked at him.

"J-Jay, I didn't see him coming." You mumbled, breaths shaky.

"Shh, it's okay, hon. You're going to be alright." Jay reassured you, his hands trembling as he reached out to stroke her the back from your face. He shot a panicked look at Adam, who was still pressing down on the bullet wounds.

"Ambo's en route, Jay," Adam said, his voice tight with worry. "She's strong, she's gonna pull through this."

Jay didn't answer, his attention solely focused on his wife. He held onto your hand, willing his strength into you. "Hang in there, baby."

"I'm trying," you answered weakly.

Just then Voight and Kevin Atwater stormed into the room. The sight of you on the floor left them momentarily stunned before they sprung into action. Voight acknowledged Ruzek with a curt nod and Atwater immediately moved to Jay's side, helping apply pressure to your wounds.

The sirens outside grew louder as the ambulance neared their location. It wasn't long before the paramedics came rushing in with a stretcher, immediately getting to work on stabilizing you for transport to Med.

As they carried you out of the house, Jay followed closely behind, fear etched on his face but determination in his eyes. He watched as they loaded yoiu into the ambulance before climbing in right after them.

The team was left in the eerily quiet house -- a stark contrast to the chaos moments ago. Voight looked around at his team, each one wearing an expression of concern and fear for their colleague.

"Everyone alright?" he asked gruffly, though there was a hint of concern in his tone.

Ruzek and Atwater both nodded, and soon the team made their way to Chicago Med, making home in the waiting room, wanting to be there for both you and Jay.

Jay, having hopped out of the ambulance as you were unloaded and ushered into a trauma room, a few nurses stopping him from going in. "Jay, Jay stop!"

The detective pulled a hand through his hair, looking at his older brother, Will. "Will, you gotta help her, man."

Shaking his head, he nodded to where his coworkers Dr. Marcel and Dr. Choi were working on you, who had since lost consciousness. "I can't, bro. She's family, against hospital policy."

Jay hit the wall, tears coming to his eyes. "I can't lose her, man. We just got married, this can't be the end."

Will clapped his brother on the back, jaw tense. "They got her, Jay. She'll be good, she's a strong one."

The two brothers watched as you were rushed into emergency surgery, being told to wait in the waiting room for any updates.

------

Jay stared at the clock on the wall across from him, watching the hands move as time passed. It had been two hours since you were taken to the O.R., and as much as Will tried, he wasn't able to get any more information out of his coworkers.

"Hey, man." Adam walked over to Jay, handing him a coffee.

"Thanks." Jay spoke, voice raw. "You saved her life, Ruz."

Adam shook his head, sitting next to Jay. "It was my idea to split up. If we stuck together, maybe she wouldn't have gotten hit."

Jay looked at his friend. "Don't blame yourself, Ruz."

The two detectives sat in silence, only perking up when Will and Dr. Marcel walked out into the waiting room.

"Is she-" Jay cut himself off, unable to finish the question.

"She's alive. We got both the bullets out, there was some damage to her shoulder, but we were able to repair it all."

Jay let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, grateful smile on his face. "Can I see her?"

Dr. Marcel shook his head. "Not right now. She's being moved to a recovery room in the I.C.U., a nurse will come out to bring you to her when she's settled."

"Will she still be able to be a cop?" Adam asked, the question plaguing him ever since he saw you hit the ground.

"With physical therapy and rest, Y/N should get full function and mobility of her shoulder. It won't be fast, she'll need lots of rest."

Jay thanked the surgeon, shaking his hand before he walked away.

------

Once the team had all heard that you made it through surgery, they headed back to the district to close up the case, the offender in CPD's morgue.

Jay sat up when a nurse walked over to him, smile on her face. Maggie, he recalled, from when Will introduced them a while ago. "She’s awake, she's asking for you."

Rising from the uncomfortable seat, Jay groaned as his back cracked, following Maggie down the halls to the I.C.U.

He smiled when he finally laid eyes on you, blinking blearily as the door opened and you saw your husband.

"Jay," you sighed in relief, her voice barely a whisper.

His breath hitched in his throat as he approached the bed. Your face was paler than he remembered, hair fanned out on the white hospital pillow. The sight of seeing you awake, those sparkling eyes looking at him despite being clouded by painkillers and fatigue, was enough to bring tears prickling in his eyes.

"Hey, baby," he murmured, carefully taking your hand and pressing a kiss to it. "How are you feeling?"

You gave a small wry smile. "Like I’ve been shot twice."

He chuckled weakly, stroking your hand with his thumb. "They said you did great in surgery."

You shrugged slightly, wincing after. "I don't remember much."

"They also said you’ll need a lot of rest and physical therapy for your shoulder."

You nodded slowly. “That’s okay. I can handle it.”

Jay looked at you, admiration clear in his eyes. Despite having just woken up from surgery and being shot twice, you were still trying to put up a brave face.

"There's my soldier," he said softly, brushing a loose strand of your hair from her your-drenched forehead.

Just then there was a soft knock on the door and Will walked in followed Dr. Marcel.

Dr. Marcel greeted you two with a warm smile as he approached your bed. He checked on your vitals before turning to Will and Jay.

"She's doing well considering the circumstances," Dr. Marcel reported.

Will nodded, sending you a comforting smile. "Should be able to get discharged in a few day’s time."

You nodded, looking at the sling your arm was in. "How long do I need to wear this?"

Dr. Marcel smirked, Will had warned him that his sister-in-law wasn't one to sit around and do nothing. "At least a month, but it depends on how your physical therapy goes. But, for a couple weeks, you can't move your arm. We had to repair some muscles in your shoulder, so it'll be sore."

You nodded, thanking the doctor as he left, Will following.

Jay looked at you, sad smile on his face. "Ruz is blaming himself."

You frowned, trying to sit up, wincing as your abdomen throbbed.

"Hey, hey, take it easy." Jay helped you sit up, making sure you were comfortable.

"Can I see the team? At least Adam, I want him to know it wasn't his fault." You looked at your husband, who nodded and pressed a kiss to your forehead, heading down to grab the team.

------

After a few days, you were finally able to leave the hospital. You had signed the discharge paperwork, and Jay walked back into the room after pulling the car around, soft smile on his face when he saw you struggling to get her coat on, one arm still in the sling.

"Here, let me help," he offered, walking over to you. He helped you put on the coat, paying extra attention to not disturb your injured shoulder.

You met his eyes and offered him a soft smile. "Thanks, babe."

Jay just nodded, his throat choked with emotion. He was relieved that you were okay but knew you had a long way to go for your complete recovery. He gently took your hand, gave it a squeeze, and lead out of the room.

As they walked through the silent corridors, you leaned into him slightly. It was subtle but Jay noticed it immediately. He wrapped his arm around you, offering her comfort and support. The worry lines on his face seemed to deepen as they moved towards the exit of the hospital.

Outside, the city was bustling as usual. The harsh city lights reflected off Jay's face as he helped you into their car before moving around to sit in the driver's seat.

The ride home was quiet. The only sound was the low hum of the engine and the occasional honk from nearby traffic. You were staring out of the window, mind lost in thoughts while Jay focused on driving, occasionally glancing over at his wife.

“Hey, Jay?” You looked over at him, voice quiet.

Jay hummed, glancing at you while he pressed on the gas petal when the light turned green.

“Just,” you paused, feeling a teenager in love again. “I love you.” ---- a/n: did u like it? also please don't expect good titles ever titles always make me wanna punch a brick wall

[whorekneecentral]

kinktober - day 4: mirrors // j.h

Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader 

Warnings:  Will being the cutest brother in law, slight voyuerism from Jay’s end, fingering, getting caught, slight degrading, use of the word whore in sexual context, finger sucking, some lowkey kinky shit I guess - go with it :)

Word Count: 1,537

Author’s Note: this one is for my Jay bitches :) y’all are the reason this account really took off <3

kinktober 2022 masterlist

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No one touches you the way Jay does, so he makes it a point to show you how he does it.

A city wide emergency. 

The whole city on alert, the police swarming, flooding the already full hospital. 

You barely saw your husband in passing, Jay tossed you a wink on his way out the door. 

That was early that day, it’s now close to 1am and you’re currently whatever the territory past overtime is. You were going over charts at the nurses’ bay and you yawn, scribbling something down on the paper. 

Someone squeezes your tense shoulders. You recognize the voice when they speak. “Go home,” Will tells you. 

“No,” you groan, leaning back into his touch. “Do that again.” 

Will chuckles, rubbing your shoulders for you. You and your brother in law were good friends despite the family by marriage relation. He also happened to be your boss and when he forced you to go home, you couldn’t really say no. 

“Will, come on. I’m fine.” You tell him, getting up to take the file back from him. 

“Y/n, go home before I call Jay.” 

You huff, your arms folded across your chest. “I hate you, William.” The man laughs, smothering you in a hug before letting you go. “I love you, Dr. Halstead!” He shouts after you. 

You two also had your fair share of run ins due to the fact that there are two Dr. Halstead in the hospital.  So much so that Will has been deemed Dr. W instead of Halstead but that was a story for another time. 

The bag was pulled over your shoulder, Jay’s Chicago PD sweater was pulled over your sports bra cause you couldn’t be bothered to get dressed as you passed by the nurses’ bay. You stop and set a mug of coffee in front of your brother in law. 

“Get some sleep before things pick back up,” you tell him, kissing his cheek. 

Will smiles, “yeah, drive safe.” 

The drive home could not take longer, well it took the same amount of time but you felt like it took forever because you were exhausted. 

By the time you got home, you were ready to drop down in bed so you did just that. Your bag tossed on the couch, scrub bottoms being kicked off as you stumble to the bedroom. You could not be bothered to see where things landed because all you wanted right now was your bed. 

The bed welcomed you, soft and warm as you dropped onto it. You snuggled into Jay’s sweater, his cologne lingering on it and you can’t help but run a hand over it. If he was home, he would tease you about how cute you looked in his sweater, how you get turned on just by the smell of his cologne. 

Your hand wandered and ended up between your legs, the wet patch evident on your panties. You can’t the hand that slips down the front of your panties, slowly rubbing circles on your clit. 

Jay gets home a bit after you, he wasn’t sure if you were still home or at work. He had called you on his way home but there was no answer. He saw your car in the driveway when he pulled in; you were home. Well if the car wasn't a sign enough for him, the bag and discarded scrubs should be. 

The house was quiet as he ventured down the hallway towards the bedroom. He could see the light from the lamp next to the bed through the slightly opened door. 

He couldn’t miss the way his name fell past your lips.

Maybe you were dreaming. 

Jay peeks into the room; you were definitely awake. Head tossed back on the pillows, his sweater on you and your hand down your panties. You were clearly getting rid of today's stress. 

He steps into the bedroom quietly, leaning on the wall by the door and watches you. Your eyes closed and you’ve got two fingers in you. He smiles to himself, watching as you curl them, trying to mimic the way he does it. 

“Fuck,” you breathe, back arched off the bed. It can’t possibly be that good, he thinks to himself. 

“Jay please,” the words tumble past your lips and he can’t stop himself. 

“Need something ?” He asks and he's never seen you sit up so fast. Your legs closed but your hand is still down your panties. 

“Jay I- uh, when'd you get home?” You ask, cheeks red. “I thought you were working overnight.” 

“I was but Hank sent us home; Kev made an arrest.” He tells you, walking over to the bed and sitting on the edge of it. You hum, unsure what was really happening. You were sleeping obviously, you’re dreaming this. 

That's the only logical explanation. 

Jay pushes your legs apart, “keep going.” 

Okay so you're not sleeping clearly. 

His eyes fixed on you, watching as your fingers moved slowly. Jay tsks, “come on sweetheart, I know you can do better than that.” He tells you, pulling your panties to the side to get a better view. 

You shake your head, “no. Can’t do it like you,” you tell him.

“What do you do when I'm not here?” He asks you, not looking up from between your legs. 

You shrug, “tough it out.” 

Jay chuckles before he gets up and moves the mirror you had hanging off the closet door and props it to lean on the wall in front of the bed. It was tall enough that you could see yourself even though you were on the bed. Jay pulls you down the bed by your legs, making you giggle. 

“What ?” You ask him, watching as he moves to sit behind you. 

Jay ignores your question, pulling your panties down to let it drop onto the floor. His fingers brush across your pussy, your head dropping back on his shoulder. Your boyfriend’s free hand grips your chin, pulling you to look in the mirror. 

“Watch.” 

“Jay-” “No. You said no one does it like me, so watch.” 

Jay has two fingers in you, curling up and no matter how much you want to close your eyes or look away, you can’t bring yourself too. He knows your body like the back of his hand and he knows you're close, he can feel it so he stops. 

“What- Jay!” You whine, your eyes meeting his in the mirror. Jay smiles, kissing where your ear and jaw connect. “Your turn.” He moves your hand to replace his. 

“No please, come on.” You try to move his hand back. 

“That's it?” He asks, rolling his eyes. “Pathetic, really. I know you can beg better than that.” 

“Jay please, I can’t do it like you. Your fingers feel better, I can’t; not like you.” 

He smiles, swatting your hand away to replace it with his. “Stop looking and I'll stop.” He tells you and you nod quickly. Your eyes flutter as you feel him push two fingers into you. 

“Look,” he whispers to you as he lets you ride his fingers, his thumb pressed to your clit. “So pretty like this, legs spread like a little whore for me.” 

His eyes meet yours once again, making sure you were watching what he was doing to you; what you begged him to do. “You gonna cum?” He asks you, fingers brushing against the spot you were arching to be touched. You nod frantically, knowing he’d give you. award time if you came without him giving you the go ahead but you really needed to. 

“Should I let you?” 

“Yes, fuck- Jay please.” 

He hums, watching how you clench around his fingers and how you’re really trying to keep your eyes open, watching him. 

“Fine, go on.” He tells you and you were almost there, trying to cum before he changes his mind. 

One more curl of his fingers and your eyes close, head falling back onto his shoulders and as much as Jay wanted you to see how pretty you looked when you came, he knew what you were feeling was much better. 

“How’re you feeling, sweetheart?” He says, peppering kisses along your jaw. You hum, eyes closed. 

You feel him move his fingers from between your legs, a little whimper slipping past your lips at the loss of fullness but Jay swipes his fingers across your bottom lip, forcing them into your mouth. 

Even with your own eyes closed, you could feel his on you, watching as you sucked his fingers clean before letting them go with a pop. 

“Good girl,” he hums, patting your side so you can get up. 

Your legs buckle, Jay smiles as he holds your arm before sitting you back on the bed. He gets you a pair of panties, helping you into them before changing out of his work clothes, some grey sweats hanging low on his hips before he gets into bed with you. 

“I was so worried about you today. I wanted to keep you with me all day,” you tell him, resting your head on his bare chest. 

Jay wraps his arms around you. “I’m here now, I'm not going anywhere.” 

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𝐌𝐫. & 𝐌𝐫𝐬. 𝐇���𝐥𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝

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• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader.

• Requested: no.

• Summary: you and Jay finally got married but even on your weeding day you can’t seem to be able to keep your hands off each other so you sneak out during the party to have a quick rendezvous.

• Warnings: smut (18+), dirty talking, lots of cursing, fingering, oral sex (m. receiving) unprotected sex (don’t be like them fellas!!!), semi-public sex, so much fluff you’ll drown in it.

• Word count: 7800.

• A/N: PLEASE READ THIS ONLY IF YOU’RE 18+ minors stay away. I’m actually shit at writing summaries y’all can tell. I’m so excited for this fic so y’all better eat this up 😭 I really hope you’ll like it, please let me know what you think and comment, like and reblog, it’d mean the world. Stay safe and love you all xx

“And I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”

It was surreal.

You and Jay were finally husband and wife and you couldn't believe it.

“I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you,” he had whispered on your lips when you exchanged your first kiss as husband and wife, your heart bursting with joy and happiness.

On the way to the wedding venue Jay did nothing but kiss and caress your ring finger, still in disbelief you really decided to marry him. You were his, forever.

You couldn’t stop grinning.

Everything seemed more beautiful. The colors were brighter, the air cleaner, the sky bluer, the trees greener.

Everyone present including colleagues, friends, family could see how happy you both were, how much you doted on each other, how much you were in love. There wasn’t anyone who hadn't thought at least once how much they would’ve liked to experience a love like yours. So pure, genuine, crazy, overwhelming.

Jay didn't take his eyes or hands off of you for even a second.

He kept looking at you and the more he saw you smiling, laughing, so happy and carefree, the more he couldn't contain his disbelief. God, he would’ve given you the fucking moon if it meant always seeing that smile on your face. You were so unbelievably beautiful especially in that white dress, which hugged your body so perfectly it seemed to be sewn on you.

My wife.

My wife.

My wife.

He kept repeating in his mind.

How the hell did he get so lucky?

His hand circled your hips with a firm, possessive grip, while his thumb caressed the fabric of the dress that covered your skin. He couldn’t help but stealing kisses from you from time to time, between a ‘congratulations’ and another, whispering how much he loved you and how fabulous you looked in your wedding dress.

“Did I already tell you how stunning you are, my love?” Jay asked as his eyes ran up and down your body, holding you to him with so much passion and desire you felt like you were dying in his arms.

You both had inaugurated the dance floor by doing the first dance and while those present watched the scene with emotion, some of your relatives took videos with their cell phones, unaware of the things that Jay was whispering to you and just seeing with how much adoration you looked at each other.

You smiled as you talked, slowly swaying to the song’s rhythm, unaware of how much your eyes sparkled as you looked at him. He looked at you with just as much admiration, his cheeks aching from how much he was smiling, his heart exploding with joy. Even someone blind could tell how much that man loved and adored you, how much he venerated you, how much he worshiped the land you walked on.

“You're not half bad either Mr Halstead,” you replied with a cheeky smile, unable to take your eyes off him and how wonderfully the suit he was wearing looked on him “God, I just want to rip your clothes off right now,” you continued, not realizing you had actually said it out loud.

Jay's arms tightened around your hips, pulling you further into his body and trying to hide how that one sentence made him feel. “Baby don't talk to me like that… I'm already trying so hard not to drag you away right now. You really want to make me lose my mind?” He warned you in a low tone, his lips brushing your ear before leaving a soft kiss on your cheek. He then sighed with frustration making you chuckle. “I don't think I can last the whole day.”

The song came to an end before you could respond and before you knew it everybody was drunkly dancing around you.

Your feet were sore as you and Jay danced with friends and relatives and you would’ve paid gold to take off those damned torture machines.

Seriously, why did heels have to hurt so much?

You were hot, sweaty but happy, like you had never been before. Jay wasn't much for dancing so he eventually went to talk to some other guests but he was having the time of his life and couldn’t take his eyes off you as he watched you dance, the way your body moved to the music, the way your curves were hugged by your wedding dress, the the way you sprayed happiness from every pore.

The love he felt for you was so unconditional, powerful and intense in such a way it took the air out of his lungs, it made the blood boil in his veins, it consumed him deeply, burned him from inside.

He had never once in his life felt anything like this, not until he met you. It felt like constantly being punched in the stomach every time you looked or smiled at him, it felt like his heart skipped a beat every time he heard your laugh, making it dance to that melody he couldn't wait to hear for the rest of his life. That kind of love was so profound that even when you were sad or cried, he felt like a piece of him was being ripped out of his body, especially when he couldn’t do anything to make you feel better.

He lived for you, breathed for you only, to a point he couldn’t even function when you weren’t by his side.

“Okay, okay, enough, I'd like to dance with my wife now,” Jay's voice made you turn and you almost tripped over your own feet when your eyes landed on him.

He was standing behind you, looking at you with a gorgeous and mischievous smile on his lips, his hands shoved in the pockets of his suit. He exuded confidence from every pore of his body and you couldn’t even explain how you managed to get that man. He was so charming, so dreamy and insanely hot, he completely took your breath away.

My husband.

Wow. How the hell did I get so lucky?

You smiled at him and the friend you were dancing with raised her hands in surrender. “She’s all yours Halstead but treat her right or I’ll kill you.”

His eyes traveled down your body, running his tongue over his bottom lip after biting it as his gaze devoured you with so much intensity and desire that every cell in your body lit up on fire. “She’s in excellent hands Clara, don't worry.”

“Ugh you’re disgusting. Stop eye-fucking my friend in front of me.”

You laughed as he wrapped an arm around your waist, now looking at Clara. “Can you blame me? C’mon look at her.”

“I’m still here and I can here you, you know,” you intervened, giggling as your arm encircled his hips too.

“I'm watching you Halstead, just remember that,” she warned him with an amused look and pointing her finger at him before walking away and going to grab another drink.

Jay then let you go and turned your body to his, holding out a hand towards you, finally meeting your gaze again. “Would you give me the honor of this dance, Mrs Halstead?”.

The way that name slipped from his lips made you melt like a snowman under the heat of the sun's rays, God how much you loved the way it sounded.

Mrs Halstead. Fuck me.

“The honor is all mine Mr. Halstead,” You grabbed his hand and before you knew it you were already pressed against his chest while his arms wrapped again around your hips possessively, almost as if he was afraid to let you go.

“My gorgeous wife” he whispered while swaying to the rhythm of the music. A rush of shivers ran down your spine forming goosebumps all over your skin. “Do you have any idea how much you drive me crazy? I’m so obsessed with you baby.”

His lips left small, sweet kisses on your lips, making you have a hard time to respond. You giggled as his beard tickled you meanwhile he planted chaste kisses along your cheek and neck. He inhaled your scent deeply, a scent he’d never could live without.

“And I’m so obsessed with you.” You wrapped your arms around his neck as his hands slid down the small of your back, resting chastely on your ass. “You make me so insanely happy Mr Halstead.”

Anyone who saw you two would say you were just a beautiful couple dancing happily on the best day of their lives.

But the things Jay was whispering in your ear were far from innocent, they would’ve made even a porn star blush.

“God I can't wait to take this dress off you,” he had said as your bodies moved in time to the music. He had turned you around, pressing your back against his chest and wrapping his arms around your waist. There was a lively song playing at the moment, the bass so loud you could hear it across the room and you couldn't deny you were grinding against him more sensually than you would other times on purpose.

You couldn't control yourself, not when it came to him.

Jay had the ability to make you give in with just two simple words whispered in your ear. Normally you couldn't keep your hands to yourself for a long time, your sexual chemistry had always been high and this moment was no different. You wanted him so badly you almost forgot you were on the dance floor celebrating your wedding.

You almost moaned when you felt his erection pressed against your ass, hard and sore, repressing the instinct to get on your knees and pull down his pants in front of everyone.

“Baby,” he murmured against your ear, leaving wet kisses on your neck. “God the things I would do to you now…”

Your stomach tightened in a vice as the heat in your lower abdomen continued to expand. “Tell me darling. What would you do to me now?” You replied in a question, pressing your ass further against his dick.

God I hope no one notices.

Jay let out a sigh that went straight to your pussy, making your legs clench in desire. “Fuck please stop, I can't take this anymore,” his arms tightened around your hips even more, as if trying to let out the frustration. He felt like he was exploding and the more you kept grinding against him, so sensually to the music’s rhythm, the more he wanted to rip your dress off and fuck you in front of all the guests.

You turned towards him again, placing your hands on his chest and caressing him slowly and sensually while batting your eyelashes seductively as you looked at him.

Jay thought he’d come in his pants just from the way you were looking at him.

His eyes were now hungrily fixed on your lips, which he wanted so desperately wrapped around his hard dick.

“So?” You urged with a smirk on your lipstick-covered lips. “What would you do to me baby?”.

Jay placed his hands on your face, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs. “You really want to know what I would do to my wife right now?”.

You were so desperate you nodded as if you were possessed, God, you would’ve done anything that man asked you. That man that was now your husband.

It's so surreal.

He licked his lips as his eyes moved up and down your body for a moment, quickly but at the same time imprinting every detail of how that dress looked on you in his memory, before returning his eyes to your face and tracing with them the outline of your lips.

“It would be better if I showed her, don't you think?” he whispered against your lips, making you forget again you were in public and not just the two of you.

“Wouldn't it be better if I just showed her the way I would take off her dress and get on my knees for her? Wouldn't it be better if I showed her how much I want and desire her by licking her pussy and every bit and drop of her wetness until her legs tremble? By fucking her so hard until we both forget our names? By being buried so deep inside that sweet little cunt of hers that she’s gonna feel me for days?”.

He pressed his lips on yours in a chaste and sweet kiss, in stark contrast with the things he was saying to you. “And show her how hard I am inside my pants just by looking at her in this dress? Show her how happy I am that she’s my wife? That I get to keep her forever?”.

That's it.

You slightly pulled away from him and grabbed his hand before leading him away from the dance floor and out of the wedding reception, not caring if someone actually saw you two leave. Your free hand held the edge of your dress as the two of you walked down the hall. He followed you like a puppy, a stupid, inebriated smile on his lips, his body quivering with anticipation and frenzy.

You arrived in front of a door that marked ‘storage room’ on its nameplate and looked around noticing that no one was there. You opened the door and pulled Jay inside with you and before you could even fully turn towards him, his hands were already on your face and his lips had captured yours in a kiss that took the breath out of your lungs.

He closed the door with his feet as he devoured you in a passionate and devastating kiss. Never letting you go, he removed one hand from your face before locking the door, returning his full attention to you immediately after.

He didn't know why but that was one of the most beautiful and breathtaking kiss you had ever exchanged, so overwhelming it made his knees weak and his stomach twist.

It may have been the fact that was the first real and passionate kiss as a married couple, maybe it was because he could finally call you his wife, because he could do this for the rest of his life, but all of this drove him like crazy.

“God I want you so much baby,” you breathed out in a little moment of separation. He didn't give you room to do or say anything else because he started kissing you again so intensely that a hit train would’ve been less crushing.

You slightly parted your lips and his tongue slid in your mouth without hesitation as they moved in sync against each other. Your dragged your hands along his chest, touching every bit of his body you could reach, almost shaking from the frenzy and desire of wanting to touch his heated skin.

A deep moan vibrated in his throat when you sucked on his tongue, making him lose that shred of sanity he had left. He pushed you against the wall, his body pressed against yours as he continued to kiss you passionately and greedily.

“You'll be the death of me,” he murmured against your lips as he planted kisses up your jaw and down to your neck. His tongue wet your skin as he nibbled it, his lips sucking at the same time making you gasp and writhe in pleasure. “I want to fucking rip this dress off you.”

You giggled – since the feeling was pretty much reciprocated – eyes still half closed as you enjoyed the sensation his lips gave you. “Don't you dare, it was expensive as fuck.”

He suddenly pulled away from you and a cold feeling took over you at that distance. His eyes traveled down your body and how your wedding dress hugged every single curve perfectly, fuck, it felt like it had been sculpted on you, like it was made just for you to wear.

He just wanted to take a good look at you, imprint in his memory every single detail of you in your white wedding dress.

But the way he looked at you, God. He was like a predator about to haunt his prey, glaring at it with desire, ready to capture it and devour its flesh with voracity and hunger. You felt so beautiful, like you could rule the world, like you were unstoppable, and you could only thank your husband for that.

“Fuck baby…” His chest rising and falling heavily due to that ardent kiss. He bit his bottom lip so hard he thought it’d start bleeding. He shook his head slightly as he continued to look at you lustfully, as if he could hardly believe you really existed, that you were actually his. “My beautiful, perfect wife…” He sighed. “I could just come from looking at you damn it.”

You pulled him back to you by the collar of his jacket and had to use all the strength you had in your body not to tear it off him along with that shirt. You kissed him again as your hands roamed down his body. You just couldn't take it anymore, you felt you’d explode soon or later if you didn't have him immediately.

You slipped his jacket off his shoulders, dropping it to the floor and hastily unbuttoned his shirt, eager to finally touch him, feel his skin against yours.

He did the same, unzipping your dress and you pulled away as he helped you step out of it. You didn't care if it got dirty or even ripped, you were just eager to finally have him, to feel him, your mind too foggy to think about anything other than Jay. But he took your dress instead of dropping it on the floor and placed it on an empty chair there.

This gesture made you smile with happiness and with every passing second you couldn't help but think about how you couldn't have chosen a better man to be your husband.

It was only then that Jay realized what you were wearing underneath your wedding dress, that vision alone almost making him fall unconscious on the floor. You were wearing one of the sexiest and most breathtaking white lingerie he had ever seen you wear and this made him regret not dragging you out that dance floor sooner.

My fucking wife.

“Baby… Jesus Christ…” he sighed heavily as he looked at you with so much lust and hunger, his mouth and his eyes wide open. “You… Wow… You’re so fucking beautiful… Holy shit…”

“I guess you like it then,” you giggled like a schoolgirl and grabbed his hands, pulling him back to you. He wasted no time touching you, caressing your curves and sliding his hand down your back until he grabbed your ass. He squeezed and massaged it with so much passion you were sure he’d leave some marks.

“Is this what you were hiding from me under that dress? Fuck if I had known I would’ve fucked you on that damn dance floor in front of everyone.” He started to grind his pelvis with yours and making you moan when his hard dick pressed against your intimacy.

“Jay please…” you sighed as he continued to grind against you, making you lose your mind. God you wanted him so much you it hurt.

His lips kept brushing his lips against yours, pulling back when you tried to kiss him and chuckling at your frustration.

“My sweet beautiful wife,” he murmured and placed his lips on your neck, on that particular spot that he knew made you lose your mind. A small moan left your mouth as he began to lick and suck at your skin again and you tilted your head, giving him more access. “I can't wait to be inside you.”

You grabbed his face and pressed your mouth on his, kissing him voraciously and passionately. It was like you were burning inside, as if your soul was trying to escape from inside your body and merge with his.

You had reached the point where you couldn't hold on for a second longer, you wanted your husband, you wanted him to take you there against those cold walls while all the guests danced in the wedding reception unaware of what you were doing.

You frantically unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers and freeing his hard erection, after sliding his shirt down his arms and leaving him naked in all his glory. You wrapped your hand around his erected dick and he let out a throaty moan, so fucking sexy you found yourself squeezing your legs together for some relief.

“Fuck yes…” he groaned as he struggled to continue kissing you while your hand pumped up and down on his dick. “I want to fuck this pretty mouth so bad,” he placed a hand on your cheek as his thumb caressed your lips. You took it into your mouth, licking and sucking it while your eyes were fixed on his.

He stopped when another loud moan left his mouth and he tilted his head back, his mind too clouded with pleasure. “Shh… You don’t want anyone to hear us don’t you love?” You smirked as you let go of his thumb.

“I don't give a fuck, I just need you,” he whimpered in an increasingly desperate tone.

“Yeah? How bad do you need me baby? Tell me,” you whispered sensually, biting his bottom lip as you slowed the pace of your hand and earning a frustrated verse from him.

“Fuck… Stop playing with me,” he warned you while at the same time his hips buckled up to meet your hand’s motion. You drew imaginary circles on his tip with your thumb, wet from the stain of precum. “Fucking tease,” he hissed before kissing you again. It was a sloppy and messy kiss, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth, your saliva mixing with each other.

“Now get on your knees.”

Your pussy clenched at the sound of those words and you were never so happy to obey. You were about to kneel down but before you could, he picked up his jacket from the ground and placed it in front of you, making you smile like an idiot.

If there was one thing that Jay cared about more than anything it was knowing that you were comfortable, everything else came second and this was one of the many things you loved about him: how thoughtful and caring he was, even at certain times you always came first.

“I love you so much, you know that?” You kissed him sweetly, making him smile.

“It’ll be better for you since I put a ring on that finger.” He chuckled. “And I love you so much more.”

Your heart exploded in your chest and you kissed him one last time before kneeling down, your eyes still in his as he watched with attention every little movement you made.

You jerked him off again before moving your face closer to his dick, sticking your tongue out and he almost fainted… Fuck, he wanted to take a picture of that moment so badly, he would’ve printed it out and hung it all over your home because that vision alone was pure heaven.

Maybe it wasn't a proper thing to do to compare the image of you with his dick in your hand and your tongue sticking out to heaven, but he was too distracted to think about it.

A deep, guttural moan escaped his mouth as you traced a long wet line with your tongue from the base of his dick to the tip, which went straight to his pussy, forcing you to squeeze your legs together again.

“Ah holy shit…” he sighed, breaking off with another moan when you drew circles on his tip with your tongue just as you had done with your thumb not long before, tasting the saltiness of the leaking precum. “Fuck baby please stop torturing me…”

You smirked before wrapping your lips around his veiny dick and taking it fully into your mouth, starting a steady rhythm as you bobbed your head up and down his shaft.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he whimpered in pleasure as the heat of your mouth enveloped him. His eyes were half closed, his lips slightly parted as he struggled to maintain control and not make any noises. But it was so fucking hard, especially when your eyes were looking at him with so much sensuality they took the air out of his chest, not when your mouth was making him more ecstatic than any drug that existed.

“Yeah baby just like that… Oh yes… My sweet girl…”

He threw his head back, giving you a perfect view of his neck, his prominent jawline and veins and that alone was one of the hottest, sexiest things you had ever seen in your entire life.

His moans filled that little storage room and you hoped for a second no one was passing by or they would’ve surely heard him, but this thought immediately vanished, too caught up to his pleasure to care about the rest of the world.

Jay began to move his hips, fucking your mouth and hitting the back of your throat with the tip of his dick. “Shit, shit…” he loudly moaned “God you’re so fucking pretty with my dick in your mouth.”

And it was true.

You were so breathtakingly beautiful. Especially with your watery eyes, the mascara running down your cheeks, your lips swollen and pink as they continued to grind on his shaft, back and forth, again and again.

You tried not to gag while he continued to fuck your throat with particular voracity but it was almost impossible, just as it was becoming difficult to breathe as his dick kept completely filling your mouth.

“Y-yes baby… Oh fuck… That mouth of yours will be the death of me.”

Even though you were the one on your knees, you felt so powerful. Damn it, how much you loved knowing you were the only one who could make him feel this way, that you were the only one whose mouth he could fuck so mercilessly it almost made you choke on his dick, knowing that his moans, his sighs and whimpers were only and solely for you, knowing that it was only you who was making him lose his mind so badly.

He placed a hand on your head, threading his fingers into your styled hair, tugging and making you moan onto his dick. God you loved it when he did that, and he knew it.

Sensing you were having trouble breathing, Jay pulled his dick out of your mouth, taking it into his hand. “Stick out your tongue.”

You did as he said, feeling every cell in your body go up in flames.

“Such a good girl. My baby is so good for me."

He smirked as he began to slam his dick against your tongue which left a long stream of saliva on it, his other hand still in your hair as he continued to maneuver your head to his liking.

“You like that huh? You like being my pretty little slut?”.

“Fuck yes baby, please use me.”

He put his dick in your mouth again, letting out some of the most borderline pornographic moans you’ve ever heard along with strings of obscenities and profanities.

“My wife is so dirty… Oh god yeah… She likes being dirty for me?” He groaned and you managed to nod while looking at me through your lashes. It didn't take long for him to feel the orgasm starting to build inside him and he had to stop, not being able to hold on any longer.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck stop baby, you're gonna make me come,” he panted as if he'd run a marathon, stepping back and letting his dick pop out of your mouth. “I… Fuck, I need to be inside you.”

Before you could say or do anything, he helped you get on your feet and pressed his lips to yours still swollen, wet and pink from the killer blowjob you had just given him. He pressed your back against the cold wall but you didn't care, you were too hot to notice.

A moan escaped your lips this time when he moved your lace panties to the side with his fingers and slid them over your pussy.

“Fuck… Baby, ah yeah…”

“So fucking wet god… You drive me insane, I can't wait to be inside this pussy,” he kissed your neck as his fingers drew imaginary circles on your clit giving you the pleasure you so much needed.

Your hips began to slowly rotate following the same movement he was doing, your mind clouded with pleasure as you felt yourself already on the verge of an orgasm. God you were so horny, you didn't think you'd ever been this eager to fuck him.

“Look at that, fuck me, you're soaking my hands baby…”

“Bab-… Fuck yes… Please…” you babbled senselessly, struggling to keep at bay the moans and sighs that had taken the place of Jay's and were filling the storage room at that moment. “I… I can't…”

You wrapped an arm around his neck while grabbing his bicep with the other hand, trying to find some support because you felt like you’d collapse on the floor at any moment.

Your lips nibbled and sucked the skin of his neck making him sigh in your ear, on one hand to keep your almost uncontainable moans and on the other because you wanted to mark him, because you loved seeing what you did to him, you loved knowing he has only yours.

“Ah yeah… Fuck…” you hissed, biting down on his skin when he penetrated you with two fingers.

“Yes baby, fuck yourself on my fingers. Show me how much you like when your husband touches you like that.”

“J-Jay… Oh shit… I need you please…” you managed to stammer between moans. You felt like you were about to come but you needed to feel him, you needed his dick inside you.

Jay pulled his fingers out and you almost had a heart attack when he brought them to his lips. Without his eyes ever leaving yours, he licked away every trace of your fluids, humming with pleasure as he tasted you.

“You taste like heaven, I can't wait to lick every fucking drop and make you come on my face.”

“Jay I'm about to lose my goddamn mind. Please hurry up.”

He chuckled and brought his hands to your ass, pressing your half covered pussy by your panties still pulled aside against his dick, making both of you sigh with desire.

“What do you want baby? Tell me.”

You grabbed his face with your hands, pressing your mouth against his and sliding your tongue inside his when he slightly parted his lips. His hands continued to massage your now red ass, pressing his fingers hard as you kept grinding against each other.

“I want my husband to fuck me against this wall,” you whispered against his lips, pink and swollen from your impetuous kisses, your noses brushing.

My husband.

These simple words made him feel a sensation he couldn’t quite describe, an explosion of emotions that caused an electric shock to go through his entire body, which made his heart beat wildly and his legs feel like jelly.

It was pure melody.

It was so sweet and sexy at the same time, it made him was so happy he felt like he was touching the sky with a finger. He was your fucking husband and he couldn’t still fathom the idea he really managed to make you his wife.

Jay crashed his lips against yours again, sucking out that little trace of your soul you still had left in your body. He was eager to possess you, to feel you, to show you how much he loved and wanted you.

His hands lowered to your thighs and you took that as a sign to jump into his arms. With almost astonishing ease, he lifted you up and you wrapped your legs around his hips and your arms around his neck.

Your back was pressed against the cold wall but it didn't bother you, you couldn't even feel it. With one hand he held your thigh, while the other stroked his dick a couple of times before aligning it towards your entrance, penetrating you with a single slow thrust and making both of you to let out a loud and deep moan.

“Jesus Christ, fuck…” he moaned, using every ounce of his will and strength not to come instantly. His other hand settled on your thigh again and his fingers pressed so hard they felt like they were going to tear your skin at any moment.

Jay had his face buried in the crook of your neck, his lips wide open as if trying to get some air, his breathing quickened.

“Shit baby you feel so good inside me,” you breathed out as his dick stretched out every corner of your vagina. He wasn't even moving and you were already falling apart. “Please move…”

Jay pulled out of you slightly just to penetrate you again, this time with more force. He started moving his hips slowly, in and out of you, making you crave for more. But it didn't take long for him to start fucking you like his life depended on it, his thrusts now stronger.

He was thrusting so deep you could feel him in every corner of your body and a piece of you disintegrating with each passing second. Your arms held him close to you, your fingers on his shoulders while your nails slid across his skin, leaving marks that would probably stay there for days.

“God baby I can't get enough of you, f-fuck…” he groaned in your ear as his lips left trails of wet kisses on your neck and his tongue licked your sweaty skin.

You tried to answer but the pleasure was so intense, so high you couldn’t get anything out of your mouth other than a moan or a whimper. It felt so fucking good you couldn't even describe it.

A particularly loud moan escaped your lips as he gave a particular deep thrust, making you almost jump out of your skin as he hit your G-spot. “Oh my fucking god… Just like that… Oh yeah baby…”

“That's it, moan for for me princess. You’re being so good.”

He raised his head from the crook of your neck so he could look at you. You opened your eyes and met his eyes shining with luxury and passion, his pupils so dilated you couldn’t see the green of his irises.

His dick twitched inside you as he continued to fuck you against the wall mercilessly, and seeing you so deeply in the throes of pleasure, your mouth slightly open, your cheeks flushed, your eyes half closed… He was going crazy.

You kept looking at each other’s eyes, extending the deep connection between you two to another level. It wasn’t just your bodies that were fucking, but your souls too and you would’ve payed gold to stop the time and live this moment over and over again, forever.

“I love you so much baby, God I love you.”

“Fuck.” He crashed his lips into yours in a messy and sloppy kiss due to the continuous gasps interrupting you. You rested your forehead on his, both covered in a thin layer of sweat.

“Mine.”

He kissed you as his dick soaked with your fluids continued to thrust in and out of your pussy.

“Mine.”

He kissed you again.

“Mine.”

He kissed you once again, sucking and biting your lower lip but stopped by another moan as your walls clenched around him making him struggle to even stand still.

“God… Oh yes baby keep going… Please…” you spluttered and closed your eyes as you felt your orgasm take over you.

“Don't close your eyes, please look at me… Ah Jesus… Fuck yeah keep clenching around me like that, you’re such a good girl for me baby.”

You did as he said as you placed your hands on his face looking into his eyes and feeling that sensation of pressure twisting and clenching your insides.

“I love you, fuck… S-so much…” you cried out again now, your mind completely gone. Your eyes started to water from the intensity of his thrusts and you felt like you were going to implode in that same instant. “I'm coming, I'm coming, I’m coming please don’t stop…”

A loud moan escaped your lips as an overwhelming orgasm hit you like a truck, almost giving you a heart attack. Your arms encircled his neck again, your nails scratching the skin of his shoulders.

You didn't know if you could die from an orgasm but damn that was exactly how you felt. It was like someone made you fall from a ten-story building without a parachute.

Jay exploded in an orgasm after a few more thrusts, filling your pussy with his cum until the last drop before pulling out. He exhaustedly rested his head on your shoulder leaving small, sweet kisses on your neck.

The silence that now reigned in the storage room was only broken by your panting while you both tried to catch your breath as if you had just run a marathon.

You felt so good in that moment, like your body was floating in space and you didn't know if it was the thrill of being discovered, if it was the wedding, but that was the best sex you had ever had.

“God I can't feel my body anymore,” you murmured and he chuckled as you stroked the hair on the back of his head, leaving kisses on his cheek in the meantime.

That little room smelled of him, you and sex and you had never smelled a more sublime fragrance.

“Can we stay here forever?”.

“I'm afraid we still have a party to attend,” he tiredly chuckled again. Jay raised his head to look at you, a stupid smile on his lips, his heart happy. “Do you have any idea how fucking beautiful you are angel?”.

You smiled and gave him a kiss on the lips, this time sweet and gentle in contrast to the ones exchanged so far. “And you're a flatterer Mr Halstead, I know I look awful right now, my makeup is all ruined.”

“You’ve never been more beautiful than you are now Mrs Halstead. You look like you've been fucked properly.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, already starting to imagine the jokes and teasing your friends would make as soon as they’d see you, not to mention the embarrassment in front of your relatives and family.

You decided you’d think about this at the right time.

After both of your regained a bit of strength again, Jay carefully put you down but wrapping an arm around your waist when your knees buckled and you nearly fell to the ground.

“Wipe that stupid grin off your face,” you commented with mock annoyance when you noticed the smug, proud expression he was looking at you with and the way he was trying not to chuckle.

“I take full credit,” he laughed and before you could respond he silenced you with a kiss, making you forget what you even wanted to say.

After getting dressed, Jay helped you put your wedding dress back on, zipping it up your back and helping you fix your hair and what was left of your makeup as much as he could. He left a kiss on your right shoulder as his hands stroked up and down your arms. “I don't want to go back there.”

He kept planting kisses on your shoulder and up towards the crook of your neck and your jaw until he reached your cheek which he insisted on, making you smile stupidly. His arms wrapped around your hips from behind, pressing your body against him and holding you until you were almost breathless.

“Where did the ‘we have a party to attend’ go?” You teased him, meanwhile placing your hands on his and caressing them.

“I want you all to myself, I'm not ready to share you with other people again, plus now I want to fuck you again.”

You laughed, feeling your cheeks heat up. “Already?“.

“Already? Baby I would spend twenty-four hours a day and seven days a week buried deep inside you, don't act like you don't know me c'mon.” He kissed you again. “And above all seeing my cum dripping out of you and this damn lingerie drives me crazy, you can’t seriously expect me to resist you.”

You turned to him and cupped his face in your hands before pressing your lips against his as his arms encircled your hips again. A flock of butterflies exploded inside your stomach and he kissed you breathtakingly, making you lose the ground beneath your feet.

“I love you so much,” you whispered between kisses, forgetting again that the two of you had been locked in that storage room for God knew how long. “I'm so happy I married you.”

He smiled as you kissed him again, almost making you kiss his teeth. He’d never get tired of hearing it, no matter how much you had said it. “God baby I love you so much more.” He held you even tighter, as if he wanted to somehow get under your skin and steal your soul, which he had actually been doing for so long.

“My wife, my wife, my wife,” he continued to whisper, stealing several more kisses from you, kisses that he actually couldn't even manage to give you because of the way you couldn't stop smiling.

“You make my heart so happy.”

“Stop you're going to make me cry,” you hit him lightly on the shoulder covered by his jacket, feeling your eyes fill with tears.

God, could you love someone so much it hurt? Because that's how you felt.

You loved that man so much. So intensely you couldn't sleep when he wasn't there, so much you missed him even when he was just a few meters away from you, so deeply you couldn't imagine a life without him since the moment you met him.

You had always dreamed of an everlasting love, the kind that took your breath away just by thinking of it, that fairytale love, that love you had always read in novels and seen in films and Jay Halstead gave you all this and much more than you ever imagined or deserved.

He was peace.

He was home.

He was everything you had ever wanted and more.

Jay took your hands in his, bringing them to his lips and leaving a kiss on both of them, focusing in particular on your ring finger. His eyes shone like the ring’s stone at that moment and you looked at them mesmerized, thinking about how lucky you were to be able to do this all your life.

“We should go back there…” you murmured in a low voice, already sad for having to break that little bubble in which you took refuge even if not for a long time.

He snorted like a child but nodded. “I can't wait to have you all for myself.”

He intertwined his fingers with yours before unlocking the door and peeking out for a moment to see if anyone was nearby.

“Shit,” he muttered, immediately closing the door again when he saw a waiter walking down the hall holding an empty tray.

You let out a laugh when you saw his expression and he covered your mouth with his hand. “Shh, they'll hear us.”

“Baby we were fucking against the wall ten minutes ago, I'd say we're a little late for that don’t you think?” you whispered back, taking his hand away and looking at him with a raised eyebrow.

He playfully rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah whatever. Now kiss me.”

Before you could say anything he pulled you towards him by your hips, pressing his lips on yours. His body was pressed against the door and yours against his, your arms around his neck and his around your waist as his hands slid on your ass while you made out like teenagers hiding from your own parents.

“I'll never get tired of kissing you, it'll never be enough,” he whispered against your lips, nibbling and sucking your lower lip, making you sigh.

“I know what you're doing, stop it. Until proven otherwise it's still our wedding and we have to celebrate it,” you admonished him, dropping your hands to his chest and slightly pushing yourself away from him. You got a sound of disappointment in response, just what a child would do.

“You know what’s a great way to celebrate? Having sex. C'mon baby, come here.” He tried to put his hands on your hips again but you took a step back, crossing your arms over your chest in mock disappointment.

“We have a whole life to have wild sex. You don’t want to celebrate your wedding with your wife?”.

“Drop the act baby, I’m not falling for it,” he boop your nose with his index finger, a gesture that immediately made you smile even though you tried so hard to hold it back. “Of course I want to celebrate with you, that's not what I meant. This is the best day of my life.”

He chuckled before grabbing your hand and moving away from the door. He opened it again and like a few moments before, he checked no one was coming. When he realized that no one was passing by at that moment, you both left the storage room and he closed the door behind you.

You both smoothed your dress even though it was totally useless, anyone from a mile away could tell you had some hot sex just some moments before.

But you didn't care, it was your day, yours and Jay's and damn, you were free to do whatever you wanted even if it meant sneaking out of your own party to have sex in a storage room.

Okay, it wasn't a very proper thing to do but what could you say, all couples consummated their marriage on their wedding night, you and Jay had just rushed things along.

So you walked hand in hand with your fingers intertwined towards the wedding reception, both of you with a stupid and joyful smile on your faces and happy as you had never been, ready to get drunk and finally start your life together.

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𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜.

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader

Part 1. | This is a series :D

Warnings: Language, Guns/Shooting, Blood, Mentions of abuse, Violence, Mentions of drugs. Teen preg.

Word count: 2140

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𝚈/N,𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢

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The moment your mother and father decided to have unprotected sex was the day your life would end up beginning well nine months later anyway. Neither of your parents were ready for a kid, your father was charged with two counts of first-degree murder two weeks after finding out your mom was pregnant. Even when she knew she was pregnant she used, she started to use triple of whatever she could get her hands on hoping it would kill the thing growing inside of her. It didn't work.

The thought of you being taken and her going to jail led her to give birth to you in her living room. You grew up with her bringing around random men and always being on something. She had the great idea of selling you off to these men when one of them announced his interest in you.

Having you finally seemed to be a good thing in her eyes, it got her money that she could use to buy more stuff. You grew up not remembering anything from previous days, the same vicious cycle. It was too much.

Now being eight years old your mother gave you a new job, she stumbled out of her room tripping over stuff that was all over her floor. She made her way to you before bending down to your height, she ruffled your hair before making sure you were paying attention to her.

"I need you to go to an apartment for me, you know how men come here sometimes? Would you be such a good girl for mommy and go help?" She coaxed you into saying yes before explaing how to get to his apartment, she pushed you out of the door with a small backpack. You repeated the directions to yourself as you looked down at your feet taking small steps not wanting to go but not wanting to upset mother.

Once you got to the apartment you knocked a few times on the door. A man opened the door letting you inside, he led you further into his apartment and you couldn't help but drown your mind in happy thoughts. You never liked when these things would happen but you didnt know how to get out.

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I sat in a room with two older men, one shirtless and the other staring me down. I heard the door being kicked in before a voice yelled out, 'Chicago PD.' This caused the two to scramble, one telling me to keep quiet. The other one walked out of the room, I was unsure of what he was going to try to do.

Multiple gun shots went off causing me to jump, the guy pointed a gun at me and I closed my eyes out of fear.

I wanted to cry, I wanted to plead, I didn't want to be shot. I couldn't muster up tears how was I supposed to talk him out of not shooting me. As soon as he saw the other man's body drop in front of the doorway he put a bullet in mine before running to the window and jumping out of it. I let out a scream as I inhaled sharply, tears flooding my eyes, I felt a hand be placed on me which caused me to kick and scream not knowing who it was and because it hurt.

"Hey hey, my name's Alvin, I am a cop, and I have to put pressure until the ambulance gets here." "I can't go, my mom, please." I begged him but he didn't give in, "You need to, I can't let you go home just yet." I started to see white and black dots, my eyes getting so much heavier than they had been a few seconds ago. "Hey kid, stay with me, hey, you can't stop fighting yet. Stay strong." I heard him say but I couldn't do it, I shut my eyes.

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I woke up to beeping surrounding me. I quickly opened my eyes, but just as quickly shut them again regretting that decision as the lights blinded me. I felt pain radiating through my body and I tried to groan, but no sound came out. After a few minutes of laying there trying to gather my thoughts I slowly opened my eyes blinking quickly as I tried to adjust to the bright light. I groaned again this time hearing the sound successfully come out. I turned my head to look around the room. I was welcomed by the sight of a guy I did not know, it was oddly comforting though.

"Hi" I croaked out and he gave me a soft smile sitting up in his seat. "Hey little one, my name's Hank, what's yours?" I shook my head, "Momma said I can't say nothing to no cops," I told him and he nodded his head. "Well, then how am I supposed to get you back to your momma when you are all better?" "Drop me off in the neighborhood you found me in, I'll make sure I get home, I'm always walking around there." "You shouldn't be at such a young age." "Not telling a cop no more, please leave." He nodded and placed a card on the table beside me.

Deep down I really didn't want him to leave, hell he was the only one who showed up for me to wake up, but he was a cop, momma would rip me a new one if I talked to him.

Later that day I snuck out of my bed, it hurt so much but I had to get back to my mother, I found a stack of clothes that fit me and changed into them putting the gown on the bed. I saw the card he put down and shrugged grabbing it and stuffing it into my boot. I snuck out of the window as careful as I could and sort of ran off through the woods. I could barley breath, my chest hurt so much, I know I shouldnt have gotten out of that bed but I was so scared of my mother I didnt care. I knew my way around most of Chicago, it was my home, and I walked around a lot. I soon got back to my home and walked inside being met with a slap from my mother.

"You let my money walk away and you come back late! How dare you?!" My mom yelled at me and I stood up straight making sure I didn't look at her. She hated how much I looked like my father. "I got shot, momma," I stated simply before walking past her and to my room. I heard my mother groan from the living room before a crash. I heard the fridge door open and slam close knowing she was drinking. I slid into my covers and drifted to sleep.

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𝚂𝚒𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍

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A man I did not know got me pregnant at age thirteen. A man who bought time to sleep with me from my own mother got me pregnant. Why was I not surprised? Korren, my son, was now three, I thought I was going to hate him when he was born because I didn't like how he was made. That turned out to be an entire lie, I loved Korren with my entire heart, that little guy was everything I ever wanted.

And yet my mom still gave him away to the alleged father. Told me I have to worry about getting her money, not a kid. How sweet of her.

"You have a job, here." My mom gave me a piece of paper before she fell onto the couch falling asleep. I rolled my eyes and got up from the floor where I had been sitting, I grabbed my bag and walked out of the door. I opened the paper and like every other time, it was an address. I took a deep breath and began walking; I walked everywhere, no matter how far it was.

As I was walking I saw the 21 district station, I stood there for a second wishing I could make it there but I knew I couldn't. I hoisted my bag up before walking again, picking up the pace as I reached the house. I knocked on the door and waited for an answer, a man opened the door and asked for my name. "Hayley." I showed him the paper of his address and he let me in. He handed me a stack of cash and I put it in my bag. I put my bag down and turned to him telling him he could do whatever he wanted to me now. If he went over his time he had to pay extra.

After a few hours I climbed out of his bed, the man was asleep now. I grabbed money from his bedside table and left his room stuffing it in my bag. I picked it up and walked out of his house quickly walking back the way I came, I reached the station again and saw a kid standing there looking up at it.

I walked around him but I guess I caught his eye, he caught up to my side. "I am Jay, I have never seen you around before." "I am not telling you my name, I don't live around here, came to do a job, bye now," I said before turning down an alley between buildings and taking a shortcut.

That wasn't the only time I would meet jay, a few weeks later I was found in his neighborhood. I was walking around randomly this time, I had gotten around here early so the man wasn't home for me. Jay saw me and approached me, "Stalking me now?" He asked and I tilted my head. "Wouldnt it be you stalking me?" I asked and crossing my arms.

"You are in my neighborhood, so I don't think so," he said and I rolled my eyes. "I am doing a job, so therefore I am not stalking, I was told to come here. That house." I pointed and he furrowed his brows, "He's. Wait what job?" "What's it to you?" "He's a weird guy." "I get money and my mom doesn't get mad so I don't get a choice." "How much?" "This guy, in particular, is paying two hundred for two hours, why?" "I'll get you the money, come with me?" "Promise me money?" "Promise."

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I was sitting on his bed with him a few feet in front of me in a chair, he faced me and began to speak. "Please tell me your name. I want to get to know you." Something about those words and his face made me want to tell him everything.

Over the months it seemed that I did in fact tell him everything, everything that I could remember.

He convinced me to go to the cops about it.

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I rummaged through my closet and found a small box, I opened it and found Hank's card. It was in my boot from the day I got shot, I never wore those shoes after that day, I couldn't. I quickly folded it put it in my bra and stood back up kicking the stuff back into the closet.

My mom opened the door throwing a piece of paper at me before going into the bathroom. I rolled my eyes before grabbing the paper and walking out of the apartment, I took a deep breath before walking downstairs.

I felt my feet hit the concrete after the stairs and I took off running, I didn't stop until I got into Jay's neighborhood, I saw his house and shook my head not slowing down. I opened the district's doors climbed the stairs and saw the desk at the front. I felt fear take over, and I backed up, I couldn't do it.

"Are you okay?" I heard someone's voice causing me to jump slightly as I looked over, almost snapping my neck at how fast I looked. "Oh uh, no." "Let's bring you to Trudy, she's harmless, especially with younger people, I promise."

He brought me towards the desk, "Sergeant, hello. I found her at the stairs, she said she wasn't okay, thought she would want to talk to you out of anyone."

He walked off as soon as she dismissed him and held out her hand to me, I took it shaking her hand. "I am Trudy, you are?" "Y/N." "Nice to meet you, Y/N. How may I help you?"

I let go of her hand reached into my shirt and pulled out the card placing it on her desk. She saw the name and she just nodded, she grabbed a phone calling the number. He showed up not too long after, I was surprised he even cared about me, a random sixteen-year-old he hasn’t seen in eight years. But now this meant you had to trust him, that was going to be hard.

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Flowers - Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader

Pairing : Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader

Prompt : “This is actually the first time I’ve received flowers…” 

Summary : You decide to surprise your boyfriend with some flowers for his birthday. 

Warnings : none I think? 

A/n : sorry for any mistakes, this is my first time writing for Jay but I honestly love how cute this turned out 😁

You had decided that you wanted to surprise Jay with some flowers, since you thought it would be a cute and nice gesture.  

You had just spent the last few days in New York, which made you feel awful since you knew that his birthday was coming soon and you didn’t want to miss it. 

As soon as you got the green light to be able to head back to Chicago, you booked a flight as soon as possible. But you didn’t tell Jay anything. And after discussing it with his coworkers and Voight. You decided to surprise him by cooking his favourite meal and getting him some small gifts and flowers. Everyone agreed it was a great idea and that Jay would love it for sure. 

After landing safely back home, you started to get everything ready before Jay could get home, since it was supposed to be a surprise. You just hoped he wouldn’t figure it out, since that would ruin the surprise.

Jay felt like something was off, since he tried to text and call you. But you weren’t picking up at all. He started to get really worried, so as soon as his work hours ended, Jay ran out of the district so fast that he nearly fell down a few times. He tried calling your number a few times, but every single time it went straight to voicemail. 

Driving to your shared apartment, his heart was pounding. But seeing your car parked in your designated spot. He started to get confused, you were supposed to still be in New York?

While you were adding the finishing touches to the meal and checking your outfit, Jay was running up the stairs trying to find his keys.

Stopping in front of the door he sighed, he had completely forgotten about his keys and left them in his truck. But before he could turn around to run back down to his truck, the front door opened revealing you.

Smiling at him softly, you said “Happy early birthday my love.” Jay looked so shocked but after a few seconds he smiled so widely pulling you in for a short but sweet kiss. “I missed you so much Y/n. I’m so happy you're finally home.” Jay said, pulling away softly before leaning in to place a few more kisses on your lips. “Me too.” You laughed, tracing his cheeks with your finger. “Have I told you how beautiful you are?” He asked pulling you in for an even tighter hug. “Yes, you have. But it’s always nice to hear it.” You laughed softly, he was so adorable. 

“Now c’mon. I made dinner! I don’t know if you will even like it but-” Jay cut you off by kissing you. “I’m sure it’s amazing sweetheart. Just like you.” He winked at you. You just laughed at him, tugging him by the arm towards the kitchen where you had set up a small table with a candle and champagne.

Jay’s eyes widened a bit, you had gone all out. But it made him even happier, Jay knew that you were the one for him. He even planned on asking you to marry him someday. Jay saw a future with you. 

Seeing the food on the table, he immediately started to feel hungry. Jay hadn’t eaten much today, since the unit had a high priority case so he was working a lot and barely had the time to eat a proper meal.

“Can I help with anything honey?” He asked, hugging you from behind and placing his chin on your shoulder. “Maybe you could open the champagne? I think I already have everything ready, just a few last things I need to add.” You smiled looking at him. Jay looked so happy and relaxed, his green eyes were sparkling. Which made him look even cuter with his cheek dimples. 

After he had opened the champagne, you realised you had forgotten something. 

“Oh! One more thing before I forget!” You said quickly walking back to the hallway. Jay’s face filled with confusion, but that confusion turned into shock when he saw you walk in with a bouquet of a dozen red roses. 

“These are for you. I figured I would buy these for you when I was walking by a flower shop in the airport. They symbolise love, faithfulness and loyalty.” You smiled at him. His cheeks immediately went red. “Y/n…I-I don’t know what to say. These are beautiful. Thank you so much.” Jay had tears in his eyes, he never felt so loved and cared for as he did right now. “I hope you like them.” You said handing him the flowers. “This is actually the first time I’ve received flowers…” Jay chuckled sadly, wiping a small tear from his cheek. Without saying anything you simply pulled him into a hug saying “I will definitely be getting you more flowers in the future then.” You said walking over closer and wiping his cheeks softly before kissing him. “I love you so so much Y/n.” He whispered, looking you straight into the eyes. “And I love you even more Jay.” You pulled him in for another kiss.

After the amazing meal, you and Jay curled up on the sofa catching up on the episodes of your favourite show. Looking over at him you smiled, he was definitely the one for you.

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JJ’s Fic and Moodboard Masterlist Updated 2/28/24

Moodboards

Best Friends Brother AU || One Chicago || Sarah Reese x Connpr Rhodes

Sarah Reese: Police Officer || One Chicago || Sarah Reese Centric

Single Dad!Severide || One Chicago || Kelly Severide Centric

Halstead Brothers Adopt Reese || One Chicago || Gen

Merlyn Twins au || One Chicago & Arrow || Tommy Merlyn & Connor Rhodes

One Chicago x Jatp Fusion || One | Two | Three || One Chicago & Julie and The Phantoms || Mult-ship

The Andi AU || One | Two || One Chicago || Sarah Reese Centric & Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

The Resident x One Chicago Crossover || One | Two || The Resident & One Chicago || Gen: Conrad Hawkins & Sarah Reese

Ballet au || One Chicago || Sarah Reese Centric

Voight Family Values || One Chicago || Gen: Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

Sarah Reese as a Former Black Widow || One Chicago & Marvel Studios || Gen: Sarah Reese & Bucky Barnes

The Sisters Halstead || One Chicago || Gen: Makayla Ward & OC

MCU Spiderman Meets The Amazing Spiderman || Marvel Studios || Gen

Mockingbird || One Chicago & DC TV || Gen: Sarah Reese & Dick Grayson & Mult-Ship

Severide & Reese Step-Siblings au || One Chicago || Gen: Sarah Reese & Kelly Severide

Burgstead Pregnancy AU || One Chicago || Jay Halstead x Kim Burgess

Superstar Juke AU || Julie and The Phantoms || Julie Molina x Luke Patterson

NHL Star! Connor Rhodes || One Chicago || Connor Rhodes Centric

WHAT IF NESTA COULDN’T PHYSICALLY SPEAK IN ACOTAR? || ACOTAR || Nesta Archeron x Cassian

What if Paulo took Daisy with him when he left Clump? || Irreverent || Gen: Paulo Keegan & Daisy

FICS

Marvel Comics

The One Where Tony Survives (Alt Endgame Universe) || WIP (Series)

A Handful of Moments I Wished I Could Change (And a Tongue like a Nightmare that Cut like a Blade) || Complete || One Shot

Two Worlds (One Family) || Complete || One Shot

The Darcy Lewis Chonicles (Series)

Just Tony || Darcy Lewis and Tony Stark || One Shot

Julie and The Phantoms

Found a Time and Space || WIP || Multi-Chapter || Juke & Williex

In These Small Hours (Series) || Complete

Hollywood Tragedy Aftermath || Complete || Bobby | Trevor Wilson Centric

Do You Hear That Love? || Complete ||  One Shot  || Willie x Alex

Melancholy Kaleidoscope || Complete || One Shot  || Julie x Luke

Little Wonders (These Twists and Turns of Fate) || Complete || One Shot || Julie x Luke and Willie x Alex

One Chicago 

You Held Me Up on Your Shoulders Way Up High || Chicago Med and Chicago Fire || WIP || Multi-Chapter || Sarah Reese and Kelly Severide 

It Was a One Night Stand Until I Woke Up Next to You || Chicago PD || WIP (Series)

It Was a One Night Stand Until I Woke Up Next to You || WIP ||  Multi-Chapter || Jay Halstead x Kim Burgess 

Blood Thicker Than Water || One Shot || Complete || Jay Halstead x Kim Burgess

Married But As Friends (Series) Chicago Med || Complete

Delicate || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

You Could Still See the Best in Me || Chicago Med ||  Complete || One Shot || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

Cause I Clutched Your Arms like Stairway Railings || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

Freeze Time, Baby Rewind  || Chicago Med ||  Complete || One Shot || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

Friends Don't Look at Friends That Way || Chicago Med || Complete || Multi-Chapter || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

Come Back Be Here (Series) || Complete

Never Stop || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

Guilty by Association || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

If I Drift in the Wrong Direction (You Turn the Tide) || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

You & Me || Chicago Med || Complete || Multi-Chapter || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

Reader Imagines (Series)

Apartment Fire || One Chicago || Complete || One Shot || Jay Halstead &  Disabled fem!reader Halstead sibling

Doctor Visit  || One Chicago || Complete || One Shot || Halstead brothers Will & Jay Halstead &  Disabled fem!reader Halstead sibling, and Manstead if you squint

One Chicago Soulmate AU || WIP (Series)

Your Words (Burned into My Skin) || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

In Your Eyes (and it all makes sense) || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

Sweet Nothing (All You Wanted From Me Was) || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

Long Story Short  || WIP (Series)

Rare as a Glimmer of a Comet  || Chicago Med || Complete || One Shot ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

Voight Family Values || WIP (Series)

Yeah, I Just Wanna Take You Home || Chicago Med || Complete || Multi-Chapter ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

Hold On, I Still Want You  || Chicago Med || Complete || Multi-Chapter ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

Interlude: What If || Chicago Med || Complete || Drabble || Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

Bottled Up Feelings are Silently Screaming (You Were Breaking Down) || Chicago Med || WIP || Multi-Chapter ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

DC TV

What Happened in Russia, Didn’t Stay in Russia || Arrow || Oliver x Felicity (An AU season 2 rewrite) || WIP (Series)

You’ll Always Be My Girl (or Felicity’s first scar and Oliver’s lecture) || Complete || One Shot

Slade’s Promise (Or Oliver’s Overprotective But with Good Reason) || Compete || One Shot

DC TV/Chicago Med Crossover

Mockingbird & Co.

The Same Little Breaks In Your Soul || Chicago Med || Arrow || Titans ||  WIP || Multi-Chapter ||  Sarah Reese x Connor Rhodes

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masterlist

* indicates smut

✨ indicates a personal favorite

💕indicates fluff

☔️ indicates angst(will always have a happy ending though !

anything without a link is a work-in-progress

one chicago

connor rhodes

connor rhodes blurbs and headcanons

kelly severide

pretty girl (kelly severide x fem! reader) *

kelly severide blurbs and headcanons

matthew casey

matthew casey blurbs and headcanons

adam ruzek

adam ruzek blurbs and headcanons

erin lindsay

you’re the man, but i got the power (jay halstead x erin lindsay x reader)

erin lindsay blurbs and headcanons

antonio dawson

wild nights (antonio dawson x jay halstead x fem! reader) *

quickie (antonio dawson x fem! reader) *

spicy sweet (antonio dawson x fem! reader) *(allusions to smut, no actual smut)

hotheaded (antonio dawson x fem! reader) 💕

coming clean (antonio dawson x fem! reader) ☔️

workaholic (antonio dawson x fem ! reader) 💕

antonio dawson blurbs and headcanons

greg “mouse” gerwitz

movie night (greg gerwitz x fem! reader) ☔️💕

oblivious (greg gerwitz x fem! reader) 💕

lover boy (greg gerwitz x fem! reader) 💕

softie(greg gerwitz x jay halstead x fem! reader)*

i can’t lose you (greg gerwitz x fem! reader) ☔️

impulsive (jay halstead x greg gerwitz x fem! reader) *

it’s a rock (greg gerwitz x fem! reader) ☔️💕

greg “mouse” gerwitz blurbs and headcanons

jay halstead

pretty boy (jay halstead x fem! reader) * ✨

backseat (jay halstead x fem! reader) *

taking care(jay halstead x gn! reader) *

the thought of losing you (jay halstead x fem! reader) ☔️

red bottoms (jay halstead x fem! reader) *

impulsive (jay halstead x greg gerwitz x fem! reader) *

softie(jay halstead x greg gerwitz x fem! reader) *

taking control (jay halstead x fem! reader) *

sweetheart (jay halstead x reader) 💕 ✨

sugary sweet (jay halstead x reader) 💕 pt. 2 to sweetheart

she’s not you (jay halstead x reader) *

snapshot (jay halstead x fem! reader) *

home again (jay halstead x fem! reader) ☔️💕✨

the one that (almost) got away (jay halstead x fem! reader) 💕

soft (jay halstead x chubby! fem reader) *

you’re the man, but i got the power (jay halstead x erin lindsay x reader)

innocence(Jay Halstead x fem! reader)-multichapter, link is to the masterlist for this fic

jay halstead blurbs and headcanons

hank voight

be with you (hank voight x fem! reader) *

hank voight blurbs and headcanons

kevin atwater

kevin atwater blurbs and headcanons

Top Gun: Maverick

jake “hangman” seresin

jake “hangman” seresin blurbs and headcanons

criminal minds

alex blake

mirror sex w/alex blake x fem reader * ✨

hypnotic (alex blake x fem! reader) *

so…mommy? (alex blake x fem! reader) *

aaron hotchner

brat. (aaron hotchner x fem! reader) *

dessert’s ready (aaron hotchner x derek morgan x reader) *

please daddy (aaron hotchner x fem! reader) *

hold me, love me, touch me (aaron hotchner x gn! reader) 💕

should’ve just asked (aaron hotchner x fem! reader) *

distracted (aaron hotchner x fem! reader) * ✨

hotch gets a sweet welcome home (aaron hotchner x fem! reader) *

spencer reid

all for you, daddy (spencer reid x fem! reader) *

i’m not threatened (spencer reid x fem! reader) *

emily prentiss

you’re a naughty girl, aren’t you? (emily prentiss x fem! reader) *