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[imaginemalereader]

Requested by @haocovr: Imagine being a doctor at Chicago Med and in love with Ethan Choi

"Good morning Dr. Choi." You greeted as you walked into Med. Ethan was already moving around quickly and reading over a chart in his hand.

"Morning Dr.[Y/N]." He smiled at you quickly before ducking into Trauma 2 to check on his patient.

You smiled back, even though he wasn't looking. It was such a small thing but his greeting was the best part of your morning.

Maggie approached you, a knowing smile and no chart to be seen.

"What are you looking at me like that for?" You asked, even though with Maggie you knew there was no point in trying to deny what she was seeing. She saw everything and that included seeing right through your innocent façade.

"You know exactly why." She said. "You've got to make your move. Go for it, be assertive."

"Maggie," you sighed, "he probably doesn't even-"

"Feel the same?" She interrupted. "You both have comedically bad timing. Every time one of you does something cute, the other blushes but you look away so you just don't see it. He likes you. He's probably afraid to admit it, but he does. So, talk to him. Tell him how you feel."

You looked at her. She was so confident in her assessment and you trusted her judgement on about a million other things, but you struggled to believe her here. Ethan? Liked you too? It just seemed so unlikely.

You went through the day, having only brief interactions with Ethan but each time you swore Maggie lingered around just to see if you would commit. Of course, when discussing patient care, especially in front of a patient, there weren't many opportunities for the topic to come up.

Finally, your day was wrapping up and wouldn't you know it, so was Ethan's. You were on your way to grab your things when Maggie caught your eye and gave you a look and a pushing hand motion followed by a heart. You weren't sure whether to roll your eyes or blush.

Ethan was gathering his things as well when you walked in.

"Long day?" He asked.

"I've certainly had longer. How about you?"

"Not bad, all things considered." He paused. "What are you doing tonight, got any plans?"

"Nothing yet. Why do you ask?" You asked. Ethan always seemed so confident and you really hoped he would make the first move. Maggie's pep talk had helped but you were still uncertain.

Was that a blush on Ethan's face? No, surely you were just imagining it. Ethan didn't blush. Sometimes he would smile and look away but he wasn't the blushing kind. Not that you'd watched his reactions that closely before.

"Curiosity." He finally answered simply.

"Ah." You said, disappointed but trying to hide it. You took your coat and wallet from their places and got ready to leave quietly. You considered walking out the door without saying anything else but Maggie's voice in your head told you not to.

"Do you want to go to Molly's?" You suggested, turning from the door to look at Ethan. He looked surprised at first but then smiled.

"I would like that a lot."

So, the two of you headed to the bar, greeting the firefighters as you sat at a table to give yourselves some more space to talk.

And talk you did. It was a little awkward at first, Ethan was not naturally much of a small talker and you didn't want to dive in too heavy right from the start. But from a bit of work chat, you got to spin off onto some tangents and exchange stories that had you sitting on the edge of your seat to almost doubling over laughing.

After a couple beers, Ethan finally asked you the question you'd been worried about.

"So, what made you invite me to Molly's tonight?" He asked. He certainly hadn't minded the invitation at all and he loved talking to you, but it had been a bit of a surprise.

You hesitated, unsure of how much of your feelings you wanted to lead with.

"Maggie suggested I ask actually. She thought it might be good for us to hang out."

Ethan raised an eyebrow and tried to suppress a smile.

"Funny. She told me a similar thing today."

"Oh did she?" You asked, now raising your own eyebrow. She had played you both like a fiddle. "What exactly did she tell you?"

Ethan studied you for a moment. His face was handsome you thought as he focused on your eyes.

"She told me that I needed to stop missing my moment and take the dive."

"Maggie used the phrase 'take the dive?' Huh." You mused before processing the more important part of what Ethan had been saying. "What moment was she worried about?"

You wanted to believe it would be a romantic moment and everything was leading you there. Your stomach was in your throat and you knew it would just plummet if he said it was purely platonic.

"Apparently I haven't been as subtle about how I feel as I thought. She said you weren't subtle either, I was just not looking hard enough."

How he felt. You felt a warmth in your chest as you could relax now.

"Maggie was rather confident you liked me. And she read me like a book too."

Ethan laughed and he was able to relax again.

"So, you have feelings for me too?" He confirmed.

"I like you, I really do."

You both smiled. How could you not?

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[themultifandomgal]

Ethan Choi- Bed Day

I'm lying in my bed in pain because of that time of the month. My phone rings, I groan rolling over to answer it, however once I see the same across the screen I feel slightly better

"Hiya babe" I say through the phone

"Hey angel I was wondering if you wanted to come over?" Ethan's voice comes through

"Ughh I would but I've just started my period and nothings helping the pain"

"Your in pain?" He asks with concern

"Yeah. Normally the tablets I take help but this time they haven't. I just don't think I'd be very fun to be with at the moment" I chuckle a little

"Ok no worries angel. Get some sleep and I'll speak to you in a bit"

"Ok speak to you later" I put the phone down and close my eyes trying to think of anything but the pain I am currently experiencing.

I must have dozed off because I'm woken up by my front door opening then shutting. I sit up in bed just about to get out when the bedroom door opens revealing Ethan holding a bag

"What are you doing here?"

"Well you said your period started and your in pain so I've come to look after you" he plonks himself down on my bed " I've got you some chips, chocolate, some pads and candy"

"Babe you didn't have to do this"

"Yes I did because I love you" he kisses my forehead as I smile "now let me get you a hot water bottle while you pick out something to watch on Netflix" Ethan walks out holding my Minnie Mouse hot water bottle. I put on my favourite comfort show.

Ethan walks back into the bedroom with the hot water bottle and I put it around my stomach. He climbs in bed with me and pulls me to him so his one arm is around my shoulders and the other is holding the water bottle on my stomach. I open up the bar of chocolate, plopping a square in my mouth then feeding a square to Ethan's. This goes on for a few hours, after eating the chocolate we ate the chip then after that we ate the candy. Before long it's evening time

"How's your tummy?"

"Better than it was but still hurts"

"I'll run you a bath" Ethan kisses my lips as he gets out of bed and makes his way to the bathroom. I hear him turn on the taps, I get out of bed and walk over to my closet pulling out some night clothes. I walk in to the bathroom and the bubbles are flowing, Ethan puts on some calming music

"Let me pamper you. I've got your face wash and face masks here so just relax and think of being at a spar" I giggle a little before getting into the bath. Ethan washes my face then puts on a face mask

"Thank you for this"

"Anything for you my angel"

"You truly are the best boyfriend in the world"

"And your the best girlfriend in the galaxy"

"Ok now your just being cheesy"

"But you love it"

"Hmmm maybe I do. Can you stay the night?" I ask with my eyes closed

"Of course I will"

After the bath I get changed and both Ethan and I climb into bed, our legs tangle with each other's and I lay my head on his chest

"I don't think I say this enough but I love you"

"I'm glad you don't say it all the time because then when you do say it it hasn't lost it's meaning. I love you too angel now let's put on a film, anything in particular?"

"Just an easy watch because I'm probably gonna end up falling asleep" I giggle

"Ok how about Matilda. We haven't watched that in a while?"

"Ooo yes Matilda" Ethan presses play "thank you to today" I snuggle into Ethan and soon fall asleep as the pains start to ease.

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[inagetawaycarxo]

Watch a Holiday Movie, you and Ethan finally having alone time while watching a Holiday movie after both your shift at Med and your children are asleep. maybe smut if you want

XMAS BINGO; Watch A Holiday Movie w/ Ethan Choi — ❄PAIRINGS: Ethan Choi x F!Reader

— ❄FEATURING: Y/n, Ethan Choi, Unnamed children.

— ❄SYNOPSIS: Ethan and y/n end up having a little fun when their children fall asleep watching a Christmas movie

— ❄WARNINGS: errors I missed, smut, sex, 18+, nsfw, unprotected sex [wrap it before you tap it], oral [male receiving]

— ❄w/c: 1022

— ❄AUTHORS NOTE: Yes Christmas is over but I want to get these done so they don't get put on hold again for Christmas in 2023 only ¾ to go.

— ❄DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT give consent/permission for my work to be copied and pasted on other platforms. HOWEVER, I highly encourage feedback, likes, reblogs, and comments.

From the corner of your eye, you could see your kids fast asleep on the couch. You looked over at Ethan to find him already looking at you. Giving you a suggestive look. You nodded your head at him.

The both of you got up quietly sneaking off to the master bedroom. Closing the door softly and locking it. You turned around to face Ethan.

Ethan quickly grabbed the side of your face. Pulling you closer to him till his lips pressed against yours in a heated kiss.

Walking backward with you. Lips were still locked. In the midst of the heated kiss, Ethan and you took each other's clothes off, till you were left in your lingerie, and he was left in his boxers. Clothes discarded on the ground. The only time Ethan and you broke the kiss was to pull each other's shirts off.

The back of Ethan's knees hit the edge of the mattress making him fall. You fell on top of him. Lips still locked together. Your hands move from his face and wander down to his sides.

You pulled away from the kiss. Trailing your lips down his chin, and to his neck. Ethan let out a moan as you trailed your lips down his chest, then his stomach.

When you reached his stomach, Ethan's fingers entangled themselves in your hair, as you trailed your lips down to the waistband of his boxers. Bringing your fingers to his waistband. Your index fingers slipped underneath the waistband of his boxers, your thumbs gripping his waistband on the outside. Pulling them down. Freeing his erection, which sprung up. You removed your lips away from his stomach.

Staring at his cock, as it stood, throbbing. Waiting to be touched by you.

Your hands grabbed the base of his shaft, making him moan. Your eyes glanced at him as you lowered your head down to his tip. Precum already leaking from his tip.

Ethan stared down at you, as you teasingly lowered your head down at a slow pace.

Begging you to take him in your mouth. You obliged. Expect

You didn't put him fully in your mouth. You only wrapped your lips around his tip. His hands grabbed your hair, as you twirled your tongue around his tip. Collecting his precum and swallowing it. All the looking at him.

"Please," He mewled. Making you smirk.

You teased him for a few seconds, before taking him fully in your mouth, till he hit your uvula, making you gag a bit. Tears prick your eyes.

You withdrew your mouth from his cock slowly. His cock was damp from your mouth. You gave him a seductive smile. Before lowering your mouth back down onto his cock. Slowly bibbing your head up and down his cock at a slow pace. His grip on your hair tightened. Thrusting into your mouth roughly, causing the head of his cock to hit your uvula again. Tears pool in your eyes. The hand that wasn't holding the base of his shaft went to his hip. Pushing his hip down, you took charge. Going at a faster pace this time. You felt yourself get wet as you heard his quiet moans.

Bobbing your head up and down. Using your saliva as a lubricant. Humming every once in a while. Ethan moaned your name lowly. Pleasure coursed through his body. His grip on your hair tightens. Bucking his hips ups.

Ethan could feel himself get closer to his climax, and you could tell too. Though your jaw hurt from bobbing your head up and down, and Ethan thrusting into your mouth. You kept continuing.

With one last thrust into your mouth, his cock convulsed, as he came hard. Moaning your name loudly as his seed spilt inside of you.

You slowly pulled him out of your mouth with a pop. Saliva dribbled from your mouth when you pulled him out. His fingers loosen from your hair. You swallowed his cum.

The sight alone made him hard again. Looking at him with lust-filled eyes. Wiping the drool with your arm. You quickly crawled on top of him. Your soaking wet heat hovering above his cock.

Ethan was about to return the favor by flipping you on your back, but you sunk your soaking wet heat onto his cock. Your hands resting on his chest.

Both of you moan in pleasure. Rocking your hips slightly.

You then started to thrust up and down on his cock. Ethan's hands grabbed your waist. You tilted your head back, as your pace got faster. Eyes squeezed closed as pleasure took over your body. Toes curling. Gripping his chest tighter.

Walls clenching around his cock. Ethan could feel himself getting closer to climaxing again.

Every time he leaned up to kiss you or kiss your neck, you pushed him back down onto the bed. Dominating him. The only thing he got to dominance was thrusting upwards every time you thrust down.

Every time he did that your walls clenched around his cock. The two of you were in pure bliss. Both of you getting closer to coming.

Your head lolled forward, lowering your head down to his neck to muffle your moaning. One of Ethan's hands moved to the nape of your neck, holding you in place.

Your thrusting got sloppier as your orgasm took over you. Moaning his name into his neck. Walls clenching around his cock.

Ethan was about to say something but got cut off by how your walls tightened around him and then unclenched. Coming hard around him. His cock convulsed inside of you. He gave one last sloppy thrust up before spilling his seed inside of you. Pressing his face into the side of your face. Muffling his moans.

You stayed inside of him for a little while. Kissing his neck softly. You slowly pulled out of him. Both of you whine at the loss of contact. His cum leaking out of your heat.

You cuddled into his side. As he wrapped his arms around you. Kissing the top of your head. While you pressed a soft kiss on his shoulder....

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eye of the beholder [ ethan choi ]

SUMMARY ─ sneaking glances at each other during work, yet everyone else can see the love sparking in the air, but the two of you

PROMPT ─ [ fictional couples 22 ] a slow burn being like… i’m not in love with them! cut to scene of the person in question staring dreamingly at the object of their desire

WARNINGS ─ female!reader, slight!au [ some inaccuracies in canon ] + general fluff [ slow burn relationship + first dates ]

“it’s starting to get creepy with how much you keep staring at her.” will comments from ethan’s side, earning him a harsh glare as the doctor snaps his file closed and hands it off to the nurse accompanying him, “i’m not staring.” he defends, which prompts a scoff of amusement from his nurse before departing to avoid the oncoming wrath from doctor choi.

the action only causes will to chuckle to himself more as he nods his head, “right. because you’ve been doing paperwork -- which i’ll point out now that your nurse is having to reshuffle because you couldn’t take your eyes off her for two seconds. do you even know which patient you’re supposed to see next?” will taunts at him, getting a good amount of enjoyment from the way ethan flunders under the teasing.

“again... i wasn’t staring at her. you’re just seeing things.” ethan scoffs once more, “and yes, i know which patient i’m supposed to see next, do you?” he pushes back, causing will to raise his hands in surrender before taking a few steps back, “not really seeing things if i’m not the only one who’s noticed you’ve been staring at her since she’s started hard.”

the comment throws ethan completely off track, leaving him floundering as he gapes over at the younger man, “w-what?” he manages to stutter out, face paling as will nods in confirmation, “yeah. everyone here knows. wouldn’t surprise me if she knew.” he states, and with almost perfect timing, will’s calling into a patient room, leaving ethan to pounder over his actions, almost to the point he feels sick. everyone knew he was staring at you?

the thought is pushed to the back of his mind the second his pager goes off, mind focusing on the task at hand. more so, that he doesn’t recall the conversation until will manages to bring it up at a later time, pulling connor into the mix as he too confirms what’s been observed over the past few months from ethan in regards to you.

ethan groans in embarrassment as the two other men clap him on the shoulder in comfort, knowing just by the way he looks, he’s got it bad -- something he wasn’t sure he’d feel after his breakup with april, “i wouldn’t worry too much about it. i’ve been told by a reliable source the new doctor does the same as doctor choi here, just less obvious.”

it had been true, as connor had been told weeks prior by maggie that you had been caught staring over at the doctor a few times before your attention was called elsewhere. she had teases you relentless about it in secret until connor had made a passing comment about how much you had been catching ethan’s eye.

“you know, she looks at him too.” maggie confirmed in a gentle whisper, sparing a glance in your direction as you looked over a few scans and explained them with your patient, “i’ve caught her a few times stumbling over her words when he’s in the room. thinks he’s the sweet man in the department.”

the news had sent connor over the moon, and two had been gossiping about it with natalie for the past two weeks. and now with will joining in, there just needed to be a push for ethan to make a move before this game got boring and awkward.

“you should ask her out to dinner.” connor stated plainly, moving to reassure the man when he began to sputter about the prospect of going back into the dating world once more -- not sure how it would bood over seeing as april still worked within the emergency department, “hey! you deserve some happiness. april moved on, which means you should too. just take her for coffee and see how it is. no harm in that.” will states, hopefully knocking some sense into the man as he nods, sighing a breath of relief as his pager goes off -- offering him a quick escape from his friends shakedown.

it’s the end of his eighteenth hour, he’s already packed to head home for the day when he thinks back to will and connor’s words. knowing he should take the chance to see how things turn out. and for once, will was right. april had moved on from their relationship, which meant it was only fair for him to do so, and not hang onto the past.

so, as he exited for the day, he managed to find you still packing up in one of the empty rooms -- gathering up your files to turn in at the nurses station for review.

“hey...” ethan greets softly, causing you to whip around in surprise, nearly dropping your files to the ground, “doctor choi! are you heading home already?” you question with a bright smile, hoping it would cover your nerves as the man nods, “yeah, been here almost eighteen hours and i’m ready to crash. what about you?”

“just finishing up now. it’s been... a long shift.” you settle, heart still racing from under your rib cage as you clear your throat, “did you need something before i packed up?”

“no, i just wanted to ask you something. and if i’m too forward, please let me know.” he takes a deep breath, steeling his nerves before shooting you a soft smile, “would you by any chance want to get coffee with me in the morning?”

there’s a short pause where he fears he may have overstepped his bounds before your lips split into a wider grin and you nod quickly, “i’d love too. where were you thinking?”

a breath of relief floods his system, “there’s a nice quiet place down on milwaukee ave, it’s go a pretty good selection of pastries.” he smiles, and you nod once more, gathering up your things with a smile, “i think i know where you’re referring, want to meet up around ten?”

“that works for me.” ethan smiled, head bowing in slight shyness, “i’ll... let you go so you can get packed up and head home. i’ll see you tomorrow.” the two of you shared a final smile before ethan disappeared from view. heat flaring in your cheeks as you turn to find maggie and natalie excitingly cheering you on before you duck down the hall to gather your things. now beyond excited for the day to end to bring you closer to your coffee date with ethan.

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[hauntedmilkshakeghost]

One Way or Another

Pairing: Ethan Choi x Reader

Summary: You work in the same ER as Ethan everyday and you flirt as often as you can but he doesn’t seem to get the picture until you enlist the help of a friend

Warnings: fluff! Sneaky plans, jealously, talks about hospital things

Notes: another anon request from my distraction sleepover! Ethan doesn’t get enough love 😩

“There’s my favorite surgeon.” Ethan grins at you as you exit the elevator, files in hand.

“What do you want? You always use that line after you page me at the start of the shift.” You hum and join him at the nurses station.

“How very dare you.” He has a big smile on his face, “But I do need to to consult on this with me.”

You roll your eyes but you can’t help the smile twitching on your lips. He’s really pretty and his smile is infectious. You’ve had a big crush on Ethan for awhile now and you guys flirted constantly but nothing had come of it.

Last time you had gone out with your coworkers you had had a little too much to drink and Ethan wasn’t there so you had rambled. And rambled. And rambled about the fact that Ethan was so oblivious.

And Will had listened, Will had humored you. He humored you even when you asked him to take part in your plan.

A plan you had kind of forgotten about until you finished your consult and were talking with Ethan about his day.

“Hey y/n! You got any plans tonight?” Will slides up behind you unnecessarily close, you can feel his breath on your ear.

“Hey Will, uhhh no, I don’t believe I do.” You smile as you look over your shoulder, your noses almost brushing.

“You should come out with me tonight then, I’ve got tickets for this great band.” He grins.

“Ya, sounds amazing, I’d love to!“ You smile.

“Great! I’ll meet you outside after our shift.” Will smiles right back and the two of you just stare at each other and smile. Ethan clears his throat and Will winks at you, “See you later, y/n, Ethan.”

You and Ethan are quiet for a moment and he clears his throat again, “Soooo, you and Halstead?”

“Me and Halstead? No, just friends.” You smile softly, trying to be ambiguous as possible, “I mean, he’s a handsome guy and he’s wonderful but I don’t know.”

“Oh….ok.” Ethan nods his head, “Why don’t you know? If you don’t mind me asking.”

You start walking and Ethan follows behind you as you press the button for the elevator, “No I don’t mind at all……I’m interested in someone else.”

Ethan freezes as the elevator dings as it gets closer, “Does Halstead know that?”

You step into the elevator and smile at Ethan as the doors close, “He does.”

Ethan can’t stop thinking about that conversation all day. With every patient he sees, every gash he stitches, every easy diagnose, every impossible one, he’s thinking about that conversation.

He can’t understand why you would tell him, why you would say it like that, did it mean something or nothing at all?

He’s still thinking about it at the end of shift as he slowly packs up his things. He spaces out so far that he doesn’t notice Will walk into the room until he claps him on the back and hands him a slip of paper.

Ethan looks up startled, “What’s this?”

“The name and address of the restaurant with the band tonight, reservation is under your last name.” Will smiles and pats Ethan’s back as he starts to get changed.

“But y/n….”

Ethan can’t even finish the sentence before Will rolls his eyes, “Would prefer to be going with you then me.”

Ethan grins down at the paper and nods, “Thanks man.”

Will grins to himself as he watches Ethan race to get changed and runs out of the room. Will manages to see the two of you holding hands as you walk to Ethan’s car.

“Have fun on your date you two.” He smirks, waving at you guys.

You raise the hand that intertwined with Ethan’s with a smile on your face, “Oh we will!”

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[i-spaced-sorry]

So someone had requested awhile ago, a Connor Rhodes x reader, where the reader was an ice skater and got hurt. I had it sitting in my ask box forever, but I decided to get to it today, because it’s December 1st, it’s freezing outside and I actually had an idea for it. But I accidentally wrote it for Ethan Choi instead of Connor Rhodes. And I accidentally deleted the ask request. But I actually think the story works with Ethan being the character and I haven’t written much or any with Ethan, so I decided to still post it. 

Triple Axles and Lies Ethan Choi x Little Sister! Reader Ice skating has been your life. You joked with your brother that you learned how to skate before you learned how to walk. So when the annual skating rink in Millennium Park opened, to say you were excited would be an understatement! 

You all but dragged your brother with you. 

“Ethan, please! Just for an hour and then we can go Christmas shopping and whatever else you want,” you pleaded, not caring that you sounded like a whiny 4yr old rather than the annoying 10 year old you actually were. 

Shaking his head, your brother sighed, “Y/N! We have a schedule to stick to today, we can’t have time to dilly dally just so you can skate! Besides, don't you have a showcase or something tomorrow? I thought you weren’t supposed to be resting today.” 

You knew Ethan was right, your coach had told you that you shouldn’t skate the day before a showcase, but didn’t know when you would be in the downtown area again to be able to skate!

“Fine. But can I take the bus home? I’m actually not in the mood to go shopping today”, you caved. 

Ethan gave the go ahead and you went home. 

The next morning, you were in the locker room about to get ready to go on the ice for your number, but while putting on your skates noticed blisters all along the heels of your feet. ‘I’ll just ask Eth after the showcase’ you thought to yourself while lacing up. 

As you emerged on the ice, you began your routine, complete with flawless jumps, beautiful ballerina spins, and even a few small axles. You were feeling really confident and were lost in the music, when you decided to attempt the triple axle. You had only gotten it once in practice and were told by your coach to not attempt it today, but you decided to anyway. 

You skated to the center of the rink, began to jump and spun. Once. Twice. And before you saw it happening, you were crashing onto the ice in a heap. The last thing you saw before losing consciousness was the ice hitting against the side of your face.

To Ethan, watching his sister attempt something, he had basic knowledge of knowing she shouldn’t have been attempting was exhilarating. Until he watched her smack against the ice and not make any attempts to get up. He himself was up in an instant, running down the bleachers easily switching into doctor mode!

“How is she? I’m a doctor” he stated when he reached the coach and the team’s doctor, who were both at his sister's side.

The team doctor looked up at the worried brother and shook his head, “she hasn’t regained consciousness, you should take her to Med” and with that confirmation, Ethan swept up his little sister in his arms and ran for his car. 

The first thing you noticed when you entered the land of the living was how bright the room was. 

You found yourself blinking multiple times just to adjust to the brightness. Thankfully, someone must have noticed because by blink 5, the lights were dimmer and it was easier to keep your eyes open. 

“Hey kiddo” you heard your brother whisper. 

You followed his voice, to see him sitting in the chair beside you. 

“What happened?” You ask, trying to remember the events leading up to being at Med. 

Ethan sighed, “You did it again. Attempted something you weren’t supposed to.”

You looked down at the blanket covering you and began playing with it, “I’m sorry”

Shuffling to sit next to you, Ethan kissed the top of your head and asked, “What made you think you could attempt the triple axle? Your coach said you had only landed it once during practice last week”

You burrowed more into the side of your big brother and sighed, “I practiced it last night at Millenium Park and had landed it like 4 times! I really thought I could do it”

Ethan side hugged the stuffing out of you and spoke, “I’m mad that you went to skate last night when not only I but, your coaches said not to. But we will talk about that later. For now, I’m just glad your okay and your not allowed to scare me like that again”

You just smiled and nodded.

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“Did you stub your toe?” + Natalie convincing you to dance with Ethan Choi at her and Will's wedding

Prompt: “Did you stub your toe?” 

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Her white dress swayed as she walked over to you. “Did you stub your toe?” she shouts over the loud music, a drink in her hand and the other on your chair. 

You look up at Natalie, your brows pulled together and your head titled, “what ?” you shout back. 

“Did you stub your toe?” she shouts again. “No!” you shout back at her. “Why?” you laughed, shaking your head at her as she flopped on the chair next to you. 

“So why aren't you dancing with your hunk ?” she giggled, propping her chin on her hand. “Who ?” you ask, looking around the room. 

“Ethan,” she wiggled her eyebrows, drunk off her ass. It was her wedding date, she deserved to have a good time. 

“Ethan and I aren't anything, we're just friends.” “Friends dance,” she points out, waving over Will who was equally as drunk. “Where’s Ethan?” the groom shouts at you, making you laugh. 

“Who keeps telling you two that Ethan and I are something ?” 

“I did,” the man comes up behind you, making you smile. “Why? These two won’t stop screaming about you, you'd think they want to marry you two.” 

“Let’s give the happy couple what they want,” Ethan reaches for your head, pulling you out of your seat and letting Will take your seat. 

Ethan pulls you to the dance floor, spinning you around before pulling you back to him. The two of you danced, your chin resting on his shoulder. “You know, maybe we should come clean.” you whisper. 

“Where’s the fun in that?” he smiles. 

#ethan choi #ethan choi x reader #anj's 3k :)

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«— En los últimos meses todo iba de mal en peor, después de la muerte de Jin, Dina fue consumida por la depresión, perdió a su prometido y lastimosamente no obtuvo su final feliz como esperaba, los de la estación trataban de ayudarla, pero, era imposible, ya que ella distraía su mente con el trabajo, haciendo formularios, yendo al hospital para recoger insumos para la ambulancia, aunque estuviera llena, quedándose más tiempo en la estación, solo para no regresar a su apartamento y ver los recuerdos que tuvo con Jin.

Cada objeto, cada foto... Todo, simplemente no podía aceptar el hecho de que cada vez que entrara por aquella puerta, lo único que encontraría era la soledad y el triste recuerdo de no tener la presencia de Jin en su hogar, sus padres estaban preocupados por esta actitud, incluso Carol desconocía a su hermana, todos la entendían, debido a que ella había encontrado esa felicidad que tanto anhelaba para ella y para su hermana menor, encontró unos padres que en verdad las aman y protegen, se graduó de la carrera que tanto soñaba cuando era una niña, y había encontrado el amor sincero de un hombre que en verdad la quiso.

Pero todo le fue arrebatado, sin olvidar que perdió a una de sus mejores paramédicos y también su mejor amiga, la que si era necesario le patearía el trasero si renunciaba a sus sueños, Leslie Shay fue el alma de la fiesta en la estación 51, una amiga y hermana, incluso la misma Dina tuvo que sacarla de aquel hoyo negro en el que se había sumergido cuando perdieron a un paciente a causa del suicidio.

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Demasiadas perdidas en tan poco tiempo.

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Nadie se esperaría que Shay fuera asesinada a causa de un incendiario, el hermano de Gaby, Antonio, llevo a cabo el caso y sin contar que su hermana, Dina y Carol también serian asesinadas por este psicópata, el cual acabaría asesinado por un disparo en la cabeza, se hizo justicia y también llevaban el nombre de Shay en la puerta del piloto en la ambulancia 61. De hecho, unas semanas después se había integrado Peter Miles a la ambulancia 61, esto se debe a que Gabriela estaba en el camión 81, una verdadera paramédico y bombero, en verdad se lo merecía, después de todo por lo que se ha esforzado, Gabriela Dawson había alcanzado un nuevo objetivo y su capitana no podía estar más orgullosa.

El turno había acabado muy pronto ese, Dina le había suplicado a su padre cubrir algunos turnos extras, pero viendo que ya ella estaba agotada, su padre le ordeno que fuera a casa para que descanse un poco, podría ser su padre y a veces podría desobedecerlo, pero era su jefe y no podía darse ese lujo para escapar de sus ordenes, estaba sentada frente a su casillero recogiendo sus cosas, hasta que miro una foto de Jin y de ella en su primer año de noviazgo, con esta foto le traía muy lindos recuerdos.

En ese momento vio a su hermana entrando a los vestidores, por lo que Dina cerro su casillero y rebuscando algunas cosas, al meno para así disimular un poco su tristeza.

— Hola Di — saludo Carol sonriéndole, pero ella mostró una sonrisa algo forzada — ¿Irás a la cena de esta noche con mamá y papá? — pregunto abriendo su casillero.

Dina solo negó con la cabeza y sin mirarla — La verdad, necesito estar sola, por ordenes de papá, debo ir a casa. —

— Y tiene razón, Di, has estado trabajando el triple más que todos nosotros, incluso cubriendo turnos que no te corresponden — dijo Carol mirándola — Sé que todo es difícil para ti, primero la muerte de Jin, luego ocurre lo de Shay, aquel piromano que estuvo a punto de matarnos, todos estamos mal aquí y esperamos que todo vuelva hacer como antes. —

— Es por eso que quiero estar sola, quiero poder superar todo a mi manera, y eso empieza haciéndolo sola — respondió ella siendo cortante con su propia hermana, aunque Carol solo la abrazo unos segundos y luego salir de los casilleros.

Era cierto que todo ha sido un caos en estos meses, todo ha sido de golpe, aun así es doloroso, estar en un departamento en la cual no esta tu prometido, tu mejor amiga no esta haciendo sus chistes o dando su sugerencia en cada llamado.

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Aún sigue el recuerdo cuando perdió al amor de su vida.

Acostado en una mesa forense.

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«— Cuando recibió la llamada, la ambulancia 61 de inmediato tuvo que estar fuera de servicio, la llamada ha sido muy preocupante para su capitana y al estar en la morgue, una sensación horrible recorría por el cuerpo de Dina, un frio o una intuición que no te lleva a nada bueno, nadie ha salido hablar con ella.

— Mantén la calma Dina, ya van a salir en cualquier momento — dijo Gaby preocupada por el estado que se encontraba su capitana, pero Shay y Carol solo negaron con la cabeza.

Ella esperaba que todo fuera una pesadilla, una broma de mal gusto y justo en ese momento que estaba tratando de mantener la calma, una doctora había salido.

— Hola, ¿Usted es Dina Boden? — pregunto la doctora estando frente a ella.

— Sí, me notificaron de que mi prometido... Solo, por favor, necesito ver si se trata de él o de alguien desconocido — un momento de pánico la domino por completo, por lo que Carol se acerco hasta ella y la abrazo para tranquilizarla un poco.

— Por favor Doc, mi amiga necesita ver si en verdad se trata de Sheldon Jin o no — intervino Shay de inmediato, estaba tranquila por Dina y que no le gustaba ver a su amiga de esa manera.

Aquella doctora solo asintió con la cabeza, y Dina la comienza a seguir hasta el lugar donde tienen el cuerpo, nuevamente volvía a sentir aquella sensación rara, aquel de miedo, donde no podía asimilar nada. Cuando ve el cuerpo en aquella mesa metálica y fría, encima del cuerpo tenía la típica sabana blanca, todo para ella se sentía real.

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Su peor pesadilla se hizo real.

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Dina solo asintió con la cabeza cuando la doctora le pregunto si estaba lista, obviamente no lo estaba, todo a su alrededor ya no tenía sonido y cuando la doctora quito la sabana, Dina se tapo la boca y el pánico se apodero de ella y las lágrimas no tardaron en descender por sus mejillas, era difícil hablar en el estado en que se encontraba, solo asintió nuevamente con la cabeza, confirmando que si era su prometido, la doctora no sabía que hacer o que decir, solo debía darle espacio a la paramédico y salió del lugar.

Ella solo se acerco hasta el cuerpo, acariciando su cabello y mejilla, no quería aceptar esta triste realidad, ¿Por qué estaba pasandole esto justo ahora?, sabía las consecuencias en salir con un agente del departamento de policía, y Jin sabía las consecuencias de salir con una paramédica, cualquiera de los dos ya no estarían en este plano terrenal y en este caso... Fue él.

— No quiero aceptar esto — comenzó hablar Dina, lágrimas descendiendo por sus mejillas y sin dejar de acariciar el cabello de su fallecido prometido — Ambos soñamos en cumplir varias metas juntos, ya las estábamos cumpliendo, estábamos a punto de casarnos Jin, por favor despierta amor, por favor. —

Estaba desesperada, sus gritos inundaron aquella habitación, en ningún momento se dio cuenta cuando la doctora, los de seguridad y sus compañeros entraron en la habitación tratando de alejarla del cuerpo, quería que supiera que ella estaba ahí para él, quería sentir su calidez por última vez.

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En ese momento que ella salió de sus pensamientos cuando escucho otra puerta cerrarse con fuerza, haciendo que se sobresaltara, se levanto de la banca y se acerco al otro lado donde estaban los casilleros del escuadrón, y se trataba de su teniente Kelly Severide, aunque Dina no estaba en una buena relación con él desde la muerte de Shay.

— ¿Qué quieres Dina? — pregunto Kelly cortante, ella no podía quejarse porque le hizo lo mismo a su hermana menor.

— Nada en especifico, solo escuche la puerta cerrarse, es todo — contesto ella de igual forma, no estaba de humor para hablar con alguien, y menos de él.

— Espera — la detuvo, por lo que se volteo para verlo nuevamente.

A pesar de toda esta situación, a Kelly y a Dina los estaban siendo consumidos por un agujero negro y por muchos que las palabras de consuelo sean lo que reciban y también sean de ayuda, simplemente es difícil escapar de ese agujero, pero la relación entre la capitana de la ambulancia 61 y el teniente del escuadrón de rescate 3 a estado muy tensa, eso también involucran discusiones en medio de los rescates.

— Podemos ir a beber algo en el Molly’s, aclaremos las cosas por favor — propuso el teniente mirándola, pero Dina solo se negó.

— Me gustaría Kelly, pero debo regresar a mi departamento y empacar lo que me falta de Jin, debo dárselos a mi suegra en dos días — explico Dina también mirándolo, luego se dirigió hacia la banca para tomar su bolso y salir de una buena vez del lugar.

Ella si quería fortalecer nuevamente esa amistad que tenía con Kelly, el problema era que Dina ya sabía esas salidas que involucras los trago fuertes y al día siguiente aparecer en una cama, y conociendo a Kelly, ella no quería ser agregada a la lista de citas de una noche, además, se sentiría como traicionar a Jin.

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Supéralo, es lo que siempre dicen algunos.

Déjalo ir, dicen otros, pero, ¿A qué costo?

Simplemente es más difícil de lo que dicen las palabras.

«— Todo parecía ir con tranquilidad en la oficina, el jefe de la estación 51 estaba revisando algunos expedientes y firmarlos, pero a su vez veía algunos reportes de Casey, Severide y de Dina de algunos rescates de la semana, aunque eran más los de su hijas de los otros dos.

— Ay Dina — la nombro con preocupación al ver cada reporte, pero cada vez que veía uno, recordaba el cansancio que ella presentaba, al igual que su rendimiento.

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Se sentía culpable por no dar un alto a esta situación desde el inicio.

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— Señor — entro su secretaría Connie a la oficina, haciendo que él quitara la vista de los reportes para verla — El sargento Hank Voight acaba de llegar. —

— Bien, dile que pase Connie, gracias — autorizo Boden, luego dirigió su vista nuevamente a los papeles, era mucho que archivar pero los guardo en una carpeta y así llevarlos a casa.

Una vez que Boden guardara los papeles, Voight había entrado en la oficina y luego cerró la puerta, no quería que nadie escuchara su conversación, era una conversación de suma importancia, sin embargo, para muchos era muy extraño que un sargento de policía viniera tan seguido a la estación, así que debían actuar cuanto antes o todo lo que han trabajado, se ira completamente a la basura.

— Estás más atareado desde la última vez que nos vimos — dijo Voight sentándose en la silla, pero Boden seguía guardando papeles — ¿Cómo sigue Dina? —

— Lo sigue manejando — contesto Wallace mirando al sargento — Ha estado en varios turnos a la vez que tuve que ordenarle que fuera a casa, también planeaba suspenderla unas semanas, tiene mucho con que lidiar. —

— Si ves que es lo mejor para ella, entonces hazlo, todavía sigue siendo doloroso por lo que le paso a Jin — dijo Voight recordando el momento que llego a la morgue, y Dina lo recibió con una cachetada, culpándolo de lo que pasó ese día.

— Es por eso que te llame, puede que esta conmemoración la ayude a sanar a mi hija, al menos un poco — ambos estaban mirándose fijamente, las palabras de Boden tenían toda la razón, pero muchos en la estación debían sanar ciertas heridas, de solo pensarlo y se había dicho anteriormente, es más fácil decirlo, que llevarlo a cabo.

Ambos estuvieron llevando a cabo esta celebración en los últimos meses, puesto que se ha descubierto que Sheldon Jin a hecho lo imposible para proteger al departamento, a sus amigos, a sus padres y sobre todo... A su prometida, es por eso que querían hacer esta conmemoración y honrar su memoria, un tributo para que recuerden quien fue este hombre en el departamento de policía y bomberos, entre Hank y Wallace han mantenido toda esta conmemoración en secreto, sobre todo para Dina que se le va a entregar la bandera.

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Fue un gran policía.

Era lo menos que podían hacer por un compañero caído.

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Esa misma tarde ambos jefes discutieron el lugar, el día, hora, la cantidad de invitados y otras cosas más, seguirían manteniendolo en secreto para todos.

— Bueno, seguiré haciendo algunas llamadas, sin olvidar que debo seguir firmando papeles — dijo Wallace tomando el celular — A veces olvido lo difícil que es ser el jefe en el departamento. —

— Dímelo a mi, inteligencia siempre es un caos constante — dijo Hank levantándose y se acerco a la puerta — Nos vemos luego capitán. —

— Hasta luego Hank. —

Una vez que el sargento salió de la oficina, el jefe Boden comenzaba a recordar el día que arrestaron al oficial que asesino Jin, Stillwell se encuentra en la cárcel cumpliendo cadena perpetua.

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«— Esa tarde había mucha tensión en el departamento de Dina, Carol y Donna la abrazaban, durante esos días, Donna seguía embarazada, mientras que Wallace se encontraba en la cocina preparando un poco de té para las chicas, y para él también, necesitaban calmarse un poco y hace unos momentos, le habían notificado a Dina que arrestarían al sujeto que mato a Jin, aunque Wallace no iba a dejar a su hija ir sola hasta el lugar donde se encontraba el tipo, la acompañaría para que no estuviera sola.

Ella en verdad quería ver al tipo esposado y que sea llevado a cárcel, quería justicia para su prometido, ahora la familia Boden merecía estar más unida que nunca, al estar el té, los cuatro estaba esperando y aún así todos estaban ansiosos, sobre todo Dina que se estaba mordiendo las uñas por la ansiedad que sentía, y luego tocaron la puerta, la paramédico se levanto y a toda prisa abrió la puerta, Hank Voight iba arrestar a Stillwell, pero respeta el deseo de Dina en verlo con sus propios ojos.

— Lo encontramos — dijo Hank mirándola, por lo que Dina asintió con la cabeza, dejando escapar las lágrimas y Wallace no dudo en acercarse a su hija, Carol se quedo con Donna mientras que su hermana — Si queremos arrestar a ese imbécil, debemos irnos rápido. —

— Carol, cuida de tu madre, volveremos pronto — dijo Wallace tomando su abrigo y el de Dina, puesto que ella salio rápido siguiendo a Hank.

— Tengan cuidado por favor — dijo Donna abrazando a su hija y ella acariciaba su barriga.

— Siempre. —

Una vez fuera del departamento, el camino había estado muy silencioso, la tensión se hacía cada vez muy evidente, lo único que podía hacer Wallace por su hija ahora, era abrazarla nuevamente y darle palabras de apoyo como un: “Puedes con esto”, “todos estamos contigo”, “eres fuerte”, entre otras palabras que la ayudaban un poco, una vez que llegaron al lugar, debían repasar el plan una vez más.

— Será algo sencillo y rápido, sin errores, ustedes dos entraran y procederán con el arresto, no quiero que este tipo de escape o siga haciendo de las suyas — explicaba Hank a los dos detectives que los acompañaban — Nosotros por otra parte, estaremos aquí, desde esta vista podremos apreciar el acto. —

— ¿Por qué no podemos acercarnos?, el sujeto esta ahí — dijo Dina mirándolo, pero por su reacción ante la noticia estaba molesta.

— Debido a que me investigan por ser la última persona que hablo con Jin y que tu eras su prometida, lastimosamente no podemos acercarnos más de aquí — dijo Hank también mirándola — Sé que quieres que lo veamos personalmente, créeme, yo también, pero debemos ser discretos y debido a las pruebas que encontró Halstead se hara este arresto, y la muerte de Jin no será en vano. —

Las palabras del sargento la ayudaban un poco, mantenerse calmada es lo que necesitaba en este momento, aunque lo que le frustraba era el hecho de no verlo frente a frente, sin embargo se estaba haciendo justicia, para Stillwell sería un almuerzo tranquilo con su cita, llegan los detectives y proceden hacer el arresto, lo que no se esperaba eran las tres miradas sobre él.

La primera era la de Hank ya liberándose de él por los intentos de culparlo y sacarlo de inteligencias y también de las calles, la segunda mirada era de Dina, que buscaba la justicia y vaya que disfrutaba el momento, y la última mirada era de Boden, no tenía algún inconveniente con el oficial, pero le causo un dolor inmenso a su hija, y es algo que nunca va a perdonar.

Dina sin pensarlo abrazo a Hank y él le correspondió el abrazo — Gracias, en verdad Hank, muchas gracias. —

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El segundo sería afrontar el dolor.

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Unos pequeños golpes a la puerta lo sacaron de sus pensamientos, su otra hija, Carol había entrado y para ser sinceros, él estaba muy distraído por esos recuerdos que no se había dado cuenta de la hora, aunque no era el momento para recordar este tipo de cosas, era momento de hacer nuevos recuerdos.

— Por suerte Dina hizo caso a tu orden de irse a casa, justo acaba de salir de la estación — dijo Carol sonriendole a su padre, pero él solo hizo un “mm” — ¿Qué ocurre? — pregunto desvaneciendo su sonrisa.

— ¿Qué?, nada, es solo el papeleo cariño — era una excusa más barata que pudo inventarse, por lo que Carol lo miraba dudosa, como si aquella mirada le dijera a su padre “dime”, no tenía más remedio que contárselo, todo menos la sorpresa — Me preocupa que Dina caiga más a un pozo oscuro del cual sea muy tarde de que pueda salir, la muerte de Sheldon la ha afectado, y no puedo permitir que la capitana de la ambulancia 61, la cual es mi hija, cargue con todo ese dolor. —

Carol solo asintió con la cabeza — No eres el único que quiere ayudarla papá — ahora se sentía triste por la confesión de su padre — La muerte de Sheldon es una cosa, pero la muerte de Shay también la está afectando, después de todo también era su mejor amiga. —

— Lo sé, ya habíamos pasado por mucho, aun así esto lo ha puesto incluso peor, no solo la capitana de paramédicos, si no mi teniente de escuadrón, los dos pasando por una situación difícil del cual ya no sé que hacer — dijo Wallace suspirando, a Carol nunca le ha gustado ver a miembros de su familia deprimidos, ocultando sus sentimientos o algo mucho peor que los lleves a la muerte.

— Bueno sabes que estoy aquí para todos, no por nada estudie la psicología — el comentario hizo sonreír a su padre, luego se levanto para abrazar a su hija menor, por lo que ella correspondió el abrazo.

— Tu hermana y tú, son lo mejor que me ha pasado — le había dado ese cumplido y se separo del abrazo — Necesito que la ayudes y rápido, antes de que sea tarde para ella. —

Carol solo asintió con la cabeza y nuevamente sonrió — Ten en cuenta que lo haré papá — con esas palabras, ahora Wallace podía estar más tranquilo — Debemos darnos prisa o si no mamá nos matara a ti y a mí por llegar tarde a la cena. —

Con todo este drama y tragedia que ha pasado, olvidó por completo la cena de esta noche, pero dudaba que Dina vaya a la casa de sus padres para la cena.

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Los demonios internos pueden despertar en cualquier momento.

Solo se debe saber cuando escapar de ellos, cuando estés listo.

«— Era un viaje corto, al menos así lo sintió Dina al regresar a su departamento, pero seguía siendo doloroso entrar y no ver a la persona que amaste llegar hasta ti y darte la bienvenida, mientras te abraza y te besa, nunca puedes olvidas los buenos momentos que pasaste con ese ser especial, no importaba la hora, el momento o si tuvo un turno de mierda en la estación, Sheldon siempre la abrazaba, la besaba, la consolaba y la escuchaba.

Antes de que todo su mundo se fuera al infierno, Dina había hablado con Sheldon sobre todo lo que harían juntos después de su boda.

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«— Todo era tranquilo y todo iba bien cuando estaban llevando a cabo la organización para su boda, los dos estaban emocionados, si pudieran, adelantaría la boda de ser necesario, pero querían hacer las cosas bien para su gran día, aunque eso no quitaba el hecho de que estaban emocionados.

— Y listo — dijo dina tachando la última cosa para los preparativos, mientras que Jin leía la última carta de confirmación y agradecimiento para la ceremonia — Ya todo esta listo para la boda amor. —

Él solo soltó un suspiro por el cansancio y asintió con la cabeza — 60 invitados confirmaron su asistencia, y hay largos mensajes de agradecimiento, buenos deseos y bendiciones para ambos — dijo estirándose y luego bostezo.

— ¿Quieres una cerveza amor? — pregunto su prometida, por lo que Sheldon no se negaría a eso.

Esa noche fue de charla y besos, hasta que paso de ser besos y pasión, fueron a su habitación para disfrutar de la noche, pasó como unas 3 horas y nuevamente estaban disfrutando de la presencia del uno del otro, ¿Quién dice que preparar una boda seria fácil?, nadie les dio el aviso, pero, estaban felices por seguir con este nuevo paso para sus vidas, ¿Quién sabe?, tal vez para sus 2 o 3 años de casados podrían tener su primer hijo.

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¿Quién diría que el destino tendría unos cambios de planes?

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— ¿Estás nerviosa? — pregunto Jin acariciando la espalda de su chica y también estaba acariciando su mejilla, por lo que ella solo sonrió — Porque, no voy a mentirte, estoy ansioso, feliz, nervioso y con ganas de vomitar por tantas emociones acumuladas — la abrazo provocando que Dina se riera.

— Todo cambio tan rápido para nosotros — dijo Dina también acariciando la mejilla de su prometido — Y tengo las mismas emociones que tu amor, y es algo normal de hecho, pero quiero seguir por este camino por el que estamos yendo, no quiero más obstáculos, y si hay uno listo para atacarnos entonces nosotros lo enfrentaremos juntos. —

Lo que había dicho Dina le había encantado a Sheldon, es por eso que él la había callado nuevamente en un beso, no quería interrumpirla por indecencia para interrumpirla por indecencia, para así callarla o que dejara de hablar, al contrario, amaba escucharla hablar todo el tiempo y más cuando le decía esas palabras tan maravillosas, quería que todo lo que decía se cumpliera.

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Se suponía que esa era una promesa para ambos, lastimosamente ya no se podrá cumplir.

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Fin del Flash Back:

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Ese era un lindo y doloroso recuerdo que inundaba por la mente de Dina, y ya no podía soportarlo más, necesitaba ayuda, sabía que acababa de llegar a su apartamento, pero también sabía que si cruzaba por esa puerta iba a inundarse más en la soledad, depresión y tristeza, es por eso que necesitaba salir rápido de ese lugar y dirigirse a la casa de sus padres.

Lo más extraño y para empeorar la situación, comenzó a llover y afortunadamente, Dina pudo conseguir un taxi y así dirigirse a la casa de sus padres, al estar en el lugar toco la puerta varias veces, solo quería pedirle ayuda a sus padres y de su hermana menor, estaba completamente mojada debido a esta lluvia. Nuevamente toco la puerta y el timbre y las risas que se escuchaban dentro del departamento se detuvieron, luego se escuchaban pasos apresurados hasta que se detuvieron y se abrió la puerta, revelando a su padre, sorprendiéndolo al verla y a su vez estaba preocupado al verla llorar.

— Sé lo que vas a decir papá, y no puedo negar que estoy mal porque sigo cayendo a lo más bajo, y sé que si sigo así, voy a terminar peor — dijo Dina desesperada y se secaba las lágrimas, pero más escapaban — ¡Necesito ayuda papá!, en verdad la necesito por favor, ya no quiero estar sola. —

Wallace solo la abrazo y se escucha otros pasos donde estaban ambos, claro que se trataba de su madre y de su hermana, al ver la escena no había más nada que decir, Dina necesitaba desahogarse y que mejor consuelo que estar con su familia, Donna y Carol se unieron al abrazo, mientras que Wallace decía “Estamos aquí” y Donna le dijo “Todo va a estar bien cariño”, y las palabras de Carol fueron “Estoy a tu lado hermana”.

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Apóyate en aquellos que confíes.

Para que así salgas de esas pesadillas que te atormentan o que sigas cayendo en un agujero negro, pero, el primer paso lo das tu mismo.

Solo falta el segundo paso.

#one chicago #dick wolf #ethan choi x reader #drogas #doctores #heroes sin capa #policias #bomberos #fanfiction #spanish #chicago med #chicago fire #chicago pd #lgbtq #spanish only

[americaswritings]

When we fall | Part 1

Warnings (for all parts): Fluff, angst!!, description of injuries, blood, violence, use of guns, mentions of death, probably unaccurate policing/medicine

Summary: You moved to Chicago to start a new life. Working as a doctor alongside your brother Connor you make new friends and although you swore to yourself not to let any man in your life at least for a while, your promises fail when you lock eyes with a handsome stranger in a bar.

Words: 6k

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Doctor!Rhodes!reader

A/N: I just started watching Chicago PD (I'm on season 3 now) after I've been watching Fire and Med for years now. I just can't stand Voight so I only began watching for Jay and Burzek! And I am so in love with Jay. Please, this man is perfect. Just look at that handsome face!!

This is going to be a 3 part series I wrote on a whim. Originally I only planned on writing one scene, but then I figured it needed a backstory so this happened...

I have to say I am really proud how it turned out. I was just in such a flow when I wrote it that the story basically wrote itsself. I hope you enjoy and that the characters feel true to themselves :)

You had only began working at Gaffney Chicago Medical Center a few months ago, hesitant to work alongside your brother but knowing it was an opportunity, which would be stupid not to take.

Having moved to Chicago recently to be close with your brother after a messy break-up, you were still adjusting to your new life.

It was why you were more than relieved when you got along well with your co-workers, especially Natalie and her boyfriend Will.

They were understanding of your situation, were never bothered to show you where to find something at the hospital and made you feel welcome from the beginning as they invited you in on their group plans and joked like you were old friends.

Although you still felt a little uncertain at times to work with your brother, who had made himself a name as a brilliant trauma and cardiothoracic surgeon, he had been supportive since your decision to leave your old town behind and start a new life in Chicago.

Maybe, you thought, coming here had been exactly what you needed. A fresh start, a new beginning with new friends and no men to mess with your heart. At least for now.

“I told you I have sworn off men”, you sighed, shaking your head in amusement at Natalie’s try to play matchmaker. “They’re trouble. I don’t need that in my life right now.”

“Hey!” Will send you a look, though you knew he wasn’t mad. “She’s not wrong though”, April stated and Ethan next to her grinned. “I mean it though”, you said directed at Natalie. “I just want to focus on myself right now. My job. No dating for now.”

Everyone at the table nodded and you relaxed, glad you had found these people, who respected and supported you. “Cheers to that!” April raised her glass and you did the same when you noticed yours was empty.

With a groan you pushed yourself out of your seat and up, gesturing towards the bar. “I’m going to get another drink. Anyone want something?” They all shook their heads, already moving onto another topic.

As you made your way over to the counter you studied the people around you, trying to determine who was a cop, a firefighter and who a regular. Right in the beginning the others had introduced you to Mollys, claiming it was Chicago’s bar where first responders spend their time after shift.

Figuring it might come in handy to memorize some faces you let your gaze drift over the sea of people, recognizing a few men that Connor had once told you worked at the CFD. They were laughing loudly, beers in hand as they seemed to be talking enthusiastically about something.

At the table next to theirs your gaze came to a hold, your eyes caught by a man you had never seen before but looked slightly familiar. Your brows furrowed as you rummaged in your head for something that connected you to him, but you couldn’t find anything.

The people who sat with him didn’t look familiar either, consisting of men and one woman with chestnut hair. Your eyes drifted back to the man, who had caught your attention, his brown hair styled neatly and his hands wrapped around a bottle of beer that he just raised to his lips.

You didn’t meant to stare, but you were mesmerized, torn between trying to determine why he looked so familiar and captured by his effortless handsomeness.

He wore a green shirt, making you think his eyes were the same shade, although it was hard to know with the distance between you.

He seemed relaxed, leant back in his seat but listening to the others conversation attentively. Having sensed someone’s eyes on him he suddenly looked up, his eyes searching the room for a split second before they fell onto you.

Your face heat up as a blush crept up your cheeks, knowing you had missed your chance to turn away. The man raised his brows slightly, in confusion just as much as amusement it seemed, before he lightly lifted his bottle, as if he was saying cheers.

You clutched your glass a little tighter, glad that it had been refilled in the time you had spent gawking at him, and copied the movement, an unstable smile on your lips. Then you turned away, meeting Stella’s gaze from the other side of the bar.

The two of you had met when she had been at the hospital for smoke inhaling a while ago and you had clicked almost instantly, connected by your determination to hold your own in a field still dominated by men. And by your past with toxic relationships as you found out later.

“What was that?”, she asked, a teasing grin tugging at the corner of her lips as her eyes flickered between you and the man behind you. A part of you wanted to ask if he was still watching you, the other longed to forget it had ever happened.

“I don’t know.” You let out a dramatic sigh. “Can we just forget it ever happened?”

Stella’s face lit up, her curls dancing around her face as she shook her head. “Yeah, you wish. But that was definitely something.”

You exhaled, pinching your nose. “Thank you for the drink.” You saw Stella open her mouth in protest at your ignoration of her words, but before she could say anything else you send her an apologetical smile and hurried off.

No one seemed to have noticed your encounter and you slipped into the booth with ease, trying hard not to steal another glance at the unknown man a few tables away.

No men, you reminded yourself. Right now you needed to focus on getting your life together, not getting your heart broken by a handsome stranger.

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“Dr. (Y/l/n)?” “Yeah?”, your head shot up from where you had filled out paper work. Because Connor and you were only half-sibling, you didn’t share the same last name, something you had been more than glad over when stepping foot in this hospital for the first time.

No one knew where you came from and that you shared genes with the successful Dr. Rhodes and you had left it at that at first, wanting to make your own impression first before dropping the information.

You could still remember their shocked faces, the questions, but most of all the excitement as they asked what Connor had been like growing up. If you had any embarrassing stories to tell or photos to show.

You didn’t, keeping them to yourself for now, because you hadn’t come here to make fun of your brother. He had been your rock through your breakup and your move here, something you were so grateful for you feared you would never be able to show him just how much.

“We have someone hit bit a bullet waiting in the three.” Your eyes widened. “Why didn’t they come with an ambulance?”, you asked, grabbing your iPad along the way.

Maggie waved off your comment, chuckling. “Cops. You know how they are.”

Actually, you didn’t. Coming from a small town you had no experience with shootings and gangs and many of the other trauma causes that were common here in Chicago. It was why you had been so excited about your job offer at the hospital.

Although you were still adjusting to the changes of living in a city and there were downsides you hadn’t considered before, you liked it. It felt so different, giving you the sense that in this city everything could be possible.

So many options and so many possibilities, as if you could completely reinvent yourself. It was thrilling, making you wonder how you had ever lived without the adrenaline rush of stepping into a busy ER.

Quickly scanning the information on your tablet you pulled open the curtain, clamping the iPad under your arm as you disinfected your hands.

“Hi, I’m doctor (y/l/n) and you are?” You glanced up, startled as you met the eyes of a familiar stranger. The man in front of you grinned, seemingly better at covering up his surprise. “Shouldn’t it say my name on your tablet?”

He didn’t sound rude, only a little sarcastic and perhaps even teasing. You gulped, trying to recompose yourself. “Right. I just prefer getting to know my patients myself than just relying on numbers and letters.”

You didn’t see his reaction when you grabbed your iPad again, glancing down at it. “So your name is Jay Hal-” “Halstead”, he finished for you and you looked up at him again.

It made sense now, why he had seemed so familiar to you nights ago at Mollys. “You’re Will’s brother.” The man in front of you, Jay, as you knew now, raised a brow. “Have you considered becoming a detective?”

He was mocking you, again, and you were tempted to smack him with your iPad. “So-”, he paused, letting his eyes drift over you. You felt your body tense under his gaze, cop’s eyes, and stood a little straighter.

“You were watching me at Mollys.”

You pressed your lips into a thin line, biting your tongue. You could only hope the embarrassment that began to sink in didn’t show.

“I was not watching you”, you stated and he raised a brow, daring you to explain yourself. “I just thought you looked familiar, but I couldn’t figure out why. Now it makes sense.”

You turned halfway towards the door, gesturing to the halls where somewhere his brother was treating another patient.

“I don’t think that’s the whole truth.”

You almost gasped at the confidence in his voice, instead blowing out a breath. “It definitely was.”

He shook his head, smiling. “I don’t buy it.”

There were many things you wanted to say to him, but you swallowed them, knowing it was no use. He clearly enjoyed teasing you, so you wouldn’t give him more fuel.

Instead you let out a sigh, shifting into professionality. “So, Mr. Halstead”, you began. “Jay is fine.” You tried not to let his interruption let you lose your string again and nodded. “Jay, you’re here for a bullet wound on your left upper arm?”

Jay nodded, his eyes- they really were green- bright. Pulling on your gloves you decided it was time to reclaim your own position a little. “And you decided to just walk in here instead of coming with an ambulance? Seems a little reckless, don’t you think?”

He raised one brow at your question. “It’s just a graze. I wouldn’t even be here if it weren’t for my boss.” He rolled his eyes, making you wonder what his boss was like.

“Seems like your boss is a lot smarter than you”, you muttered, but to your surprise Jay grinned. “You’re new here, right? At least I’ve never seen you here before. Do you always talk to patients like that?”

You shrugged, unbothered by his words as you stepped close to him to take a look at his arm. You didn’t know what had gotten into you to talk to him like that, but you had the feeling with him it was fine. That he could take it, perhaps even enjoyed it over your dry professionalism.

“Only to the ones I like best”, you said with sarcasm in your voice, too focused on inspecting his wound to check his expression.

Jay didn’t move under your touch, allowing you to move his arm before you let it go again. He had done this before, probably multiple times. It was why he was so unbothered, perhaps even annoyed to waste his time here on something that seemed unsignificant to him.

For a moment you were tempted to ask him how he could choose a job that demanded such sacrifice, but you didn’t know him and you doubted he would give you an honest answer. Not that you could blame him. You were practically strangers.

And was your job much different? Although you had never been hurt and doubted it would ever happen, you were still making countless of sacrifices for it. Taking on extra shifts, working through the nights, staying longer to take more time for your patients and putting their health over your own sometimes.

“It’s just a graze shot”, you said when you were done inspecting the wound, ignoring his look that seemed to say “told you”.

“But you still need to be careful with it. Give it rest, avoid any rapid movements, don’t lift too heavy with it…I think you know.”

Jay nodded, watching you remove your gloves. “Does that happen often?” He tilted his head in question and you bit your lip. “I mean, you- getting shot on the job.”

“Are you asking if I come here often?” His lips were curled into a lopsided grin, looking way too handsome on his features. You rolled your eyes at his teasing, ignoring the way your heart beat a little faster in your chest. “Forget it”, you stated, throwing your gloves into the bin.

“I am going to tell one of the residents to come and bandage the wound. Then you’re free to go.”

But before you could move the curtain again and leave the room you heard Jay’s voice behind you. “Wait.”

You paused, turning back to him slowly. For the first time he wore a serious expression, his jaw twitching.

“I’m with the Intelligence”, he stated, in a way that told you the name should ring a bell. It didn’t. You were too new to know much about it.

Jay seemed to sense it by your lack of a reaction to his words. “We’re…very involved in the City.”

Whatever that meant. You tilted your head in question. “You mean with the gangs?”

Jay shifted. “Voight, my boss, he can be very- intense.”

You nodded slowly, taking in his guarded expression. It was a topic you wouldn’t pry at. “And you’re okay with it? I mean- you’re just so…casual about this.”

You bit your lip, hesitant to ask him but curious as well. The cops in your home town had barely ever used their weapon to the point you sometimes even doubted they were able to.

Jay shrugged nonchalantly. “Before I worked for the CPD I was in the army. I’ve been through a lot worse than a graze. Getting shot at is just another part of my job.”

A veteran.

In such a short amount of time Jay had revealed so much to you. Suddenly you had a lot more respect for the man in front of you and you wondered if that was his way of coping, covering up his battle wounds and scars with sarcasm and wit.

You swallowed, trying to find words. But none seemed fitting. “Sounds like I will be seeing you here often then.” You kept your voice emotionless, although the thought of seeing Jay regularly made your heart speed up a little. Of course you would prefer different circumstances.

Damn his handsome face and wit.

He grinned slightly, shifting the atmosphere back to something lighter. “Don’t get too excited. I prefer staying bullet free.” “As you should.”

Typing something into your iPad you gave Jay a final nod. “Stay safe out there.” Then you turned to the door, already halfway out when you heard his voice again.

“I don’t even know your name.”

You froze, smiling to yourself when you tried not to put too much weight into the fact that he had called you back a second time. It seemed almost as if he didn’t want you to leave just yet.

But you pushed the thought aside, knowing it was pointless. You couldn’t let yourself get distracted so easily.

Turning back to him you put on a polite smile.

“You’re a detective, figure it out.”

You were surprised by your own confidence, but with Jay you didn’t feel shy or insecure. He made you feel like you could say anything and he wouldn’t mind. The type of man that didn’t get upset easily, so comfortable with who he was that it took a lot to get him to lose his temper.

“I could just ask my brother, you know.”

You shrugged, unimpressed. “If that lets you sleep at night, sure.”

You left the room smiling to yourself and it took you another few minutes to calm your rapid heart and collect yourself.

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“You didn’t tell me you have a brother!” “What?” Will looked up from the computer, startled by the way you had barged into the break room.

Your shift was over and you couldn’t wait to get home and relax on the couch, but before that you needed to talk to Will. Because after encountering the other Halstead your mind hadn’t been able to let go of what had happened between the two of you. The way he had looked at you, teased you. How he had made you feel nervous and confident in just a matter of moments.

“Why didn’t you tell me you have a brother?” You leaned on the desk, sure that you had Will’s full attention now. “You didn’t tell us you had a brother the first few weeks either.”

“That’s different.” You shook your head. “And I did tell you. So…?”

Will leaned back in his chair, stretching his back. “I didn’t think it mattered. I would have introduced you eventually but- wait, is Jay here?”

You bit your tongue, feeling a little caught. You hadn’t thought that maybe Jay didn’t want his brother to know what had happened. But it was too late now, and anyway, how should you have known?“

"He was. He is fine though.” You kept your words vague, aware that you weren’t allowed to share personal information with Will. Even if they were brothers.

Will let out a sigh. “That idiot. Probably got himself in trouble again.” He reached for his phone across the desk and you quickly got up, straightening.

“You didn’t get it from me”, you threw in before Will could drag you into it and he looked up at you with curiosity in his eyes. “I wasn’t going to mention you.”

“Oh.” You nodded, feeling relieved yet a little flustered. Will studied you with attentive eyes, reminding you of his brother for a second before his expression shifted into suspicion.

“So you met Jay.” He said it in a way that proposed something meaningful behind his words, but you couldn’t figure out why. “I did.” You shifted your weight to the balls of your feet before swaying forward again. A nervous habit. “I bet he’s the younger one.”

“He is, yeah.”

You suppressed a grin. It made so much sense. “So I should probably head home now. I got the early shift tomorrow.”

“Right.” Will nodded, the phone in his hands seemingly forgotten as his eyes were still fixed on you. “Did something happen between you and my brother?”

Your heart sank a little. Were you really so obvious? “I told you I’ve sworn off men. And your brother is- annoying.”

You wished the last part didn’t sound like it came straight from a five year old’s mouth, but it was too late to take back.

“Trust me, I know that.” Will let out a sigh, but you could see the fondness in his eyes. The gesture alone told you they had a close relationship.

A cop and a doctor. What a pair.

“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

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Weeks had passed since you had last seen Jay. He hadn’t shown up in the hospital again, which you were both glad for and disappointed at, and since you had been taking on extra shifts for a sick co-worker, you had spent almost all your time at the hospital or passed out in your bed.

“You haven’t gone out with us in weeks!” Sylvie was currently trying to convince you to come to Mollys. You had gotten to know her through Stella and the two of you had gotten along well, her sweet and kind nature something that made you feel comfortable around her instantly.

Although you had quickly learned not to underestimate the girl. She was working with a bunch of guys after all and had learned to stand her ground with them.

Sylvie could be very persistent, you realized again when she had called you to invite you to a girl’s night out. “Stella won’t be working today, so it’s our chance to spend the night as just us girls.”

You gnawed your lip, thinking. You were tired, craving your couch and tv more than going out again, but Sylvie wasn’t wrong, you had been mostly on your own the past days. Being a little social and getting out of your own apartment would probably be good.

“Urgh, fine”, you groaned. “But you’re paying my first drink.” You knew Sylvie was smiling triumphantly on the other end of the line. “Deal.” “Now get your ass over here!” It was Stella’s voice in the background and you chuckled. “You are the worst!”

“And you love us anyway”, she chirped and you hung up, shaking your head with a smile on your face.

You hadn’t thought about impressing anyone when getting ready, but you were more than glad you had put a little effort into your outfit and make-up when you stepped into Molly’s that night, your getup like a wall build around you.

“You came!” Stella crossed the room, her voice loud enough for a couple of heads to turn towards you. You could kill her for drawing attention to you, but you forced a smile onto your lips instead, trying not to look at anyone except her.

“Hey”, you muttered, shrugging out of your coat and hugging her. “Wow, girl you look stunning!” Stella’s eyes flashed up and down your body as she let go, a smirk on her face.

“A little quieter, please?”, you almost whispered, aware that you still had the attention of the people around you. Stella seemed either completely oblivious to it all or unbothered, because she grinned at you. “Looking like that you will draw attention to you whether you like it or not!”

You felt your cheeks heat up a little, glad when you spied Sylvie making her way over. “I told her not to make a scene, but she wouldn’t listen. You know how she is!”

You hugged her too, smiling as Stella let out a breath. “I did not make a scene. And I’m standing right here, you know?”

Laughing, the three of you made your way to the back, where you slipped into a booth, your drink already waiting for you. “You know me so well”, you told Stella as you took your first sip, relaxing a little now that the attention had mostly vanished.

“I got you, girl!” Stella winked at you, before launching into a story about their newest rescue. Soon you were enveloped in laughter and smiles, the stress of the last days forgotten for the night.

Only when Stella declared it was time for another round of drinks you felt the exhaustion return to your body. “I think I’m going to head home”, you told them, stretching a little in your seat. “Early shift tomorrow?”, Sylvie asked and you nodded.

“You’re way too selfless, taking on all these extra shifts”, Stella pointed out, but you waved her off. “I’m the new one, so it’s fine. Helps me get to know everyone and everything better and it’s not like I have much to do in this city yet. I only got my gym membership, but I didn’t really have time to look for anything else.”

“See? That’s exactly why you need time off! You should be out exploring the city!” You smiled at Stella’s enthusiasm. “It’s not like it won’t be here tomorrow. I’m planning on staying here, so there’s plenty of time to get to know it all.”

Sylvie offered you a smile. “I’m glad you do. I know it can be quite an adjustment to move to a big city like Chicago, but it will feel like your home in no time.”

You felt your heart squeeze painfully in your chest as you thought back to the past months, which had been filled with nothing but heartbreak, loss and a turmoil of emotions. Even as you had decided to start a new life in Chicago, you had been filled with fear and uncertainty, scared to make the wrong call yet again.

Never could you have imagined to find a job, that was so challenging, but gave you a sense of purpose and a group of friends, that felt like you had met them long ago.

“It already kind of does”, you admitted, your eyes fixed on the empty glass in front of you before you looked up at them again. They both looked at you with big smiles on their faces and you almost felt tears fill your eyes. It had been a long day.

“We should do this more often”, you told them as you got up and grabbed your coat. “That’s what I said!” Stella nodded.

“And I still need to show you that spinning class. You would love it!” Sylvie sounded so excited that you couldn’t help but chuckle. “I am sure. Just text me and we’ll find something.”

“And you’re sure you can’t stay longer?”

Your eyes drifted to the counter as you considered staying for another drink, but your body felt heavy and almost sore from the day’s work. “Next time. But you two have fun and don’t drink too much”, you winked at them.

As you excited the bar you waved towards a few familiar faces before pulling your coat closer around your body to prepare yourself for Chicago’s cold.

Still you shivered as you stepped outside, pulling out your phone to order an Uber. Something you had only done once before, on your way here, but was an easy and quick way of getting around the city.

It would take a few minutes for your driver to arrive and you realized it would have been a lot smarter to wait inside, but you hadn’t thought of it then and you felt too proud to step inside again.

Pressing your hands together you rubbed them against each other a few times to create heat, before slinging your arms around your torso. Chicago’s harsh winters wasn’t something you hadn’t gotten used to yet, but the promise of snow lingering in the air made it almost worth it.

You heard the faint sound of the door opening and closing behind you so you took a step to the side of the building, not wanting to stand in the way of whoever had just left the bar.

To your surprise the person came to stand beside you, his presence alarming you until you glanced up to find none other than Jay Halstead standing next to you.

Immediately your body relaxed again, as if it knew by instinct his presence meant safety. “That was quite an entrance”, he greeted you, referring to the moment you had stepped into Molly’s.

You felt your cheeks flush at the memory, hoping he couldn’t see it in the dim light of the streetlamp. “I didn’t know you were here.” You kept your eyes trained at the empty street in front of you, willing and dreading the moment your driver came to pick you up.

“I was with the unit”, he said and you turned your head towards him. “Are you here often?” He shrugged, his eyes darting to the building. “I guess so, yeah. It’s the place where everyone comes.”

You nodded silently, contemplating his words. “But if I want to be alone, I go to the bar at the corner North Milwaukee Avenue.” You met his eyes curiously. Was he making recommendations, because you were new in the city or did he have another intention?

“So bars and hospitals. Everywhere else I can expect to run into Jay Halstead?” You didn’t know why you asked, but a part of you wanted to know. Wanted to know more about him, what his life was like, what made him who he was.

Jay grinned faintly. “You make it sound like I’ve got issues.” “Do you? Have issues?” You were teasing and he smirked. “Doesn’t everyone?”

“I don’t think I have.” Even as you said it you knew your words couldn’t be farer from the truth. Hadn’t your issues been what had led you here?

Jay watched you for a moment, seemingly picking up on your change of mood, but sensing you weren’t ready to talk about it. You appreciated it, welcoming the silence to sort your thoughts again.

“So what led you here to Chicago?” His question was innocent and something you had been asked countless of times since your move here, but for some reason you felt the urge to be open with him. No lies or excuses.

And even if Jay barely knew you, you thought he would be able to pick up on it. He must be an excellent detective.

“There were some…things I needed to leave behind.” It was vague, but more than you had told most who had asked. Only the girls knew about your breakup, but even with them you hadn’t shared many details.

Jay didn’t ask further, his grave expression suggesting he understood you better than you might have thought. “Why Chicago?” You glanced away from him, taking in the empty road, the skyline with its lights in the background. “I needed a fresh start, somewhere where no one knew who I am. And I got family here, so it made sense.”

You could feel his eyes on you and you swallowed before facing him again. For a moment your eyes locked, none of you saying anything as you started at each other. Jay was the first one to break the heavy atmosphere, a smile dancing at his lips.

“But you’re not a criminal on the run, are you? Because I would have to arrest you, if you were.” The tension that had risen in your body at the mention of your past vanished and you grinned, relieved about his ability to lighten the atmosphere. “What gave it away?”

Jay leaned a little closer, his eyes glistening. “Maybe the way you always look over your shoulder-” You inhaled. Was that really something you did? “-or that you’re nervous around me, a cop.”

The air you had held escaped you in a surprised sound and you hugged your torso a little tighter. “I’m not nervous around you”, you huffed, shaking your head. Jay grinned.

“How is your arm by the way?” You weren’t interested in talking about yourself any longer, shifting the topic onto him. Your gazes travelled down his arm where his jacket was covering the wound you had inspected. It seemed like forever ago and like yesterday at once.

“It’s good. Voight’s keeping me at a leash, make sure I’m 100% before I get into the field again.” He said it like it wasn’t a big deal, but you could hear the strain in his voice. He missed it, being out there on the streets.

“Sounds reasonable to me.” “Yeah.” Jay nodded, a faraway look in his eyes. It seemed like you weren’t the only one with secrets.

You looked up at the sound of a car nearing, a black car approaching the two of you. Checking your phone you held it up. “That’s my ride.”

But you only managed one step towards it before Jay pulled you back, his hand wrapped around your lower arm. You gazed at it, confused and startled by his reaction and he loosened his grip, his hand falling to his side after a moment.

“You know the guy?”, he asked, pointing to the man that was sitting behind the wheel, an impatient expression on his face.

Slowly you shook your head, your eyes flickering between the car and Jay. “But he’s my ride. See-” you held up your phone to him, but Jay paid it little attention.

“Yeah, no, you’re not climbing into that car”, he stated, his voice firm but not unfriendly. “Wait, what?”

Surprised you watched Jay walk towards the car, waiting for the driver to pull down the window before leaning in. You couldn’t hear what was said, only watched the two speak for a minute.

Their conversation ended with Jay handing the man money, before walking back towards you as the car sped away in the darkness.

“What the hell was that?”, you asked as Jay came to stand beside you again, his body just as relaxed as before. “You’re new in Chicago, right?” You didn’t say anything, knowing it was a question he didn’t expect an answer to.

“You should not be climbing into a car with a stranger. And not in the dark.”

Your head spun as you tried to process what he was implying. “It was just an uber! Everyone does that around here.”

You sounded clueless and defensive, shocked about the sudden change of events. Jay eyed you. “Well, then take it from me to never do that again. At least not alone. Chicago’s not a good place, especially for women, trust me on that one.”

You didn’t know what to say, blinking at him as the impact of it sank in. What if Jay hadn’t stepped outside? You doubted anything would have happened, but what if he was right and you had been reckless? Naive?

“So how am I supposed to get around the city then? Because driving in this traffic is madness.”

For the first time since your interruption Jay smiled again. “You can just ask me. I am much cheaper anyway. And on top you will get to see my face.”

You rolled your eyes over his confidence. “Now that’s a deal I can’t decline”, you muttered, fighting the grin that threatened to spread over your face and failing. Damn it.

“But for real, what am I supposed to do? I can’t just call you all the time I want to go somewhere.”

“It wouldn’t be a problem if we went together.”

Your eyes widened as you almost choked on the air. “You mean a date?”

Jay shrugged, his eyes not meeting yours for only a second. “You can pay me back for saving your ass twice.”

“Twice?”

“Getting into that car for one and saving you from freezing here on the street by driving you home.”

Smooth. You couldn’t help the laugh that escaped you. “Does that work with every woman you’re trying to impress?”

Jay shrugged, fiddling for something in his pocket before pulling out his car keys. You watched a car light up at the other side of the street, following Jay towards it.

“I wouldn’t know. And who says I’m trying to impress you?”

“Maybe because of this whole I’m-a-cop-and-I’m-so-tough-thing.”

Now it was Jay’s turn to chuckle. “That’s not just a thing. So, what are you saying?”

Oh. You bit your lip, considering the thought of going on a date with Jay. Hadn’t you just recently decided not to date and focus on yourself for a while?

But you couldn’t deny you wanted to say yes. To spend more time around him and enjoy the feeling of ease he gave you.

“Maybe.”

You said it with a teasing smile, scared Jay might take your answer in a bad way, but he sent you a confident grin. “I can work with that.”

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Ethan Choi- One Up

Warnings- talks about miscarriage and toxic sister. Also if your waiting for a request I’m working on them. Hoping to get them up end of the week maybe next week.

When we were kids, my sister Phoebe and I were the best of friends. We did everything together, yes she was 2 years older but we loved each other. However things changed when we were at high school. We drifted  apart, she was popular, I wasn't. She was your typical thin pretty girl who had all the boys chasing her, I however wasn't like that.

Then when she graduated she went to collage to be a makeup artist. When I left school I went to collage to be a nurse, a year later my sister decided to go to school to become a doctor.

When I moved into my first apartment she moved into a house.

When I started dating Ethan, a doctor at Med where I work, my sister started dating a CEO of a company. When Ethan proposed we rang my parents, Phoebe, her boyfriend and Ethan's sister Emily to our apartment for food to celebrate. Of course as soon as I say 'Ethan and I are engaged' Phoebe comes out with 'well Alexander and I also got engaged today' and shows us her ring. How does she do this? How did she know? So the meal to celebrate my engagement turned out to be a meal to celebrate her engagement as well, which ok fine I can't grumble to much, but could she not have waited until the following day?

Mine and Ethan's wedding was perfect, except for when Phoebe had to tell everyone that she was going to get married in Mexico. Why did she have to do this at my wedding? It's like she is constantly trying to one up me.

After our wedding Ethan and I decided we wanted to try for a baby, before we knew it we were painting our spare room and Ethan was building a crib. That was all put on hold when I woke up one night in pain and was bleeding. Miscarriage.

I waited a couple of days before I told my parents who insisted that Ethan and I come over for a home cooked meal. I asked Ethan sister to come for support, because knowing my sister she will have something to say. And boy was I right.

"We don't have to go if you don't feel ready" Ethan takes my hand in his and gives it a squeeze

"Yeah I can go and tell everyone that your not feeling well" Emily says poking her head between Ethan and I

"No it's ok. I'll be fine. Come on" I open up the car door and head to the front door. I open it up, Ethan and Emily following me

"Mum? Dad?" I call out. Mum runs out of the kitchen and hugs me

"Oh my sweet girl. How are you feeling?"

"Errm ok I guess. Can we not talk about it"

"Of course. Go and sit at the table. Dinners nearly done" we walk to the dinning room where Phoebe and her husband are sat giggling. Taking a deep breath I sit opposite her with Emily and Ethan either side of me.

We eat our food which was amazing and mum brings out dessert when Phoebe has to say something

"Ok I'm glad mum and dad asked us to have this meal together because I have some, sorry, we have some exciting news"

"Your moving to the Bermuda triangle?" Emily mutters, I have to try and hide my smirk

"No" Phoebe looks at Emily annoyed then looks back at all of us smiling "I'm pregnant" immediately I feel everyone's eyes on me

"Oh... wow that's... erm congratulations" I manage to stutter out

"Thank you YN. We're super excited aren't we?" Not leaving her husband a chance to speak she continues "we've started decorating the room, we're actually 3 months along. We decided to keep it very quiet since you decided tell us all and then have a miscarriage, we didn't want to upset mum and dad anymore"

"Is she for real?" Emily looks at me. I feel a mixture of upset and anger

"We had our scan and everything is good. We even heard their heart beat, which is the best feeling the the world knowing your baby is alive and safe. That I am keeping them safe"

"I think that's enough Phoebe" mum sternly says

"Why? I thought you'd be happy to hear that your actually going to have a grandchild. Oh YN could we have the crib you bought and clothes, since your not getting to us them. Seems a shame to go to waste" that's it. Hot tear roll down my face as I stand up

"You want the clothes and crib we bought for our baby who we only lost last week?"

"Well yeah why is that a problem you have no baby coming I do"

"Your unbelievable. I didn't chose to loose mine and Ethan's baby. Your acting as if it was my fault" I leave the table and room hearing my mum and dad scold Phoebe for being so inconsiderate. I run to my old bedroom upstairs and break down into tears when the door opens. Ethan walks in and immediately wraps me up in his arms

"I'm sorry she said all that. It affects you as well. It wasn't just me that lost a baby it was you. Are you ok?" I ask looking up. Ethan is also crying now

"She had no right to ask any of that. Your mum and dad have told her to leave"

"You didn't answer my question. Are you ok?"

"I will be" Ethan kisses the top of my head and we stay like this for a little while.

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You and Ethan Choi come home from shift to find you son unable to sleep so you take him to watch the Ice Skaters hoping he would fall asleep. Ice Skating slot

XMAS BINGO; Ice Skating w/ Ethan Choi

— ❄PAIRINGS: Ethan Choi x F!Reader

— ❄FEATURING: Ethan Choi, Y/n, [son’s name]

— ❄SYNOPSIS: Ethan and you come home to find [son’s name] still up, so Ethan and you decide to take him to an ice skating rink to watch the skaters skate hoping he will fall asleep.

— ❄WARNINGS: fluff, errors I missed.

— ❄w/c: 1100

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A tired yawn left your mouth as Ethan and you walked up the steps to his and your shared apartment.

“We are nearly there, just hold on,” Ethan spoke in a tired voice.

He wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him, as the both of you ascended the stairs.

Finally getting to the apartment.

You let out another yawn as then fished out the keys. Grabbing them and putting them into the door. He turned the keys. Hearing a click. He pulled the key out of the door. Grabbing the doorknob. He twisted it open, unwrapping his arm from around you. You quickly walked inside. Ethan followed behind you. Locking the door behind him.

When he turned around he saw you standing there looking at the living room. Mainly at the couch, where your son was wide awake watching TV. His sister Emily was fast asleep next to him.

“Hey my sweet boy, you are still awake,” You spoke. Walking over to the five-year-old.

“Mommy,” He exclaimed. Jumping off the couch and rushing over to his mom. You kneeled, opening your arms.

He quickly crashed into you. hugging you tightly. Head buried into your chest. You wrapped your arms around him. closing your eyes. Ethan stared at his son and you in awe.

“I couldn’t sleep,” He spoke. Making you smile.

“Oh no, let us help put you to sleep, how about a walk,” You spoke. Shooting Ethan a knowing look. When [son’s name] couldn’t sleep, Ethan and you would take him for a walk.

“Yes please,” He spoke, stumbling over his words. Making you laugh softly.

Ethan walked over to the couch where Emily was sleeping. He took the remote off of her. Turned the TV off, and then put it down on the coffee table. He grabbed a blanket. Unfolding it and placing it on top of her.

When he turned to face [son’s name] and you, he saw that his son was holding your hand. [Son’s name] and you staring at him already, waiting for him.

Ethan walked over to [son’s name] and you. Grabbing a hold of [son’s name] hand.

“Come on little buddy,” Ethan spoke.

All three of you walk to the front door. Ethan unlocked the door. Opening it. The three of you exit. You shut and locked the door behind you.

Ethan, [son’s name], and you walked down the stairs. [Son’s name] babbling to Ethan and you about what he did today, then moved on to what Santa was going to get him for Christmas, as Ethan, [son’s name] and you exited the apartment complex.

[Son’s name] held Ethan’s hand and your hand tighter, as the three of you walked down the street. Passing pedestrian.

In a distance, you could see an ice skating rink. You looked over at Ethan, Ethan cast a glance your way, which made you turn your head in the direction of the ice skating rink, you looked back at Ethan seeing he was looking at the ice skating rink. He then looked back at you, smiling, as he caught on to what you were hinting at.

“Come on little buddy, how about we go to the ice skating rink, and watch the ice skaters skate,” Ethan spoke. Looking down at [son’s name].

“Yes,” [Son’s name] beamed.

Before crossing Ethan, [son’s name] and you looked both ways, then crossed the road,  going over to the ice skating rink.

The three of you going up to the barrier.

Ethan picked up [son’s name], so he could see the skaters skating.

The little boy stared at them in awe. Babbling about how cool they looked. After fifteen minutes his eyes started to flutter closed. He then opened his eyes again. Rubbing his eyes. Ethan let out a gentle chuckle.

“It is okay bud, you can go to sleep, we can go to the ice rink tomorrow. Maybe even get you on the ice,” Ethan spoke in a soothing voice.

[Son’s name] nodded his head, too tired to speak.

He buried his head into the crook of his father's neck. closing his eyes as sleep took over his body.

“Let’s head home,” Ethan spoke, looking over at you. You nodded your head.

Ethan held [son’s name] as the two of you exited, heading back home. A comforting silence settled between the two of you. Putting the code into the door of the apartment complex. You held the door open; Ethan thanked you as he walked in, and you followed behind him, shutting the door.

Ethan ascended the stairs carefully, not wanting to wake [son’s name]. You follow behind him. Once Ethan and you reached the apartment Ethan and you shared, he handed you the keys. You put the keys in the lock. Twisting it, the door unlocked. Your hand grabbed the doorknob and twisted it, opening the door. Walking in first, you opened the door wider, standing to the side.

Ethan walked in, you carefully closed the door, then locked it. All the while Ethan walked to [son’s name] bedroom. You followed after him once you finished locking the door.

Pulling the covers down. Ethan placed [son’s name] down on his bed. You pulled the covers up. Then leaned down, pressing a soft kiss on his forehead.

“Goodnight, my sweet boy,” You softly spoke, then pulled away.

Ethan leaned down to press a soft kiss on [son’s name] forehead. Wishing him a goodnight. He pulled away.

The both of you stared at [son’s name] in awe, before leaving his room. Closing the door slightly.

Ethan and you checked on Emily. Making sure she was comfortable. Fixing the blanket. You put a pillow underneath her head. Once she was taken care of Ethan and you walked to the master bedroom. Going into the ensuite bathroom.

Ethan brushed his teeth, while you brushed your teeth.  Taking turns going to the toilet. While the other one was using the toilet the other one was getting changed.

Ethan and you made your way into the bed. Getting underneath the covers. Snuggling into each other. Your back was pressed into his chest, as he spooned you.

Turning your head to look at him. He pressed a soft kiss against your lips. Pulling away a second later and smiling softly at you. Eyes heavy with sleep.

“Goodnight, baby, I love you,” Ethan spoke.

“Goodnight love, I love you too,” You responded.

Letting out a yawn. You turned your head back. Resting it on the pillow. Eyes fluttering closed, as sleep took over you.

Ethan held you tighter as sleep took over him as well…..

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Kinktober Day 3: Threesome (Ethan Choi x Connor Rhodes x Reader)

Ethan is in charge, he always is. Out of the three of you he is the most dominant, the one that strives to be in control, and doesn’t he let you know it with his clipped, hushed tones. The way he speaks, it’s enough to get you off when he leaves you a voice note telling you exactly how he wants you to touch yourself.

Where Ethan is all steel and sharp edges, Connor is candied honey. He worships your body with wandering hands and a deviant tongue, whispering how beautiful you are, how good you look with his cock in your mouth, how fucking fantastic your pussy feels around his dick.

Ethan prefers having the two of you in his bed, it’s bigger and there’s more space to manoeuvre the two of you the way he wants to see you. Your hands are bound at the small of your back with one of those silk restraints, the ones that won’t mark your skin. You’ve already broke the rules once tonight and he won’t have it again.

Connor is underneath you, his face buried between your thighs. His palms grip your thighs pinning you to his mouth as his tongue ravages you. He sucks your clit between his lips, flicking over it until you cry out, your muscles tensing. He keeps you on the edge like that for an age, thrusting his tongue inside your needy core, devouring you sinfully.

Ethan’s hand threads through your hair, grasping it tightly in his fist as he stands beside the bed. His cock juts out, hard and dripping. You watch the droplet of pre-cum bead on the tip before he guides your lips to his dick, he smears it across your lips before he begins to force his way into your mouth. You have no power, no leverage. Your hands bound and Connor restraining your thighs, you can barely move as Ethan holds you in place by your hair and fucks into your mouth, your lips stretching to accommodate to his girth. He loves seeing you like his, your eyes wide and pleading as you struggle to take him, salvia running down the corners of your mouth.

You moan around his cock as Connor hits that sweet spot once again and it’s like a narcotic chasing through Ethan’s veins. He pushes in even deeper, watching the inches disappear into that intoxicating mouth of yours. He loves how wet you feel, how good you take him, the way you look at him like he’s everything you’ve ever needed. He will never tell you this, instead he shows you. Praise is not his thing and Connor does enough of that for the both of them. He gets off on you being their fuck toy, of using you the way that he wants while Connor takes care of you. It’s a perfect synergy.

Ethan is unrelenting, his presence is devastating and all consuming. You eat up his indifference like its candy. He is the only one that can strip away horrors of the day, that can debase you until those thoughts spill from your head and the only thing you can focus on is fucking being alive. It ignites something inside of you being with the two of them, you feel like you can breathe again, like the world is bathed in technicolour. It’s a release you’ve never been able to find anywhere else.

Ethan gives you a look, it’s full of hunger and fire as his palm settles on the back of your head. His hips plunge forward, burying his cock deep in your throat. You gag around his length, pretty tears rolling down the edges of your eyes, smudging your mascara. You look so fucking delectable like this, writhing against Connor’s mouth, with his cock deep in your mouth. His control is threadbare as he withdraws just a little before fucking back into your throat. That choked noise you make is enough get him close.

Ethan is rougher tonight but being beholden to him sets every single one of your nerve endings alight. His grunts puncture through your ears as Connor devours you like you’re his favourite fucking dessert. You’re freefalling, having pleasure taken from you, having it given, it’s too much. 

Ethan’s hips snap faster. He’s a vison of coiled muscles and low, violent breathes. He fucks your mouth with a passion, like you are nothing but a vessel for his pleasure and you love it.

His grasp on your hair tightens, tugging at the roots. His cock pulses on your tongue and suddenly you’re hurtling over the edge, that heat spilling out of you and into Connor’s mouth. He licks up the juices like it’s the finest bourbon he’s ever tasted, savouring every single drop. Ethan’s thrusts once more, burying himself all the way down to the hilt, hot white streaks coat the back of your throat. You drink it down as he pumps in once more, painting your lips with final droplets of his cum.

His gaze is dark and unforgiving as his hand seizes your jaw, coercing your mouth into a sensuous pout.

“That’s the second time you’ve come without permission.”

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CHARACTERS INCLUDE ─ will halstead, connor rhodes, sarah reese, april sexton, ava bekker, ethan choi, natalie manning

⋯ WILL HALSTEAD

a golden retriever when it comes to any sort of affection. sure, he understands there is a time and place for it, but some times he can’t really help himself -- you’re his partner, why wouldn’t he show you all the affection? will has no issue with kissing you on the lips, pulling you in for a tight hug, or lacing your fingers with his own. regardless of the crowd surrounding the two of you. some make fake gagging noises, but they understand the need for some physical affection from time to time

⋯ CONNOR RHODES

somewhat like will, but is a bit more reserved. relies heavily on “there’s a time and a place” and will always try to keep up a professional experience in public settings. he will, however, give you a tight hug or a soft kiss to the forehead whenever you need it -- i.e. you’re having a bad day. but, once the doors are closed, he’s very affectionate and will show you every ounce of love the second you’re alone together

⋯ SARAH REESE

very shy to show any sort of physical affection in the beginning of the relationship. she’s still trying to get past the idea that you’re even with her to begin with --  which is something that still amazes her from time to time. once she is able to gain a little confidence, she has no problem reaching down to lace her fingers with your own, before giving your hand a tight squeeze. it’s simple, but it’s very grounding for the two of you and a quick reminder you have each other’s back. any other sort of affection is saved for more private moments when other’s aren’t around

⋯ APRIL SEXTON

loves holding your hand -- she’s a nurse, and a lot of her care comes in the form of contact. she’ll hold your hand if neither of you are busy, give you a few grounding squeezes, or press a kiss to the back of your hand. uses it in the sense to comfort you, while also telling you she’s here for you

⋯ AVA BEKKER

finds public displays of affection to be more on the unprofessional side -- she’s trying to work, and as much as she would like to, kisses cannot be given at this time. however, if she’s on lunch or has a break in-between patiences, she will 100% provide you with the affection you are looking for // lacking throughout the day. it’s also taxing on her as well, but she’s got a better control on her affection when compared to her coworkers

⋯ ETHAN CHOI

much like ava, isn’t too fond of showing public affection but there are instances where he would. the end of shift is usually when he shows the most affection -- seeing he’s super tired and just ready to go home with you for the night. he’ll hold your hand, kiss your neck and cheek. really just turning into a pile of mush once he gets his affection

⋯ NATALIE MANNING

becomes so busy during the day, giving affection is probably one of the last things on her mind, but she always tries to make room for you and the affection she does give. arm around your shoulder // waist, nuzzling into your neck, pressing kisses to your cheek or the tips of your fingers -- she’ll do it all. does stand on the side of hestiancey when it comes to doing so around others, but she loves you so it equals out

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