#james lanik x you

[bullet-prooflove]

🥺 first time headcanon. For our Chicago Med boys please?

And I hear that you’re having a birthday soon. I know what you’re favorite animal is but what’s your favorite flower/plant?

Lmao my 36th birthday would you believe. I am really digging peonys at the moment! And peace lily's for plants.

So I have already written a fic on this but to revise it, the two of you met when you were both helping Goodwin with the Chicago Med Christmas Toydrive. The two of you got roped into wrapping in the conference room. Both of you got a little tipsy off home made eggnog and ended up making love on the conference table amidst the wrapping paper and bows. Jimmy knew he was in love because he never does shit like that and you bring something out in him.

Ohh you make this baby work for it.

Initially he makes a pass at you and you turn him down. Your next convo has him leaving the table pissed but the third... he tells you about Harper and you tell him why you got into children's custody law. It's the first time he's been up front with anyone and he kinda likes it.

It's the fifth date when he eventually gets to undress you. By this time he's gotten to know you as a person, and he's falling in love. He's slow, the way he strips off your clothes, lingering kisses on your skin as he whispers tender words over your form. He makes love for the first time in years that night.

Connor Rhodes - You are friends that turn to lovers. You met in Molly's bonded over a tough day and you make each other laugh. You move in seperate circles but always end up in the same space, gravitating towards one another. It starts with little touches, a hand on the shoulder, palm on the lower back and hugs and it starts from there.

One night he invites you back to his apartment to test his top shelf booze and you end up in each other's personal space, clothes brushing and he asks you why have we never...

You kiss and it's all over for that two of you. He makes love to you on the couch because he can't stand not being able to touch you, or waiting any longer. You straddle his waist, hands in his hair tugging just a little and it blows his mind.

Throughout the duration of your friendship you have care of one another and even in bed you are still taking care of him.

Will falls in love with you the moment he sees you. When Jay introduces you as his colleague from Intelligence he is smitten almost immediately and the feeling is mutual. A couple of drinks later and the chemistry is flying. You end up going home with him that night. He's attentive in his love making, taking you apart and leaving you wrecked in his sheets. When you try to leave the next morning, he's already drawing you back into bed for round two and how can you resist

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[devonpravesh]

-> pairing: james lanik x dr!reader -> summary: dr lanik feels bad after losing his patient. -> warning: none, cursing

james lanik had hardly been the one to dwell on a patient’s death, but when this certain patient came in, he felt some sort of obligation to help her.

“pronounce her, lanik,” ethan had said multiple times, much to the other man’s dismay.

after 17 minutes, he knew the next words he was about to say had been long overdue, “time of death: 13.48,” with that he walked out of the room, eyes searching for someone in particular.

when his eyes finally landed on you standing behind a computer at the nurses station, he smiled.

“oh my god, maggie, come on,” he heard you laughing at something the nurse next to you had said, making the butterflies in his stomach flutter.

you turned around, not having noticed your secret boyfriend standing next to you, “oh, hey, dr lanik,” you giggled, rubbing your shoulder on his affectionately.

“hey, dr. [y/l/n]. can i talk to you in my office?” he questioned, but already walked away before you had even answered.

maggie looked at you, stunned expression on her face, “uh, sure?” you mumbled, but it was no use as he was already a couple of feet in front of you.

you grinned as you closed the door behind you, “i always imagined you as bad boy, jimmy, but doing it in here-,” you quickly stopped talking once you saw the serious expression on his face.

“hey,” you said while lifting a hand to his cheek, cupping it gently, “are you alright?” it came out as a soft whisper, scared for whatever it was he was about to say.

“i.. uh, i lost my patient today,” he spoke softly, almosy inaudible, “babe, i’m so sorry,” you wrapped him in your arms, letting him know that you were there for him.

“it’s just that... she reminded me of you.”

his shoulders slumped, heavy sigh leaving his lips, “she was 23 weeks pregnant, but there was nothing we could do. nothing i could do. i lost them both,”

“you’re scared,” you noticed, making him nod his head, “look for what it’s worth, both me and,” you paused, taking his hand and putting it on your stil bumpless stomach, “the baby are fine. if it makes you feel any better we could go to our OB to get it checked out-,”

he shook his head, “you’re right, you’re right. i guess i was just worried.”

“that’s all right. sometimes i also need to share my feelings with others. it’s only human,” you shrugged, seeing him visibly relax a little, the smile on his face saying more than words ever could.

you let go of him and sat down on his desk, pulling his sleeve, drawing him closer to you, “now, should we get to it?”

he chuckled, head hung low, “nice try, babe, but we’re still working.” you pouted, “fine, fine, but when we get home-,”

a knock on the door made both of you freeze, before he quickly pulled you off of his desk.

the door slowly opened as i quickly made something up, trying to decieve whoever it was on the other end of the door, “yes, i’m sorry, dr lanik, it won’t happen agai-,”

“dr lanik, dr [y/l/n] is needed in baghdad,” maggie’s voice echoed through the office, “oh, right, of course,” he spoke as i walked over to the door, seeing maggie leave.

i quickly turned around and planted a kiss on jimmy’s lips, “see you tonight,” i winked, earning a small laugh from him.

maggie soon re-appeared beside me as i closed jimmy’s office door, making me yelp in suprise, “why the fuck would you scare me like that?”

the other woman just shrugged with a smug, confusing smile on her face, throwing you off, “anyway, what’s coming in?”

“oh, nothing, i just needed to ask you something important,”

you crossed your arms and stopped in you tracks, “maggie, you can’t just lie about a big trauma coming in, what if-,”

“so how long has that been going on? you and jim,” that simple question had thrown you off guard.

“excuse me? me and jim,” you fakely laughed a little before continuing, “no, you got the wrong idea there, mags.”

“oh, come on. you two almost always are in at the same time, the secret meet-ups in his office, the oggling each other from across the room, the soft whispers, giggles and smiles when you think no one’s watching,”

you raised your hands, “well, i don’t know what to tell ya. jim and i are just good friends.”

her raised eyebrow told you she wasn’t buying anything you said, “fine. we’ve been together since about a year,” you softly confessed, causing maggie’s eyes to widen and her smile to grow.

“ahh! i’m so happy for you!” she yelled, causing you to shush her.

“mags, shut up, no one knows yet,”

she straightend her posture, “right, right.”

“dr [y/l/n]! we could really use your help in here!” april yelled from the treatment room across of us.

“coming!” in a beeline you run across the ED, just barely getting to the arresting patient in time.

________

i dont see many fics for the side characters so i thought maybe you guys would enjoy this. hopefully.

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[bullet-prooflove]

Home Time: Jimmy Lanik x Reader

Tagging: @crazy4chickennuggets @kmc1989 @withakindheartx @annieradcliff @cosmic-psychickitty @infinity-mars @juliannatryon @elizabeththebat @legit9thlunaticwarrior @depxiety @thebejeweledwatercat @iworldlywriter @weiwei0210 @caffeinatedwoman @whateversomethingbruh @slytherqueen14 @handsupforamiracle

It can be hard to pry Jimmy away from his work, you learn that in the early stages of the relationship. He wears the burden of his responsibility like a shield, building walls out of the tasks that need doing. It’s a way of protecting himself, from intimacy, from heartache. If he’s too busy to date, then he doesn’t have to put himself put there, he doesn’t have to be vulnerable.

The problem when it comes to being with you is that he lets his guard down, he finds himself telling you thinks that he hasn’t spoken about his hears. How he almost chose culinary school instead of med school, how his father always wanted a doctor in the family, how sometimes he dreams about the people he’s lost in the ED and out.

When you pop your head into the doctor’s lounge, he’s typing his notes up on the computer. He doesn’t look up, he just keeps his head down, his fingertips tapping away over the keyboard. When he hears the door click shut, he thinks you’ve left but then your hands come to rest upon his shoulders, those diligent fingers seeing out the knots in his muscles and he stops because that sensation, it feels so damn good.

“It’s time to go home.” You tell him, your lips brushing over the back of his head.

He tries to protest, he really does but the tension he carries on a daily basis, it starts to ebb. He starts to feel himself relax.

“Come on, grab your things.” You murmur into his ear, and it sends a flush of heat rushing through his body because he knows what usually follows when you use that tone of voice. “I’m going to take care of you tonight.”

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[bullet-prooflove]

Bless me with ur writing for Jimmy Lanik with the prompt "Gonna lose control tonight" 👉👈

It’s been a bad day, one of the worst that Jimmy has had in a long time. His mind is busy and overcrowded when he sits down on the couch in the home that the two of you have made together. He hates when he gets like this, he can’t seem to get out of his head, and it drives him a little crazy because he doesn’t want to bring this shit back to the house with him.

He doesn’t say anything when you clamber into his lap, his palms come to rest on your thighs his thumbs chasing up the inner seam of your leggings as they hug his hips. He knows you can see the stress he’s under, he tries to hide it but he can never hide anything from you.

“You’re working too hard,” You tell him as your lips brush over his, he arches up against you, his synapses crackling as your palms run over the front of his shirt.

Your fingers seek out the knot of his tie, undoing it with skilfully as his hand threads in your hair keeping you close.

“You feel so good honey.” He mumbles into your mouth.

You take his hands in yours, crossing one wrist over the other before you begin bind them with his tie. He’s never met a woman as intuitive as you, one that can sense his needs, make his wildest fantasies come true. It’s not easy for Jimmy to give up control, it needs to be taken from him, stripped away.

You grasp the tie in your hand shifting slightly so you can force Jimmy’s arms above his head, his back pressing flat against the couch cushions. You straddle his hips, pinning them in place as your fingertips skate over the buttons of his shirt, undoing each one of them, your lips following suit. You kisses are light and teasing, each one a ray of sunshine across his skin.

Your mouth grazes his cock through the fabric of his trousers, and it sends a bolt of euphoria rushing through his senses. You’re careful as you unzip him, palm smoothing over his length through his underwear, jerking him just a little. His breath catches and he lets out a filthy sound, one that tells you, you have him exactly where you want him.

Your palm comes to rest on his pelvis, holding him in place as your mouth encompasses the tip of him through the fabric of his underwear. Your eyes raise up to meet his and he gets the message loud and clear.  

Don’t move…

Your free hand tugs at his underwear drawing it down his hips until he’s naked before you, his cock needy and leaking. He whines as you lick up the length of him, your tongue swirling around the head of his cock. A gasp tears from his throat and it takes everything in him not to thrust into your mouth.

“Good boy.” You whisper, your lips grazing the tip of his dick before you take him deeper.

You take him apart slowly, stripping away every thought form his head until the only thing he can focus on is the sensation of your lips wrapped around his cock. There’s a tingling in the base of his spine, his nerve endings erupt with ecstasy as your cheeks hollow out, his dick nudging at the back of your throat.

“Honey…” He warns you and you suck just that little bit harder, shoving him over the edge.

He comes hard, his wrists straining at the bonds above his head as he cries out your name so loudly there’s no way on this Earth the neighbours can’t hear him. You swallow him down, taking it all before pulling off and planting soft kisses along his spent cock.

Your reach up between the two of you, your gentle fingertips undoing the knot that binds his wrists.

“Better?” You ask and he exhales for what feels like the first time today as he nods.

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[bullet-prooflove]

Radio Prompt #7 - I could tell when you locked the door just what was going on (with Jimmy Lanik)

It's the look in Jimmy's eyes when he locks the door to your office that makes pause. You're leaning against the edge of your desk reading a report one of the admin staff had handed you on the way out when you look up and see him standing there, turning the bolt.

"Jimmy..." You barely manage to say his name before his lips are on yours, his firm body pressing against the length of you. You don't where the report ends up because your fingers are already tangling in his hair as you shift onto the edge of the desk so Jimmy can take up residence between your thighs.

His hands, the ones that save so many lives, come to rest on your hips. His thumbs skirt under the fabric of your blouse, ghosting over the tattoo of a butterfly on your hip.

"Do you know it's been six days since I last saw you?" He mumbles against the corner of your mouth before he kisses a heated trail down the line of your jaw. "Six days since I've kissed you, loved you..."

You moan as his teeth graze that deviant little spot just underneath your earlobe, your hips arching against his. He's hard already, your fingers reach for his belt buckle, but he pulls away and you whine at the loss of contact.

"No honey." He murmurs as he sinks to his knees instead. "Let me take care of you for a change."

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[bullet-prooflove]

Trick or treat

Sending hugs always!

Just a little Jimmy Lanik piece I have cooking. How Jimmy eventually relents and lets his work/home life collide leading him, Will and Anita to becoming friends.

"I keep meaning to ask you, how's the seal thing going?" Will says as the two of them stand alongside of each other.

Jimmy looks at him like he's grown a second head before Will elaborates.

"Last time your wife was here, she was telling me about a trial she's involved with Alzheimer's patients, they each get a little white seal, it's interactive. The studies have shown it helps boost social engagement, improve mood and reduce agitation among people with dementia."

Oh right, the PARO thing. You take your job as a social worker for the elderly very seriously, actively working to improve the quality of life for the people you care for. Part of that was getting some of the demenita patients you work with into a trial regarding PARO, an interactive seal that was meant to aid the sufferers and their caregivers.

"Why don't you ask her yourself when you come to dinner?" Jimmy remarks, studying the tablet in front of him. "I'm sure Anita would love to tell you more about it."

Will pauses, his head tilting slowly towards Jimmy.

"What happened to your work stays in work, home stays at home policy?" Will asks him.

"Doesn't seem to be working out that well for me does it?" Jimmy says, looking pointedly at the treatment bay where you're standing talking to his 90 year old patient Ester Jones. "Also you're probably the least annoying person I work with."

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[bullet-prooflove]

So I write this letter That I'll never send

(I’m back on my bullshit 🤣 make me cry)

Will finds the letter propped up against the whiskey bottle on Jimmy's nightstand as he waits for the ambulence. His name is scrawled in Jimmy's familiar cursive loop, he knows he should wait but reaching for it is a compulsion that he can't seem to control.

He's careful as he opens up the envelop and removes the paper. He studies the words for a moment, Jimmy's voice echoing in his head as his fingertips play over them.

You did everything right, it reads. I just couldn't live without her.

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[bullet-prooflove]

Happy early birthday!

I was wondering if you'd be able to do "💌 sending/receiving nudes" with our Jimmy Lanik? No worries if not x

It's Jimmy's third day on shift and he's exhausted. It's been non stop at the E.D and he's barely had a moment to himself in almost 72 hours. The only thing he wants to do right now is to take his break and catch a thirty minute nap on the couch. He thinks that's achievable. It's when he takes his cellphone out of his locker that things go array.

He's got a missed call from you and a couple of messages. He opens the first one and almost drops his phone. You're wearing nothing but that pretty navy blue lace that he likes, the baby doll thing you'd bought especially for his birthday.

Just to remind you of what you're missing.

His gaze strays to the time and he groans because he's completely forgotten that the two of you were meant to Facetime over an hour ago, he guesses this was the surprise you had for him.

He knows that you're going to be pissed. When you went away to that conference in Seattle you had made him promise that he wouldn't work too hard. The back to back shifts has been ruining him as of late and he was constantly exhausted.

He hadn't been able to turn down the work when it was offered, he hates going home to an empty house and the E.D keeps him occupied.

He skims through the messages, there's a few more risque ones that have him throbbing underneath the fabric of his scrubs before you realise he isn't running late for the call, he's actually forgotten.

There's nothing after that last next. He feels like a complete asshole.

You don't answer the phone when he calls. He assumes you've gone to bed, it's almost midnight. He sighs before leaning back on the couch and rubbing his hands over this face.

He's messed up big time.

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[bullet-prooflove]

Ok since I encouraged you to kill Jimmy and his wife. 🤣 here’s a nicer one

Kiss me in the corridor?

It's tender, the brush of Jimmy's lips over yours as you stand in a quiet corridor of the hospital. Your hands come to rest on his chest, fingers smoothing over the crisp lapels of his lab coat.

Your cheeks colour as he draws away, a small smile playing across his features.

"I thought you didn't want people to know..." You trail off as he kisses you again.

This time it's fierce, there's a passion rushing through him that he can't seem to control. He knows where it stems from, he saw Crockett talking to you, saw the way the other man smiled as he lingered just a little bit too close to comfort. It's not his fault, not really, it's Jimmy that wanted to keep things separate. He likes compartmentalisation, a clear difference between his home life and his work life. In theory it works. In practice...

The two of you are so professional that people don't know that you are actually together, hence what happened today.

"You're jealous." You realise as his forehead comes to rest on yours.

"A little..." he concedes.

"It's an interesting shade on you." You tease him.

"Not a fan of it." He says with a sigh.

"You could just tell them." You remind him, your fingertips rearranging the collar of his lab coat so it sits properly.

"I don't like being talked about." He reminds you. "And they're so gossipy."

You shrug your shoulders.

"You can't have it both ways."

He knows that. The thing is you are an attractive woman, compassionate and capable, he knows that other men see it too. Crockett may have been the first but he's not going to be the last. He's already seen Matt Cooper giving you the eye.

"I know." He tells before he kisses you again. "I'll figure something out."

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The Wedding Night - Jimmy Lanik x Reader (NSFW)

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Jimmy trailed his fingertip down along the smooth soft silky skin of your navel as he lay beside you on the plush king-size bed. The wedding dress was long gone, Jimmy had unzipped it from your form and allowed the material to drop away from your skin hours before. The white bra you were clad in was strapless and made of French lace. It hugged and lifted your breasts, extenuating your figure as you lay before him in that slender g-string.

Your hands were stretched up above your head, bound to the wrought iron headboard in your hotel room with the tie he had worn for the ceremony. There was a blindfold over your eyes as his fingertip traced along the line of the delicate underwear, chasing down over your naked mound. He dipped lower teasing over your slick core causing you to whimper in anticipation.

The idea of being at Jimmy's mercy filled you with a sensual thrill, he had awakened you sexually over your time together. You had never known the act of making love could be so euphoric. He was dynamic and wondrous underneath the sheets, chasing your pleasure instead of his own.

"I like having you like this, teasing you with my mouth and fingers. Keeping you at my mercy." Jimmy whispered in your ear as his fingertips grasped a chilled strawberry.He used the small piece of fruit to trace a line down along your throat.

Jimmy's molten hot tongue followed the pattern left by the cold fruit before he guided it between your breasts. He kissed that delicious spot, his thumbs teasing your nipples through the confines of the lace bra as you writhed and gasped in response to his touch. He was so good at manipulating your body, stroking over those delicate strings, seeking out the perfect chords to bring you to completion.

He used the strawberry to trace the outline of your lips, your breathing hitched at the light caress. He popped the strawberry into your mouth, kissing away the juices.

Your desire was more than evident, he had used his fingers and tongue to lead you to climax twice over the past few hours and each orgasm had been more powerful than the next. He knew what you really wanted, what his wife was craving right now, and Jimmy was finally ready to consummate the marriage. He longed for the fulfilment that came with making love to you, there was a sense of urgency to his ministrations. The mild bondage was his own chance to worship you, to show you how devoted he was to your pleasure.

"I want to see those beautiful eyes." Jimmy murmured as he lifted the blindfold and removed it from you.

Your skin was flushed rosy pink from the foreplay, your gaze was bright and dazzling as you stared at him with arousal and want.

"Have you finished playing with me Jimmy?" You asked him in a breathless tone.

Jimmy was already stripping the restraints from your wrists. His fingers nimble and gentle as he searched for bruises, thankfully finding none. Your hands were already entwining in his tousled hair, bringing him even closer so you could kiss his finely sculptured lips and taste the salt on his skin. Jimmy's fingers caught on the thin straps of the g-string before he guided it from your thighs.

"Make love to me." You whispered against Jimmy's clean-shaven jaw. "I want every fibre of my being to belong to you."

"You already belong to me." Jimmy told you, his voice husky as his cock brushed over your slick folds. "Just like I have always belonged to you."

The moment Jimmy sank inside you, you were lost. Your hands roved up Jimmy's muscular back, fingertips brushing over his shoulders as you arched your hips taking him deeper, until he was buried inside you to the hilt. Your head tipped back into the pillow, exposing your throat to Jimmy's adoring lips as he thrust inside you with long intense movements. His fingers interlaced with yours, pressing your hand into the mattress as you chanted his name like a mantra. He hit just the right spot, your body stretching taut underneath him.

Jesus, you were on the edge again, tightening all around him, your eyes on his as you hurtled over the precipice. The ecstasy hit you hard, euphoria exploding through your synapses as it stole away your breath. Jimmy spilled himself deep inside of you, hips locked against yours as his fingertips caressed the apple of your cheek.

"My wife." Jimmy whispered against your lips. "My beautiful wife."

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Come Home - Jimmy Lanik x Reader

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The breeze up on the roof was refreshing, it washed over Jimmy as he leaned on the railing, looking out across the city. He hadn't slept in forever, and that weariness was creeping up on him now that the caffeine and the adrenaline were seeping out of his body. He had spent the past few days in a constant state of hyper awareness, fuelled by stimulants because the truth was even after COVID – 19 they were still overwhelmed. The ramifications from the pandemic just kept going and he wasn’t afraid to admit that being on the front line had changed him. He had never known exhaustion quite like this.

 The mandatory therapy sessions were a God send, he didn’t know how he would have coped without them, watching people’s lives slip away day after day destroyed parts of your soul. He had been running on empty when he’d been forced into his first session with Doctor Charles, and he should still feel elements of that vibrating through his being. Things were better now but they would never be the same as before.

The doors behind Jimmy opened and he glanced over this shoulder, his gaze meeting yours. He always got lost in those eyes, there was a solace in them, a sense of peace that came only with you. You were always patient, always caring, always giving him the time of day when he needed it.

"I thought I'd see how you are doing." You said stepping up alongside of him, the breeze brushing the hair away from your face. “You haven’t been home in a few days.”

“It’s been bad.” He told you, his hands gripping the railing so hard his knuckles turned white. “I didn’t want to bring it home to you.”

“Jimmy, come on…”

He inclined his head towards you.

“Our home it’s a happy place, there’s no room for something like this.” Jimmy told you, his eyes stinging.

Your hand came to rest upon his shoulder.  Jimmy closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. It felt like he could breathe for the first time in a long time. It was a wonderful sensation, knowing that someone cared about him, that you cared about him. He needed that right now; he needed you to chase away the darkness in his heart because right now he had nothing left.

“That’s not true.” You said quietly. “There’s always space for you, for your thoughts, your feelings.”

"Just hearing that…it makes a difference." Jimmy swallowed hard past the well of emotion in his chest before turning to face you.

There was agony in those eyes, so raw and vivid that it stole away your breath. You wanted to take that pain away, to show Jimmy that love didn't come with a cost, and he didn't have to hide himself from you.

Your hands came to rest on his unshaven cheeks, the dark stubble feeling silky underneath your fingertips. You leaned in close so that your faces were inches apart. Jimmy could feel his heart pounding even harder against his ribcage. His skin was prickling with anticipation as you lingered just out of reach.

Jimmy closed the gap between you with the tiniest of movements. His lips brushed over yours timidly, before your warm hands settled on his lower back drawing him even closer. There was comfort in your arms, a security and stability that he craved.

"Come home to me Jimmy.” You whispered. “Let me take care of you for once.”

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Him - Jimmy Lanik x Reader

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"I hate him." Jimmy erupted as you closed the apartment door behind you.

You rose your eyes skyward, sighing out loud as you twisted the lock on the door. You had known the instant that you'd seen Danny standing in the doorway of your office that things were about to become complicated. That was the way Danny always made everything, it was in his nature. Yet you couldn't fault him when it came to his job, he was the best in his field which is why he had been selected to head up the department in the aftermath of Frank’s retirement.

"I don't like him much either but unfortunately that's the hand we've been dealt." You muttered, sagging against the door, your fingertips rubbing at your temples trying to sooth away the tension that was knotting in your forehead.

"He certainly seems to think you do." Jimmy said into the open air between you causing you to narrow your eyes at his tone of voice.

"That's his opinion." You retorted, crinkling your nose in distaste as you folded your arms over your chest.

Jimmy recognized this as your defensive posture and decided to approach this situation from another direction.

"There's a story here and I would really like to hear it." Jimmy said, struggling to keep the twinge of irritation out of his voice.

The truth was, watching Danny’s interactions with you sent his hackles right up. There was a possessiveness in the way the other man touched you, he could see it in his mannerisms, it was in every brush of Danny's fingers over your skin.

"He's different." You remarked distractedly. "He's different now to the way he was back then."

"When he was your mentor?" Jimmy prompted, furrowing his brow into a frown as he studied your change in demeanour.

There was something going on, he can feel it rippling under the surface as you focused your attention elsewhere. He didn't know where you were going mentally but he had never felt so locked out before. He reached out a hand, his fingers curling lightly around yours, bringing you back to him.

"Where did you go?" Jimmy asked you, feeling a surge of uncertainty waver through him.

"Sorry, my heads a mess because I haven't slept properly over the past few days." You muttered, rubbing at the pain blossoming in your temples.

Jimmy’s fingers dipped into the internal pocket of his jacket, withdrawing a slender strip of the painkillers he kept on his person, just in case. He grabbed a clean glass off the draining board, before filling it with water and handing it to you.

"Thanks." You said gratefully, popping two of the painkillers from the foil packet before handing it back to him.

You swallowed them along with the water before Jimmy took the glass from your hand, placing it on the kitchen table.

"It's just a headache." You assured him, nudging him gently with your hip. "Maybe someone shouldn't have kept me up all night."

"I didn't hear you complaining." Jimmy reminded you with that teasing lilt of his. "In fact, weren't you the one climbing on top of me at three am after bringing me to full attention?"

You shivered at the memory of Jimmy's hands roaming all over your naked body, his hot breath on your tender flesh as he brought the two of you to climax. Your cheeks were flushing with heat as you cleared your throat and bowed your head.

Jimmy didn't want to break this little moment of contentment but if he was to have any peace of mind, he needed to know the truth about what happened between Danny and you.

"It was before my mom died.” You began, sensing Jimmy's discord. "I was newly qualified, he was mentoring me…”

You dropped down onto the couch, running both of your hands through your hair as you slipped back into the timeline of your history. Some of your memories revolved around that those years, there had been such a feeling of hopelessness when you realised how fucked the care system really was. You had seen so much poverty and so much struggle. Parents that didn’t care about their children, that put their own needs above their child’s.

“There was a death. He was eight years old with severe asthma, they found him outside in the garden. His mother was a heroin addict, she used his inhaler as a device to get high, apparently it’s more common then I thought…” You said quietly as Jimmy took a seat beside you. “He had an asthma attack, the house was full of fumes and smoke, so he went outside to try and clear his chest. He died out there alone and his mother didn’t even realise until eight hours later. We hadn’t gotten to him yet, but he was on the list, but the list kept growing…”

"It overwhelmed you." Jimmy murmured in understanding as his hand came to rest upon your knee, his thumb gently rubbing the shape of the joint. "Stuff like this it strips you down to the bone and leaves you open and raw."

"That's what I love about you." You told him, your head coming to rest upon Jimmy's steady shoulder. "You get how it feels."

Jimmy pressed his lips to your hairline.

"I've been there once or twice." he whispered. “When I first started out I used to do volunteer work in one of the city clinics. With the system the way it is, sometimes there are no happy endings.”

"I was feeling the pressure of everything with mom, then this horrible thing happened and it broke me. I was so God damn tired..." You trailed off, your lips clamped together unable to speak for a moment.

“Danny was there for you." Jimmy finished for you. "You slept with him."

“There’s no excuse but I just wanted to feel something, anything. The whole thing made me numb, I look back and I realise it was a self defence mechanism, a way of coping."

"How many times?" Jimmy asked quietly.

"Just the once. I couldn't stand to look at myself in the mirror after that, Danny wanted to continue the affair, but I couldn't." You informed him, rubbing your hands over your face.

You were ashamed. Jimmy could see it in your hunched shoulders as you exhaled deeply, hiding your face between your fingers.

Jesus, if he'd hated Danny before he fucking despised the man now. He’d been your mentor, someone who was supposed to watch out for you, instead he’d taken advantage of you at your lowest ebb.

"I trust you." Jimmy said finally, his warm, reassuring hand rubbing up and down your spine. "I just don't trust him.”

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I would love to fix it all for you

You don't want to tell Jimmy that Danny had become a problem but he knows. That's the thing about your husband, he's intuitive to your behaviours, when something changes he notices.

When you make the decision to report the sexual harassment you're subjected to by your supervisor it weighs on you. You worry that you wont be believed, that maybe your ruining someone's career over a misunderstanding. Women are taught to second guess themselves in these situations, and you do.

You're sitting at the kitchen with your work laptop open and a glass of rosè beside of you, staring blankly at the screen when Jimmy approaches you. He sees the tension in your shoulders, the way your jaw clenched as you study the email in front of you.

Jimmy's palm cradles the curve of your neck, his thumb caressing the nape of your neck gentle as he reads the email over your shoulder.

They're starting an investigation, you're going to be interviewed about the incidents with Danny. All those private, humiliating moments are going to be laid bare and recorded as evidence.

"I wish I could fix it for you." He whispers into your hair as he presses a kiss to the back of your head.

You sigh as you tilt your head back so you can look into those soothing blue eyes of his.

"Yea me too."

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Good News - Jimmy Lanik x Reader

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The light was still on in your office but then again Jimmy had expected that. It was a tiny, confined space with barely enough space for your desk. Everyday the numbers of children and adults in care were raising and it was a struggle trying to accommodate them all. He watched you shoulder the burden of responsibility with your back straight and your chin up, ready to take any punch that came your way. You’d only been dating a couple of months, but he knew he had fallen in love with you, he’d never cared for someone so much, never wanted to, but somehow with you it was easy. He knew he was done for when the two of you had gone for breakfast after the Christmas Toy Drive.   

Jimmy had spent enough time with you recently to know that you fought for what you believed in, that you fought for the people that couldn't help themselves. He knew this was about the Abenaki case, that poor woman under the care of her son who barely gave a damn about her wishes. When he’d seen her being rolled out and back to the care home, he knew the court had ruled against you today and he knew that had to hurt.

Jimmy had been watching you from the open doorway for the past few minutes, gauging you from a distance. Your hair was drawn back into a messy bun. You propped your chin up on the palm of your hand. The noise of the pen scratching against the paper was echoing through the silence of the room. The motions were vicious and jagged, you were pressing down even harder as your anger at the situation grew and grew.

Jimmy knew a thing or two about the rage that was building up inside you, he could see it licking at your skin like dark flames, burning scars upon that impressionable flesh. The position you were in, it was the type of nightmare that sucked you dry and crushed the life right out of you.

Let it go, he wanted to say. Just let it go.

It was easier said than done. How did you release such a violent, passionate emotion without destroying anything around you? The truth was you couldn't.

Your shoulders were tightening with the progression of the thoughts that rambled through your mind. Jimmy observed your knuckles turning white as you bore down on the pen until a brutal crack exploded in the silence of the room. It was like a gunshot breaking through the peace, you opened your hand allowing the frail plastic shards to drop onto the desk as you glared at the offending item in disgust.

You shoved your chair away from the desk and rose to your feet before turning to see him standing in the door frame watching you. His eyes were on your features, and you knew that Jimmy wouldn't judge you for what was happening now. There was compassion and understanding in his eyes and you felt that vengeful force inside of you slowly drain away at the knowledge of his presence. In his hand you spied a small pudding pot, he held it up so that you could see it was butterscotch before tossing it to you.

"You need to eat something." he told you as you caught it.

You collapsed back into the chair as the fierce energy evaporated completely, making you feel empty and cold. The vehemence was something you could deal with; it empowered you and gave you strength, but this feeling was something you couldn't battle against. It was like being trapped under the ice with no way to break through the surface. You could feel yourself slapping against the layer above you, struggling to breath against the freezing sensation rushing through your veins.

You tried to hide the slight tremble of your hands as you popped the lid and released the plastic spoon. You lifted the lid to your mouth and licked the butterscotch pudding from the foil.

The notion was almost erotic, Jimmy felt that deep sexual feeling flushing through his groin at the simple gesture. God, everything you did was so sensual and titillating, he was sure you had no idea what you were doing to him. He knew he shouldn't be feeling like this, not when you were upset but there was raw intimate energy stirring up between you just like always.

Jimmy stepped into the room, the sound of his shoes clicking on the tiles as he strode towards you. His fingers wrapped around the back of the guest chair before he moved it so it was in front of you. He took the seat as you watched him reproachfully over the tub of butterscotch pudding.

Your woeful eyes fixed on him before you set down the empty pudding pot. Your fingers crept across your lap until you took his hands in your own bridging the connection between you. It felt like you had broken through the surface and could finally breath again. Warmth was twinging at the edges of your body, your fingers tingling as Jimmy's hands encompassed yours lovingly. The heat was welcome, it chased through your veins thawing you out.

Jimmy could see how desolate you felt, there was nothing he could do to take away the pain of losing this fight.

"Come here." Jimmy uttered, reaching out to draw you into his lap.

You curled into him instinctively, your cheek came to rest upon his shoulder as he gathered you up into the shelter of his arms.

You buried your face in his chest, inhaling the scent of lavender and sandalwood. Your fingers tangled in his sage-coloured shirt. Jimmy cradled you close, your arms wrapping around his neck as he hugged you closer. Your nose trailed up along the curve of his throat, your lips enclosing over the tiny scar just under the curve of his jaw. Jimmy tilted his head back, a moan emitting from low in his chest. You placed another light kiss on his jaw. He stiffened under your touch, he’d come with the intention of comforting you, he just hadn’t expected it to be like this. Your lips ghosted along the shape of his chin as he tilted his gaze to look down at you. There was desire in those eyes, it was smouldering. God, he wanted you so badly.

Your lips were inches from his, you found yourself staring into those eyes and seeing everything you ever wanted inside them. Jimmy was restraining himself, there was nothing more he wanted to do than sweep everything off that desk and make love to you on it. This was love in all of it’s glory and he wanted to embrace it. You needed to see that he was invested, that he was here no matter what happened.

"Trust this to happen to me." You whispered against his mouth with a small smile. Jimmy felt the soft brush of your lips as you spoke. It was barely a kiss, but it meant the world to him. “I’ve fallen in love with you.”

"Well, that’s good news.” Jimmy murmured with a smile of his own, his nose trailed along the length of yours until your lips were barely touching again. “Because I’ve fallen in love with you too.”

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I'm the one at fault

Jimmy tells you, his hands on his hip as he let's out a sigh. "I shouldn't have snapped at you, it's just when I saw his hand on your shoulder..."

He trails off, his lips pursing together grimly. Seeing your ex lover and supervisor leaning in like that, hovering over your shoulder like you hadn't been doing the job for over a decade pissed him off. You were more capable than most of the people in service, add to that he was absolutely positive Danny still had a thing for you...

Yea, Jimmy wasn't proud of his behaviour. Lunch had been cut short because he was surly and you were clearly feeling a little burnt out. It had come to a head, when you'd mentioned Danny and he'd tossed out a jibe about how closely the two of you were working together.

You'd tossed the rest of your meal in the trash and left without so much as a word.

"I'm an asshole." He tells you, studying the profile of your ace. "I had no right to say..."

"Danny kissed me." You erupted suddenly.

Jimmy stared at you for a minute, crossing his arms over his chest. You were putting the groceries away when he'd gotten in, he'd stepped into help. Now your palms are on the work surface as you closed your eyes and drew in a deep breath before tilting your head to meet his gaze.

"He walked me to my car and kissed me."

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