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[callsign-dexter]

Gossip and Glances

Request: Oh wait ! 

How about a little sequel to the previous Antonio imagine where they arrive together in the office and also during the day everyone makes conclusions about the marks on your neck or how Tonio hisses when he leans back on his chair due to the scratches? 🤭🤭 you also don't need to do this, it was just a little funny thinking in my head 😊

Pairings: Antonio Dawson x Reader

Warnings: mentioned smut, fluff

Masterlist

Prolog: From Colleagues to Lovers

Sequel: Gossip and Glances

Third Installment: Flirting with Risk

The next morning you both woke up together and when you two looked at each other both of you couldn’t help but smile. You both had sweet passionate sex and finally confessed your feelings for one another and you couldn’t be happier. Now that you all had officially confessed and officially became a couple. As you were laying there looking at each other and enjoying the moment the sudden realization of having to go to work you both were like a freight train. You sighed and he looked at you. “Is there something wrong?” He asked as he put a piece of untamed hair behind your ear.

“We have to start getting ready for work.” You said and he nodded but then you remembered that you didn’t have any of your clothing here and that made your face fall, Antonio noticed this.

“What’s up with the frown?” He asked

“I don’t have any of my clothing here or necessities here.” You said and he chuckled.

“I’m sure we can make something work. I also have an extra toothbrush.” He said and then as much as you didn’t want to you both rolled out of bed. It was a good thing you didn’t wear any makeup. As Antonio stood up you looked at his back and giggled and that made him turn around with a raised eyebrow. “What’s so funny?” He asked you.

“I really did a number on your back.” You said and he went into the bathroom and you followed him. He looked into the mirror and shook his head.

“These just show that I made you feel good and I will wear them proudly.” He said turning around and kissing you and then you got your reflection in the mirror and saw the deep bruising on your neck and gasped, you pulled away from him.

“How am I supposed to cover these up?” You asked him and he shook his head and came up behind you wrapping his arms around you.

“Don’t. It shows that you’re mine and only mine.” He said and you shook your head.

“Antonio.” You said in a warning tone and he looked at you.

“One of the girls might have something to cover them up so you don’t get in trouble.” He said and you nodded. You both got ready for work and this included a shower which you could hear him hiss as the water touched the marks going down his back and that just made you smirk. When it came down to clothing you grabbed one of his shirts and made it work and then threw on your jeans and tucked the shirt into it creating a cute and decent outfit if you must say.

You both ate a little bit of something and then you both were on your way to work. You had also opted for one of his hoodies that was just big enough that it was comfortable. The drive to work was a comfortable silence and he held your hand over the center console. When you arrived at the precinct, he parked right next to your car that was still sitting there. Having to grab something from it you both were heading inside afterwards. As you both walked hand in hand into the building, Trudy looked at you with a raised eyebrow. Antonio just smirked and you hang your head smiling and a blush creeping up on you. She didn’t say a word but you could tell she was thinking by the smirk on her face.

 You thought you were in the clear when you didn’t see anyone in the bullpen but you luck had run out when everyone started to filter in from different places one by one. Everyone greeted each other and when Adam went to pat Antonio on the back he hissed and tensed up. Adam, thinking something he did wrong, pulled back and raised his hands “You ok man? It wasn’t that hard of a pat.” He said and Antonio shook his head.

“No, it wasn’t your pat.” He said not wanting to out your relationship quite yet. He said and your face heated up and you wouldn’t look anyone in the eye. “Let’s get to work. Yeah?” He asked as you both scurried away to your desks, thankfully his sweatshirt was covering up your hickeys and they hadn't noticed you wearing his clothing.

It wasn’t a very busy day, just a lot of paperwork that had to be filled out and occasionally everyone would hear Atonio hiss out or grunt in pain and it was concerning a lot of your coworkers. Each time your face would become beat red and you would bury your head into you work. It was starting to get a little warm so you took his hoodie off without thinking and then you heard a gasp and you looked up at Kevin. “Did you get in a fight with an octopus?” He asked and that had everyone coming over to look at you, especially the girls.

“No, Kevin. I just had a very fun eventful night.” You said and then Erin spoke up.

“I bet you did with your neck looking like that. Is that Antonio’s shirt?” She asked and you looked down.

“Is it?” You asked and then Jay was coming over to inspect it.

“That is totally his shirt.” Jay said and you were quiet and so was Antonio. He sat back into his chair and let out a painful hiss and everyone looked at him and they were slowly putting the dots together.

“Wait….” Kim said and everyone looked up at her “Did you two finally confess and sleep together?” She asked and you both kept quiet. You looked at him and they caught that.

“OMG! You did!” Erin said loud enough for everyone in the building to hear.

“Shhhhhhh.” You and Antonio said at the same time. “Keep your voice down.” You both said at the same time again.

“Oh, you’re going to tell us more while Erin and I help you cover this up before Hank sees.” Kim said and grabbed your hand and you 3 girls headed into the locker room. You and Antonio looked at each other and it was a silent cry for help but you both knew you both weren’t going to get out of this so you both let it happen. The boys circled Antonio and the telling began just as the girls sat you down on the bench in the locker room and began the operation of covering up the hickeys.

“How was it?” Erin asked and you smirked and blushed.

“It was great and perfect. He was gentle and the sex was great. I really love him.” You said and they squealed. You told them more but all you could think about was about how Antonio was getting grilled and questioned.

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“How was she?” Kevin asked and was met with a hit to the chest and an ‘oof’ was heard from him.

“She was great. I really love her. Those nails of hers can do some damage but it felt great.” He said with a smile thinking of how your night went.

“Man, if she’s leaving scratches down your back that is making you hiss then you’re doing something right.” Adam said and Jay nodded in agreement.

This went on for about 20 minutes until you were walking about out a shade of red and he got up and met you before walking into the bullpen and he grabbed your face and kissed you and you returned it. Oh, yea you love this man with all your heart and he felt the same way. You were both glad you went from colleagues to lovers. In your mind and his you both were the best thing to happen to each other.

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[no-damsel]

Just friends

Warnings: Swearing

Chapter two

Becoming impatient, you bounce your knee while waiting for Voight to arrive. Adam called his boss after you finished breakfast and briefly explained the situation. Voight agreed right away and was currently driving over with Antonio.

“Nice place you’ve got here.”

Adam lets out a sarcastic laugh. “Oh yeah, the dirty dishes and mountain of laundry really add to the decor.”

Feeling restless, you stand up and walk around his living room. Adam suggested you meet at his apartment; that way, if anyone saw you with him, you could easily play it off as a hookup. You smile at the picture pinned to his fridge of him and a brunette woman posing. “She has a beautiful smile; who is she?”

“That’s my girl, Kim.”

“Where did you guys meet?”

Adam nervously scratches at his beard and says, “Work. She's a cop in my district.”

Laughing, you toss the dish towel hanging beside you at him. “I thought you’d know better than to get involved with someone you work with.”

“Yeah, yeah. How’s your dad and Eli doing?”

You gulp down a mouthful of cold water before pulling at the label covering the bottle. “Eli’s fine—great, actually—and my dad's just the same. Having a kid in the house again is good for him.”

Adam gives you a sympathetic look but doesn’t ask any more questions. You make small talk until Adam gets a text. “That’s them here," he says as he walks towards his door, ready to open it, saying, “Just remember not to be nervous. Hank and Antonio can be a little intense and dark at times, but they are good guys, and if you want, I can do most of the talking for you.”

You struggled to hold back a laugh. Adam was being so sweet and protective, and yet he was in for a surprise. Antonio walks in and gives you a polite nod before greeting his colleague. Hank walks in with a serious expression on his face that softens the moment his eyes land on you.

Adam clears his throat. “Boss, this is—”

“Detective Love,” Hank pulls you in for a hug. “It’s good to see you, kid.”

“You too, Hank; it’s been a while.”

“Don’t drink anything the brunette waitress called Beck gives you; it’s spiked. All the rooms have hidden cameras. Be safe.” Antonio holds the note you placed in the uniforms between his fingers, “so there’s no safe space to talk inside? What about the staff changing rooms or bathrooms?”

“All bathrooms have cameras facing the sinks, and there are hearing devices in the changing rooms.”

Hank nods. “Before we go any further with this, we all agree that nothing that’s said leaves this room.”

All three of you nod.

“Now that’s sorted, Viola, tell me how you got into a club owned by Hector Vasquez; last I heard you were a detective in robbery-homicide.”

“I volunteered when I heard Nat Dickson was back in town.”

“I’m guessing since you’ve been undercover for a while, Nat’s still out there.”

Rage boils deep within your veins; “bastards have been keeping a low profile.”

“Who’s Nat Dickson? I don’t think I’ve heard that name before,” Antonio says.

“He’s wanted for human trafficking in New York. Viola, you should have come to me when you heard he was back in Chicago.”

“You were in prison.”

“Fair enough, but I’m here now.” He turns to face Adam and Antonio and says, “Nat Dickson is scum and extremely dangerous. Trust me, if you’re ever in a run-in with him, do your best to shoot and ask questions later.”

“Nat is part owner of the club, but his share is under a fake name, Lewis Archer. Jasper gives him a large amount of cash along with a bag of guns once a month, but the date, time, and location are always different.”

Adam’s eyes widened with interest as he looked through some paperwork: “The club is full of drugs and has been busted twice in the last month, but only one arrest has been made, and that was for public intoxication.”

“Jasper’s got eyes on the inside.”

Anger flashes behind Antonio’s eyes. “You're telling us a dirty cop is ripping him off for police raids?”

“Dirty as they come,” you say, clicking your tongue. “But I’ve no idea who or how many cops are mixed up in this.”

“Is Nat still selling girls?

You chew on your bottom lip as Hank drives you back to the other side of town, where your car is parked. “If he is, he’s doing it in another location.”

“Tell me about this Beck who spikes people’s drinks.”

“Every so often she spikes men with sleeping pills, takes them into a back room with the promise of having sex, and robs them. She takes everything, from wallets to wedding rings. I’ve tried reporting her anonymously twice before, and each time it’s bounced.”

“Sounds like there’s more than one dirty cop involved. I’m going to have Ruzek stay on the bad-dope trail while you continue gathering evidence of Beck drugging and robbing men; I have a feeling they are contacted.”

“And Dawson?”

Hank turns a sharp corner, the tension in his shoulders obvious. “I want you to stay close to Antonio. Don’t get me wrong, Adam’s a good cop, but Antonio has been deep undercover before, so he knows what it’s like. Plus, he’ll watch your back without getting emotional.”

“I understand and thank you.”

“It’s what my team does; we watch out for each other.” He lets out a small chuckle and says, “I also have an ulterior motive.”

“What’s that?”

“Once this case is closed, I want you in intelligence.”

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[notboots7562]

Hope You See Me Instead (Eddie Diaz x female reader)

Content Warnings:Halstead siblings,adult themes,ptsd,violence,cussing,graphic content,guns

Summery:When a work case ends up leading the Halstead’s Baby sister to yet another family,the groups circle expands and love engulfs everyone,all while working their dangerous jobs.

Your day didn’t start at work,you had that day off having told Voight, your boss that your brother needed help.Which wasn’t technically false,he was at work but he did need help fixing his house and his horribly decorated walls,though that shouldn’t of been a excuse.You just knew you really just needed at least today off,it marked a year sense you got back after you were honorably discharged from the Rangers.

You had just got to the store to buy paint,you knew Will was never gonna willingly change his house.He would just tell you he’s busy to try to get you off his back.

Right as you were about to go into the store you saw a man with a younger kid,who had cerebral palsy but the odd part was they didn’t seem like the kinda people who have a grudge on them by anyone so it made no sense to as why someone would be pointing a gun at them.

“Put the gun down,now!” You hollered at the guy taking your gun out and pointing it at the guy with the gun,who started to take off running.

the two seemed okay so you ran after the suspect and but by the time you brought him in,for questioning you realized you hadn’t asked for their name or anything to make sure they were okay.

Everyone was getting ready for their day while you got upstairs,sipping on your coffee which was still boiling hot as you sat down at your desk listening to voight,while Jay threw a piece of paper at Lindsey.

“You like working in this unit,you keep it in your pants” voight stated to Jay before making his way to his office.

“I didn’t know it was out” Jay said sarcastically but also laced with confusion as he looked over at his baby sister who was already on her third cup of coffee.

“Look I know you keep saying your fine,but I know what today is.You look like yourself,but your somebody else only it ain’t in the surface.” Jay asked you worried about your mental health with what today was suppose to be.

“Look I’m fine really,if something with that changes you will be the first one to know” you tell him serious as you get up.

“Jay just give her sometime,it’s not like your any better on your day” Lindsey said sincerely as she patted his shoulder nudging him.”come one we have to head out” Lindsey faintly smiled at you before leaving with Jay.

The case ended up causing a apartment building to catch on fire,leaving you coming out of the apartment coughing while fire trucks pulled up and people going in but you froze seeing the guy from earlier.

“Hey I’m glad to see your alright,sorry I didn’t even think to get your name or number to check back in.How’s your kid?” You ask the guy as he was putting his coat on.

“My names Buck,but he’s actually Eddie’s kid” Buck pointed to Eddie who got out of the truck and headed in right away but Buck almost laughed seeing your cheeks get faintly red seeing Diaz.

“Well I’m at least glad you both are okay” you shake his hand while he asked for your name you only smiled. “That’s not important” you teased you knew how things would change if he had found out your a Halstead and that would just lead to him finding out more things about you,that doesn’t need to be known.

But right as you had thought that Voight yelled your name.

“Halstead!” Voight’s rough voice startled you as you turnt around not even thinking about it and what they just outed,it wasn’t a big deal but you knew your brothers were both really well known,in Chicago.

The second your name was said you heard bucks smirk.”well Halstead,how about you come out tonight for some drinks and maybe meet Christopher’s dad”.

“Yeah sounds lovely but I don’t do things like that,I’m quite focused on work,but thanks” you slightly sassed as you walked over to Voight you asked you that was and you had told him just some guy from the store,which technically wasn’t a lie.

Even for that whole day you could just feel the constant judgement and pressured to talk and get your feelings out but that wasn’t you,an that wasn’t how you were raised.You hadn’t even thought about bucks comment earlier as you made your way to Mollys.

“Hermann strongest thing you got-“ you were cut off mid sentence as two guys approached you and the one was Buck…of course.

“Hey thought you weren’t showing up” Buck teased but you couldn’t help but glare at him.

“Didn’t show up for you or him,I just needed a drink and you just happen to drink at my brothers favorite bar,so as kindly as I can say this let’s not chat” you stated downing the drink Hermann gave you before you had even sat down all the way.

“Look I just wanna say thank you on my behalf as a father,for keeping my son and idiot friend out of harms way” Eddie smiled Apoligetic as soon as he saw dog tags around your neck.”how long did you serve?” He asked curious.

“Look it’s my job,you don’t have people coming around thanking you when you just wanna drink for a job you get paid for,do you?” You glared at them “an it doesn’t matter,it’s none of your business” you sassed as you downed yet another and motioned Hermann a well known signal while the two men looked at each other.

While not even few minutes had passed the door to Mollys swung open and in rushed Two others over to you.

“Look what did I tell you about drinking,at least today of all days” Will told you while Jay drank your drink.

“Take her home” Jay looked at Will while you stood up.

“I’m not a dam child,you two out my brothers not my baby sisters,my life is mine while you two wanna try to control it you did to your dam medicine and your girlfriend and you Jay,stick to your dam wife I can handle myself I have been doing it for the past 25 years of my life” you raised your voice while walking out having not got to far before you held a hand come on your lower back.

You felt like you were gonna get sick,having passed out and no clue at all what happened till morning and found yourself on a couch in a apartment which freaked you out,darting up realizing you gun was gone until you saw Eddie.

“How are you feeling?” Eddie’s voice was sincere and laced with gentle concern which was something you haven’t experienced in a long time.

“Fine really,thank you for letting me uh-sleep on your couch” you hesitate with your words nervous and he picked up on that.

“Hey your family,I served just like you so men or women we both experienced that,an I don’t know what you were seeing last night but I know it was bad enough to lead you to drinking”. Eddie came over sitting beside you.

“I’m fine really,it was just a bad night nothing else” you tell Him while he raises his hands defensively jokingly.

You and Eddie looked at each other both with respect and a new found friendship as his door opened and in came Buck and Christopher who hugged you right away which seemed to surprise Eddie especially as you hugged Christopher back an the two of you had already seemed to love each other though you didn’t know each other barely.

“You are the strongest guy I know,you know that” you tell Christopher without even hesiating you took of your dog tags that you hadn’t ever took off and threatened to hurt anyone who ever tried to take them off you and put them around Christopher.”I have to go to work,but you stay like that alright kid” you smile getting thanking Eddie again before heading out.

You hadn’t expected when you came to the firehouse to be told to act as Eddie fiancés seeing his partners harassing him.

“Hey babe,I got Christopher to school but I wanted to check in and let you know I brought you something,I put it in the fri-“ you were cut off right away by his dad telling you to go and that they were trying to have a conversation.

Before Eddie could even defend you,it surprised them to see you stand up for yourself,an Eddie.

“Your exhausting,everyone in the world has problems not just you,but you don’t hear anyone else whining about it somehow everyone just manages to suck it up which is something you should learn how to do.An don’t even get me started on the way you treat your son,he is a fucking amazing father to Christopher and even after everything you try to control him and get Christopher to yourself’s.” You stated glaring at them while Eddie grabbed your hand keeping you behind him and couldn’t help but smile when you changed it all to joking.

“You wanna go for the title there big boy” you smirked which made him smirk as well that made his parents uncomfortable.

“What if you don’t have protection” Eddie’s mom asked

“Prayer” you jokingly said while Eddie held your hand over his heart

“I would be lucky to ever be able to get the chance to have a kid and raise one with her,she has already became such a amazing and beautiful mom to Christopher”. He smiled looking down at you which made you feel nervous,something about this now didn’t feel as a -play along for the moment kinda thing-.

*all units be advised we have a hostage situation with active bombs on west 2573 timber street all units be advised ambulances are needed,district 21 needed at the scene*

“Looks like I have to go,see you and Chris tonight?” You kiss his cheek before rushing out in a hurry and speeding off to the scene.

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[chicago-pd-is-weird]

TL;DR - Taking requests for CPD oneshots/prompts

Itching for more Voight content…

If anyone has an ask or would like to submit a prompt for me to write, please let me know! I love writing oneshots and have been itching for Hank lately, especially due to the events of 11x7 (-_-)

I also will write Antonio Dawson if requested. Other characters possible, at my discretion.

I don’t write smut, but I will walk the line. See my already written oneshots on my alt accounts, @musntbill and @random-weird-fandoms, linked below.

https://www.tumblr.com/musntbill/745434538137796608/hank-voight-oneshot-tw-some-violence-and-implied

https://www.tumblr.com/random-weird-fandoms/745473828069769216/and-here-is-part-2-of-that-oneshot-again-not

I can write “x reader” like the above, in any POV (first, second, third) as needed. I can do fluffy, angsty, or tense, or something else, just ask!

I am open to any and all ideas and pretty flexible. :) Feel free to comment, DM me, or drop something in my Tumblr inbox if you’d like. <3

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[adri-2022]

Empty Apologise

Fandom: Chicago PD

Characters: Jay Halstead x DawsonSister!Reader/ Gabriela Dawson/ Antonio Dwason/ Silvie Brett/ Matt Casey

Warnings: Slight swearing/ angst/ mention of divorce/ toxic parent/ mention of adoption/ fighting

Word count: 2194

Jay Halstead Materlist

A/N: Hi guys this is an original imagine based on Chicago Fire, Season 5 Episode 7. I hope everyone is safe, and this is of everyones liking.

Don't be afraid to leave your comment!

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Today was a very special day for your parents. The thing is you were adopted when you were 7 years old by the Dawson’s, your siblings Antonio and Gabriela didn’t really see a difference in not being blood related to you -you were their little sister plain and simple-. What makes today so special? Well today was Ramon and Camila’s 40th anniversary.

Your mom -Camila- has always been your rock since the very beginning, while your dad always saw you differently. Always treated you like a stranger, never gave a crap about you, always made sure you knew you weren’t family -not totally at least-. He took every opportunity to make sure everyone knew it wasn’t his decision to make you part of his family. So, while today was a special day for them it would mean that you would have to listen to the comments.

Even more so now that you had gotten married and didn’t tell anyone but Camila and your siblings. You had met Jay through Antonio -one night at Molly’s- over 2 years ago. Got engaged at your one-year anniversary and 3 months ago you both eloped and got married.  

You were finishing your make up in your bedroom on the apartment you shared, you were wearing a thin strap royal blue dress. You were so engrossed on making sure you looked okay that you failed to hear the front door and the steps towards your bedroom. Just then you heard a whistle making you jump and turn around to be met with your husband leaning against the door while he admired you -heart eyes and all-.

“Damn…how did I get so lucky?” he whispered stepping towards you with slow steps. He looked so much handsome when he wore suits, you always thought they made his eyes pop. You giggled in response looking up at him when he took the last step.

“You look…wow…so…godamn beautiful!” he exclaimed the last part picking you up slightly, hand around your waist while you wrapped your arms around his neck biting your lip.

“Stop it, Jay” you said between laughter as he twirl you around, “What. I can’t compliment my gorgeous wife, huh, Mrs. Halstead” he said putting you down, arms still around your waist. He leaned in so he could kiss the hell out of you. Pulling away,

“Tonight- is going to be…” “Weird?” he completed making you nod putting your head down. You knew it would turn into a big deal; Ramon always behind it. You loved Camila to death, she was your mom, period. But there wasn’t much she could do when Ramon gets involved, like a good wife she would obey and stay silent.

Most of the time your siblings were the ones to stand up for you. You were too respectful to say something, you knew would come out very, very bad. Just when your thoughts were running wild, you felt Jay’s hand on the back of your neck raising your head, looking at you like you were the sun.

“Hey- everything will be fine. We’re going to be fine” hand still on your face, you nodded line tight smile on your lips.

Arriving at the anniversary venue, Jay claimed out of his truck going around to help you out. Taking a good look up and down your figure, while he smirked shaking his head. He was head over heels for you, and he loved to make sure you knew. Hand in hand you entered, immediately noticing your siblings with their respective partners. You felt nervous, which made you get closer to Jay hugging on to his bicep which made him turn slightly to kiss your head.

“Hey, hey, hey. There she is!” Gabby said smirking at you, making the others laugh.

“Hey sis. Se ven muy lindas, eh!” ‘You both look pretty’. You said while you hugged her tightly, she returning it -knowing how you felt-, saying hello to Matt and Silvie. The latter looking at you expectant,  

“She said we both look very pretty” Gabby interjected translating to Silvie, who smiled and thanked you,

“Hola cariño. Te vez preciosa” ‘Hi darling, you look beautiful’. Antonio was next, making you blush and smile before you hugged him, kissing the side of your head.

“I’m still learning people! But I can understand what she says when she’s pissed. It turns clear as day” Jay joked making the others laugh, with you bumped him slightly. Him smirking and throwing you a wink.

“Looking good Halstead” Matt said, “Well thank you. Have to make a good impression” which made Antonio roll his eyes.

“You don’t need to. You already got our blessing, you don’t need anything else” Antonio continued, pointing at him and Gabby. This made the girls -awe- mockingly, while the men -well they played tough men-. After a moment of silence,

“Hey, Y/N so I was asking Gabby if mom called her. She called me but when I called her back, she didn’t answer. Did mom call you?” you furrowed your eyebrows before shaking your head. He sighed, so you continued,

“Maybe she’s nervous. You know big night, lots of people. Prodigal daughter making an appearance, since the 30th anniversary” you said jokingly to what both your siblings snickered.  Just then you heard the voice of you adoptive father, announcing it was staring.

“I’m right here…I love you” “I love you too. Thank you.” you sighed, him pulling you by the waist while you walked to your sits -drinks in hand-. Man, how you wanted to drown this drink in one sip and get it over with.

“All right, settle in everyone…” Ramon continued, while you looked over to your mom who was sending a kiss to Gabby. Before she looked over at you smiling even bigger -she was happy to see you, it had been a couple of weeks since she has seen you, for everyone else, more than enough-. Then she raised her eyebrows teasingly at Jay, you chuckled before mouthing ‘I love you mama’.

What you failed to noticed was the look Ramon send your way, something Jay saw making him put a hand on your thigh, throwing a glare to Ramon. You looked over at him before leaning to give him a kiss. You don’t know how much time had passed when you heard your mom’s voice calling Ramon in a warning way, which made you look. Instantly taking notice of your siblings confused faces and Camila’s fake smile. You furrowed your eyebrows confused as everyone around you.

“Camila and I…are getting divorced” gasps could be heard along the crowd, your head snapped to Antonio who looked like he was ready to kill his father.  

“…it was a mutual decision” “It was not!” Camila encountered back, “More or less” Ramon continued.

“What’s going on?” you asked looking at Jay, who turned to look at you wide eyes, shaking his head letting you know he had no idea.

“What the hell is going on?” Antonio asked, rage in his eyes, “Just take it easy Antonio” “Easy…You’re embarrassing yourself…” “You’re embarrassing mom!” you exclaimed adding to Antonio’s words.

“She’s not your mother so spare me the lecture, kid” Ramon said sending an angry look your way,

“Hey!” Jay exclaimed standing up, your hand in his, Antonio following,

“Party is over. Everyone get out, so I can talk some sense into my father, who seems to had lost his mind” your brother screamed walking towards Ramon,

“Look at ma. Apologize to her. Apologize to Y/N!” Antonio continued, getting closer and closer to his father, which made both Jay and Matt hurry towards him. You were frozen, you felt like you were dreaming, and someone would come up to you to wake you up. But it wasn’t. You didn’t have a connection with Ramon but as a good sister you didn’t want Antonio nor Gabby to go through this.

“I apologize for nothing!” Ramon exclaimed -Camila had left, no one could really blame her-. This night couldn’t get any worse -oh but it could-.

Everyone was pretty much gone by now, it was just Ramon, Antonio, Silvie, Gabby, Matt, Jay and you, Antonio was going to knock some sense into him one way or another. You saw as Antonio reach forward to fight his father while some of your uncles held Ramon; Jay and Matt held Antonio.

“Get out, this is a family matter!” he pointed at where you were standing,

“I AM FAMILY” you screamed at him, pointing back at him, “NO, YOU’RE NOT” he screamed back.

“Just because you choose to ignore it, doesn’t mean others need to. You are the only blind person in here! Blood doesn’t make you family, Ramon. Because I would be damned if I was related to someone like YOU! I don’t need your empty apologies. Time will run out and you will be left with nothing but misery and loneliness. JUST BECAUSE I’M NOT YOUR BLOOD IT DOESN’T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO TREAT ME LIKE SHIT” you screamed back. Everyone looking between you two -frozen-, tears in your eyes that you refuse to let out. Surprising everyone by snapping. It wasn’t like you to get into a screaming match, but you were so damn tired.

“You’re nobody to me, never have been, never will be!” pointing to you. You put your head down so no one could see you crying, Gabby reaching for your hand, you immediately pulled away, rushing out of the room Gabby and Silvie following behind.

“You don’t need to repeat it, you know! You’ve said it enough times already!” Jay snaped back, making Ramon’s gaze fall on him.

“Who do you think you are kid” “I’M HER HUSBAND. THAT’S WHO I AM!” your husband screamed; face stone cold. Ramon’s face falling slightly -not even noticeable-. Pretty much everyone was screaming at this point -furious was an understatement-.

“You have no idea who she is. You know… you deserve everything you just got. Don’t. Ever! Talk to my wife again, you hear me!” Jay continued pointing at Ramon -anger all over his face-. Antonio putting a hand on Jay’s shoulder -letting him know he was right-.

“Jay. Got get my sister. We’re leaving!” Antonio said, giving his father one last look, before shaking his head laughing humorlessly, the last of your group pilling out looking for their girls.

Jay had found you outside by the side door of the venue, crying silently -and freezing like crazy-. You felt something being draped on your shoulders making you jump,

“Hey- it’s just me” this made you turn around hands going around his torso while you cried in his chest. Jay could do nothing but hold you tightly while whispering sweet things in your ear and giving you little kisses, -what a fucked-up way to treat such an amazing and sweet woman- he thought.

Your sniffs and sobs making him more angry, closing his eyes and running his hand through your hair,

“I spend my whole life trying to please him. Trying to make him love me, and he can’t even see it…” “I got you let it out…” he whispered in your ear again.

“I- I remember how different he treated me compared to my siblings. He used to go to Gabby��s ballet lessons, and he would go watch Antonio box…and I was just there, but I wasn’t…He’s the reason I question myself if I deserve love…you have no idea how much that fucked me up!” you sobbed, getting out of Jay’s hold.

“I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHO I AM!” screaming then shaking your head, and looking at Jay, who could only look at you pained expression on his face. He hated seeing you like this, he promised himself that he would never let you feel this way, now here you both were.

“I hate myself so much…and it’s all his fault…” you whispered covering your face with your hands. While his cradled you back into his arms rocking you side to side.

“I love you beautiful. I know you…” he whispered, which made you shake your head against his chest.

“Yeah, I do. You are the hottest woman I have ever met…” he joked making you huffed a tiny laugh,

“I know who you are…you are Y/N Halstead, my wife, and the love of my life. Don’t let him get you. I. Love. You. You really think I would marry you if you didn’t deserve love. Baby you deserve the fucking moon, I would turn into an astronaut if I could…” he exaggerated, talking with his hands -you knew it was his way of keeping your mind of things-

“A little late for that…” you whispered, “Fuck yeah!” he exclaimed making you snicker, your face still on his chest.

“You made this badass former ranger fall at your knees. All because of that karaoke night at Molly’s…” he joked, both of you laughing at the memory.

He looked down at you, smiling with so much love, reassuring you of your right to love and BE loved.

“Hey-What he says is…” “Bullshit…” you completed making him chuckle brushing your tears away, leaning down to kiss you deeply. Just bullshit…

#jay halstead x y/n #jay halstead x reader #chicago pd imagines #jay halstead #jay halstead fluff #jay halstead x you #one chicago fic #fan fiction #jay halstead angst #jay halstead x daughter

[regalbanshee]

Yeeee boy.

Can I request for Hank Voight with a male reader? Where Voight has kept their relationship hidden for safety reasons but the team finds out about it anyway?

SECRETS- Hank Voight x male!reader

Fandom: Chicago PD

Pairing: Hank Voight x male!reader

Summary - Hank Voight has kept his relationship with Y/N a secret to protect him from the dangers that seem to follow Hank wherever he goes. He soon finds out he isn't such a good secret keeper when it comes to his team.

Word Count: ~1100

Y/L/N: your last name, Y/F/S: your favourite show. Oh also Alvin Olinsky is still alive in this, I just love him too much.

The sun rose through the curtains and lit up the room. Y/N turned over in bed, but where he expected a warm body to cuddle up to, he only found the warm sheets, a sign Hank wasn’t long gone. The next thing Y/N noticed was the pleasant aroma of hot coffee filling the air. Y/N got out of bed, following the delicious coffee smells into the kitchen, where Hank stood at the counter pouring two cups of coffee. Y/N wrapped his arms around Hank’s waist and leant close, peeking over his shoulder, watching as the black liquid settled into the mugs, the steam rising from them.

“Hi sleepyhead. I hope I didn’t wake you.” Y/N shook his head no. Hank turned around, handing one mug out to his lover. “Well, Chicago never stops.” Y/N pouted slightly, puppy dog eyes pleading for Hank to stay home today. “I know, babe, but Antonio called me, they’ve found a lead.” Y/N smiled slightly.

“I know, just come back to me in one piece.” Hank wished he could tell his team about Y/N. The reason he got up every day. The reason for his smile. The reason for the slight pep in his step that he tried to hide when he was at work - it was such an unusual sight for him, it would be bound to draw questions. He wanted to tell his team about Y/N - no, maybe that was selfish. Okay, it was selfish. No maybe about it. He wanted to tell his team about Y/N so he could show his absolutely perfectly imperfect, adorable, tender-hearted lover off. After Camille and Justin, he never thought he would find love again, and now that he had, he wanted so bad to scream it from the rooftops. But the rational side of him reminded him how dangerous that could be. The more people who knew of his relationship with Y/N, the more danger he put Y/N in. Criminals would use his relationship as a leverage, homing in on the one remaining weakness in Hank’s heart. His superiors would use it to ensure he did what they wanted - it was almost guaranteed given how messed up the policing system was in Chicago.

With a hug and a kiss, and a promise of being safe and coming home ‘in one piece’, Hank was out the door.

The day passed slowly for Y/N – the big boss-man having sent all the employees home for the week (who knows why, the man was eccentric; anyway, it’s not like Y/N was going to complain about having a week doing nothing, all the while still being paid – it just seemed like a win-win). Lunchtime rolled round, and Y/N decided to head up to the 21st district to find Hank – see if he wanted to have an impromptu lunch date at the diner on the corner – the new one with those to-die-for bacon cheeseburgers.

But when Y/N walked in and went to the desk, where he recognised Sergeant Trudy Platt – many a time had Hank talked about his team, Y/N was confident he could name all of them without ever having seen them. “I’m here to see Sergeant Hank Voight. Could you point me in the direction?” “Who’s asking?” Y/N was taken back a bit by the harshness, attempting to brush it off as a bad day on the sergeants part. “Y/N Y/L/N.” “He expecting you?” “Oh, ummm.. no.” The sergeant picked up a phone set behind the desk. “Dawson, there’s a Y/N Y/L/N down here saying he wants to see Voight. Sort it out.” Y/N was shocked. Maybe confused was a better word. He thought Hank would have said something by now about their relationship to his colleagues. Sure, he hadn’t actually met the team – he wasn’t expecting them to recognise him – but at least they would know the name. ‘Oh yes, Hank told me about you.’ ‘He never shuts up about you.’ Okay maybe not ‘Hank’, it seems he goes by ‘Voight’ at work.

By the time Y/N was upstairs, waiting in Hank’s office with the promise he would be back shortly from an errand, he was even more confused.

Hank walked across the bullpen into his office, urgency in his stride, shutting the door behind him with a short bang, turning to Y/N. “Are you okay? What happened? Did you get hurt? Oh god, why did I let this happen….” So this is what panicked Hank looked like – something of a new vista for Y/N.

“What? No, I’m not hurt, nothing happened. I was just bored at home, so I thought I would come see if you wanted to get lunch together. We’ve yet to try the apple pie at that new diner on the corner.”

“Oh thank god.” Hank knelt down to the floor in front of Y/N, who sat comfortably on the couch, growing more and more befuddled. “Text me next time. Or call; I’ll try to answer. I was so worried.” And now he cradled Y/N’s face in his large, calloused hands, stroking a thumb against the smooth skin of his lover’s face. “Don’t do that to me ever again.” He lent in and placed a kiss on Y/N’s forehead, before looking longingly into his eyes.

Of course, it was in this moment of love being shared between two men who arguably deserved it the most, Ruzek came into the small office (no knock, it’s Ruzek, what do you expect!). “Boss, we’ve got another lead.” Just as quickly as he appeared, he disappeared again.

“Oh shit.”

“You good?!” Y/N giggled at Hank’s exclamative.

“Now they know. Ruzek never keeps things to himself for long.” Y/N raised an eyebrow, tilting his head to one side in a visible confusion. “I hadn’t told them. I wanted to keep you safe. Chicago isn’t a good place – yes there’s criminals, but the system is probably the most messed up thing about this damned city. I thought the less people who know about us, the less danger I put you in.”

“Oh, you stupid man!” Only a small insult said with immense love and adoration. “I knew what I was getting myself into when I said yes to that date. I love you and I don’t care if that means there may be a bit of danger.” Hank smiled. “Come on, get out there. They’ve got a lead and they need their boss to help save the day. We can just put a rain check on lunch.” Y/N ushered Hank out into the bullpen, before leaving back down the stairs to leave the 21st district and go back home; a cosy afternoon on the couch with Y/F/S waiting.

“So, the bloods came back on our John Doe – “ Halstead attempted to brief the team and Voight on their findings so far when Voight interrupted.

“How much do you know?”

Ruzek spoke. “That you like Y/N, that you guys are finally dating or that he moved in with you?”

“You really think you could keep that from me?” Al chimed in.

Hank sighed and waved for Halstead to continue his brief.

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[sheetsonfire]

I'm With You

Fandom: Chicago PD

Pairing: Antonio Dawson x Reader

Genre: Drama, angst, hurt/comfort

Warnings: cancer scare, anxiety, illness

Word Count: 2104

Requested By Anon: Hello lovely!! I'm not sure if your requests are open so if they're not i'm so sorry, just ignore this.

I also don't know if you're up to do heavier topics like this but could you maybe write something where reader (female) notice a little lump on the side of her boob and obviously gets scared thinking the worst so she has a break down and Antonio Dawson finds her crying and when she tells him he does gets scare too but tries to be strong for her. They go to the doctor together and it turns out to be nothing. So a fluffy sweet ending

This happened to me not long ago, and everything is fine now but i wish i had someone to tell me everything was going to be okay when it happened so... That's why it's a bit too specific my request😅 thank you ❤️

A/N: Please please be aware that this deals with a very sensitive topic, I did my best to do it justice. Please read with caution.

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You were supposed to be using your day off to rest and reset your body and mind, yet all it had culminated in was you sitting on the couch staring into space. A thousand thoughts and scenarios flittered in your mind, how would Antonio react? What if you couldn’t afford treatment, what if treatment wasn’t even an option? You didn’t want to be a burden on anyone, and you had so much left you wanted to do, your life with Antonio had only just begun. The anxiety was almost suffocating, constricting in your chest as you thought about ‘it’ sitting inside you, just to the side of your breast, somewhat tender and most definitely a lump.

They always tell you to never self-diagnose, to not use the internet to determine your ailment, to not read the threads upon threads of missed or delayed diagnoses, to not think the worst but to seek medical help immediately. Yet, you still got caught in the trap, you had felt the lump during your shower this morning, and now you can only think of that one word. Cancer. That evil, dreaded, word and all the hurt that it can bring with it. You were terrified to be examined, to see the morose look on the doctor’s face when they have to tell you that is in fact that C-word, that grim reaper that lingers too often and too long in people’s lives.

Somewhere a quiet voice tries to offer the reassurance that the lump can, more often than not, be benign. Yet, the louder gremlin on your shoulder throws out words of sickness and suffering, and you feel the tears hot and heavy as they well up in your eyes. Too present and too much to hide as you hear the key in the front door and Antonio stepping into the apartment.

“Princesa, it’s me,” Antonio calls, not having noticed you curled up on the couch around the corner from the door. You can’t even pretend to be caught up in something as the sobs escape you, instantly alerting Antonio to your very distressed state, he steps faster into the living area, dropping his bag beside the couch as he comes to kneel in front of you. 

His hands are warm and tender on your thighs, resting there as he tries to look at your bowed-down face. “Hey, what’s going on, what’s wrong?”

“I-...I-...” The emotions are too strong, only your staccato’d cry fills the air as you sink into Antonio’s embrace on the floor next to the couch.

“Shh, cariña, it’s alright. Whatever it is, I’m here.” His arms wrap around you, half pulling you into his lap as he holds you, whispering comforting words as he coaxes you to tell him what’s wrong. Soft lips find your damp cheeks as he strokes through your hair, the scent of him is grounding. You feel your breathing slow along with your racing heart, still skittering but not on the verge of imploding as it had felt a moment ago.

As you start to calm down, you pull back to look at Antonio’s worried face, you smile weakly and sniff away the last of your tears. 

“Y/N?” He asks again softly, tilting your chin so you stay looking at him.

You take a deep breath, shuddering as you fight to keep your emotions in check this time.

“Um, I-, I found a lump on the side of my boob this morning.”

Your voice is quiet, not sure what else to say, a slight embarrassment ripples through as though somehow it shouldn’t be anything to worry about. Yet, Antonio’s face of concern oddly reassures you that you hadn’t overreacted.

Your boyfriend swallows, trying to not let his eyes betray the rising tendrils of panic inside him. He knew that it could be something but it could also be nothing, and given your deep concern already he didn’t need to feed into it. Instead, he corralled his mind into an almost professional mindset in order to help you properly.  “Oh, mi amor…” He murmurs, cupping your cheek tenderly, thumb soothing over the damp, heated, skin from your tears. “Hey, it’s scary, I hear that… But if you’re ready, we can make an appointment and get it checked out, then we know one way or the other what we’re looking at.”

You feel yourself tremble, lip wobbling again. You could see just how ready Antonio was to take care of this, yet it was just so terrifying now that you had psyched yourself out. 

“I’m not gonna leave your side, mi vida. You gotta know that whether good or bad, we go into this together and we come out the other side, alright?”

You search for composure, taking another deep breath as Antonio rubs your back. 

“Okay, yeah, okay… Thank you, Toni, seriously.” 

“It’s nothing to thank me for, you’re my girl,” He smiles, pressing a kiss to your forehead, you close your eyes and focus on his touch, wrapping your arms around him as you rest your head on his shoulder. He lets you take the time you need.

You don’t know how long you sit like that, drifting in a haze of surreal anticipation, you relish the presence of the man you adore, knowing that if nothing else he’s here with you. 

“I love you.” You mumble into his shoulder, squeezing him a little. 

He laughs softly, humming, “I love you too.” 

You sigh, slowly extricating yourself from Antonio’s embrace as you shimmy off his lap, ready to stand up and stretch out the tension. “Okay, let’s rip this bandaid off. Time to call my doctor’s office…” 

He nods, taking your hand as you help him up off the floor. You sink down into the couch, reaching for your cellphone as you search the contacts, feeling Antonio sit beside you and wrap an arm around your shoulder, fingers lightly stroking over your arm.

-

The call to the doctor’s office was both productive and an anticipatory nightmare, the receptionist was kind and reassuring as they booked your appointment into the system. Yet, the problem was it wasn’t until the morning, and you weren’t sure how you would handle the long night’s wait.

Toni tried to keep things relaxed for you, finding one of your favourite movies and getting you takeout from the Greek place you loved, yet he could feel your perfectly valid distracted posture. You just couldn’t keep still and you kept disappearing to the bathroom, after the third visit Antonio realised you were repeatedly checking the lump to examine it, prod it and look for any rapid change. To which there was none, only the slight tenderness remained. 

In bed, you pillowed yourself on Toni’s chest, an arm slung over him as you tried to focus on the thuds of his heartbeat, his fingers danced up and down your back in soothing tracks, occasionally you would feel lips press against the top of your head with reassuring kisses until eventually, Toni heard your breaths get deeper and slower, you had managed to find sleep. 

Now, he lay there himself, holding you close as he thought about the appointment that came ever closer. He felt his own adrenaline simmer in his stomach, he very well knew that it could be nothing at all except a harmless spot of fatty tissue, and yet… He couldn’t keep the dread from rearing its ugly head from time to time.

He didn’t want to feed into your worry, but he found himself saying a few prayers as he chased his own sleep, wanting desperately for you to be okay and for the news tomorrow to be the most positive it could be.

-

The next morning had nervous energy surrounding you like thick smog, and as much as Antonio tried to put forward a confident and reassuring air, you could tell he was worried too. The way he would keep in gentle contact with you, the reassuring glances and checking to see how you were doing - it all felt too real suddenly, the chance that your life could change by the morning was over was surreal. Yet, you were still so very grateful for him by your side, you didn’t want anybody else. 

Waiting in the doctor’s office was the worst part, surrounded by sick and worried faces, the drab colours only compounding the sense of a dreary, bleak, outlook for your future. It was hard to shake the negativity once you were in the purgatory of wait.

A call of your name snaps you out of your reverie, springing to your feet as Antonio follows, a reassuring palm on your lower back as you usher into the office, following your doctor’s footsteps. 

“So, Miss Y/L/N… I understand you’ve got some concerns about a lump on your breast, is that correct?” 

You freeze for a moment, the words stuck in your throat as you are all too aware that once you go looking for the answer, there’s no return. 

“Uh, yes. I found it yesterday morning in the shower. It doesn’t hurt really, just tender.”

The doctor nods, smiling reassuringly as you appear to look a little queasy. 

“Okay, so what we’re going to do is, if you’re comfortable and ready, I am going to give you some privacy behind that curtain over there, you’re going to take your shirt and bra off for me, and I will examine your breasts for any other abnormalities, causes for concern, anything that’s amiss… and then we’ll go from there, is that okay? Would you like a chaperone for the procedure?” 

Antonio stays quiet beside you, but you feel his hand on your knee, squeezing reassuringly. You turn to him, silently asking the question. He nods, thumb rubbing over your leg. 

“Is it alright if my partner comes with me?” You ask, voice quiet, feeling a little self-conscious. 

The doctor’s face is kind, nodding in affirmative, she stands to gesture both you and Antonio towards the curtain. “Of course, not a problem. I’ll give you a few minutes to get comfortable, and then I’ll be over to begin.” 

“Okay”, you reply softly, eventually finding it within you to approach the examination area. Antonio pulls the curtain round for you as you hand him your clothing to hold, your heart hammering in your chest.

“It’s gonna be alright, mi amor. I’m right here.” Antonio is tender, giving you a quick kiss as you call out to the doctor that you’re ready.

-

And it was alright, a few days after the physical exam, the scans, the blood tests… the results given to you over the phone from your doctor were overwhelmingly reassuring. There was nothing to be found that was cause for concern or immediate action. The lump on your breast was considered a fibroadenoma, a benign cyst that should clear up over time. If it didn’t reduce in size or got bigger, they could simply remove it. It posed no considerable threat to your life or wellbeing, the most welcome and surreal words you could have ever heard.

Antonio had been sitting next to you at the time, having been given a few days furlough to make sure everything was in order before you went back to work too. As your face lit up in relief, so did his, squeezing you tight and smothering you in kisses as you tried not to giggle too much whilst on the phone, his fingers tickling your sides.

You thanked your doctor and disconnected the call, letting out an enthusiastic whoop of relief as you melted into Toni’s loving embrace, sharing long teasing kisses with him as he pulled you on top of his lap. 

“Better?” He asks, eyes bright with his own relief, feeling how precious you were more than ever.

You hum happily, giggling again, “Much better.” You press kisses to Toni’s face, his jaw, massaging your fingers at the nape of his neck, fingers combing through his thick head of hair, inhaling his aftershave.

The anxious smog had lifted, and you could breathe easier again. It’s always so hard when one small thing can put your whole worldview into flux, it felt like being back on solid ground now that you knew there was nothing festering within.

For hours after, as you lay content with your head in Toni’s lap, you listened to the movie playing in the background, your boyfriend smiling at your cat-like behaviour, relishing the way you relaxed into him. You feel yourself letting your eyes close, sinking into a light slumber on the couch, with not a trace of worry to follow. 

-

Fin.

#antonio dawson x reader #one chicago #chicago pd

[vroomvroommuppett]

here is everyone i write for. if you have any questions, send an ask, or if you are wondering if i will write for someone, send an ask.

all will be fem!reader, unless otherwise noted

aus

sister!reader

fandoms

911

911 lone star

actors

criminal minds

formula one

marvel

one chicago

stranger things

actors

aaron tveit

andrew garfield

barry keoghan

charlie heaton

dacre montgomery

jesse lee soffer

jesse spencer

joe keery

matthew gray gubler

oliver stark

ronen rubinstein

taylor kinney

thomas gibson

formula one

lance stroll

max verstappen

lando norris

charles leclerc

carlos sainz

pierre gasly

oscar piastri

george russell

logan sargent

alex albon

liam lawson

marvel

druig (eternals)

spider-man (tasm)

stranger things

jonathan byers

steve harrington

criminal minds

aaron hotchner

derek morgan

luke alvez

matt simmons

spencer reid

911

eddie diaz

evan “buck” buckley

ravi panikkar

one chicago

matthew casey

kelly severide

jay halstead

will halstead

greg “mouse” gerwitz

antonio dawson

connor rhodes

other

walter “keys” mckey (free guy)

ships

bucker (evan buckley x spencer reid)

buddie (buck x eddie)

hotchreid (aaron hotchner x spencer reid)

jarlie (joe keery x charlie heaton)

moried (derek morgan x spencer reid)

ralvez (luke alvez x spencer reid)

sevacy (kelly severide x matt casey)

stonathan (steve harrington x jonathan byers)

tarlos (tk strand x carlos reyes)

mousestead (mouse x jay)

formula one throuples

galex x reader

landoscar x reader

charlos x reader

carlando x reader

lestappen x reader

charlando x reader

norstappen x reader

loscar x reader

actor throuples

andrew x barry x yn

andrew x dacre x yn

andrew x jesse (eisenberg) x yn

andrew x joe x yn

andrew x mgg x yn

andrew x oliver x yn

joe x barry x yn

joe x dacre x yn

joe x mgg x yn

oliver x barry x yn

oliver x joe x yn

oliver x mgg x yn

oliver x ronen x yn

thomas gibson x mgg x yn

character throuples

buddie x reader

hotchreid x reader

jay halstead x kelly severide x reader

jay halstead x antonio dawson x reader

jay halstead x matt casey x reader

jay halstead x buck x reader

jay halstead x mouse x reader

kelly severide x matt casey x reader

kelly severide x buck x reader

matt casey x antonio dawson x reader

will halstead x connor rhodes x reader

steddie x reader

steddie x henderson!reader

stonathan x reader

#who i write for

[procrastinatorimagines]

Old Flame

Fandom: Chicago PD

Series: One Shot

Pairing/s: Jay Halstead x Dawson!Reader

Warning/s: none

Word Count: 998

Request: Jays best friend comes back from the rangers and brought in by Antonio which made a realization to him that Tagalong that he fell in love with and her goofy personality full of sass was Antonio’s baby sister,but voight brought her it because of bombs sense she was a EOD in the rangers and they all realize how serious this next bomb is when Antonio’s little sister makes a mark out of how bad the damage will be

Masterlist

Wandering up the steps to Intelligence, you were greeted by your older brother, Antonio at the gate.

He winked at you as you approached, making note of your nerves as he led you the rest of the way up. "You'll do great," he encouraged, patting you on the back.

You managed a small smile and nodded. Antonio had recommended you to Voight for this case due to your experience with bombs as an EOD in the rangers. There was a new bomb threat in Chicago, and you'd been your brother's first choice to help. For all you know about the tension that often resided between your brother and his Sergeant, he trusted Antonio's instincts when it came to people.

So why were you nervous? You'd been in more nerve wracking situations.

The truth was, you'd been bouncing around jobs since you'd returned from overseas, and this was your chance to do something meaningful; you didn't want to mess it up.

"So this is the other sister," someone said as you made it up the stairs, a brunette woman with a kind smile.

"This is her," Antonio told her, "Kim Burgess, meet Y/N, Y/N, meet officer Burgess."

"Nice to meet you," you told her as more of the unit approached.

"This is Atwater," Antonio added as you shook hands with the man who came up beside Burgess.

"Dawson says you're good," Atwater grinned.

"Trust me, she's the best of the best," Antonio told them, wrapping an embarrassing arm around you.

"He has to say that because he's my brother," you tried to shake his arm but he held firm, face beaming with pride.

You heard more people coming in up the stairs, laughing, and Antonio turned you both around, to embarrass you further no doubt.

"Hey, guys, this is Y/N, Y/N this is Officer Ruzek and-" you cut Antonio off mid sentence, eyes going wide as you took in the man standing beside the officer Antonio had just mentioned.

"-Halstead?" Your mouth was open in shock.

"Y/L/N?" Jay stopped in his tracks, uttering your last name at the same time as you did his, both staring at each other, to surprised to know what to say next.

It had been years since you'd seen each other, and honestly you'd never expected to see him again. You were tight when you'd served together in the Rangers, both being from Chicago with lots in common, the best of friends really... though occasionally on a sleepless night you'd been known to be a little more than that.

"You know my baby sister?" Antonio asked, snapping his fingers in front of your line of sight to break the connection, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"Sister?" Jay looked to Antonio, brow creased in confusion, as he then looked back at you, trying to process the information.

"Technically, half-sister," you filled in for him, not being a Dawson by name.

"Well I didn't piece that together," Jay said, "Antonio's talked about you a lot but he never mentioned a last name and I never thought..." he chuckled and the tension at seeing each again broke, causing you to break out in a big grin as he embraced you in a hug, having to stand on your toes slightly as he squeezed you tightly.

"It's good to see you either way Y/N," he muttered into your hair.

"You too Jay," you replied, taking a deep breath of a very familiar, almost nostalgic scent.

Your hug seemed to last a moment too long for Antonio's liking as he loudly and deliberately cleared his throat. "I'd still like to know how you know my baby sister," he said, emphasising the last two words as Jay took a respectable step back and you suppressed a smile.

"We served together, two tours," you filled him in with the least amount of detail needed, watching as his gaze narrowed, eyes flicking between the two of you with clear, and warranted, suspicion.

"How'd you wind up here?" You turned your attention back to Jay.

"Antonio actually brought me into the unit," he told you and you laughed.

"Did he now?" Of all the coincidences in the world, this was a big one.

"I might be regretting that right about now," Antonio added pointedly, voice lower than usual.

"Are you here for the case we got yesterday?" Jay guessed, "you always did have a keen sense when it came to bombs and explosives, it was impressive."

"Not as impressive as your aim with a sniper," you countered, corner of your lips becoming a smirk, falling back into the familiar and comfortable energy you'd had with each other years ago like you'd never been a part.

Antonio was definitely not happy with the energy between the two of you, however, as your gazes lingered on each other again.

"Okay, okay," he sighed, putting his hands out, "as much as I'm sure this is a nice reunion, we have a time sensitive case to work."

"You're right," you agreed, waiting for him to let out a breath of relief before a sly smile began to form in place of a smirk, addressing Jay as you said, "grab a drink and catch up after work?"

You didn't even have to look at Antonio to know the veins were bursting in his forehead.

"Absolutely," Jay replied, and repeated, "it really is good to see you Y/N," with a lingering touch of your arm as he walked away to the front of the room where the rest of the unit were gathering.

You didn't spare Antonio another look as Voight came out of his office and everyone gathered around for an update and a debrief. Antonio was the last to join, probably composing himself before he could.

Either you were dead or Jay was, but looking at him out of the corner of your eye as you took your place in the room, somehow looking even better than you remembered, you were willing to take that risk.

Jay Halstead tag list

@nevaehstreater18

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[beccanimes]

request?

hi guys i’m opening request for these following fandoms and the people:

The Walking Dead 

Daryl Dixon 1

Rick Grimes  1

Negan Smith 

Glenn Rhee

Supernatural 

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel 

Jack Kline 

Lucifer 

Gabriel 

Criminal Minds 

Spencer Reid

Derick Morgan 

JJ

Arron Hotchner

Emily Prentiss 

Penelope Garcia 

Luke Alvez

Alex Blake 

The Vampire Dairies 

Damon Salvatore 

Stefan Salvatore   

Kai Parker 

The Originals 

Klaus Mikaelson (Both TVD or TO)

Elijah Mikaelson (TVD or TO)

Marcel Gerard 

Rebekah Mikaelson (TVD or TO)

Divina Claire 

Kol Mikaleson (TVD or TO) 

Marvel 

Steve Rogers

Thor 

Natasha 

Clint Barton 

Peter Parker (Tom Holland 

Perter Parker (Tobey Mcguire) 

Peter parker (Andrew Garfeild)

Loki 

Tony Stark 

Buck Barnes   

Wanda Maximoff 

Stephen Strange 

Vison 

Harry potter/ Fantasic Beast

Harry Potter 

Ron Weasley 

Hermione Granger 

Draco Malfoy 

Siruis Black (harry potter and maruduer era)

Seamus Finnigan 

Cedric Diggory  1

Fred Weasley 

George Weasley

Remus Lupin 

Newt Scamander 

Tina Goldstein 

Theseus Scamander 

Stranger Things 

Steve Harrington 

Johnathan Byers

Nancy Wheeler 

Robin Buckley 

Billy Hargrove 

Eddie Munson 

Alexei 

OUAT

Regina Mills 

Emma Swan 

Charming 

Snow white 

Killian Jones 

Belle 

Graham 

Neil Cassidy/ Baelfire 

Robin Hood 

Ruby Lucas 

Tilly 

Mulan 

Felix 

Margot 

Jefferson 

August/ Pinocchio

Chicago Med

Will Halstead

Connor Rhodes

Ethan Choi

Crockett Marcel

April Sexton

Natalie Manning

Chicago Fire

Mathew Casey

Kelly Severide

Joe Cruz

Otis

Peter Mills

Stella Kidd

Gabby Dawson

Chicago PD

Jay Halstead

Adam Ruzek

Antonio Dawson

Sean Román

Greg “Mouse” Gerwitz

Erin Lindsey

Kim Burguss

Chicago One

Jay Halstead and Will Halstead x sibling

Kelly Severide x Platonic best friend

Kelly Severide x Sibling reader

Hermann x child reader

Gabby and Antonio x sibling reader

Hogwarts legacy

Ominis Gaunt

Sebastian Sallow

Garreth Weasley

#twd #the walking dead #supernatural #criminal minds #vampire diaries #the originals #marvel #harry potter #fantastic beats and where to find them #stanger things #ouat #hogwarts legacy

[dawsons-justice]

He Promised, You Trusted.

Part Two to “I Promise, You Trust”

A/N: Reader is between 14-17, so this is a Father Figure!Antonio x Reader. No romance, 100% platonic. 

TW: Nothing horribly graphic, some mild angst, but mostly just to lead up to the fluff

Masterlist

It sure was cold outside. Chicago had been cold, but Minnesota somehow was colder. Your aunt had apologized she couldn't pick you up from school but it wasn't really her fault. She had to pick up some extra shifts to keep up with the bills. You're just glad she let you stay with her. 8 months ago, you really had no idea where you would end up.

8 months ago...

Detective Dawson ran off to make some calls, leaving you to your own thoughts. You noticed the worried glances of his coworkers watching you from the unit floor. You didn’t know any of them, they were all sorta intimidating in their own way, well, except for the woman with brown hair, she looked nice. It just felt better to block them out and focus on the mug in your hands. The hot chocolate had gotten cold in the time it took you to process everything and really you haven’t truly processed anything.

Dawson came back in the room, his face muddled with several emotions. There was some stress, determination and anger but you made out the sympathy on his features most of all. Most people don't want sympathy, but you were just glad someone was caring enough to do so. Trailing behind him was another cop, older, you'd seen him before, just didn't know his name.

"You got anyone we can call?" Antonio asks. you had to wrack your brain a bit. It hadn’t occurred to you that this would be important. "I have an aunt. I haven't talked to her in years. My dad and her don't get along."

The two men exchanged a glance. And you understood now. If you didn't find a home yourself, they'd have to put you in a group home. That was not good. You had heard stories, everyone has. Group homes only provide shelter to trouble. If you ended up there who knows what would happen to you after. You hadn’t thought this through, this was a bad idea. In some sort of a desperate plea, you grab the detective’s hand as he’s about the leave with the other guy.

"Wait no no... I can't live in a home. I can't. I'd rather go home to my dad. Please no." Panic evident in your voice. His face softens, kneeling down to your height. He was just going to try to comfort you. You forced yourself to remember whatever he says can’t change the truth. He isn’t the one making the rules. You’re not naive.

"Hey, hey kiddo. Not there yet, let's give your aunt a ring and see if we can get ahold of her. You got a name?" His voice calm, if he was worried you really couldn’t tell now, unlike when he first returned. You gave her name, not knowing anything besides she lived in St. Paul. But they were cops, you figured they could track her down.

The other guy, Voight, left, you heard him call out to someone named Halstead to run your aunt's name. Antonio didn’t move, just kept holding your hand looking around as if he wasn’t. The fact we seemed unbothered by the comforting gesture put you more at ease, yet you still were struggling with this.

"B-but what if she doesn't want me?"

There was a look of disbelief in his face, as if you were made of solid gold. It was fake and you knew it, still, it was comforting. "We're gonna figure it out, ok? I'll tell her myself what a great kid you are."

"I'm sorry."

The detective didn’t have to say anything, but you knew he deflected your apology. Somehow you just knew the minute you said it what his response was going to be. He didn’t feel bothered. And on top of this it was going to work out. He would make sure it worked out.

And it did. Given the explanation of the situation, your Aunt was happy to take you in. Antonio pulled some strings and you spent one night with his colleague Kim Burgess (the woman with the brown hair) before your aunt took over custody. In less than 48 hours you were on your way to Minnesota with a bag you packed and your dad had no clue. For once you knew there was at least one person who was worth trusting in this world.

The snow crunched below your feet. It was only another mile or so to your aunt’s place. The roads were pretty clear. Much of the snow had been packed down for days, but a recent heatwave melted and refroze the roads to solid ice. The deceiving snow was only an inch or two thick on top of the slick icy layer beneath. So, when you hear tires squeal, it is not in any way surprising. You were learning to drive yourself; ice roads were something that even your aunt had trouble managing let alone teach you how to navigate. You had respect for anyone who was able to successfully manage those roads in two-wheel drive. Whipping around, there’s not a two-ton car sliding towards you as you had expected, planning to dive roll into the snow. There’s a black van with a guy in a ski mask running towards you.

Crap.

Taking advantage of the ice, you threw your backpack at him, hoping he’d lose his balance and walk onto the more slippery road. Yet things do not go to plan as he easily recovers and continues to pursue you, reaching you and wrapping his arms around your waist. You fought. You screamed, wailed, bit, flailed, kicked and every other defensive action your subconscious could think of. It didn’t work, he was just too much bigger than you. You were thrown into the back of the van.

no no no no no this can’t be happening.

You considered yourself a calm person, but that was before you were tied and gagged in the back of a van. The darkness seemed to only escalate your fears as you had a blank canvas to imagine your worst nightmares becoming reality. "Please, just let me go” you must have said it 40 times before something heavy hit your head.

Things faded in and out. Darkness and light fought a battle, but you could never really tell if you could see or not, it was all just shadows. The nausea was also coming in waves, paired with the throbbing sensation on the back of your head. You had been pistol whipped. But of course, you didn’t know that. The sheer terror of the entire situation still had you disoriented. You couldn’t feel the time pass, most people know what a minute or five minutes feels like, but you couldn’t focus. It was all too much.

 When the van doors slide open you hear the guy who grabbed you talk to whoever was driving. “I still can’t believe this guy.” His gruff voice scoffed, close by.

“Well, he had the money, who are we to judge.”

“Guy? Had someone hired them to take me? Was I about to be sold or something?”

 You’re embarrassed to say the next voice you heard brought you half a millisecond of comfort, it was misplaced. “You had to put a sack over her head?” It was your dad. How? Better question why would he ask that question though he had no emotion in his voice.

The men and your dad talk as you wrestle with this entire shock. Suddenly someone picks you up and carries you over their shoulder. You figured it was guy who grabbed you, but feeling that whoever was holding you gently lowered you to the floor, you made the new assumption it was your dad. The blindfold and gag came off in a quick motion. You were met with the hollow face of your father in some sort of abandoned room. He gave a sickening smile, one that brought no relief with it. “I brought you back sugar!”

“Dad, let me go.”

He nodded and started to undo your restraints. It couldn’t be this easy. Taking a moment, he was preoccupied with removing the duct tape glue from your arms, as if he cared, you jumped up, running across the room to open the metal door, but it was locked.

“Open the door, dad.”

“Y-you’ll just leave.” He whimpered, face looking offended.

This wasn’t your dad. The eyes were too hopeful and the demeanor was too caring. This was you dad having some sort of a mental breakdown. The pieces came together as you watched the tremors in his hands. Not knowing the man in front of you felt more terrifying than the man you ran away from. Before, you knew somewhere buried deep in his subconscious he would never seriously harm you beyond some bruises. But you stared into eyes you didn’t recognize. It was entirely possible he was going to kill you. All of that mess 8 months ago just to end up dying in Chicago and nobody knows about it.

But that’s where you were wrong.

Within a 25 mile radius…

“Detective Dawson,”

The somewhat uncaring police deputy at St. Paul started running down the situation. There wasn’t much to tell. Your backpack was found in a snowbank near some blood in the snow with you nowhere to be found. Your aunt had been adamant that the deputy at the front desk reach Antonio. And of course, the detective roped his unit into the situation. Voight made it a priority. It didn’t take a psychologist to see that Antonio cared about you, he cared about all his teen CIs. They were his secondary kids. He would find you, even if he hadn’t promised you to do so. He promised himself. When word had come in that your dad had been behind the entire situation it was not much of a shock. A man with a past of petty crime and domestic abuse with mental health concerns did seem like a high probability suspect. He had also rented out a storage container on the industrial side of town. Antonio and his team suited up. He was going to end this situation here and now.

 “CHICAGO PD OPEN THE DOOR”

In a frenzied craze, your father throws you to the floor. It would make sense for him to run, but logic wasn’t a key factor right now. His foot goes to your neck and the gun points to your head. The gun must have been on his back, you hadn’t seen it until now.

I don’t want to die.

Not like this.

Not here.

Please no.

Please.

 Bursting through the door you make out several people with weapons drawn on your dad. Light floods the dark room leaving the two of you partially blind, yet the tension still filled the air.

“LET HER GO.” It wasn’t a request. It was an order. Regardless, your neck was still being crushed. Air was slowly waning from your lungs. And then it wasn’t. In an instant you felt his foot roll out from over you, giving you a chance to scramble away.

“Y/N, Y/N, it’s ok. We’re police.”

And that was likely the only time anyone from your side of town was happy to hear that phrase. But still, you couldn’t quite comprehend it. It was a full mess of tears, screaming, wailing and shaking. You had been mere seconds from death by gun or choking, you couldn’t just suck it up. Not even you were that badass. Nonetheless, the cops weren’t getting anywhere with calming you down.

“Call an ambo.” Calls another voice, a woman. “Tonio, you ok?”

“Yeah” And under normal circumstances you would have connected the dots, but as it has already been overly reiterated, you were not stable right now. The only thing you could register was the familiar hand on top of yours gently squeezing your arm below.

“Shhh shhh, it’s ok kiddo, we got you. He’s gone.”

Hold it, you know that voice.

And what would you know, you finally grasped it. Staring down at you is Detective Dawson, once again saving your neck, literally. It was probably against some rule, but you just buried your head in his shoulder trying to block out everything outside. He let it slide, just holding you there, seemingly not in any rush to move you till the paramedics arrived. In time you realized the other officer trying to calm you down had been Burgess, but you just hadn’t recognized her. You’re in pain, but not horrendous amounts, must be the adrenaline. Regardless, Antonio calls another officer, Atwater, to carry you outside to the ambulance. Before you know it, the ambo is driving away from the scene to Chicago Med, leaving the Intelligence Unit to deal with the aftermath including Dawson.

Sitting in the ER, you wait for test results to return on your head scan. More had happened in the last 12 hours than in the last 8 months. You realized how much you liked the simplicity and (relative) safety of Minnesota, but now you’d at least carry pepper spray. You’re pulled from your thoughts as you see Dawson peak from the side of the curtains. You had not felt too lonely or afraid before given the officers stationed outside your room, but seeing him made you feel better.

“Hey kiddo, how’s the neck?” he smiles, moving into the room slowly as if he was trying not to scare you.

You smile weakly, still exhausted. “Alright, considering.” You noticed tape on the base of his neck on one side extending underneath his shirt where you couldn’t see. “What happened?”

“I might be getting a little long in the tooth for tackling suspects.” And by suspects, you knew he meant your dad. He was the one who got him off you. “Are you ok?” You ask. “All good, just had to get my shoulder checked out.”

“Ok, glad you’re ok.” And you truly were. You would feel awful if you had been the reason he had been seriously injured, especially after you were supposed to be out of his hair.

He nods, fiddling with his hands on the rail at the end of your bed. “Hey, your aunt is on her way to get you, it’s gonna be awhile, but I talked to your doctor and they said they’ll keep you till she arrives to monitor your concussion.”

You nod. “My dad?”

“We got him, he’s going away for a long time.” You notice his lack of enthusiasm in that response, obviously thinking that justice had not been fully served.

“But not forever.” Your voice soft, barely over a whisper.

He shook his head. “Long enough you’re not going to need to worry about him.”

“But you’ll come rescue me again if he tries, right?” You cocked an eyebrow, knowing it wasn’t a promise he could make, but every reassuring thing he told you made you feel better anyways.

“As much as I love the job, I don’t know if I’m going to be on the force in 40 years.”

“Yeah, you might not be able to a shoot a gun while using a walker with tennis balls on the bottom.” The two of you laugh a bit at that visualization.

As you quiet down you notice he looks a bit more serious.“But yeah, I’ll get you.”

Once again, probably against some protocol, but you just had to reach out and hug him burying your face in his leather jacket. He leans forward to pull you in. Something about it was just natural, you knew he’d protect you, you knew that now.

“Thank you so much. I’d be dead.”

“Of course,” He pets your hair, resting his chin on the top of your head.

“T-thank you for caring.” He pulls back to look you in the eyes.

“I checked your record, no priors since you left. Thank you for being worth it.” He smiles.

The two of you sit there for a minute, staring at each other, his hand still the (good) side of your head. You’d never really had a dad moment like this, but if this was the first and last dad moment you ever had, you were ok with it. It was perfect. He stands up, stretching out his back as if he’s about to leave. But instead, he pulls up a chair.

“You don’t mind if I stick around till your aunt arrives do you?”

You gently shook your head. Truth was, you were too afraid to ask him to do so, but of course, somehow, he knew what you needed. So there the two of you sat. Talking about the extremely normal things you had been involved in back in Minnesota. You swear he kept a small smile on his face the entire time. Just happy to see you moving on. It was done.

 When you turned 18, you reached out the Antonio again and asked if he would be willing to meet up for lunch, now that it was “legal” to do so. And now it has become an annual event with occasional bonus trips when you somehow wind up in the Windy City. Your lives may have grown apart in distance but something would always keep the two of you together. He’d always be there for you, and you needed that. Maybe not everyone needs a perfect father figure to survive in the world, but knowing a tough boxing detective would be by your side in one phone call gave you the freedom of safety. Your aunt is an amazing woman, but Antonio Dawson is really the one who you owe everything to.

He promised, you trusted, and it was the first decision of your life that truly mattered.

A/N: I know my presence on this account is sporadic, but I hope some people enjoy this. I’m going to dive into my drafts to work on some of the partially written responses I have for some old requests. (: 

#antonio dawson #antonio dawson x reader #Chicago PD #one chicago #antonio dawson imagines #antonio dawson imagine #antonio dawson baby #fanfiction #fandom #fanfic

[callsign-dexter]

Flirting with Risk 18+

Request: Okay, I might have the idea of another sequel of Gossip and Glances where Antonio sometimes gets really touchy at work and always tries to be close to you.. but you also fear that you get in trouble with Voight but he surprises you by saying he already knows about you and that it's fine as he knows you do a good job. So Antonio continues with his behavior and at home he can finally spoil you in all the right ways ? 🥵🔥

Pairings: Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, smut

Masterlist

First Installment: From Colleagues to Lovers

Second Installment: Gossip and Glances

Third Installment: Flirting with Risk

A/N: Thank you to the anon who sent this in! @talesofreading and @imagine-all-the-fandoms here is another smutty one for you!

You and Antonio have been dating for 3 months now but to you it felt even longer. Everybody at work knew that you two were together because of him wincing when he leaned up against the back of his chair and hissed. The men pried it out of Antonio and the girls pried it out of you when they dragged you to the locker room. The only person that didn't know, or at least you thought didn't know, was your boss Hank Voight. When nobody was around or it was just your coworkers you two were pretty handsy but the minute you heard Hank you both straightened and acted like nothing happened, although when you looked over to Antonio, he just smirked at his computer screen and you rolled your eyes but smirked as well. 

Recently though he has been flirting with risk and to be honest so have you but he was the worst. It was one time during a briefing that he was the worst. He stood extra close to you and his hand would occasionally pump yours and you did it right back. Antonio slowly moved his hand across the desk and onto your back at first that didn’t bother you but when he got down to your ass and he lightly slapped it which made you jump a little and squeal not expecting it, you covered it with a cough “Are you alright Y/N?” Hank asked you and you nodded.

“Sorry it was just a little tickle. Please continue.” You said and he nodded and turned towards the board and you briefly turned your head and glared at your boyfriend who was just smirking and eating up the attention. You turned back to the briefing but caught the eye of the girls who were smirking and you rolled your eyes but continued to listen. 

“Antonio and Y/N I want you to go and check out the coffee shop owner.” Hank said and you both nodded and then he gave everyone else their assignments. Antonio and you went to your desk and grabbed your things and he opened the gate and held out a hand signaling you to go first which made you smile and as you were walking by, he patted your ass and you turned and looked at him with a glare. You quickly hurried down the stairs with him behind you. When you both got in the car you smacked him on the arm and he jerked back.

“Aww what was that for?” He asked and you looked at him in disbelief as he rubbed his arm.

“That was for almost getting us caught!” You shouted at him and he smirked.

“You liked it though.” He said with a smirk and started the engine.

“Yes, I did but we have to be more careful. We don’t want Hank to know.” You said and he smirked.

“How can I resist when you look so damn irresistible?” He asked as he stopped at a stoplight and leaned over and kissed your neck but gently nibbled on it and it made you moan. You just happened to look up and the light was green. 

“Tonio light green.” You moaned out and he turned away from you, you whimpered when he pulled away but he needed to focus on the road. His hand came over the console to hold yours and you gladly accepted it. Meeting with the coffee shop owner was quick and easy and surprisingly you got a lot of information and then you were headed back to the district. Nobody was there having still been out and you made sure Hank wasn’t there and when you confirmed that he wasn’t you grabbed Antonio’s belt loops and pulled him over to you as you leaned on the desk. Your lips met in a feverish kiss and then your tongues were battling for dominance and teeth were clashing against teeth, his hands went to your face and into your hair. It would’ve gone on until he ended up taking you right then and there but a throat clearing made you stop and turn to the top of the stairs. Kevin, Adam, Kim, Jay, and Erin were standing there smirking.

“Oh, don’t stop on our account.” Kevin said and got a hit to the chest but Kim. You were blushing like mad that you got caught but Antonio was smirking like he was proud that you two had gotten caught.

“Get a room.” Adam said 

“Don’t tempt us.” You said finally finding your voice and everyone laughed as everyone scattered to their desks, you went to your desk and began working and Antonio came up behind you and watched you work since. He was super close, close enough you could smell his cologne the both of you talked about the case and getting input from your team members when you voiced your findings. It wasn’t very long until Hank was coming up and you were pushing your boyfriend away but he stayed close. You always feared that Hank would find out and then there would be consequences. Hank walked into the bullpen and you pushed Antonio away secretly. He walked back to his desk and began working. 

It had been a few hours and you wanted, no need, something to eat and drink so you went to the break room. You were bent over looking through the fridge when you felt someone behind you and then hands on your waist, you knew who it was. Lips quickly found yours as you grabbed some food that was in the fridge and walked over to the counter, you moved your neck to the side “What are you doing, sexy?” He asked in your ear and you turned your head and gave him a kiss.

“Getting something to eat, handsome.” You said when you pulled away. “We could get caught.” You said as he kissed you again.

“It’s a risk I’m willing to take.” He said but then there was a knock on the door and you once again knocked him away and turned towards your food while Antonio turned to the person leaning on the counter. 

“You’re lucky it wasn’t Hank.” Jay said as he walked into the break room. “You two are flirting with risk.” He said and then you turned towards him, taking a bite of your food.

“I keep telling him that but he won’t listen.” You said and elbowed Antonio in the stomach and he let an ‘oof’ Jay just smirked.

“Just be careful you two.” He said and you nodded and then you were walking back out to the bullpen while Antonio stayed to talk to Jay, he watched you walk away with a smirk on his face.

It was in the middle when Hank appeared. “I wanna talk to you two.” He said then turned to walk into his office and you looked at Antonio with a scared look on your face and he shook his head and walked over to you. 

“You don’t have to worry about anything. I’m right here with you.” He whispered and you nodded. You both walked into Hank’s office as the others watched with smiles. Hank was leaning on his desk, arms crossed as you both walked in and stood in front of him like kids who got caught stealing something, your head was down and hands interlocked with each other and Antonio was standing close to you. 

“I know you two are together.” Hank said and your head shot up.

“You do?” You asked and looked at Antonio with a shocked look on your face and he did to then you looked back and Hank and he nodded.

“It wasn’t hard to figure out.” He said 

“How?” You asked, still trying to process everything.

“It was easy. You both are coming at the same time if not a second to a minute after each other, when it used to be 1 hour after each other. You both defend each other. You both protect each other and yes, I know your partners but this goes past just being partners. You both stand closer to each other during briefings. Also, you both disappear pretty much at the same time.” Hank said and smirked when your mouth fell open and Antonio had an unreadable expression on his face.

“How long have you known?” Antonio asked

“Since the day you both showed up at the same time and Y/N was wearing your hoodie.” Hank said “Just as long as you both keep it professional you can stay together but once your love life starts interfering with your work then we'll be having a totally different conversation.” He added, " Understood?” He asked you and Antonio, both of you nodded. 

“Understood.” You both said at the same time and Hank nodded. You both walked back out and Kevin was the first one to speak up.

“So…. what happened?” He asked

“He knows.” Antonio said “But that just means that I can be loving to my girl now here.” He said and hugged you from behind and gently squeezed you. You shook your head and then you both got to work although he kept his antics up and now that Hank knew you started to get handsy yourself and Antonio ate it up.

When you were done for the day, you were ready to go home and finish what you both started. “You guys coming to Molly's?” Erin asked.

“No, we're going to stay in.” You said and she smirked.

“Don't have too much fun.” Kim said and you threw a paper ball at her and she ducked while she laughed. You grabbed your stuff and then joined Antonio at the top of the stairs and began to descend down them. 

“Have a good night you two.” She said with a smirk and you flipped her off. You both walked to Antonio's car silently and got in. 

“Now he knows and we can do anything we want.” He said gripping your chin lightly and kissing you. 

“We have to keep it professional, Tonio.” You said when you broke away from the kiss.

“We will, when others are around but when they're not then you're all mine.” He said and you smiled and nodded he had released your chin.

“You're all mine too.” You said and kissed him “Now let's get home and maybe we can continue this.” You said with a smirk and a wink. He pulled a face and groaned then before you knew it you, he was speeding out of the parking lot and towards his apartment.

When you arrived at the apartment, he was quick to park and you both hurriedly walked in and got on the elevator. You pressed the all too familiar number and once you were sure the doors were closed you were quick to kiss him. It took him by surprise but he quickly followed the kiss. He was quick to turn you around so that your back was on the elevator wall. “Jump.” He said in a husky voice and you quickly did as you were told. You wrapped your arms around his neck and legs around his waist. “You're so beautiful.” He said when he pulled away and looked you in the eye. Then you brought his lips to yours as the elevator dinged. The kiss broke and you looked over to see you were on your floor. He didn't put you down, he instead walked with you clinging to him and went back to kissing you, you could feel how hard he was through his jeans and you had no doubt that you were soaking wet. 

“I need you, Tonio. Need you so bad.” You said as he stopped at his door and dug out his key and he broke the kiss to be able to see what he was doing.

“Soon, Baby. Soon.” He said and unlocked the door and pushed it open then he shut it with his foot and locked it blindly. “Can't wait to get you out of these clothes and see all of your sexy body.” He said against your neck and you clenched around nothing and you moaned. He walked to his bedroom with you wrapped around his body and still having a heavy make out session. Antonio gently put you on the bed and then crawled up your body after having removed his shirt and pants leaving him in his underwear that was tented with his erection and you could feel your mouth water. You would love to get your mouth around him but he had other plans as he started to undress you. When he was done you were completely naked and exposed to him and he sat back on his knees and just stared at you.

“Like what you see?” You asked and that damn smirk popped up on his face.

“Absolutely.” He responded and he was quick to shed his underwear and have them join the pile on the ground. He didn’t waste any time by giving himself one pump and then he was hovering over your body. You could feel him at your entrance. “Remember to tell me to stop if something isn’t right.” He said and you nodded and then he was slowly pushing into you, both moaning at the same time. 

“Fuck. Feels so good.” You moaned out as he halted and letting you adjust. After a minute you looked at him and nodded “Move.” You said and he obeyed. He set a slowly steady pace filling you just right and hitting you in the right places and the all-familiar stretch was perfect. 

“Fuck, always so tight for me. Such a good girl. Gonna marry you one day and pump a kid into you, our perfect little family.” He said not knowing what effect it had on you. All you did was moan as you started to close. 

“Faster, baby. Faster.” You said and he picked up his pace. “Feels so good!” You screamed out not caring who heard “Wanna have your kids and be your wife.” You moaned out, head thrown back and fingers digging into his shoulder blades and slowly making their way down his back. Antonio hissed from the pain but didn’t stop. 

“I’m close, baby.” He moaned out and as his thrusts started to get sloppy.

“I’m close too.” You said he dropped his head into the crook of your neck and you could feel his hot breath on your neck. His grunting and moaning were bringing you to the edge. “Cum with me.” He said as one of his hands came down to your clit as the other stayed by your head. He started to rub your sensitive clit and you felt his thrusts become even more sloppier. His head went down to your breasts and started to give them attention equally. 

“I’m gonna cum.” You moaned out a warning and that just seemed to make him pick up speed. That rubber band in your stomach snapped and you were cumming hard. You heard him moan out and stilled and you both came together. As you both came down from your highs he slowly pulled out and watched his cum leak out of you and smiled and then fell on the other side of you. You both just laid there. “You really mean it?” You asked him, looking at him.

“Hmmm?” He asked 

“About marrying me and making me a mom and you a dad.” You said reminding him. He turned to you and propped up on his elbow.

“One of these days.” He said and you smiled.

“I would love that, you know.” You said and he smiled.

“I love you.” He said and kissed you.

“I love you too.” You said and then you both got under the covers and fell asleep cuddled together thinking about what the future has to hold. You couldn’t wait to marry him and be the mother to his kid. 

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[no-damsel]

Just friends

Warning - Swearing

Chapter one

The music was so loud that it was almost impossible to hear the conversation that was taking place right in front of you. Walking further into the room, you rub the bottom of your nose with the back of your hand and sniff loudly before sitting on the club owner's lap. His hand immediately moved to your waist, making you uncomfortable, but you bite your tongue and pretend to enjoy the attention Jasper gives you.

“Who’s this?” You ask, pointing to the two men sitting across from him.

Jasper takes a drink of his whisky. “This is Tommy and Gregg,” he says slowly, as if you’d need a moment to follow what he’s saying. “They are going to be working here on a trial basis.”

“Cool.” You lazily rest your head on Jasper's shoulder while they continue to talk business.

Both men would be rotated between working behind the bar and working security. Occasionally, you’d wipe your nose with the back of your hand or twitch your jaw. Each time you did, ‘Gregg’ would shoot you a death glare; you couldn’t blame him. He probably thought you were a drugged-up mess, which is exactly what you wanted people to believe. You recognized the man going by the name of Tommy as the sweet kid who lived down the street from you growing up, Adam Ruzek.

“I’m sorry,” ‘Tommy’ says, interrupting. “But you’ve got to introduce us to this pretty lady here.”

Adams' brown eyes bore into yours as he searched for any sign of distress. You hadn’t seen him in so long that he must have been shocked to see you sitting on one of the most despised men in Chicago. The fact that you look strung out and hardly dressed probably didn’t help.

“Where are my manners?” Jasper says, slapping you on the thigh and laughing. “This is Angel; she’s one of our dancers and my personal favorite. High as hell, but she takes great care of my books.”

How Jasper wasn’t busted before was a mystery; he would mix different pills and alcohol and start blabbering to anyone who would listen. He had just met these guys and already told them who had done his books.

The man sitting with Adam scoffs, “Angel, huh? How original.”

You met his glare. He was handsome. Hispanic and looked to be around the mid-thirties. Given that Adam hadn’t been a cop for long, you’d assume this guy had a fair amount of experience being undercover. You lean forward and run your finger over ‘Tommy’s’ jawline before pinching his cheek. “I like him; he’s cute. He reminds me of a chipmunk.”

Adam gives you a sweet smile before acting flattered by your comment, “Well, thank you, sweetheart.”

Jasper wraps his arm around you a little too tight, a silent way of telling you to shut up. “Excuse her; Angel likes to party a little too much on shift and comes away with some weird shit; just ignore her.”

“Oh, I imagine that’s not possible.”

Jasper smirks. “Since you’ve taken a liking to them, you can show them around.”

After showing the club’s newest ‘employees’ the lockup routing, you lead them down the hallway towards the dressing room. The halls were mainly empty since it was still daytime, but in a few hours they would be mobbed by dancers starting to get ready for the nighttime shows.

“So, Angel, how long have you worked here?”

“A couple of years,” you answer before opening the door to a small room that the staff uniforms were kept in. You close the door behind you and look between them. “So, chipmunk, is your friend here good?”

Adam chuckles. “He’s good.”

You both knew the question you were really asking, and that was if the person could be trusted.

You give them both uniforms, scribble down a message, and place it between the tops you hand to Adam. You hand it to him just as Jasper walks into the room.

You wink at Adam and say, “I’ll see you later, handsome.”

Jasper frowns and runs his hand through his blonde hair, and you hear him say, “House rules: no getting high off my shit and no fucking on shift. If you see anyone who isn’t one of my men, tell me right away. And if you do bang any of these bitches, I don’t want it to bring any drama into my house, right?”

They answer in unison, “right.”

A few days pass before you see Adam again, along with the other cop, when you finish your shift at six in the morning. They had been working behind the bar while you jumped between greeting ‘guests’ at the door and convincing the men sitting at booths to buy overpriced bottles of alcohol.

“Yo, Angel!”

“Tommy,” you smile before rubbing at your eyes, which are heavy and over-coated in massacre. “How are you enjoying your new gig?”

He looks more uncomfortable the closer he gets to you, and he does his best to avert his eyes from the sheer red outfit you were wearing. He clears his throat. “I was just going to grab some breakfast; care to join me?”

“Sure, I’ll just get changed, then meet you outside.”

“Your partner seems intense,” you say in between bites of your breakfast. Pancakes loaded with cut-up strawberries, bananas, and chocolate sauce. You’d need the sudden sugar rush to help you stay up a little bit longer.

“Antonio is wary of strangers, but he’s a good guy.” Adam chuckles, “I see you still have a sweet tooth.”

“I don’t indulge much these days. Jasper likes his dancers to look a certain way, you know.”

“Yeah, like trash. Calling me my nickname from when we were kids was a good call. I gotta say you had me really worried when I first saw you; I actually thought you had gone down that path.” He sips on his coffee. “You're not taking anything, right?”

“Absolutely not!” you say defensively. “I’m just good at making it believable.”

“Viola…”

You kick him under the table for using your real name in public.

“Sorry, sorry.”

You had to give two years of your life to this undercover assignment. You had gone on a strict diet, dyed your hair with cheap dye, then let the roots grow out, and invested a lot of money into tacky clothes and cheap makeup to play the part. In-between bites, you ask, “So you're going to tell me why you're in that hellhole?”

He leans in and talks in a low voice, “In the past two weeks, there have been thirteen overdoses because of bad dope that’s been sold by Jasper’s people.”

“Jasper isn’t the boss; a man named Hector Vazquez is calling the shots. This case… It’s icky; there’s more to it than just dope. I’m not going to lie—I’m actually glad you're there, because I’m drowning.”

“Can’t you speak to your sergeant?”

“No,” you answered sharply. “Sorry, it’s just that you're the only person I’ve said that to. I’m… The stuff I’ve found out has made me seriously consider just leaving and starting over.”

Seeing the worry on your face, he places his hand on yours. “What do you mean?”

“I’ve been looking at one-way plane tickets,” you admit. “I just... I don't know who to trust anymore. You're the first person I’ve spoken to in a long time who even knows my real name.”

Adam scratches his chin with his free hand before smiling politely at the waitress when she tops off his coffee. “I know someone who can help, but you’ve got to trust me. Completely.”

“Who is it?”

“My boss, Hank Voight.”

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Could you write a story that the reader is a fire fighter at 51, and dating Jay or Antonio. 51 responds to a fire where the bad guy that Intelligence is trying to get and the reader gets held hostage by the bad guy in the burning building, you decided the ending.

Pairing: Antonio Dawson x Reader

Fandom: Chicago PD/Chicago Fire

Requested: Yes

Request: «Could you write a story that the reader is a fire fighter at 51, and dating Jay or Antonio. 51 responds to a fire where the bad guy that Intelligence is trying to get and the reader gets held hostage by the bad guy in the burning building, you decided the ending.» -Anon

A/N: So sorry this is late! Hope you like it though ❤️  -Karen

«Lieutenant? The house, it—We should call in Intelligence», you said, looking over at Severide. «Why?» he asked, turning to you. «Toni—Detective Dawson may have mentioned someone they’re looking for, living at that block with their family, it might be their house», you commented. Usually the more private person, not many people at 51 knew about you and Antonio, save for Boden, in case something happened to you, and Gabby, because well, she’s his sister. «where did you get this info?» he asked, ignoring your slip-up. «I overheard him talking to Gabby the other day», you lied. «Okay, I’ll call them in», Kelly said, shrugging.

At the scene, you grabbed the necessary equipments before following Gallo and Kidd in, as instructed by Severide and Casey.

«Fire department, call out!» You shouted as you all moved in. «Kidd, over there!» you added, hearing wailing coming from close to where your co-worker was walking.

«Fire department! call out!» she shouted, making her way towards the cries for help. «It’s okay, I got you! I’m gonna get them out of here! Gallo! Wanna lend a hand?» Stella said. «You got it!» the younger fire fighter responded, running over to her.

«Severide? I’m gonna need an extra set of eyes in here, Gallo and Kidd are coming in with four people, but there might be more people in here», you said into the walkie-talkie. «I’m coming in!» Kelly responded.

You were about to reply when something hit you over the back of your head, knocking you out.

~~~

You could hardly move, or see for that matter when you came to. «Wh—what happened?» you asked aloud to no one in particular, thinking you were alone. «Shut up!» a stranger screamed, making your ears ring. I’ve got a concussion, great, you thought to yourself, feeling a shooting pain in your head.

«what do you want from me?» you asked, looking at the stranger, nothing about him looked to be familiar. So the reasoning for why you were being held captive must be for the sole purpose that you were alone in the house.

«Why the fuck is the police here?! Did you fucking call them?!» he screamed, pacing back and forth. Without a mask, he would pass out sooner or later from the smoke inhalation. But you might be dead before that, seeing as he had a fully automatic ak-47 in his hands.

«Why would we call the police to the scene of a fire, sir?» you asked, trying your best to ignore the painful ringing in your ear.

He was about to say something when Boden sounded over the walkie-talkie. «(Y/L/N)! State your location!» he said, sounding worried.

«Sir. I’m gonna have to answer my chief, or he’ll send everyone in», you reasoned, feeling the rope around your wrists, digging into your soft skin. «But I can’t do that if I’m tied up, unless you want to help me out», you added, looking at your captor.

«You’ll only run off if I let you loose!» he spat, aiming the gun at you. He wasn’t going to make it easy.

«I’m not, you got a gun, I’ve got nothing. But if you don’t let me answer my chief, none of us will survive. And I recon you want to live, seeing as your wife and children are safe», you reasoned.

«(Y/L/N)! Call out! Where are you?!» Boden asked again, sounding more panicked.

«How about this, you don’t have to untie me, just reach over and press the button on my walkie-talkie, I’ll do the talking, you don’t have to say anything.» He seemed to think about it, until he reached over.

«But you don’t tell them anything about me! Just tell them to dismiss the police. Tell them you saw no one else here, you just passed out. Once the police is gone, only then I’ll let you go. Got it?» he asked, tilting your head up to look at him.

«Got it», you responded. Pressing the button like you had instructed him, you started speaking, «I’m okay sir, just got a bit winded. I haven’t found anyone else in here, police won’t be needed», you said, just like instructed.

«(Y/L/N), Severide is coming in to help you get out, where are you?» Boden asked, you could sense in his tone he knew something was up.

«I’m okay sir, really, I’ll be out shortly», you responded. No chance in hell were you going to let your lieutenant get killed for saving you. Looking up at your captor, you waited until he had let go of the call button. «Are you going to let me go now?»

«How do I know the police is gone?» he said, sounding panicked, but tried his best to hide it behind a mean tone.

«How do you suggest I ask my chief if they’re gone without sounding suspicious huh?» he had to think about that before he grabbed you by the back of your neck and yanked you up to a standing position.

«We’ll just have to look won’t we?» he was getting braver. That couldn’t be a good sign. Dragging you over to the nearest window.

Looking out the window you could barely make out the people out there. They seemed to see you perfectly clear however as Boden came back on the walkie-talkie, «(Y/L/N), talk to me!» You knew he was stressing. If something went wrong he wouldn’t only have Antonio on his ass, but he would also lose you, one of the firefighters he basically saw as his own child. You’d been really close since you’d started working at 51.

«Tell them I’m good. Their service won’t be needed today», you said briefly. At this point your captor was getting winded, but tried his best to stay put as he pressed the weapon into you. «Sir, if we don’t get out now, none of us will live. Is that how you want your children to remember you?» You were running out of options.

«Shut up, shut up, shut up!» he screamed, pushing your upper body out of the window, holding you by the hem of your uniform jacket. Taking in as much air as you could you assessed the height that you would fall if he let go of you. I could survive it if he let go, you thought, hoping he actually would let go. But he might shoot if I try to make him drop me, your inner thoughts said, making you groan.

«(Y/L/N)!!!» Stella shouted, looking like she was ready to run over and try catching you if you decided to drop.

«I’m okay!» you called out, trying to defuse the situation. Looking up you caught a glimpse of Antonio who was looking rather pale where he stood, watching it all. «CPD, pack up!» you called out, «For the love of God man just let me go!» you added, feeling all the blood rush to your head, maybe you wouldn’t survive the fall if he let go. You might not be able to turn in time.

Your call was finally heard when you felt his grip loosen followed by the sound of someone falling to the ground behind you. Feeling about ready to pass out yourself you let gravity work its charm as you started falling out the window.

«(Y/N)!!!» Antonio shouted as you fell towards the ground, head first. «Baby!» You couldn’t remember landing, all you remembered was everything turning black.

~~~

When you came to it, there were a blinding light glowering over you. «Hmm. Whe—where am I?» you asked, placing a hand on your throbbing forehead. «Baby?! Oh thank God!» Antonio said, his voice sounding too high pitched at this time.

«Ow, my head», you groaned, both hands massaging your temples now. «I’m so sorry cariño, I’m just so happy you’re awake», he murmured, caressing your cheek. «What happened Tonio?» you asked, looking at your boyfriend.

«The guy passed out from too much smoke inhalation and let go of you, so you fell out of the window—», he started.

«By some miracle you survived, but you’ll be on bed rest for a long time though, so I wouldn’t be too keen on returning to duty any time soon», Dr. Halstead commented, walking into the room. «How long are we talking Will?» you asked, looking at him. «6 months, maybe more. We’ll have to see», he said, gaining a groan in return.

«Hermosa. You should consider yourself extremely lucky to have survived», Antonio said, rubbing your hand, which was in his hand. «I know baby, and I am. I just … Firefighting is my passion. What if I can’t ever go back?» tears were threatening to spill at this point as you looked at your boyfriend. «You’ll be back and kicking ass soon enough mi amor, but for now you need to rest and get better. And I’ll be here for you every step of the way.»

~~~

True to Dr. Hastead’s words, you were allowed back to the firehouse 6 months later. Antonio had insisted on bringing you to work for your first day, and you were not one to complain. Even with him being over you every day for the six months, having taken a lot of time off work to help you, you never got enough of the man.

«There she is!» Cruz called out, being the first to spot you. «(Y/N)! Oh my God! Finally!» Stella and Sylvie cheered, running over to hug you.

«It’s been far too long!» Sylvie added with a chuckle. «I’m so happy to be back you have no idea!» you exclaimed, hugging everyone who approached you.

After all the greetings you turned to say goodbye to your boyfriend when you found him on one knee, holding out a tiny, squared box, draped in red velvet. «Tonio?» you gasped, a hand flying up to cover your mouth.

«You’re the best thing to happen to me cariño. I can’t imagine being with anyone else. You’re great with Eva and Diego, my family absolutely adores you. I love you like crazy. So will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?» Tears were streaming down your cheeks and his as he looked at you in anticipation. «Y—yes! Yes I’ll marry you Tonio!» you exclaimed, stooping down to kiss him, your arms going around his neck instinctively. «I love you mi amor», he murmured into the kiss, raising you both to your feet. «I love you too baby», your responded, pulling away from the kiss to let him slip the gorgeous ring onto your finger, «forever?» «Forever.»

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[toomuchtv95]

The Other Halstead

Fandom: Chicago PD / One Chicago

Pairing: Antonio Dawson x Halstead!Reader

Warning/s: Fluff, talk about drug abuse (briefly), swearing.

Word Count: 2.2k+

Request: Hi! :) Can I request Antonio x Reader where Reader is Halstead sister and she is scared to tell her brothers, while her brothers are completely cool and even supportive with Antonio? Thanks x.

A/N:  Anonymous, I hope this is what you were looking for. I tried my best. I’m not used to writing for others. 

A/N: Also, I got two more requests in my inbox and I will get them done. I promise. So, if you want to request something send it my way and I will see what I can do. :)

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Being a Halstead isn’t easy, especially when you have two protective older brothers. With Jay being a cop, he was always worried about who you hung out with or dated. Every man you have ever dated, Jay had managed scare away with his threats. And then there was Will, he wasn’t as bad as Jay but still managed to scare the people you hung out with his medical talk. Growing up, you and Jay were closer in age which made you closer as siblings. Even though Jay was overprotective of you, you still always went to him when you were in trouble or just needed to talk about stuff. When Jay left for war, and Will left for New York, you had felt alone and when your mom died, you felt even more alone. You and your mother were close and when she died a part of you died with her. As for your relationship with your farther, he saw you as a disappointment just as much as your brothers, maybe even more, considering the fact that you got a late start on your adult life.

After high school, your mother died and you were in so much pain, that you started taking drugs and partying with the wrong crowd of people. When Jay had returned from the war, he had found out about your lifestyle and did everything he could to get you back on the right track. Once you had gotten through that time in your life, you went to school and became an event photographer. You eventually opened up your open business and since opening it your business was blooming.

“Don’t you think it’s time we tell your brothers about us?” Antonio opened the fridge to grabbed two beers before joining you on the couch.

“Oh yeah, cause that’s gonna go over well.” You sat Indian style on the couch while sipping your beer.

“Hey, you were the one that wanted to keep us a secret, not me. I’m not afraid of your brothers.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to tell them, I’m just afraid that when they find out they aren’t going to be happy or supportive, especially Jay. You know how he feels about me dating a cop especially someone he works with on a daily bases.” You fiddled with the wrapper on the beer bottle before looking up at Antonio and locking eyes with him.

“We got to tell them because if they find out from someone else it’s not to end well.” Antonio reached over with his free hand and interlocked it with yours.

Antonio was right, you had to tell your brothers about this before one of them finds out from somewhere or someone else. “Your right, but I think it’s best maybe I tell them myself. Ease them into.” You grabbed both your beer bottle and his and sat them down on the coffee table before moving onto Antonio’s lap. Without saying anything, Antonio reached up to cup your face before crashing his lips against yours.

For the last week, you have been trying to tell your brothers, but of course, something always came up. Okay, maybe you weren’t trying that hard, but you were just scared that they won’t support your relationship with Antonio, considering that fact he is older than you and he was a cop. But at the same time, you were actually busy, you have a wedding coming who had a bride that was a bridezilla and wanted everything perfect. Tonight, you were at your shop finishing up with a client when the bell that hung over the door rung and you glanced up to see your brother Jay walking in.

“Okay, so I will see you this Saturday. I assure you everything is going to be fine.” You rested your hand on the client’s shoulder for reassurance. The client took a few deeps breathes before giving you a slight nod.

“Okay, I trust you.” With that said your client gathered her things and left the shop.

“Let me guess. Bridezilla?”

“You wouldn’t believe the people that I have to deal with.” You circled the reception desk before plopping yourself in the chair. “Anyways, what are you doing here?”

“I haven’t seen you in a while, so  thought I would swing by and see if you wanted to grab dinner.” Jay leaned forward against the counter top.

Crap. You are supposed to have dinner with Antonio tonight, so how the hell are you supposed to get out of this one. “Umm. As lovely as that sounds, I actually have plans tonight.”

“With who?” Jay instantly went into detective mode and start to interrogate you.

“Just a friend.” You hoped he would leave it at that but knowing Jay he wasn’t going to just drop it.

“Who is this friend of yours? Have I met them? Do I need to run a background check on them?” Jay straightened himself before going to grab his phone. You loved your brother but sometimes he’s too much. You know he just wants to protect you, but sometimes he’s just too much which is the reason why you haven’t told him that you were dating Antonio.

“Don’t do that.” You stood up from the chair and started to clean up your desk. “Listen, I know you are just looking out for me but, I don’t need you looking out for me all the time.”

“You are my sister and I will always look out for you even when you don’t want me too.” Jay circled the reception desk. “I know you think I’m being overprotective, but it is my job as your older brother to keep you safe.”

You stopped what you were doing to turn around and you immediately hugged your brother. Jay was taken back by your sudden actions but hugged you back. “I’m still not going to tell you who I’m going to dinner with.” You whispered as you pulled away.

“Oh, wait a second.” Jay placed his hands on your shoulders so that he could look you in the eyes and hopes he could get you to break. “This isn’t just some friend; this is a guy.” You were so close to getting out of this conversation, but you were running out of excuses and reasons for your behavior lately.

“Look I love you, but this is none of your business.” You kissed Jay’s cheek before going back to gather your stuff.

“I think I’m about to have an anxiety attack.” You stood outside of Molly’s with Antonio about to meet up with your brothers. This morning you sent a group text to your brothers telling them you wanted to meet up for drinks at Molly’s because you haven’t seen in a while.

“Okay, you need to take a deep breath.” Antonio gently laid his hands on your shoulders eventually rubbing his hands up and down your arms. “We are going to go in there, tell your brothers and everything is going to fine.” You closed your eyes and took a few deep breaths.

“Okay, let's go in there before I change my mind.” As the two of you walked into Molly’s, you glanced around and eventually spotted your brothers sitting at a table in the back corner.

“Listen, I’m gonna go say hi to Gabby, and grabs us some drinks,” Antonio whispered in your ear and disappeared before you could stop him. Oh yeah, leave when you needed him the most. He’s probably doing this so that you could ease your brothers into the situation.

As you took another deep breath, you walked over to the table where your brothers were sitting. “Hey, guys.” You slide onto the seat across from your brothers.

“Oh, you remember us.” Will chuckled as he took a sip of his beer.

“Okay, I know it’s been a while, but I’ve been busy with work.” You slide off your coat and hung it on the back of your chair.

“Uh-huh.” Jay eyed you knowing that something been going on with you especially now that he figured out that it might be a guy. “Let me order you a drink.”

Jay was about to stop the waitress, but you spoke up, “umm, actually Antonio is getting us drinks.” You looked up at your brothers hoping that they got the clue and you could get out of the conversation.

“Antonio?” Will looked at you with confused. Will was confused because he didn’t think that you and Antonio were even friends. Sure, the two of you knew each other because of Jay but what your brothers didn’t know was that the moment you met Antonio there was something between the two of you.

“Wait a minute.” Jay’s facial expression on the other hand instantly changed when he heard that name.

“Jay-”

“Antonio is the ‘friend’ you were seeing for dinner the other night.” Jay pointed his finger at you while taking another sip of his beer.

“You went out to dinner with Antonio? As friends or something more?” Will glanced at you before glancing over to Antonio who was at the bar talking to Gabby.

You looked over at Antonio which caused Jay to instantly go into detective mode and started questioning you. “It’s something more isn’t it?”

“Well,” you all of the sudden you were lost for words. You had played this conversation over and over in your head with different outcomes and none of them came out good. Looking at your brothers, you opened your mouth in hopes something would come out when you unexpectedly felt a hand on your shoulder causing you to relax a little.

Jay stood up from his seat causing your anxiety to slightly rise. “You and my sister?”

“Jay,” Will spoke in a calming voice so that the situation wouldn’t escalate and draw attention to the table.

“How long has this been going on?” Jay used his index finger point in between the two of you. “Better question, what is this? I swear to god if you’re just shacking up with sister I swear-”

“It’s more than that.” Antonio moved from behind you and now stood in front of Jay. “We aren’t just sleeping together. I love her.” Your mind abruptly stopped racing as you heard those words come out of Antonio’s mouth. You and Antonio have been seeing each other for almost a year and you two have never shared those words.

You eventually found your voice, “You what?” Both you and Will spoke up at the same time.

“This isn’t how I wanted to tell you.” Antonio turned to face you causing you to look at him.

“Antonio,” Standing up from your seat, you reached up and cupped his face before colliding your lips with his not caring that your brothers were watching. “You mean the world to me. This last year has been one of the best years of my life. Falling in love with you was definitely not planned, but fate had other plans for us.”

A smile formed on Antonio's face as he placed his hands on both sides of your face while stroking your cheekbones with his thumbs. “After my divorce, I wasn’t looking for someone let alone love, but you found your way into my heart.” You couldn’t help but smile as you reconnected your lips to his utterly forgetting that your brothers were still there. “I love you,” Antonio whispered as he pulled away.

Your brothers were shocked by what was happening considering the fact that they just found out that their little sister was in love and never told either of them. “Hold on a second. You two,” Will waved his pointer finger at the two of you, “have been dating for a year and have kept it from the two of us?” You looked at Will to see that he was a little hurt that you didn’t tell him. “But why?”

“I was afraid that you two wouldn’t approve or be supportive. Especially Jay.” You looked Jay whose expression changed from anger to sorrow.

“You were afraid to tell me because you thought I wouldn’t approve?”

“Ever since I was a teenager, you were always scaring guys off with your big brother threats, and then when you became a cop the threats became more real, which is one of the reasons why I didn’t tell you.” Antonio placed his hands on your lower back for comfort. “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t know how you would react especially considering the fact that you don’t like me dating cops.”

“Hey,” Jay took a step closer to you and gently placed his hand in your upper arms. “I’m sorry that I made you feel like that. I never meant for you to feel like you couldn’t tell me or us for that fact.  Look, we love you and if you and Antonio are together and are happy then that all that matters.”

“Yeah, we never want you to feel like that. We just want you to happy.” Will eventually stood from the barstool and joined you and your brother before pulling you into a hug. Jay ultimately joined in on the hug earning a chuckling from you.

Once your brothers pulled away, Jay turned to look at Antonio and without hesitation, he extended his hand. Antonio gripped Jay’s hand and that was the moment you have been waiting for. Your brother’s approval and support. The rest of the night, you and Antonio spent some time with your brothers before the two of you called it a night and headed back to your place, and well the rest of the night was history. You were thankful that your brothers didn’t disown you and Antonio’s relationship. And you were super thankful that Jay didn’t threaten Antonio in any way.

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