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Slow Dancing (AO3)
There's so many things a girl could expect when she unlocks her home after a long shift. Maybe she'd expect to collapse the moment she entered her bedroom, or take a long shower to wash away the exhaustion of the day, or maybe she'd make herself a quick, low-key dinner before heading to bed for a million hours.
That was not what ended up happening when Maddie Buckley unlocked her apartment door.
The moment she spots it, she shuts the door silently and her purse falls off her shoulder and lands inside her bent elbow.
She presses her lips into a thin line to prevent herself from laughing at the sight before her.
Chimney's cooking dinner, except that's not all he's doing. There's a Taylor Swift song playing softly from his phone at the corner of the counter that she can't name at the moment, and he's dancing so badly that Maddie just has to get it on video.
It's justified; he has so many photos of her on his phone that anyone would think he's a stalker.
Chimney sways his hips slowly, and Maddie can feel the blush developing on her face as he does.
The chorus of the song hits loudly, and Maddie can't hold back her laughter anymore at the way he moves his body to the lyrics, so she snorts out a giggle and thinks he doesn't hear her, which she quickly learns is not the case.
"Ahh!" Chimney cries the moment he sees her standing there, phone in hand and an evil grin on her face.
"What?" She asks innocently, looking around the room as if she hadn't been caught secretly filming him.
"How long have you been standing there?"
"Long enough."
"Oh, god, are you recording this?"
Maddie stops the video and begins to type out a text message to her brother. "Maybe."
"You cannot show that to anyone."
"Too bad because I already sent it to Buck."
"Oh, good Lord."
Just then, a new song begins to play. It's slow and familiar, and Maddie and Chimney find themselves falling silent as if the tune had entranced them.
Chimney gently takes Maddie's hand, pulling her closer and whispering in her ear, "May I have this dance?"
Instead of responding with words, she guides his hand to her hip and smiles at him, chastely kissing his nose before pulling back and softly staring into his eyes, dinner long forgotten
Yes, you may, she thinks.
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this is a day late but here we go!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/31505984/chapters/78051659
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It's hard for her to feel anything other than immense joy and happiness when she was with Chimney, from the way that he caused her heart to race and her stomach to flutter, to the way that he would hold her so close yet gently. He made her feel so safe, he made her feel loved and soon enough there would be another person in her life to show her that sort of adoration. This was what she had always wanted, ever since she was a child herself, to have her own family and children that she can call her's.
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For Madney Week 2021 Day Five Edit Prompt: Favorite Parallel
03x11: Seize the Day // 04x09: Blindsided
Chosen by @theyarnmaidstale
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911 & 911 Lone Star Weeks 2021
Eddie Diaz Appreciation Week
@911edit (this post)
November 15th - November 21st
The Exes of 911 Week
@exesof911week
November 15th - November 21st
Past weeks under the cut
Eddie Diaz Week 2021
@eddiediazweek
March 1st - March 7th
911 Couples Retreat
@911couplesretreat
March 22nd - March 28th
Buckley Siblings Week
@thebuckleysiblingsweek
March 29th - April 4th
911 Lone Star Angst Week
@911lonestarangstweek
April 5th - April 11th
911 Lone Star Weekend
@911lonestarweek
April 16th - April 18th
911 In the Future
@911inthefuture
April 19th - April 25th
Christopher Diaz Week 2021
@chrisdiazweek
May 10th - May 16th
Bathena Week
@bathenaweek
May 17th - May 23rd
Madney Week
@madneyweek
May 24th - May 30th
911 Fluff Week
@911fluffweek
May 31st - June 6th
911 Women Appreciation Week 2021
@womenof911week
May 31st - June 6th
911 in the beginning
@911inthebeginning
June 7th - June 13th
911 Pride Week
@911prideweek
June 7th - June 13th
Evan Buckley Week
@evanbuckleyweek
June 14th - June 20th
Crack Week 2021
@911crackweek
June 21st - June 28th
911 & 911 Lone Star AU Weekend
@911and911lsauweekend
June 25th - June 28th
911 Summer Fest
@911summerfest
July 5th - June 11th
911 & 911 Lone Star First Kiss Week
@911firstkissweek
July 5th - June 11th
911 & 911 Lone Star Smut Week
@911x911lonestarsmutweek
July 12th - July 18th
9-1-1 Week
@911week
July 19th - July 25th
Maddie Buckley Week
@themaddiebuckleyweek
August 23rd - August 29th
9-1-1 & 9-1-1 Lone Star Reader Insert Week
@911readerinsertweek
September 6th - September 10th
Women of the 9-1-1 verse appreaciation week
@911verse (this post)
September 6th - September 10th
The Buckley Siblings weekend 2021
@thebuckleysiblingsweek
September 10th - September 12th
911: Lone Star Angst Week
@911lonestarangstweek
September 11th - September 19th
Judd and Grace Ryder Week 2021
@juddxgraceweek
September 20th - September 26th
9-1-1 POC Week 2021
@911pocweek
October 4th - October 10th
Station 126 Appreciation Week
@station126week
October 11th - October 17th
Chimney Week
@chimneyweek
October 18th - October 24th
9-1-1 HalloWeek 2021
@911halloweek
October 25th - October 31st
TK Strand Week 2021
@tkstrandweek
November 7th - November 13th
#I missed Carlos and Eddie's weeks so I need a damn list now#you can tell me in my inbox or DMs if there's weeks to add here#this will stay pinned for a while#yes it's the damn cursed list that goes bigger every time you see it on your dash#fandom event 2021#I'm so sorry I missed some weeks
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[Reader Insert Masterlist.]
Here you can find a masterlist of all my writings. Everything is cross posted on my AO3. Currently, I am only writing for the 911 fandom.
♡ You can feel free to send in requests. Request Rules here.
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♡ Writing Events I’ve participated in: Madney Week 2021, 911 Pride Week 2021
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There’s been a lot of negativity in my fandoms lately so I’ve decided to start a Fic Rec Friday just to put some positivity out into the world and show some love to some really talented content creators. And probably no one deserves it more at the moment than the person I’m kicking it off with - @maddieandchimney. I’ll try to alternate my fandoms as much as possible each week, but for this week I want to highlight one of her Maddie Buckley Week 2021 fics.
Title - hold me in your dreams i won't be far away
Author - MaddieandChimney
Character/ship focus - Maddie Buckley, Madney
Word count - 2255 words
Summary - Day Three: “Just one more story, please.” + childhood or parenthood. Maddie knows there's a difference between bad parenting and parenting but how could she ever say no when her little girl asks her for one more story?
My notes -
- i jokingly say that i’m crying after a lot of fics but this one really did make me cry
- it’s such a beautiful moment between maddie and jee, it’s sweet but at the same it’s also incredibly introspective and reflective of maddie’s own childhood
- maddie has such a good understanding of maddie’s (heh) internal monologue
- all the fics in this series are worth a read but this one in particular is my favourite
- standout quote: "Just one more story before she’s too old to even want one story."
Link - https://archiveofourown.org/works/33471688
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madney week 2021; day one: “may i have this dance”+ fluff
Buck and Eddie’s wedding is nice. Really nice. There’s no disasters, no last minute emergencies, and Chim spends half the wedding crying for his two friends and the other half swooning over Maddie in her bridesmaids gown.
A beautiful emerald green dress that matched the married mens ties, a color that complimented Maddie’s dark brown hair and her glowing skin. Jee-Yun hadn’t been outfitted in the exact same color, but the sash around her waist was the same shining green. Buck had burst into tears when Jee toddled down the aisle, quiet possibly the cutest little flower girl LA had ever seen.
Maddie’s been busy most of the day, toasting and making speeches, keeping things running and fixing her makeup in the bathroom each time she bursts into happy tears.
Chim and Jee are taking a break from dancing, munching on cake, when he spots Maddie chatting with Karen.
“Jee-Yun.” The 3 year old looks at her father from her spot in his lap, mouth covered in vanilla frosting and cake crumbs.
“Cake!”
“I know little bear. But how about we go see if your mama wants to dance with us?”
Jee forgets the cake immediately, fork clattering to the floor as she claps her hands together. “Mama mama mama!”
Chim smiles, picking her up and resting her on his hip as they walk across the room. Jee loved him, he knew that, but she really really loved her mama. And if he’s honest, nothing made him happier.
Karen notices them first, waving and blowing Jee a kiss.
“Hi you two.”
“Hi Auntie Karen!”
Maddie turns to see them, relief flooding her face as she sees her daughter.
She stands, leaning in to kiss Chim gently before running a gentle hand through Jee’s hair.
“I’m sorry I’ve been so MIA. It’s a crazy day ya know?”
“Crazy but good,” Karen adds, and Maddie nods in agreement.
“Well if you still have any energy left from this crazy day, may I have this dance? Or more correctly-“ he gestures to Jee. “May we, have this dance?”
Jee claps her hands together, smiling her bright toothy grin. “Come dance mama!”
Maddie smiles, holding out her hand for Chim to take. He guides her out onto the dance floor, passing by a blissful looking Bobby and Athena. A slow song is just finishing, the end of ‘At Last’ peterring out through the speakers. Chim squeezes Maddie’s hand gently as he sets Jee-Yun down, her shiny new mary janes clicking against the dance floor.
The opening notes to ‘September’ start playing, and there’s laughter from guests as they get up from their chairs to join the dance floor, not wanting to miss the chance to groove to Earth Wind and Fire.
Jee starts bouncing up and down, her favorite dance move, and Chim and Maddie watch in delight as she does a spin in her dress, until she’s suddenly scooped up by slighty sweaty but happy looking Buck.
“There’s my girl!! Come on!”
Jee is whisked away by her uncle, laughter following them as Buck rocks them back and forth to the beat, dancing through the crowd. Maddie shakes her head as she laughs, allowing Chim to wrap his arm around her waist and pull her in close.
“Not exactly a slow song, is it?”
Chim chuckles, shaking his head as he gives Maddie room to spin under his arm.
“No, but I’ll take it.”
They spin and bop to the music, shaking their shoulders and almost bumping into who Chim thinks is Eddie’s parents, but truthfully he’s too caught up in watching Maddie dance to really tell.
He thinks this might be the first time she’s really gotten to dance all day, and it shows in the way she laughs and the way her hair bounces up and down, in how relaxed she looks for the first time all day.
It makes him want to kiss her, so he does.
And they keep kissing, long enough that someone passing by whistles at them (most likely Hen) and Chim just answers that by dipping Maddie right then and there.
When he pulls her back up and they part, Maddie’s flushed and smiling and Chim’s about to go in for another kiss when theres a tiny hand whacking him on the knee.
“Daddy and Mama! I wants to dance too!”
They both laugh, scooping her up between them and each pressing a kiss to her tiny cheeks.
Maddie takes her, holding her close and shimmying to the beat, Chim following suit and working on moves that he can only hope will embaress Jee in her teenage years.
They aren’t quiet there yet though. Today is for cake and love and laughter and dancing with your wife and your toddler. If you asked Chim, its pretty much perfect.
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Madney Week 2021: Body Party
Smut ahead. Read with caution.
Day Four: “Hey beautiful, are you single?” “We’ve been married for a year.” + fun
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The rays of the late afternoon sun glisten on the wide expanse of ocean, glittering and twinkling so bright that it would be blinding without the large-framed sunglasses perched on her nose. Everything is peaceful here. Howie had wanted to visit this little villa for so long. It’s always in high demand so scheduling had never been in their favor. They’ve always been too busy with work and the kids. Normally, by the time they were able to finally be together alone, it’s the end of the day and they’re exhausted. Maddie had made it her mission to surprise him with five blissful days of just the two of them because life, as wonderful as it is, had gotten in the way and they hadn’t been able to have a real honeymoon and she figured their first anniversary as a married couple was the perfect time for a getaway.
“Hey, beautiful, are you single?” she hears him next to her and she peeks an eye open. Chimney extends out yet another fruity cocktail he’s mixed up. His skin shines from the sunscreen and he’s deliciously golden, his abs emphasized by the past couple days of relaxing in the sunshine. His soft lips are against hers as he hands her the glass, and she can taste the alcohol and fruit on his lips.
“We’ve been married for a year,” Maddie playfully rolls her eyes when they part.
A year ago, had been the best day of their lives, perhaps only overshadowed by the births of their three children. It’s the longest they’ve ever been without their now prides and joys. But the Lees had offered a week of babysitting and who were they to deny themselves a real honeymoon. They had gotten married three months after their youngest son was born, the wedding had been planned and he, just like his sisters, had been a surprise.
“And yet, it feels like just yesterday you said, ‘I do’,” He grins at her. He’s so sweet, always has been. He makes her heart flutter still and she couldn’t be more grateful.
Those eyes of his, deep and commanding run down her posed body. His favorite color is red, and the scarlet bikini was carefully chosen so she would receive the exact look he’s giving her right now. The one that says he’s all hers and she’s all his and that he wants his hands all over her. He craves her, is crazy about her, and perhaps she had forgotten just how much in their busy life. But he’s reminded her every single day that they’ve been alone and he’s going to continue to do so for as long as they live.
He thinks she’s even more beautiful than he remembers her being all those years ago when he had set up her security system. Her skin is already tanner than it had been at the beginning of their vacation. The swimsuit emphasizes it and he think’s she looks as good as caramel drizzle.
“Take a dip with me,” he tugs at her hand and she’s happy to oblige, both of their drinks being placed on the small table.
The water is cool, and the sea breeze filters around them. They are weightless together, unencumbered by anything other than just being present with each other. For a few minutes they simply enjoy their close solitude, arms wrapped around each other as they float and bounce from one side of the pool to the other. His nose nuzzles her chin. Her hands run through his hair. The breeze of the ocean cools them while the beating of the late sunshine keeps them comfortably warm. Their kisses are slow, languid, and passionate.
The edge of the infinity pool leads right into the ocean. It’s truly beautiful, but it is no match for his wife. He thinks Maddie’s touch as his wife is just as new as it is familiar. It’s all made up in his head, but he’s more sensitive to her, every touch eliciting a chaotic whirlwind of primitive lust. Chimney kisses the base of her neck, his teeth nipping at her collarbone, and a shiver runs through her.
“The salty air turns you on, does it Mr. Han?”
His chuckle is low, and he presses against her thigh to show her just how aroused he is. She licks her lips, her hands tugging at his arms in what can only be called thinly veiled desperation. That’s all for her, Maddie thinks to herself. Had they not already been standing in the pool; she knows she’d be soaked already. If it were up to her and her constant impatience, he’d be buried inside of her at this very moment, but he wants to make this last because they’ve only got two more nights here in paradise and every moment, every bit of pleasure he can draw from her matters.
“Patience, Mrs. Han.”. Maddie figures she’ll never get over sharing his last name, of choosing to be his just like he chooses to be hers.
He has too much power over her. She’s known that for as long as they’ve had a romantic relationship. So, she wills her fingers to grasp his chin to make sure he pays attention to her and her only, a sneaky smile on her face. Their lips hover over each other, a ghost of a kiss just centimeters from connecting before she leans back and floats away from him. He groans at her teasing, his delayed reach for her hindered by the buoyancy of the water.
Her hands reach behind her back when she has his undivided attention, unclipping the clasps of the bikini top and letting the offending material fall away from her body to float above the water. Chimney’s eyes are practically vantablack in color. He’s frozen for a moment, his gaze focused on the tops of her breasts as they peek out above the water. All it takes is a raised brow for him to be back by her side, to have her pressed against the wall of the pool. His lips are against hers once more but no longer is it that soft, loving kiss of before. Chimney is filled with desire, lust, devotion, excitement, and he wants to show her just how much she affects him.
Maddie is so grateful they have no responsibilities for the first in so long. There’s nothing to worry about, nothing to plan. There is just him and her and them and they can touch and caress as much as they want to.
She looks so damn sexy, delectable really. His hands raise from the water, his digits testing the weight of her breasts along with the water. Her nipples hadn’t been this sensitive when they first started sleeping together. Her body has changed, though, and he’s learned every new lesson he needs to. Those talented fingers roll smooth circles around her nipple, the pink nub becoming erect from the indirect touch. Her lip is caught between her teeth as though she’s trying to stave off her moans that threaten to fall already.
“Excuse me, Mrs. Han,” he says, and she smiles at him.
“Yes, Mr. Han?” His own sly grin is enough to tell her exactly what’s on his mind though the hand against her ass and the other stroking her thigh under water were signs enough.
“I have some rules.”
She grunts in vaguely disguised annoyance mixed with euphoria because of course he has rules for her. It only means that he’s going to be relentless in their lovemaking which she welcomes despite the impending torture. Maddie hums to let him know she’s listening. His lips connect to one of her taut nipples and she has to focus on him, on his words, on his rules or else she’ll never last long.
He releases the nipple when her hand starts to tremble against his arm. Chimney looks her directly in the eyes saying, “I want to hear you. Every moan, every word, everything, Maddie Han. Do you understand me?”
She nods. But that won’t do, and he lets her know it won’t. Her breathing stutters before she can verbalize her understanding, his lips distracting her when he leans down to capture the neglected nipple. There’s no one around for miles, the villa being the perfect excluded vacation, so there’s no pressure to be quiet. There’s no one to complain or to make them feel embarrassed about how passionately loud they can be. There will be no knowing glances from strangers. There’s no need for hushed whimpers and sneaky touches. They are completely uninhibited by anything, and the thought alone gets her heart racing and her thoughts of what she’s going to do with him take a turn for the sexy.
Chimney’s lips release her nipple to find her lips, his hands tracing her curves under the water. Maddie’s never been good at keeping her focus on him when he touches her. Her skin sizzles and tingles and it makes no sense, but she can’t think when his hands are on her like this, sure and confident. Simultaneously, he reaches for her bikini bottoms, and she reaches for his swimming trunks, helping each other out of the offending material that floats far away from them, joining her discarded top. She opens for him easily as he slides a single digit between her folds. She’s so good at stroking him, but he’s better at distracting her. The guttural moan that falls from her lips breaks their kiss. Chinney’s deft fingers stroke between her lips with such agility that her own hand falters against his dick. He’s taking over as he always does, prioritizing her and her pleasure over his own, getting her head to swim like it’s in its own pool of water. He pushes her hand away, pins it back with his free one while her other clutches at his shoulder.
Underwater sex isn’t the greatest, but they’re so lost in one another that it doesn’t matter.
“You love this, don’t you,” he huffs into her ear. She can’t take that, the gruffness of his voice that drips with arousal as he talks her through it. She can’t listen to him because she won’t last long if she does. But that’s his entire purpose and they both know it. Maddie immediately needs more of him, much more. She nods her head, says yes against his cheek as he dips one finger inside of her, then another, enjoying the stretch of her around him. He sets the pace somewhere in the middle, not too slow and not too fast and she’s building just a quickly. The curl of his fingers inside her send sparks to the tips of her toes. There’s no stopping them now that they’ve started, there’s no going back until they are completely and utterly spent and exhausted. Maddie wishes she could give back the same intense feelings he’s giving her, but he’s content with her taking because she’s so beautiful and the sounds she makes are euphoric. He’s content with adding a third finger and curling them deep inside, feeling that rough patch of flesh against his fingertips that drives her absolutely wild. His voice is silky smooth as it reaches her ears, guiding her up and up the rollercoaster of pleasure. He lets her hand go in favor of wrapping his own around her thigh, lifting her leg. The angle of his thrusting fingers changes and that does the trick The new angle sends her over the edge, and she climaxes against his fingers, their bodies pressed as close as they could possibly be.
Her arms cross around his neck, the only thing keeping her standing is him and the bouncing of the water. Chimney is still so strong, the years of being a firefighter-paramedic keeping him in perfect shape though it would be easy to let himself go with a wife and three children. Her legs are around his waist in an instant, his lips attached to the valley of her breasts as he pushes against the tension of the water. He moves up the stairs out of the pool and places her back against the lounge chair. He’s not done yet. Chimney won’t be done with her until she’s incoherent and babbling. In no time, her legs are around his shoulder, his lips connected to her still pulsing center. She tastes of the chlorine and salt and the musk that is unique to Maddie and Maddie only. She is honey in a steaming hot cup of tea, scalding his tongue as he readily drinks every last drop of her.
She’s so beautiful, mouth open in a desperate but silent cry of lust. He wishes he could really see her while he tastes her. “Are you dying for me to touch you?”
“Ch-Ch-Chim,” she stutters out, hips still whining at the constant tugging of his mouth at her clit. Maddie knows he won’t stop until she releases against his tongue. but she longs for him to be inside of her right now. “Please…” is all she can get out as her head fogs with pleasure and her breath puffs out in gasps.
All she receives in turn is the vibrations of his chuckle against her pussy that sends her once again careening to an almost over stimulated point of pleasure. Their lips connect. The taste of her clings to his tongue, the smell of her to his beard and they’re intoxicating in a way that could never be compared to alcohol.
She still wants him two orgasms later though she’s tingly and sensitive. It blows her mind because he knows it too. Two orgasms and she’s ready for him to fill her and draw out a deeper sensation. Against her cheek she hears him ask, “You want me to fuck you?”
He has to ask it again because she’s somewhere else, somewhere that has her lightheaded and dizzy. He gets his answer when she whimpers, “Yes…”
He drags his dick along her slit and she’s so incredibly wet he can’t help but groan out “oh fuck.” Maddie’s laugh is weak. She absolutely loves the affect they have on each other. How they can bring each other pleasure with the simplest of touches and how it intensifies the longer they’re together. He teases up and down and up and down until he knows she can handle him fully. It takes a few minutes of soft grinding and whispered nothings, but eventually she nods that she’s ready for all of him.
His cock is pushed between her legs in one solid thrust that forces her to sharply inhale, her nails digging into his biceps. The stretch is just as delicious as it was years ago. He fills her perfectly, fully. She writhes and squirms, matching his movements stroke for stroke, and the pleasure is overwhelming. Every inch of him is inside of her and he’s not going to last long. She isn’t either. If she were on earth and not miles and miles away in her own pleasure, she’d tease him about the way he tries to focus on something other than her velvety walls. She’s so wet, so smooth, she drips around him.
“You’re desperate. So desperate.” She hears him say. And all she can respond with is gasps of air and meek little yeahs. He’s not going to get more than that, he knows, but he keeps going. “You like that don’t you? You like how good I fuck you.”
Her teeth sink into his shoulder, her nails carving long, scarlet welts in his back, and the sound she lets out is so guttural, so primal, he thinks he’s lost her to her pleasure. He knows her body so well. He hits all the right spots, his hips rolling in perfectly timed rhythm. Every thrust, every kiss to her neck, and she’s being brought closer and closer to the most intense release yet. Chimney is losing control right along with her. She doesn’t have to hold back; he doesn’t have to either. He groans between gritted teeth, accompanying the slap of their bodies against each other creating some type of sensual symphony. Those rough, calloused fingers pulse against her clit, the pleasure relentless.
“I’m gonna make you cum so hard, baby. Are you ready?” He knows she is, can tell by the way her walls squeeze and pulse around him. She can still manage her repetitive yeahs and they’re so needy, she’s so ready. Both of their bodies grow taut and suddenly everything is silent as their pleasure snaps and they climax together, their lips open in unison but no sound coming out as he spills inside of her.
He stays buried deep within her; his kisses still being placed to any portion of skin his lips can meet. Chimney knows she loves to feel the weight of him in these afterglow moments, the closeness, the intimacy. They lay together for a beat, simply breathing each other in and catching their breath. Eventually they’ll move, part from each other, and go back inside, but they’ll never grow tired of each other. Not after one year, not after one hundred years.
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This was shorter than I wanted it to be but here we go 🤷♀️ @madneyweek
https://archiveofourown.org/works/31505984/chapters/77937419
#jennifer love hewitt#911onfox#madney#jlh#911 on fox#howie han#chimney han#fanfic#Madney week 2021#madneyweek2021
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He takes one of the last two empty seats in the auditorium, grateful that he wasn't the last one in but cheeks still flushed with the knowledge that he was late. It wasn't his intentions, especially not when he had been trying so hard to manage all of his college work on top of his part time job, but he had been invited to a fraternity party by Kevin and he wasn't going to turn it down when it was meant to be one of the best ones to kick off the year with. Besides, it was the start of his second year of college and by now, he's almost certain that the professor doesn't care if he's early or not, because he always managed to catch up and scrape good grades in every assignment despite having been predicted to drop out before this time last year. He had taken his mother's passing hard and he certainly wasn't expecting himself to even be accepted into this college, but when he received his letter, he sure as hell wasn't going to allow himself to take this opportunity for granted, especially not when he had been granted a scholarship.
Today however, nobody in the lecture seems to be paying that much attention, not even their professor and it doesn't take him long to see why when she walks through the door, her head down and face red as she makes her way over to the only empty seat remaining - directly next to him. She's absolutely stunning, with long chocolate curls that she flips back over her shoulders before deciding against it and pulling them back to cover her face slightly, and the biggest and brightest eyes he has ever seen, the same colour as her hair. It doesn't take him long to deduce she's the new transfer from Pennsylvania, not when he hasn't seen her around campus before and she's certainly the type of girl that he would notice, and judging by the way that everyone around them keeps glancing towards her, he's not the only one who would have noticed her. There's just a special something that lingers in the air surrounding her and it's intoxicating, almost like a magnetic pull that draws him towards her and it's as she finally looks up and towards him that he wonders if she feels it too. It's the first time he allows himself to truly look at her, taking into account the distant look in her eyes and the sad smile on her face, questioning whether he should actually say something to her.
"Do you believe in love at first sight?"
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For Madney Week 2021 Day Three Edit Prompt: Favourite Scene/Episode
03x04: Triggers -- The Resolution Scene
Chosen by @theyarnmaidstale
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He felt like shit and for him to say that was saying something. The last month or so hadn't been the best and if he's being honest, it's the least he deserves after all that's happened, it's the least he deserves for bringing Doug back into Maddie's life and almost getting them both killed. Perhaps part of him would find this all easier if she blamed him like he blamed himself, but he knew her well enough and she would never do that, she was the one blaming herself and it killed him everytime he heard from Buck just how much she was putting on herself. Neither of them had deserved what had happened, neither of them deserved any of the pain they had experienced over the course of their life, but here they were and of course this was happening to him.
Thankfully, he had managed to finish his shift without anyone noticing him appearing unwell and in all honesty, he couldn't wait to get home and curl up on the couch, wrapping himself up tightly in his favourite blanket. It had been his main item of comfort over the last month since returning home from the hospital, twice the size of him and a white and grey pattern to match his couch, and it had been Maddie that had gifted it to him for Christmas when they had spent the holiday together. Even back then, he had no idea what he had done to earn her trust or friendship and he still has no idea why she still talks to him. He had been the one to befriend her husband (unknowingly, but still), he had been the one so desperate for friends outside of the 118, he had been the one to openly discuss Maddie and their status to her husband without second thought, and he had led the man straight to her when she had taken every precaution to avoid that. Hell, he had been the one to set up her motion sensors and security cameras and he had comforted her through enough panic attacks to know just how petrified she had been about being found.
So, to him, a little flu is the least he deserves after all he had done.
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It had been a whole six years to the day since something exactly like this had happened to people that he knew and cared about, and perhaps if he wasn't laughing right now, he would be crying. Everything about this whole situation was just ironic, especially when he had found out what had happened from a person unaffected by the incident, and he couldn't help but at least be slightly grateful that nobody had been injured or worse.
His day had started off relatively normal, waking up to Maddie, Jee and Jung making him breakfast before she left to take the kids to school and drop round the firehouse to 'go and see Buck'. He knew that she had been planning something for his birthday but didn't want to spoil the surprise, especially not when he had seen the pure excitement on her face as she had kissed him goodbye and rushed out of the door; besides, Buck would likely give something away unintentionally. So, he had decided to make the most of having an empty house and finally get some of the painting he had kept putting aside done, decorating the guest bedroom that they had yet to make a start on. It had been just over an hour later when he had received the call from his captain, asking for him to come round the fire station and pick up the Buckley siblings, and he knew then that something must have happened.
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It had been a good day, one of her first in a while and it was starting to appear as if there was a light at the end of the tunnel, as if there was some hope for a better life. She had officially been diagnosed with postpartum depression months ago, being sent to therapy and all of these counselling sessions and it had been exhausting, but she didn't want to take the meds. Not yet, not unless something big or drastic was to knock her backwards on the road to recovery. And it appears as if that's the last thing that should be on her mind right now, because he's here and he hasn't told her why, but she can only begin to imagine.
By now she should know that happiness is merely temporary. By now she should be able to distinguish that any and all good days will eventually be followed by some set-back or hurdle that seems impossible to cross. It never seemed to end, but surely there had to be...some rule saying that there was only so much a person could go through before it's too much. And she had thought that she had reached that point.
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It’s the crying that kills her the most.
The doctors say that it's colic, but you'd think after eight years of being an ER nurse and a further two as a 911 dispatcher that she'd be able to differentiate her daughter's normal cries between ones filled with pain. Yet that's all she can hear; her daughter crying in pain and she knows that it isn't always the case but it's following her everywhere she goes and she can't escape from it. It's the first thing she hears when she wakes up, it's the last thing she hears when she goes to bed, it's all she hears during the day and she just wants to know if some things are more genetic and hereditary than others.
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