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Napping - Will Halstead

Requested: yes

Word count: 664

Warnings: none

A/n: I want him to hold me like that.

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The weekends were like a sacred oasis, the only time you and Will really had time to just… be. You could sleep in, go out. Personally the two of you were fond of going for runs in the morning before getting a nice breakfast.

After that was usually just whatever one or the other of you wanted to do, if anything and then you ended up back at home. Today, after going to the fair that was being held in the park, you and Will got home, the latter of you two falling onto the couch.

“I can’t believe you spent $30 on a plushie.” The red haired man shook his head slightly, tucking his hands behind his head as he looked up at you.

In your defense it was a big plushie and you really liked sharks so it was worth it. Teasingly you tossed the big plushie at him, hitting him in the chest. “First of all, his name is Winston. Second of all, I love him,” You pointed at Will as he looked over the grey shark.

With a smile he held his hands up in defeat, “Alright, alright. If you love Winston so do I,” he gave the stuffed animal a tight hug before gently placing it on the back of the couch, holding his arms open to you. “But I love you more so come here.”

His use of tight grabby hands made you laugh, letting your hair fall loose before moving to lay on his. “I’m here, now what,” You teased, poking his side lightly.

He did the same thing back, a smile breaking onto his face when you squirmed. “Now I hold onto you,” Will mumbled, running his hand up your back.

“Why don’t we go lay down in beeed, it’ll be comfier,” you questioned, pressing a soft kiss to his chest. Will hummed faintly, tracing imaginary details across your clothed back.

He glanced down, a smile on his face, “Cause this is comfortable. And you get to be on me,” He shrugged faintly. If there was one thing he loved it was the weight of you on top of him.

Not in a sexual way, but something about having your chest directly on his and feeling your heart against him just made him feel content.

And sure you could do that in bed, could lay on him but that would inevitably end with one of you guys on the other side of the bed since neither of you stayed still while sleeping.

So the couch was his way of making sure you stayed on him. “Fine, you’re lucky you make a good pillow,” You mumble, jokingly annoyed as you placed your head to his chest.

Something about hearing it beat made your face warm, adoring the closeness you had to him. “I like being your pillow,” Will murmured, his eyes closed as he continued to move his hand across your back.

Your own hand went under your chin, tucking into yourself as Will’s other arm lightly went to your side, hand just barely pressing to your side.

His hands on you brought you immense comfort, like the love he had for you was being transferred through his pores and into you. And maybe it was.

If Will Halstead was one thing, it was head over heels in love. And the cuddling at certified nap time was enough proof of that. You didn’t even mind that he fell asleep first. Everytime.

It gave you the opportunity to gaze at him without him realizing and without him making some sort of joke when he caught the look you were giving him.

And Will was peaceful when he slept. His eyelashes flush to his face, a relaxed look and aura coming from his entire body. Everything felt so calm. And the steady heartbeat and breaths of the man you adored always managed to lull you to sleep as well.

Just waiting to wake up later and have dinner together.

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Distance - Will Halstead x Reader

Trigger Warning: Mention of child death (case related)

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“Did you enjoy it?”

The question had been intentionally spiteful. Will remembered the wounded look in your eyes as he asked it. The conversation had taken a downward turn after that.  In the end you’d sensed you were getting nowhere and abruptly hung up.

He didn’t bother calling you back. You wouldn’t answer until you’d both had time to calm down. You weren’t as hot headed as him. You knew the two of you would get into it and with all that distance between you, it could be the thing that destroyed your entire relationship.

He hated himself for asking that question, for intentionally riling you. Out of everybody in this world you were the one person he had complete faith in, and he knew that Reilly’s kiss had come as a complete shock to you. The problem was it hadn’t been for him.

“Reilly finally made a move on her.” Will forced himself to spit the words out before he took a slug of his beer and set it back on the bar.

Jay said nothing. The two of them had talked about this, a couple of weeks back. It had been hard for Will to express how he felt about your assignment in New York. He told people you were fine, the two of you keeping in contact, talking most nights but the truth was things were far more complicated.

When Jay had asked, Will hadn’t had the mental bandwidth to tell anymore lies. It had all come pouring out, the missed Skype calls, the ones you did make you looked absolutely exhausted. He was worried, more than worried but you refused to listen to him. You were fine, you told him. The two of you had been together long enough for Will to know when you were lying.

Jay hadn’t told Will he was being paranoid when he showed him the photographs that you had sent him, the ones taken with Detective Reilly outside of work hours. It was in the way the other man smiled at you, the way his hand always seemed to linger with a familiarity that Will missed. He had known as time went by that Reilly’s feelings had changed. Being in your proximity how could he not.

He had never told you; he had managed to keep the jealousy at bay during the months you had been away. He knew that you and he were entirely committed to one another and upon talking to Jay he realised that feeling he had had when he looked at those photographs hadn’t been jealousy at all, it was envy. He was envious that the other man was in your presence, that he had your attention, that he could actually reach out and touch you.

It was the powerlessness of the situation that had driven him to Molly’s today. Helplessness that had made him lash out with a sharp tongue when you’d told him Reilly had kissed you. He had been hurt by the revelation despite the fact he had known that it was coming.

“I miss her Jay.” Will found himself confiding. “I’m worried she’s losing herself, that she’s slipping away.”

“We both know how much Mika’s death messed her up.” Jay reminded him, tilting his head so he could read the profile of Will’s downcast features.

It was true, they had both seen the way that you had shut down after you found four-year-old Mika Collins tucked away in a chest freezer, in some pervert’s basement. You had held out hope for that child, he was the one you thought you could get to in time…

Instead, he had been brutalised so badly that he had died from his injuries and been left on ice until his ‘owner’ could decide what to do with him. It wasn’t the worst one they had come across during that case, but it had been the one that had broken you.

You hadn’t been able to sleep after that, you picked at your meals and spent long days and nights at the precinct putting everything you had into locating the man you deemed responsible for Mika’s death, the person who had orchestrated the whole thing The Broker.

When he had disappeared off your radar, it had devastated you and it was then that Will had suggested that you took the time to see a counsellor. It had been helping, he thought. You had started to take joy in the little things again, sleeping better, eating properly. He had seen the essence of you begin to reappear again…

And then Intelligence had found that website and you had fallen apart all over again. They’d traced it to an IP in New York, Bronx SVU was already on the case. They welcomed any insight they could get.

Will had known you would go, and he hadn’t tried to stop you. You were dogged, determined, you would have to see this case through to the very end. Over the past couple of weeks though he had seen your old habits creeping through. He knew you were having nightmares; he could see it in the dark circles that underlined your eyes.  You had lost weight.

He could feel you slipping away from him all over again and it scared the living hell out of him. Back home, he could see those signs, reassure you and support you. They had a network of people to help including Jay and the rest of the team you worked with, people who had a vested interest in making sure you stayed healthy. In the New York you had no one.

“What happens if she doesn’t catch him this time?” Will found himself asking the question he’d been fighting to avoid confronting over the past two months. “Where does it end?”

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53.   And you try to remember that there’s no way you could ever be friends

5 or more with Will please?

“I don’t understand.” Will stated as he stood before you in a hotel room fifteen miles away from Chicago Med, his hands resting on his hips as he looked at you with those whiskey-coloured eyes. “Why are you being like this?”

You tilted his head up towards him, drinking in the sight of him. His curls were wild and unruly, falling across his handsome features in a way that made you want to run your hands through them all over again. He was fastening his watch back onto this wrist, as you shrugged into your jacket.

The scent of sex hung in the air; the sheets tousled from the afternoon you had spent tangled up in one another.

“Because I am terrified of losing you.” You told him honestly. “I’m terrified that this is the last time I’ll ever get to be with you.”

There was a silence between the two of you. Will’s mouth clamped into a grim line as he twisted his head away from you as if he couldn’t stand the sight of you anymore. There was so much hanging in the silence between you and the fact that Will would rather leave those words unspoken cut through like worse than any surgeon’s blade ever could.

You snatched up your bag from the armchair before heading towards the door. You paused for the briefest of moments as your hand came to rest upon the brass doorknob.

“You’re the one that started this.” You reminded him. “And you’re the one getting married in a fortnight. You’re the one that gets to pretend that this never happened and I’m the one that gets to live with it.”

Will said nothing as you closed the door quietly behind you, stepping out of his life once and for all. You should have known that with your history, there was no way that the two of you could ever be friends.

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WITSEC Part 1: Got You - Will Halstead x Reader

Hi guys! I finally caught up on Season 4 of Chicago Med and now I am starting series about the aftermath of Will’s time in WITSEC. 

This is a Prequel to my Muffled Screams series.

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The tang of copper was in Will’s mouth, he could taste the blood on his tongue as he stared down at Tim’s body, his own chest heaving.

Tim, the guy he had known from around the block. Tim, the man he had grown up with, Tim who had forced a gun into his face, who had been about to pull the trigger.

His shirt clung to him, sticky with the other man’s life force. It was on his face, in his hair. He couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t fucking breathe. A hand enclosed on his shoulder, he jolted away, colliding with the wall before his gaze came to rest on you.

You were already holstering your gun. The letters CPD glaring white across your bulletproof vest, reflecting in the florescence high above you.

“Will.”

The way you said his name. It reminded him of late nights in your apartment, the scent of spring in his nose as he made love to you in the darkness. Stolen kisses and exploratory fingertips. His hands in your hair as he looked into your eyes and told you that he loved you, that he loved you more than life itself.

In that moment he forgot that the two of you had ended things, that he was supposed to be marrying another woman. He wanted to tell you, that it was you he had been thinking about when he stared down the barrel of Tim’s gun. Not Natalie.

His hands were in your hair again, his thumbs caressing the blush of your cheeks. He was trembling, his entire body vibrating as he clutched you close, inhaling the very essence of you. He knew that he was safe. That despite the fact he hadn’t laid eyes on you in two years, he was still stupidly, desperately in love with you.

“I got you.” You whisper as he chokes out a sob into your shoulder. It breaks your heart hearing that noise, knowing that his whole world is collapsing around his head. Your fingers comb through his unruly curls as he buries his face into the curve of your throat. You can feel his tears on your skin, hot and wet, bleeding into the collar of your shirt.

“Don’t worry Will.” You murmur into his hairline and holding him close. “I’ve got you.”

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Ah classic Will ‘Ima do it anyway!’ Halstead 😂

5 sentences or more? Will and

"it's not okay! it's never gonna be okay!" ? I know just wrote some but your turn

"it's not okay! it's never gonna be okay!" You shouted, running a hand through your hair in frustration as you turned to look at him. “You are working an unsanctioned injection site; you could use your licence and that is the best case scenario.”

“I can’t sit back and do nothing.” He snapped as he jabbed his finger at the double doors behind you. “I helped facilitate this crisis, these people need help…”

“And you’re the one to help them?” You retorted. “Jesus fucking Christ Will, I should be arresting you, do you understand your making me complicit in this?”

“I didn’t ask you to follow me.” He reminded you, crossing his arms over his chest. “You’ve made it clear you don’t trust me.”

You gestured at the building beside you with your hand.

“Apparently with good fucking reason.”

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What I Have Been Working On Today:

No More – Santiago ‘Pope’ Garcia – Rough Draft - Santi expects you to fall back in line upon his return.

Kismet – Connor Rhodes– Connor believes in fate. – Booked In

Complicated – Connor Rhodes– The aftermath of the ep ‘Never Let You Go’ – Booked In

Intoxication – Baron Zemo – The Baron finds you intoxicating. (NSFW) – Booked In

WITSEC Will Part 3 – You and Natalie discuss Will after a workplace injury – 2nd Draft

Have You Ever Been In Love – Horacio Carrillo – It started with a smile and a song – Rough Draft

No Title – Mike Duarte – Prequel to Hush – You find out how much of an asshole Mike can really be – Rough Draft