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Non-Romantic Song Recommendations
familial/platonic- the lyrics are relatively generic; family or friends
child love- perspective of a child to a guardian
grandchild love- perspective of a grandchild to a grandparent
parental love- perspective of a guardian to a child
sibling love- perspective of a sibling to a sibling
lyrics can tweak platonic- the lyrics are explicitly romantic in nature but can become generic with tweaking
romantic video- the official music video is explicitly romantic in nature; lyric music videos are usually less romantic
(This is my favorite familial/platonic song) Tracy Chapman (familial/platonic): The Promise - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p-nqzwIvnZ0
Andrew Gold: Thank You for Being a Friend (familial/platonic)
Andy Grammer: Don't Give Up on Me (lyrics can tweak platonic)
A Great Big World: I Will Always Be There (familial/platonic)
Al Kasha, Joel Hirschhorn, Michael Lloyd: Love Survives (familial/platonic)
Alison Krauss: Baby Mine (parental love)
Alison Krauss: When You Say Nothing at All (familial/platonic)
Anthony Gonzalez: Proud Corazon (child love)
Avicii: Hey Brother (sibling love)
Ben E. King: Stand By Me (familial/platonic)
Bette Midler: Wind Beneath my Wings (child love, familial/platonic)
Bill Withers: Lean on Me (familial/platonic)
Billy Joel: Just the Way You Are (lyrics can tweak platonic)
Billy Joel: Lullabye (Goodnight, My Angel) (parental love)
Boyz 2 Men: Mama (child love)
Brendan Shine: A Mother's Love's a Blessing (child love)
Celtic Woman: Danny Boy (sibling love)
Christina Perri: A Thousand Years (romantic video, lyrics can tweak platonic)
Crosby, Stills, and Nash: Teach Your Children (child love, parental love)
Cyndi Lauper: True Colors (familial/platonic)
Dan Fogelberg: Leader of the Band (child love)
Diamond Rio: One More Day (familial/platonic)
Diana Ross: If We Hold On Together (familial/platonic)
Dionne Warwick: That's What Friends are For (familial/platonic)
Donna Lewis: At the Beginning (romantic video, lyrics can tweak platonic)
Gabriella Flores, Gael Garcia Bernal: Remember Me (child love, parental love)
Imagine Dragons: I Bet My Life (child love)
Jim Croce: I'll Have to Say I Love You in a Song (lyrics can tweak platonic)
Jim Croce: Time in a Bottle (parental love)
Josh Groban: You Raise Me Up (familial/platonic)
Katy Perry: Unconditionally (romantic video, familial/platonic)
Kenny Loggins: Return to Pooh Corner (parental love)
Lionel Richie: Angel (familial/platonic)
Luther Vandross: Dance with My Father (child love)
Marvin Gaye, Tammi Terrell: Ainât No Mountain High Enough (lyrics can tweak platonic)
Mary Chapin Carpenter: Grow Old Along with Me (lyrics can tweak platonic)
Melissa Wasserman: Twenty Two (sibling love)
Miranda Lambert: Over You (familial/platonic)
Miranda Lambert: The House That Built Me (child love)
OK Go: I Won't Let You Down (familial/platonic)
Phil Collins: You'll Be in My Heart (parental love)
Phillip Phillips: Gone Gone Gone (familial/platonic)
Phillip Phillips: Home (familial/platonic)
Porter Robinson: Shelter (child love)
Queen: Youâre My Best Friend (familial/platonic)
Rachel Platten: Better Place (familial/platonic)
Rachel Platten: Stand by You (familial/platonic)
Randy Newman: You've Got a Friend in Me (familial/platonic)
Regina Spektor: The Call (familial/platonic)
Rod Stewart: Forever Young (parental love)
Sarah Mclachlan: I Will Remember You (romantic video, lyrics can tweak platonic)
Savage Garden: I Knew I Loved You (romantic video, lyrics can tweak platonic)
Shania Twain: Forever and Always (romantic video, lyrics can tweak platonic)
Sick Puppies: All the Same (romantic video, lyrics can tweak platonic)
Sting: Fields of Gold (lyrics can tweak platonic)
Swedish House Mafia: Don't You Worry Child (child love, parental love)
Taylor Swift: marjorie (grandchild love)
Taylor Swift: Safe and Sound (familial/platonic)
Vienna Teng: Lullaby for a Stormy Night (parental love)
Will Smith: Just the Two of Us (parental love)
#Notes by Nikki#music#recommendations#lists#long post#aromantic#asexual#aroace#acearo#aro positivity#asexual positivity#family#friends#platonic love#familial love#child love#parental love#guardian love
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I saw in a Psych2Go post this question:
If I asked you to name the people you love, how long will you say yourself?
And I quickly answered:
Dead last, I am below Sidney Crosby, and Sidney Crosby is below Marc-Andre Fleury.
That is the truth!
My top three are non-negotiables, they will always have that top three spots, so does 4 and 5. 6 is an admission I didn't think I will do, but apparently I am always going to be not over him even if he had hurt me numerous times this year (it's February) alone. 7 is Marc-Andre Fleury also another non-negotiable unlike number 6 where I can move him up or down but Fleury will always be in my Top 10. Then Sidney Crosby, Evgeni Malkin, Phil Brooks, Dave Bautista, Brock Lesnar, John Cena, Randy Orton, Kenny Omega, Riho, Kris Letang, AJ Mendez, Melina Perez, Rafael Silva (Carlos Reyes), Oliver Starkk, Scott Eastwood, Rainier Lucero, China Villanueva, Wati Villanueva, Sieg Crucillo, the rest of my Villanueva cousins, the rest of my Serrano cousins, my Aunts on both sides of the family, my Uncles on both sides of the family, my grandparents (may they all rest in peace), Alilei Suzanne Lising, Apollo Zeus Lising (my lil godling), Joyce Naga, the Creative Hearts, the rest of the UPB Boys, the rest of the O'Mac family (the family born from my imagination), Axi Layog, John Edward Layog...they are all above me but it depends upon the day where they will sit in order.
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Dead Donât Return
An old âfriendâ of Kennyâs is seemingly the suspect in the current case but her bosses have turned against her and set people who were once her friends after her. Characters â Kenny, Reader, Hana, Jesse Word Count â 1.8k.
âKenny you look like youâve saw a ghost.â Jesse said, everyone turned to look at him as he stepped close to the screen. âCan you rewind it please?â Kenny asked, Hana looked to Jesse who nodded. They watched as everything was placed backwards before Hana pressed play again. Everyone focused on the woman, around about Kennyâs age effortlessly take down five men. âPause it.â Kenny said, the image froze, the woman had blood staining her top and her face was bruised. âThat is Y/N.â Kenny said pointing at the image, clenching his jaw. âY/N?â Hana quizzed, Kenny looked over his shoulder at them. âMy best friend growing up we did everything together.â He said, turning back to the screen. âIs she capable of doing this?â Jesse asked. âWe did everything together boss,â Kenny said, âSchool, army, police training and then-â âThen what?â Hana asked gently. âShe disappeared, went on a case and didnât return.â He explained. âDead?â Hana asked, Kenny shrugged his shoulders and turned back to the blurry image of you. âEveryone believed that, her body hadnât been found but-â âWhat case was she working?â Jesse asked, Kennyâs face twisted before shaking his head. âI donât know, she ended up with the UCâs.â Kenny informed him, he nodded before Hana typed away on her computer. âHow long ago did she disappear?â Jesse asked. âClose to five years now.â He said, Jesse nodded before Hana made a noise that made them look at her. âWhat have you found.â Jesse asked. âThe report says that Y/N was working a case with the local drug dealers.â He said, bringing your old files up.
âY/N.â Kenny said, holding both his hands up. You looked shocked over the edge of gun, you jaw clenching. âKenny, I almost killed you.â You breathed out, lowering the gun as he slowly lowered his hands. âWhat the hell are you doing here?â You asked, quickly pulling him in before shutting the door, shoving your shoulder against it before sliding the heavy lock along. âYouâre wanted.â He said, you didnât pay any attention to him as you walked back over to the window, pushing the curtain to the side and looking out. âI know.â You replied, he narrowed his eyes. âNo, my team and the local cops are after you. They think you killed they five men.â He informed you, you looked back at him. âKilled?â You asked, letting go of the curtain. âThe ones at the apartment.â He said, you titled your head before before pulling your lip between your teeth. âI didnât kill them, when I left they were still breathing.â You told him, his brows dropped quickly. You pulled the curtain out again before the lights of a car reflected as it pulled into the parking lot. âYou need to leave now Kenny.â You told him, watching as they climbed out the car, slamming the doors shut. âWhy?â He asked, you continued to watch the men cheek their weapons, looking at each other before they gestured and marched their way open. âBecause my past is coming back to haunt me, and I canât have you tangled up in it.â You informed him, pulling the gun out from your waist and walked over to door. Kenny looked at you before he placed a hand on your shoulder. âWhat are you talking about?â He asked, you looked between him and the window, the loud stomping filled the corridor. âThat case I went on? The one where everything assumed that I turned to the other side or died because I didnât show up?â You asked him, he nodded again as you took a deep breath. âMy Captain, heâs behind it all.â You said, âthis big bad guys that everyone goes for, is the Captain.â âWhat are you on about?â He asked you. âEl Diablo, isnât some scum drug dealer, itâs Captain George Foley.â You said. âYouâve been trying to take him down?â Kenny said, you slowly nodded. âJust as much as heâs been trying to take me down.â You added. âI know people that can help you.â Kenny stated, you shook your head. âDo you trust them?â You quizzed, nodding straight away. âOf course I do.â He stated, then your head whipped around, the makeshift alarm you had set dinged. âDo you have a gun on you?â You asked him, his brows dripped as he looked at you. âNo.â He replied. âWell hide then.â You informed him, aiming the gun at the door. âWhat?â He asked. âKenny in about ninety seconds there will be a group of men barging through that door, guns blazing.â You warned him. âWhy?â He questioned, you rolled your eyes at him. âYou really do ask a lot of questions, use your brain.â You told him, tapping the side of your head as you slowly walked to the side of the door.
âGuys, I would like you to meet Y/N Y/L/N.â Kenny said, they looked at each other as you raised your bloody hand. âWhy isnât she in cuffs?â Ivan asked, Kennyâs head whipped to him and your went to reach up and touch his arm but then your saw the blood, and clenched your fist before raising your leg and touched the back of his calve. âHeâs right Kenny.â âNo, you just fought for your life Iâm no-â âIâm assuming youâre his boss.â You said, turning to the older gentlemen that was resting against the make shift kitchen in the van, he looked at you and nodded. âWould you like to put me in cuffs, I am spread across your screen.â You asked him, gesturing to the computer screen sat in front of the woman you age, she gave you an apologetic smile. âWhy doesnât Hana take you to get cleaned up, then we can discuss what weâre going to do.â He said, you nodded. The woman behind the computers, Hana, stood up and your rolled her, keeping your hands close to yourself so you didnât touch anything. She guided you to the bathroom and pushed the door open, you stepped in and stopped. âIâll need your help.â You told her, she raised an eyebrow. âI canât get my top off.â You explained, her face relaxed and she entered quickly and you lifted the shirt off as much as you can before she took over, the gasp that left her when the shirt was up to your head confirmed your suspicions that you were bruising badly. âWhat happened to you?â She asked, you turned to her. âNothing, and donât tell Kenny.â You quickly said, she left her bathroom and reappeared a minute later with a hoodie, handing it to you. âY/N.â âNo,â you winced as your jerked a hand outwards, âI need this interview to go as quick as possible and then Iâm leaving, I canât let you get involved with the demons chasing me.â You told her, she pressed her lips together. âKenny will realises that your hiding something.â You pulled on the hoodie, the soft fabric felt rough against your multicoloured back. âGentlemen, ladies-â you froze when your heard the person speaking, Hana looked at you as your slowly made your way over to the door and cracked it open, looking out to see him. âY/N?â You quickly raised your finger to your lips, causing her to stop. âDo you have a pen?â You asked her, she nodded and pulled it out her back pocket and passed it to you. You pulled the lid off with your teeth, grabbing Hanaâs arm, quickly scribbling down an email address and password, before placing the lid back on and handing it to her. Just as there was a knock at the door, your eyes widened as you turned to it before looking Hana in the eyes. âHide this and when he leaves, check this.â You pointed at the markings, then to the window as she rolled the sleeves down. âIâm sorry, Iâll expIain when itâs done.â You said, her brows dropped, âIâm sorry.â You apologised again before you reached behind your for the soap dispenser and hit it off her head, confusing her enough fro you to move to eh window and use your elbow to smash it. Nothing caring as you placed a hand on the edge, the sharp glass cutting your palm and you landed on the cement and took off running. âHana?â Ivan called out, breaking the door as she moved over to the window and watched your retreating figure disappear. âIâm fine.â âYou let her go?â The man, Hana looked at the older gentlemen that had freaked you out. âWho are you?â She asked, he glared at her before pulling his phone out. âThis is Captain George Foley.â Kenny stated, as moved next to her.
âPut the weapon down.â They all shouted, Foley looked at you before quickly turning, raising his hands. âShe did it, I tried to stop her.â He said, acting his best. âGeorge Foley, lower the weapon.â Jesse said. âBut-â âYouâre under arrest for the murder of Jessica Smith, Andre Henderson, Hunt Jacobson and Daniel Saleem.â Jesse said, Foley went to lower the weapon before he quickly turned, placing it under your chin as you titled your head back it resting on his shoulder as he gripped you tightly. âDonât.â He warned, everyone froze as they watched him press the gun tighter into your chin but you didnât flinch. âIt was this bitches fault anyway.â He snarled in your ear, you swallowed as his nose pressed against your cheek. âAll she had to do was turn the other way, or take the money.â He told them, giving him a notice immediately, your eyes flicked open before you looked at Kenny who was already watching you. âWe saw the files but I think we all know that Y/N, wouldnât do that.â Kenny said, holding eye contact with you. âAre you sure about that, the media sees her as a cop killer.â Foley stated, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath. âMaybe but growing up with her, I know that she doesnât do anything without having back up.â Kenny explained, your eyes snapped open again and he gave you a stiff nod. âWhat back up? The ââ he was cut off when you suddenly dropped to your knees, the weight of you caused him to bend over before you pulled him over your shoulder, with the arm that he had tightly wrapped around you. His back connected with the floor and he let out a grunt before you unwrapped the arm from you and stood up, twisting the gun out of his grip before pointing it at him. âYou wouldnât do it.â He stated, you pursed your lips and nodded, removing the mag from the gun and dropped them. âI would but I think I would prefer to see you rot behind bars for the rest of your life.â You told him, worry crossed his face before he put the brave face on again.
#Kenny crosby x reader#reader x kenny Crosby#kenny crosby imagines#kenny crosby#fbi#fbi most wanted#reader x fbi most wanted#fbi most wanted x reader#fbi most wanted imagines
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Mobsterâs Daughter
Mobsterâs Daughter
Kenny Crobsy x Reader
Y/N was not used to working with a team. She spent most of her career as a UC with the Organized Crime Unit. After nearly ten years, Y/N put in a transfer to the fugitive recovery unit. She wanted something new, something that didnât remind her of her childhood. She knew that working with a team meant forming close bonds with people, but she didnât expect to fall in love. When she meant Kenny Crosby, the communication specialist with anger issues, it was like the world stilled. It was almost like how the wolves in Twilight describe imprinting.Â
They had started dating only three months after she joined the team, and disclosed it to their unit chief. Jess just said that they needed to keep it professional at work, or he was going to have to transfer one of them. Y/N had spoken with him privately, telling him if anything happens to transfer her not Kenny. That had surprised him, but he agreed.
She had been with the unit for almost a year, when her old unit chief called her--- needing her for a very important case. Her fatherâs case..Y/Nâs father had walked out on her and her mother when she was 4 years old to run the Russo Crime Family. Though Y/Nâs mother, Ivy, was embarrassed and hurt, she never lied to Y/N about who her father was. He would send money for her schooling and presents on her birthday, and Christmas, but he didnât know anything about her or her future. He didnât know that she had joined the FBI as she had changed her last name to her motherâs maiden name.Â
Things were getting out of control with the Russo Family, so she needed to stop them. She just didnât know how to tell Kenny, so she took the easy way out and broke up with him.
Y/N paced in front of his door, waiting for him to open up. â...Iâm sorry, but I canât do this anymore..â she muttered, trying to find the proper words.Â
She jumped as the door opened, âKenny!â she squealed, clenching her chest.
He laughed, leaning against the door frame. âYou musta been thinking really hard.â
She shot him a glare. âAre you going to let me in?â She pushed his chest playfully, hoping that she was playing off her anxiety.Â
He grinned, stepping aside so that she could come in. Y/N looked around, noticing that he was probably using his day off to clean his apartment. âDo you want anything to drink?â He asked, shutting the door.Â
Y/N shook her head, âNo, I am good. I canât stay for long, gotta meet my mom for lunch. I just stopped by to see if my gray cardigan was here, I canât seem to find it..â She chickened out. She couldnât break up with him.Â
Kenny look around, noticing it hanging off the back of his recliner. âHere you go,â he picked it up, âbut you are going to have to work for it.â He held it above her head.Â
She rolled her eyes, moving to give him a kiss. As he leaned down, Y/N jabbed him in the stomach-- which caused him to double over. She pulled it from his grasp, quickly pecking his cheek. âNice try.â She whispered in his ear, quickly turning to leave.
He gasped, âNot so fast.â He wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her off the ground.
Y/N squealed, disregarding the cardigan. âKenny!â
He laughed loudly, spinning her around. âThat was so underhanded! I didnât think that you had it in you.â He spun her around in his arms so that he could look into her eyes.
She smirked. âThere is a lot about me that you donât know.â She leaned down to kiss him, forgetting the real reason for her visit.
He wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing her against his chest. She knotted her fingers with his hair, trying to memorize his lips. âAre you sure that you have to go to lunch with your mom?â He asks, pressing kisses to her neck.
She bit back a moan, nodding. âYes, I havenât seen her for ages.âÂ
He nodded sadly, sitting her back on the ground. âFine,â he rolled his eyes playfully, âbut we are still going running tomorrow, right?â
She looked down at the cardigan, not wanting him to see the pain in her eyes. âOf course! Itâs not safe for attractive men, like you, to be running by yourself, so I gotta be there to protect you.â She looked up at him with a cheeky smirk.Â
He rolled his eyes at her again, moving to tickle her. âSo cheeky.â He walked her to the door with a loving grin on his face. âI will be at yours at 6AM, is that okay?â
She sighed. âYeah, I guess.â She bit her lip, trying to hide her smile.
He leaned down and briefly kissed her as he showed her out. âI will see you tomorrow.â
She bumped her nose against him. âSee ya tomorrow.â She walked away, tears rolling down her cheeks.Â
...The Next MorningâŚ
Y/Nâs POVÂ
Y/N sat at the counter of the now empty kitchen, a piece of paper and pen in front of her. She had decided to leave him a letter, knowing that was not going to be able to lie to his face.Â
Kenny,
I canât do it anymore. Please forgive me..Â
Donât look for meâŚ
Y/NÂ
Tears stained the paper as she laid the pen down. She couldnât write anymore without breaking down and telling him the truth. She grabbed her duffle bag and walked out of the one place that felt like home.Â
Kennyâs POV
He raced up the stairs to Y/Nâs apartment, not wanting to bother with the elevator and wanting to warm up his muscles. He had decided to skip out of coffee in favor of downing two glasses of orange juice. He glanced down at his watch as he stepped out onto her floor, 5:50AM. Heâs early. He sighed, slowly walking towards her apartment. It took him a moment to realize that her door was cracked, which scared him.
He slowly pushed the door open, calling out her name. âY/N?â No response. He dialed her number, hoping that she had just left it cracked for him. He pressed the phone to his ear, hearing it ring twice.Â
âWe are sorry. The number that you are trying to reach is out of service. Please hang up and try again later.âÂ
Kenny looked around the apartment, taking in the emptiness. After exploring the abandoned apartment, he found the note on the counter.Â
Kenny,
I canât do it anymore. Please forgive me..
Donât look for meâŚ
Y/N
He read those words over and over, knowing that something wasnât right. He couldnât bring himself to believe that she would just up and leave him like this, like that they hadnât been talking about their future just yesterday.Â
He slid down the wall, to sit on the floor and cry.Â
6 months laterâŚ
Y/Nâs POV
Slipping back into her ripped jeans, Y/N looked down at the henchman that her father had guarding her. A henchman that also happened to be his right hand man. She had seduced him, which made her feel as if she had cheated on Kenny, to get access to her fatherâs computer. She hadnât actually slept with him. She had fixed him a drink, laced with a strong sedative, and made out with him.Â
She snuck out of her bedroom, tiptoeing down the hallway to his office. Anyone that lives or had been invited to stay the night had been in bed for hours, so she didnât really have to worry about anyone catching her. Her fatherâs office was on the first floor near the kitchen, as he always had to be near food. With the amount he eats, Y/N was surprised that he was still in great shapeâŚÂ
She made a pit stop as she passed the kitchen to grab the container of cookies that she made as an excuse to be in her fatherâs office. She had hid them in her cabinet, which her father had given her as soon as he welcomed her into his home. He had sat her down in his office and they talked for hours. He had shared that he had missed her, and her mother, and that he wanted them to get to know each other. She had to remind herself that he was a bad guy, that had murdered a bunch of people and broken a lot of other laws.Â
Her father had given her a key to his office, for emergencies, so she didnât need to pick the lock. She crept over to his computer, knowing that she didnât need to turn it on as he never turns it off. She pulled out a cloning device and plugged it into the main port. She typed in his password, quickly scanning through his emails and internet history. She then scanned through all of the other documents on his computer, finding spreadsheets that explained where he was hiding the money. She pulled up his calendar, which he seemed to use to keep track of his special shipments. She made sure to clone that and mirror it to her phone. Using a USB, Y/n downloaded a keystroke logger on his computer. She was going to use her computer to keep track of his computer usage. She had already cloned his phone and bugged each of his cars, using her scrunchies, which he happily keeps in his cars as reminders of his daughter.Â
She looked up as she heard footsteps coming towards, so she quickly finished what she was doing. Y/N slipped the cloning device and USB into her pocket, moving the cookies so that they were sitting in front of his keyboard.The door opened, revealing her father in his pajamas.
âY/N? What are you doing in here, love?â He rubbed his eyes, having just woken up.
She gulped, nerves bubbling in her stomach. âWell, itâs your birthday pop. I wanted to surprise you, but I guess the cat is out of the bag.â She held up the container of cookies, double chocolate with white chocolate chips.
He grinned, walking towards his desk. âHowâd you know that these were my favorite?âÂ
She opened the container for him. âThey are my favorite too!â
He took one, taking a large bite out of it. âThese are so yummy.â He did a little happy dance as he shoved the rest of it into his mouth.
She forced a smile. âI am glad that you enjoy it.â She passed over the container, âI am going to make some breakfast, would you like some?â
3 months laterâŚ
With the help of the cook, Y/N put together a wide spread of food for her father and his group of elite members. She had planned this evening as a way for her team to arrest all major players of the Russo Crime family without any of them going into hiding. Y/N worked out with her handler that she would also be taken into custody.Â
She and Mariana, the cook, set the table and placed each dish around the table to make it look appealing to the people eating. Once everything was set, Y/N called everyone in to eat. Her father grinned at the spread, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. âIt looks great, doll.â He kissed her head, moving towards the head of the table.Â
She took her spot next to him, feeling a pit in her stomach. âThank you, dad!âÂ
Everyone followed suit and took their seats. Her father said grace and started dishing out his portion of food. He passed it to Y/N, so gave herself a little bit and passed it along. She felt too nervous, so she wasnât going to be able to eat much. Everyone was chatting aimlessly as they made up their plates. Y/N knew that no business would be brought up until everyone was digging in.
âThis brisket is so delicious, Y/N. Youâll have to give me your recipe.â Gina, Rickieâs wife, stated from her spot down the table.Â
Y/N smiled, âThank you, itâs my grans recipe. I think sheâd come back and kill me if I share it.â The whole table laughed, muttering that their gran would do the same thing.Â
Y/N zoned out as she moved the food around her plate, taking tiny bites. Her father called attention as he began talking about the plans for the coming week. The women focused on their food as the men talked about shipments of drugs and weapons. As they were talking about times and locations, Y/N reacted into her pocket and clicked her pen-- which signaled her team to come in.Â
She counted to 15 in her head, taking a long sip of her wine. She was sitting down the glass as the FBI swat team broke down the front and back doors.
âFBI swat!! Put your hands up!â A strong confident voice screamed, as several other officers surrounded them.Â
Y/N jumped, pretending to be frightened. She looked at her dad, panic in her eyes. âDaddy? Whatâs going on?â
He took an aggravated breath. âI am not sure, but everything will be alright.â
An officer pulled roughly at her chair. âGet up. You are under arrest.â He pretended to get rough with her to draw a reaction out of her father.
He jumped out of his chair, the force knocking it over. âDo not touch her! She has nothing to do with this.âÂ
The officer that stood behind her, pushed him back. âStay back. We will determine whether she played a role or not.âÂ
Y/Nâs captain stepped into the dining room, a bulletproof vest over a white button down shirt. âVincent Russo. You and everyone in here are under arrest.âÂ
3 months laterâŚÂ
Y/N stood outside of Kennyâs apartment, nervous to see him for the first time in a year. She had just finished up her fatherâs case and everything that was related to him. In the end, he told her to snitch on him to avoid any prison time. He told her that he would do anything to protect her, so he wanted her to testify against him. He had instructed all of his men that he could that he wanted her to testify against him, so they were too not go after her. She told him that the FBI wanted her to work for them as a consultant, or she would spend time in prison-- no matter her role in the organization. That hurt him, but he told her to do it- which surprised her.Â
After he was put away, she returned home. She had talked with Jess LaCriox about the mission that she had been sent on and how she wanted to return to the team. He talked with her captain and let her return to the team. The only stipulation was that she had to talk with Kenny, who had taken her leaving extremely hard.Â
Taking a deep breath, Y/N knocked on his front door. It took him a moment to answer, and she shook with nerves the whole time.Â
âHow can I--â Kenny stopped mid sentence, surprise evident on his face.Â
Shoving her hands in her pockets, Y/N smiled. âHey, KennyâŚâ
Without thinking, Kenny pulled her into his arms. He held her to him, not wanting to let her go. âWhere did you go? Why did you leave?â He whispered into her hair.Â
She squeezed him tightly. âI think that it would be best to tell you inside your apartment.âÂ
He picked her up, not wanting to let her go. They sat down on the couch and held each other as she explained that she had been called in to take down her father. She had to do some things that were against her morals, but it had to be done-- which is why she had to end things with him. Kenny just sat back and listened to her as she talked, glad that she was home safe.Â
âI donât care what you did, Y/N. It was work, weâve all had to do things we wouldn't do for work.
I am just glad that you made it home safe.â He stated, understanding where she was coming from.Â
She kissed him, not being able to hold back any longer. âI love you, Kenny. I didnât tell you before I left.â Tears were now rolling down her cheeks.
He wiped them away, caressing her cheek. âI love you. Iâve loved you for the last two years and I plan on loving you for many more years.â
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We All Knew
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Ortiz X Reader
Y/Nâs POV
You have been working as a Agent with the most wanted team sense Jess started it ,You were his first hire.Â
You were younger than the rest of the team Jess had recruited you right out of the Academy.Â
You loved your job everyone was a family. You also liked being able to travel and take down the bad guys. It was always a rewarding feeling taking a fugitive off the street. Â
Your dating life was something that always seemed to take a back burner to the job.Â
You werenât sure how Barnes did it with her family and Jess had Sara. You werenât even sure if you had Kristen was dating someone because she was always private.Â
Crosby was dating Zadie and they were really cure together but it made you feel so lonely.Â
You would always go on tinder and bumble dates. And they always went two ways. They were intimidated by you because you were an agent and their fragile male ego couldnât handle it. The second way it would go would be the time away would be hard.Â
They always complained that you had to leave at any given moment and be gone in another state.Â
The distance was hard which you couldnât blame them on that one. It was hard on you too.Â
You had a little glimmer of hope when Ivan joined the team. The two of you hit it off right away. He was funny kind and damn that man was sexy as hell.Â
Sense everyone else was in a relationship, the two of you always hung out together outside of work.Â
Not wanting to go home alone to an empty apartment. It was always fun when the two of you hung out together.Â
You both would go bar hopping and even trying out new things in NYC. The last couple of months things have seemed like they were changing between the two of you.Â
It kind of turned more romantic then friendship. He would hold your hand and when other guys would talk to you he would always get over protective of you.Â
A few times lately he even ended up staying the night and you did at his apartment as well. The two you never really talked about it though. You werenât even sure how to handle it or what it meant.Â
Was it casual or was it something else. You didnât want to push him or mess up what ever was going on so you decided it was best not to say anything. Though if you were being honest with yourself it was making it hard at work.Â
You used to be professional at work and know how to separate what ever was going on with you and Ivan but lately that wasnât working.Â
When you saw him in danger or knew you were walking into a bad situation it was hard seeing him like that. You always worried about him and was worried your emotions were taking over your best judgment.Â
Like this case you were working on now. The fugitive was setting bombs in local random places. Which made it harder because you werenât sure how to nail this son of a bitch.Â
You all were currently sitting in the mobile unit trying to come up with a game plan.Â
âOkay we have a name how do we find out his next targetâ You askedÂ
âThe place I would go to if i were him was the place it all started my former employerâ Ivan saidÂ
âMakes sense that would be his end game but thatâs about 2 hours away so we need to get on the road nowâ Jess said
You all agreed and then headed off to Florida there where he was formerly employed. It was late when you all took off so everyone was bunked away sleeping.Â
You couldnât sleep though your anxiety was getting the better of you. So you were sitting at the table just starting at the tea full of honey. Which you thanks to Jess you got hooked on.Â
You were so caught up in your thoughts you didnât even notice Ivan walked in and sat down next to you.Â
âHey Y/N is everythingâ He asked in a concerned voice.Â
âYeah Iâm good just tiredâ You said looking up at him giving a smile.Â
âHey itâs me you donât have to lie come on lay it own meâ Ivan said
âItâs a rough case and if iâm being totally honest itâs getting harder for me to separate professional and Privateâ You saidÂ
He went over and grabbed your hand and gave it a squeeze. He smiled up at you. Something about when he gave you that look made you melt and wanna spill all your life secrets to him.Â
âLook i donât want to put you in a bad situation or make you feel on the spot but what is going on with usâ You askedÂ
He didnât answer at first what made your heart drop because you worried that you did mess up whatever was going on.Â
âHey I didnât want to ruin what ever was going on either but I love you and iâve been waiting more and I wasnât sure if you felt the sameâ Ivan saidÂ
âI love you toâ You saidÂ
Ivan moved his chair closer to you and then leaned in and kissed you softly. It was so short and so sweet. When the kiss broke he spoke up
âNow thatâs been handled we need to go get some rest for tomorrowâ Ivan saidÂ
âI can probably sleep good nowâ You said laughingÂ
You both got up and went back to your bunker and you even did fall back asleep. The next morning came up so quick you didnât wanna get up.Â
You grumpily made your way back to main room and everyone was awake but you. They all just looked at you and laughed.Â
âGood morning sleeping beautyâ Crosby said very loudly.Â
âShuttt upâ You yelled extraghing it.Â
It made everyone laugh and then Jess spoke up
âOkay everyone heâs our game plan we need to hit this place fast and hard so we need full tactical gear and get into our positionsâ Jess saidÂ
You all nodded and geared up. Ivan looked over at you and gave you a smile and he walked over and squeezed your hand.Â
You smiled at him and squeezed it back. You both finished gearing up and you even grabbed a muffin for the car ride.Â
Everyone gathered in the cars and Ivan sat next to you. No one was really talking it was hard because no matter how times you faced danger it was always nerve wracking.Â
You reached the destination in minutes and you all piled out. You got into your usual positions with Crosby taking up a sniper position.Â
âFBI OPEN UPâ Jess yelledÂ
Swat broke down the door and you all worked on clearing the building. When you went in the one room there was the fugitive.Â
âFBI drop the gunâ you saidÂ
âIâm not going to jailâ The fugitive yelledÂ
âThink clearly now you donât want to do anything stupidâ You said trying to calm him down.Â
âGo to hellâ the guy saidÂ
The then shot his gun and then ran off. You instantly fell down and it hurt bad. Barnes ran in after you
âY/N come on your okayâ Barnes said looking over you panic clear in her voice.Â
She sighed a big deep breathe of relief.Â
âYour vest caught it your going to be okayâ Barnes saidÂ
You took off the vest and looked and saw the bullet that was caught in your vest. You were relived but also shook bad.Â
Barnes helped you up and you walked out the room to the outside. The fugitive didnât get very far. Thank goodness he was already in custody.Â
You walked over to the ambulance because Sheryl insisted you get checked out. Ivan ran over to you when he saw where you were headed.Â
âHey what happened are you okayâ He asked
âIâm good I swear the vest caught it iâm just a bit shaken upâ You said grabbing his hand.Â
Everyone was gathered around now to check on you. Ivan wouldnât let your hand go.Â
Crosby looked a bit confused before Kristen spoke upÂ
âSo now itâs officialâ Kristen asked
âWhatâs officialâCrosby askedÂ
âHeâs so clueless there dating now itâs officialâ Sheryl saidÂ
âHow do you know thatâ You askedÂ
âWe all knew I donât look at my coworkers like thatâ Jess saidÂ
Everyone laughed at that and Crosby finally put it together.Â
âAt least know we donât have to hideâ You saidÂ
âWere happy for you both now before we head home thereâs a good chinese restaurant near by whoâs hungryâ Jess saidÂ
âMeâ you and crosby both yelled at the same time.Â
You all cleared up the scene and then headed to eat. Ivan pulled you aside and grabbed your face with his hands.Â
âDonât scare me like that againâ Ivan saidÂ
âI donât plan on itâ you said leaning in and kissing him.Â
âGet a roomâ Kenny yelledÂ
âYeah we will right after dinnerâ You teased.Â
Ivan laughed and grabbed your hand and you all walked back to everyone. Neither you or Ivan had been happier and you were glad it was now open and official.Â
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âItâs okay to be scared, Kenny, Iâd be worried if you werenât but I know who you are. You are an amazing man, thatâs why I know our child will be lucky to have you as a father. We can do this, together.â
âHave I told you how much I love you recently?â
âNo but I do enjoy hearing it.â
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Sparks Fly: Chapter 11
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Note: Hi guys! Iâm back, yesterday I was inspired so I wrote this chapter. Thank u for all the comments and reviews, you are amazing. If you want to be tag in this story please let me know. English is not my first language. Enjoy xxx.
DISCLAIMER: GIF IS NOT MINE.
WARNING: Bad language, PTSD and sex. A LOT OF SMUT IN THIS CHAPTER.Â
After a few hours she signed the discharged papers and start changing her clothes. The shoulder was killing her, but she didnât want to abuse the pain relievers Dr. Marcel had given her. They had given her a sling however Marcel clarified that if he did not move his shoulder too much, she would not need to use it all the time. Will was going to take her to Mollyâs after finishing his shift. She had met some of her brotherâs coworkers, all of whom were kind enough not to ask too much, although Caitlyn could tell that they all had questions.
Caitlyn was talking to Maggie, the nurse was scheduling her next check-ups when her brother approached them both ready to go. One bad thing about injuring the shoulder was that she couldnât drive, she was going to need a driver for the next few weeks if she ever left the house.
âAre you okay with going to Mollyâs?â Will asked as she drove.
âYes, the boys are going to before they go back to New Yorkâ Caitlyn commented looking out the window.
âAnd when will you come back?â he asked.
âI donât know, I have to come back to Chicago Med so Dr. Marcel can check my shoulder and after that, I guess I will pack everythingâ Caitlyn replied turning to see him âYou can always come to visit meâ
âWhen? I hardly have time to see Jay in my free time, if I have free timeâ Will commented.
âI know,â said Caitlyn âI donât take holiday either, but weâll make it workâ
âI donât want you to go,â Will said âNow that youâre backâ
âI donât want to leave either but my life is in New York, Willâ Caitlyn replied âIâll visit you againâ
âNothing to make up for lost years?â Will asked.
âWhy recover years? We both made mistakes Will and we have to leave them in the pastâ she commented while her brother parked the car âI donât hold a grudge Will, I know you did what you couldâ
Will looked at her and smirked, âThen weâll make it workâ.
âNice placeâ Caitlyn commented as they walked towards Mollyâs.
âThe owner is a firefighterâ Will informed her.
âAnd he also owns a bar?â she asked raising her eyebrows.
âIn his spare time, Herrmann is a good guyâ Will replied opening the door for her.
âHere you bring your dates?â Caitlyn asked âThe place is very cozy but it has many peopleâ
âFirst, no, and number two I wonât talk about my love life with youâ Will replied.
âDonât worry, I already have a good ideaâ Caitlyn informed him rolling her eyes.
âWill, how are you?â asked a girl with a hair full of curlers when they approached the bar.
âHi Stella, this is Caitlyn, my sisterâ Will introduced her to the girl.
The girl named Stella raised her eyebrows âI didnât know you had a sisterâ
âI get that response a lot latelyâ Caitlyn replied rolling her eyes âI live in New Yorkâ
âOh, are you part of the team?â she asked pointing to the table where her coworkers were âWhat happened to your shoulder?â
âLong story, Iâll tell you if you pour me a cokeâ Caitlyn replied raising her eyebrows.
âNo beer?â Stella asked raising her eyebrows too.
âIâm with painkillersâ Caitlyn explained.
âDeal done girl, Iâll go get something for youâ Stella replied âWill? The usual?â
âYes, I am going to greet some acquaintances, ok?â Will told his sister
âWill, Iâm a big girl, I think I can take care of myselfâ Caitlyn replied rolling her eyes.
âWell, just donât drink any cocktails Herrmann offers you,â Will told her âWhat is more, drink nothing because you canâtâ he added before disappearing leaving Caitlyn in doubt about Herrmann cocktails.
âHerrmann has the habit of preparing powerful drinksâ explained a blonde girl who was sitting next to her âIâm Silvieâ
âCaitlynâ she replied shaking her hand, âNice to meet youâ
âI heard you are Will and Jayâs sisterâ Silvie commented.
âYes, I would like to say that I have nothing to do with them but sadly I canâtâ Caitlyn replied rolling her eyes.
âWhat brought you to Chicago?â Silvie asked as Stella handed them their drinks.
âWork, Iâm FBIâ Caitlyn said taking a sip of soda âI came to investigate the serial killer caseâ
âHeard you caught himâ Stella mentioned.
âYes, my shoulder is a witnessâ Caitlyn replied pointing to her shoulder, âHe stabbed me, are you firefighters?â
âStella is a firefighter, Iâm a paramedicâ Silvie explained.
Caitlyn nodded âI like the barâ
âMollyâs is a shelterâ Silvie informed him âThe police, the firemen, the paramedics, they are always aroundâ
âIt has a friendly atmosphereâ Caitlyn agreed.
âWho is the girl praising my bar so much?â asked a man approaching them.
âCaitlyn, this is Herrmann, Herrmann, this is Caitlyn, Will and Jayâs sisterâ Stella introduced them
âNice to meet you, nice place, we donât have things like that in New Yorkâ Caitlyn praised.
âItâs Chicago magic, girlâ Herrmann replied.
Caitlyn had lived in Chicago for a long time and she could describe that city but she wasnât sure she loved the city enough to say it was âmagicalâ, it was probably the product of poor memories the city gave her. She saw Sheryll signal her and apologized to the firefighters for reaching out to her coworkers.
âHow you feel?â Sheryll asked her when she approached.
âIt hurts but Iâm fine, Iâm a little sleepy anywayâ Caitlyn replied sitting next to her.
âSleepy? You slept a whole dayâ Hanna told him.
Caitlyn shook her head. âFeel like Iâve been run over when do you fly back to New York?â
âTomorrowâ said O.A âWhat about you?â
âI still have to go to Chicago Med for a checkup this weekâ Caitlyn replied.
After that Sheryll, Hanna, and O.A fell into a conversation that Caitlyn wasnât paying much attention to, to be honest. Instead, she was looking at another table where Jess, Clinton and Kenny were standing alongside whom Caitlyn recognized as some members of the Intelligence Unit. Kenny looked good. He was laughing at something Clinton had said. Caitlyn could swear she could hear his laugh from there, he looked happy and Kenny happy was Caitlynâs favorite Kenny.
Their last time of marriage, when they were still together, had been heartbreaking and painful, so seeing him smile was something that made her smile too. Kenny was a fun person with his friends. Usually, he used to have a facade of seriousness and solemnity around him but Caitlyn was glad to know that he had at least smiled again.
Kenny was angry with her, Caitlyn understood, she had left him when he needed support with PTSD, but she did not regret it. Despite everything, he would continue to do it because that was how he had finally accepted that he needed help and that he could not do everything alone. The best thing had been that she left. And it had hurt, the first time it had hurt like hell, but therapy had helped her to feel better little by little and to overcome some unfinished problems that she had from her time in Chicago.
Caitlyn didnât want to admit it but seeing Kenny again brought back memories, good and bad but memories at last. She just wished things had been different, that they just had more time or met at a different time. Caitlyn was too concerned not to repeat patterns she left looking back all the time and what might have become of them.
âGuys, I think Iâm going to retire for todayâ Caitlyn commented putting aside her thoughts. Her friends protested, but Caitlyn promised they would have a drink when they got back to New York. She grabbed her coat and thanked Stella for the drink before leaving. Since her brother had given her a ride, Caitlyn should call an Uber but decided she was going to walk, it was summer and she liked to exercise. She carefully draped her jacket over her injured shoulder when she saw Jay leaning against her truck.
âWhen were you going to tell me you were married?â her brother asked her.
âI didnât think it was your businessâ Caitlyn told him.
âAt least you could mention itâ Jay added.
âBefore or after you judged me without reason?â Caitlyn responded wryly, âOr maybe after you stopped talking?â
âI expected more from you, Caitlynâ Jay replied.
âIâm sorry if you are disappointed by me and Iâm sorry if you think Iâm not good enough to talk to meâ Caitlyn was furious because Jay believed he had the right to judge her after all that time âYou left me for years and now you think you have the right to judge me or any of my decisions?â
âI went to fight a war, Caitlynâ Jay replied rolling his eyes âI wasnât playing in the park, you know?â
âYeah, I perfectly know that myselfâ Caitlyn reproached him looking the other way âI counted on you Jay, we were a team and you left me and after that, you just stopped talkingâ
âYou are judging me as if I would have preferred Afghanistan to be at home
âWe both know that you ran away when you turned 18â
âAs if you had done any differentâ Jay replied.
âI ran away because dad took the shit out of me every day because I ended up in the hospital 8 times in a year because dad couldnât control himself, because staying here was killing me slowly and because you and Will left me!â Caitlyn yelled at him âI was in pain too; Donât you think Mom was important to me too? She left us all and yet you and Will had the option to run away while I had to stay here enduring all the crap from dadâ She turned to continue walking towards her apartment âIâm sorry if I turned out in a major disappointment but this me is the best I could do with what I had to work withâ
Caitlyn turned the corner feeling anger wash over her and collided with someone.
âDamn,â he muttered when he saw it was Kenny.
âI think the way you were yelling could say thatâ Kenny answered, raising his eyebrows.
âIâm not in the moodâ Caitlyn told him, rolling her eyes and continuing her walk.
âWhy do you insist on fighting with everyone?â Kenny asked, causing Caitlyn to turn around in a fury.
âI donât know Kenny, you tell me, why do you insist on being such a hard ass to me?â Caitlyn answered approaching him.
âSorry, do you feel bad that I was harsh on you when you left me unexplained?â
âI didnât think you needed them, you were smart enough to figure out just why by yourself,â Caitlyn told him with sarcasm.
âYou left me because suddenly that I was fighting wasnât that attractive to you, huh?â
âI left you cause I was dead inside!â Caitlyn screeched tired that people believed they had the right to judge her âI lived for you when you didnât want to live for yourselfâ She added moving her shoulder a little that was hurting again âI really tried to bring you back, I begged you to start therapy, Kenny. I begged you to do something for you, for me, for us, and you didnât even try it for meâ
âYou left me anyway, Caitlynâ Kenny replied a bit stunned by his wifeâs speech âYou left me, you turned your back away from me when I needed it the most, you left even though you knew I needed youâ
âYou didnât need me, you needed to lose me to understand that therapy was the only way to solve your problemsâ Caitlyn told him making a strange smile with her lips, âSome say you donât know what you have until you lose it, I think we both know thatâs true nowâ
She resumed her way leaving Kenny behind; it had been a more than stressful night, she could feel her shoulder giving her stitches of a pain asking her to rest. Caitlyn found herself unable to think. First, she had confirmed that her brother Jay wasnât too happy with her. That was okay. It wasnât like she was too happy with him either.
Unlike Will, Jay had always been the closest to Caitlyn growing up, and Caitlyn had always considered Jay her hero. Jay was always there for her while they grew up, when she was 7 years old and a boy threw her off his bike Jay went after him to beat him up when he was 11 and gave his first kiss Jay went again after the bastard who had touched his sister when she turned 14 and her heart was broken for the first time. Jay was always there until one day he said he had enlisted in the army. That day had been very sad for Caitlyn because she realized that Jay was going to go far away from Chicago.
When their mother died, Jay returned to Chicago for a time, but as soon as he could, he re-enlisted and disappeared. She later understood that they limited the time to send letters or communicate with someone abroad, but what she never forgave him was leaving her with her father. The only thing that ever hurt her was feeling abandoned when she most needed someone to protect her. Someone who would kick her fatherâs ass when she still couldnât, because what Caitlyn had wanted most was that she had learned to fight in her teens, so she would have kicked Patâs ass.
On the other side was Kenny, Caitlyn was exhausted. It was better when she didnât have to see it. She hoped she could at least take some blame for her ruined marriage. However, Kenny seemed hell-bent on throwing her in the face whenever he could that she had left him without looking back. That was a lie. She had called Jess to ask for updates until he told her it was unhealthy for her to keep worrying about Kenny like this if she had left him. It was the truth. It hurt to hear it, but Jess was right.
What had always intrigued Caitlyn been why Kenny had never looked for her, she hadnât been hiding so at any moment in those five years he could have contacted and talked to her? However, Kenny had stayed on the sidelines. That had always intrigued her. âWhy, if she was so important to him he still felt so hurt five years later, hadnât he tried to get her back with him?â
Then Caitlyn decided that she was not going back to her apartment yet. She crossed the street and started walking the other way towards the downtown hotel where Sheryll had told her the team was staying. She and O.A were already settled in apartments when the team arrived. She showed up at the front desk and used her badge to be told which room Kenny was staying in. When she got to his door Caitlyn took a deep breath before knocking. Kenny opened the door and Caitlyn remembered why she liked him so much, there was nothing more handsome in the world than Kenny in a sweatshirt and sweatpants.
âWhy did you let me go?â Caitlyn asked before Kenny could even open his mouth, âWhy did you let me out the door that day if you needed me so bad?â
âI only wanted you to be happyâ Kenny replied after a few seconds âEven if it wasnât with me, Iâm sorry it wasnât with meâ
âYou were the love of my life and I thought I was yours tooâ Caitlyn murmured âBut I was wrong, you donât let the love of your life go out the door and you donât go after himâ
âI wanted you to live your life, the life that I hadnât let you live while you were with meâ
âI think loving you wasnât enough for youâ Caitlyn said.
âYou always meant the world to meâ Kenny confessed âIâm sorry if I let you forget thatâ
âWhy did you never go looking for me?â She asked, staring at him.
âI went to see you one day, and I saw you leave your apartment with O.A, you were laughing at something he was telling you so I left,â He told her.
âO.A and me? Thatâs ridiculousâ
âNow I know but at that moment I thought the best thing was to let you be happy, even if it wasnât with me, your life seemed fineâ He shrugged.
âIt just seemed like that wasnât true anywayâ Caitlyn whispered âYou were always so nobleâ
âYou deserve to be happyâ Kenny clarified.
âWith whom? I did not know anyone who told me I was worth it until you arrived and after that, I think nobody was ever good enoughâ Caitlyn explained biting her lip with a grimace âSorry I gave up on us when you never did â she added turning around ready to walk away.
âCaitlyn?â
âWhat?â she asked looking back at him, but before she got an answer, Kenny kissed her. And by God, Caitlyn could swear it took her breath away every time he did. She stroked his hair as he took her by the waist. His touch could make Caitlynâs body explode. It had always had that effect on her. It made her feel like a child who was having her first kiss.
He lifted her slightly off the floor to enter the room and close the door before pressing Caitlyn against it. God, he would never tire of kissing her. Every time he did, it was like it was the first time. He could never get enough of her. He lifted her into his arms and laid her gently on the bed. It was crazy; he knew it and he was sure Caitlyn knew it too, but neither of them wanted to stop.
Kenny took off her jacket and jeans as he stroked her legs before removing her panties. He slid down and fondled Caitlynâs intimacy. He moved his fingers against her center and caressing her, making Caitlyn sigh. He ran his tongue over her folds and sucked on her clit slowly. Another thing Caitlyn missed about Kenny was sex. They always had the best sex in the world.
âOh, shitâ she said, throwing her head back and stroking his hair. Caitlyn moved her hips against him as she pulled on Kennyâs sweatshirt to remove it. He moved his tongue in circles against her center as she stirred against him, sucking on her clit once more before removing her top and bra and start kissing her lips again. Caitlyn kissed him and untied his tracksuit bottoms and then remove his boxer shorts. She wanted to move and give him back a little of what Kenny was giving her, but her shoulder wouldnât stop bothering her.
Kenny nibbled on her nipples while inserting a pair of fingers into her intimacy, Caitlyn let out a little cry of surprise before beginning to moan out loud. He sucked on her nipples, causing her to shake. Caitlyn was shaking with pleasure when he settled down and thrust inside her. They both moaned. He kissed her neck before starting to ram into her.
âGodâ Caitlyn muttered throwing her head back âI had forgotten it felt so goodâ she moaned.
âBabyâ he groaned, âYouâre so tightâ He could feel the walls of her vagina pressing against him. Sex with Kenny was hot, it was sexy but soft and delusional until Caitlyn discovered that it was her favorite type of sex, rough but soft at the same time. He took her breasts between his hands, kissing and sucking them as he started sucking on Caitlynâs neck. Caitlyn arched towards him seeking to intensify the contact, his rhythm intensifying causing her to moan louder.
âCum baby, cum for meâ he whispered with gasps, and Caitlyn couldnât wait much longer to fulfill his request before cumming between moans being followed by him a few seconds later.
She could feel her body shaking and her shoulder begging her to stop moving. Having sex with Kenny still made her shiver. It still felt as good as the first day. That was crazy. They hadnât seen each other in five years and there they were, having sex as if time hadnât passed. âHaving sexâ was a simple euphony because they both knew there was more than sex in that room. Caitlyn just closed her eyes, trying to calm the hectic rhythm of her heart. To be honest, she didnât want to open her eyes and see his face. She was wondering how she had accepted this madness and how she had ended up in this situation. With all those thoughts in mind, she fell asleep.
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And I will write a blurb.
Yup, reader inserts included if youâd like.
Iâm gonna try making Peter x reader fics but I canât promise theyâll be good since Iâve got an OC for him (if you want that ship then Iâd be more than glad to do so).
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My first thought in regard to every band that gets played on my radio station
ACDC: Every dadâs favourite band
Adams, Bryan: Every momâs favourite singer until Michael Buble came along
Aerosmith: haha they thought Vince Neil was a lady
Alice Cooper: heâs a Game Of Thrones fanboy and I have proof
Alice In Chains: my sister doesnât like them because she decided AC were Alice Cooperâs initials ONLY
Allman Brothers Band: good music for dropping acid to
Allman, Gregg: Thatâs too many Gs for one name
Animals: House Of The Rising Sun, or who even cares
Argent: Sometimes Hold Your Head Up is really catchy
Asia: Tuesdays
Autograph: one of the members went on to be a pharmacist
Bachman-Turner Overdrive: There are just so many pop culture jokes about Taking Care Of Business that whatever I say wonât be as funny
Bad Company: with their song; Bad Company, off their album; Bad Company
Benatar, Pat: Always getting her confused with Patti Smith
Black Crowes: I like them for Lickin, but it doesnât seem to exist outside of one shoddy video on youtube and my old CD
Blackfoot: this band name feels kind of racy
Black Sabbath: Dio was not better or worse than Ozzy; just different
Blondie: I like Call Me, but Blondie confuses me stylistically
Blue Oyster Cult: MORE COWBELL
Bon Jovi: Hello, childhood trauma, I missed you
Boston: ONE GUY. ONE GUY DID IT ALL AND NO ONE KNOWS
Bowie, David: Donât let your children watch The Man Who Fell To Earth, or David Bowieâs will end up being the third penis they see in life
Browne, Jackson: Another musician ruined by Supernatural
Buffalo Springfield: Jack Nicholson was at the riot they sing about
Burdon, Eric: no ideas, brain empty
Bush: ditto
Candlebox: ditto once more. Who are these people?
Cars: This band feels so gay and so straight at the same time, I can only assume theyâre the poster children of bisexual panic
Cheap Trick: I played Dream Police on Guitar Hero so fucking much because it was the only song anyone who played with me could keep up with
Chicago: Chicago 30 exists, but they do not have 30 albums. Fucking riddle me that
Clapton, Eric: 6 discs in one Greatest Hits is too many. Thatâs called âre releasing your discographyâ
Cochrane, Tom: For some reason, everyone thinks Rascal Flats did it better
Cocker, Joe: Belushi did it right
Collective Soul: who?
Collins, Phil: If his biggest hits were done by MCR, they would be emo anthems, but because heâs 5â˛6âł and from the 80s, theyâre not
Cream: *Vietnam flashbacks on the hippie side*
CCR: *Vietnam flashbacks on the war side*
CSNY: David Crosby; meh
Deep Purple: THEYâRE SO MUCH MORE THAN SMOKE ON THE WATER
Def Leppard: the only music for when youâre a heartbroken bitch but also a sexy one
Derek And The Dominos: Clapton and âLaylaâ broke up
Derringer, Rick: Tom Petty if he was from the midwest
Dio: You thought it was an anime reference, but it was me, Dio
Dire Straits: You can tell how bigoted a radio station is based on how much of Money For Nothing they censor
Doobie Brothers: I have yet to smoke weed, but I listen to the Doobies, and I think thatâs pretty close
Dylan, Bob: I take back everything I said about him in my youth
Eagles: Hotel California isnât their best song, but the memes that come from it are second to none
Edgar Winter Group: @the--blackdahlia
Electric Light Orchestra: Actually an orchestra and sound a fuckton like George Harrison
ELO: I really hesitate to ask what happens with the 7 virgins and a mule
Essex, David: no prominent memories of him
Fabulous Thunderbirds: cannot spell
Faces: Who on earth thought that was a good album name?
Faith No More: I got nothing
Fixx: One Thing Leads To Another is a damn bop
Fleetwood Mac: I ainât straight, but Iâm simply not enough of a witch to enjoy them to full potential
Fogerty, John: He got sued cause he sounded like himself
Foghat: Slow Ride slowly becoming less coherent feels like a drug trip
Foo Fighters: He was just excited to buy a grill
Ford, Lita: deserved better
Foreigner: dramatically overplayed
Frampton, Peter: a masterful user of the talk box
Free: dramatically underplayed
Gabriel, Peter: leaving Genesis changed him a lot
Genesis: if someone likes Genesis, clarify the era, because yes, it does matter
Georgia Satellites: sing like you have a cactus in your ass
Golden Earring: Twilight Zone slaps, but it doesnât slap as hard as this station thinks it does
Grand Funk Railroad: Funk
Grateful Dead: I like their aesthetic more than their music
Great White: there are so many fucking shark jokes
Greenbaum, Norman: makes me think of Subway for some reason
Green Day: the first of the emo revolution
Greg Kihn Band: RocKihnRoll is literally the most clever album name Iâve ever seen
Guns N Roses: They have more than three good songs, but radio stations never recognize that
Hagar, Sammy: Iâm still trying to figure out where he lived to take 16 hours to get to LA driving 55 and how fucking fast was he driving beforehand?
Harrison, George: He went from religious to rock, and if he had continued rocking, he would have gotten too coolÂ
Head East: I respect people who use breakfast foods as album names
Heart: Magic Man and Barracuda are played at least once every goddamn day. Theyâre not even the best songs!
Hendrix, Jimi: I have both a cousin and a sibling named after Hendrix references
Henley, Don: Dirty Laundry gives me too much inspiration
Hollies: Somehow sound like theyâre both from the 60s and the 80s at the same time
Idol, Billy: heâs doing well for himself
INXS: Terminator vibes
Iris, Donnie: knockoff Roy Orbison
James Gang: too many funks
Janeâs Addiction: if TMNT had a grunge band representative
Jefferson Airplane: *assorted cheers*
Jefferson Starship: *assorted boos*
Jethro Tull: The only band to make you feel not cool enough to play the flute
Jett, Joan: icon
J. Geils Band: I requested them on the radio once and it got played
Joel, Billy: he really did just air everybodyâs business like that
John Cafferty And The Beaver Brown Band: literally wtf is that name
John, Elton: yarn Elton sits in my basement, unstaring. Please someone take him from me
Joplin, Janis: Queen
Journey: Stop overplaying Donât Stop Believing. It takes away from the rest of the repetoire
Judas Priest: literally started the gay leather aesthetic
Kansas: another fucking band Supernatural stole
Kenny Wayne Shepherd: the man confuses me to the point where he isnât in the right place alphabetically
Kiss: Mick Mars and I will simply have to disagree on the subject
Kravitz, Lenny: runaway vibes
Led Zeppelin: Fucking fight me if you donât think theyâre the most talented band (maybe not the most talented individually, but collectively, no one comes close)
Lennon, John: My least favourite Beatle for reasons
Live: I got nothin
Living Colour: slap a decent amount
Loverboy: do you not get TURNT the fuck up to the big Loverboy hits? Who hurt you??
Lynyrd Skynyrd: Sweet Home Alabama is a Neil Young diss track
Marshall Tucker Band: no opinion
Manfred Mannâs Earth Band: VERY STRONG OPINIONS THAT THEY ARENâT GOOD
McCartney, Paul/Wings: Power couple
Meatloaf: I have nothing but respect for a man who willingly named himself Meatloaf
Mellencamp, John: voted cutest lesbian of 1987
Metallica: I liked their appearance on Jimmy Fallon
Midnight Oil: I get them confused for Talking Heads a lot
Modern English: who?
Molly Hatchet: Hollies vibes, but also Georgia Satellites vibes
Money, Eddie: DAN AVIDAN, IF YOU SEE THIS, COVER TAKE ME HOME TONIGHT
Motley Crue: Stan Mick Mars and John Corabi. Theyâre the only ones who deserve it
Mott The Hoople: no one loves them except for David Bowie
Mountain: props for naming an album âClimbingâ
Nazareth: I want to make a John Mulaney joke here, but I can never come up with one
Nicks, Stevie: witch queen
Night Ranger: I get them confused with Urge Overkill
Nirvana: Kurt Cobain was the ally grunge needed
Nova, Aldo: heâs Canadian, at least
Nugent, Ted: *serves a ghost as jerky*
Offspring: nothing here
Osbourne, Ozzy: this bitch crazy
Outfield: Your Love is kind of a sketchy song, but it slaps hard
Palmer, Robert: low quality Eddie Money
Pearl Jam: *grunts in Eddie Vedder*
Petty, Tom: I have so many feelings about Tom Petty and they are all good
Pink Floyd: which one is Pink?
Plant, Robert: solo career is a crapshoot, but his voice is unparalleled
Poison: I want them to write a song called âAlice Cooperâ
Pretenders: I want to say good things, but I have nothing to say
Queen: A doctor of astrophysics, a screaming girl, a disco queen and a diva walk into a bar. Itâs Queen; theyâre there to play a gig
Queensryche: neutral opinion
Quiet Riot: they got big because of a song they hated. I love that
Rafferty, Gerry: the second-sexiest sax opening in all of music
Rainbow: Ritchie Blackmore created something very magnificent
Ram Jam: one good song and they didnât even write it
Ratt: Iâm sure they have more than Round And Round, but I donât know it
RHCP: funky, but if you have paid money to hear them, youâre going to The Bad Place (I donât make the rules)
Red Rider: basically Golden Earring
Reed, Lou: Walk On The Wild Side would be such a cool song if it wasnât so dull
REM: American Tragically Hip
REO Speedwagon: Props for having a dad joke as an album title
Rolling Stones: Never in my life could I imagine the drummer being named anything but Charlie
Rush: How to make being uncool the coolest fucking shit
Santana: The world needs more Santana
Scandal: Thereâs something really funny about The Warrior being my brotherâs âsongâ with his girlfriend
Scorpions: Was Wind Of Change written by the CIA? Only the spotify podcast I got an ad for once could say
Seger, Bob: A different variety of Eric Clapton (frankly a better variety, but thatâs just me)
Simple Minds: we ALL forgot about you
Skid Row: Sebastian Bach is prettier than all of us
Soundgarden: music that makes you feel like you dunked your head underwater
Springsteen, Bruce: my arch-nemesis. Maybe someday, heâll find out about it
Squeeze: according to my friends, the stupidest band name ever, but theyâre theatre kids, so you know
Squier, Billy: If he can make it through 1984 alive, you can make it through whatever bad day youâre having
Stealers Wheel: Yet another band who I always mistake for George Harrison
Steely Dan: my houseâs nickname for the Robber in Settlers Of Catan
Steppenwolf: Either makes me think of Jay & Silent Bob, Jack Nicholson, or that time I had to cut 6lbs of onions
Steve Miller Band: when youâre in the right mood, they slap hard
Stewart, Rod: my soundtrack to summer 2015
Stills, Stephen: Love The One Youâre With Is Catchy, but the lyrics are questionable
Stone Temple Pilots: the only band to write a song about goo you smear on yourself
Stray Cats: an obscene amount of merch is available for them
Styx: Supernatural would have ruined them for me too if I hadnât been into them previously.Â
Supertramp: I hunted for Breakfast In America for two years and it was worth every hunt
Sweet: I will never understand my two-month obsession with Ballroom Blitz when I was 15, but it was legit all I listened to
Talking Heads: you may find yourself in a pizza hut. And you may find yourself in a taco bell. And you may find yourself at the combination pizza hut and taco bell. And you may ask yourself;Â âhow did I get here?â
Temple Of The Dog: I keep confusing them for Nazareth
Ten Years After: somehow still relevant
Tesla: not the car or the dude
The Beatles: Evokes a lot of opinions from people. Mine is that I love them
The Clash: I showed my sister the âLock The Taskbarâ vine ONCE and it still kills her
The Doors: evokes teenage terror from deep within my soul
The Guess Who: Canadaâs answer to confusing question-themed band names
The Kinks: kinky
The Police: wrote the theme of 2020 and everyone somehow forgot it was about a teacher resisting becoming a pedophile
The Ramones: playing all of their songs in a row wouldnât take more than 2 hours
The Romantics: you donât think you know them, but if youâve seen Shrek 2, you have
The Who: If someone can explain Tommy to me, Iâd be glad to hear it
The Zombies: I think they happened because of the 60s
Thin Lizzy: Could the boys maybe leave town?
Thorogood, George: blues, but make it modern
Toto: the most memed song behind All Star
Townshend, Pete: just makes me think of the end of Mr. Deeds
T-Rex: Mark Bolan is an icon
Triumph: The no-name brand of Rush
Tubes: like the yogurt
Twisted Sister: they did a christmas album and my mom does NOT hate it
U2: U2 Movers; we move in mysterious ways
Van Halen: RIP Eddie
Van Morrison: honestly, whoâs named Van?
Vaughn, Stevie Ray: Steamy Ray Vaughn
Walsh, Joe: The Smoker You Drink The Player You Get
War: Foghat, but even groovier
Whitesnake: the most successful band to be named after a penis
Wright, Gary: the 90s thanks him for writing the song every movie used for the âguy sees cute girl and itâs love at first sightâ scene
Yes: To Be Continued
Young, Neil: The best part of CSNY
Zevon, Warren: the album cover of Excitable Boy makes me deeply uncomfortable for reasons I donât understand
ZZ Top: has been the same three guys since 1969. Lineup unchanged.Â
3 Doors Down: They feel a little modern to be on a classic rock station, but whatever
38 Special: Why 38?
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â¨â˘ Masterlistđ¤ â˘â¨
Hey guys!! So I finally made a master list of everything Iâve written so far including additions to posts from notes! Iâll try to update it every time I post something new :) (Last Updated: 3-27-2021)
Florian Munteanu
Nighttime Mukbang
Surprises
Worst Fear (1) and (2)
Adventures in Babysitting
Cross Her, Cross Me
Bad Timing
My Bad (1) and (2)
First Day
Decisions, Decisions (1)
Happy New Year!
Nightmares
Waiting Game
Random Act of Kindness
Disneyland with Florian addition (in notes)
Flo on vacation with family (in notes)
First Impressions
Changes
My Shiny Teeth and Me
Waiting Game
-Viktor Drago
Trick or Treat
The Flu
Zeeko Zaki
Roadtrip (Mini Imagine)
-OA Zidan
Fic inspo addition (in notes)
Lewis Tan
Homecoming
Cotton Candy Carousel
Champagne Showers
Liquid Courage
Babymoon
Night Drive
Like Father, Like Daughter
Lewis in a kimono addition (in notes)
Slurs and Stumbles
Outnumbered (Sequel to Babymoon)
Chris Evans
Welcome to the Family
Paternal Instincts
And the Award Goes To...
Goodbyes
Lost and Found
Peek a Boo
You Again (1) (2) (3)
Bedtime
Even
Between the Lines
Penny for Your Thoughts
Forbidden Words
Save Room for Us
While Momâs Away... (2)
Not It
Nothing On You
Small Mishaps
Of All the Aversions
Sick Day
From the Heart
Always Be Mine
There You Are
Cry Baby
Inside Jokes
One of Those Days
It All Makes Sense
Goodnight & Go
POV
Warm Welcome
Extra Help
Safety Net
Perfect
Nothing to Fear *River Series* (2) (3)
Itâs You
-Ransom Drysdale
Hideaway (2)
Stupid Roses
Winter Wonderland
Family Affair
-Steve Rogers
Mission Complete
In Due TimeÂ
What You Want
-Johnny Storm
Say Something
Attention
-Colin Shea
Fill Me In
-Jake Jensen
Secretâs Out
Hey You
-Andy Barber
Light
-Me (Playing it Cool)
Okay
-Paul Diskant
Favorite
Jake Gyllenhaal
Merry Christmas
Stormy Weather
Kellan Lutz
-Kenny Crosby
Due Date
Up All Night
Bated Breath
Small World
Alexander Ludwig
-DornÂ
Knockout
Jacob Scipio
-Armando Armas
Oil and Vinegar
Pablo SchreiberÂ
Calm Before the Storm
Ruben Loftus-Cheek
Highlight
JD Pardo
-EZ Reyes
Safe Haven
Still
Morning
Michael B Jordan
-Erik âKillmongerâ Stevens
Play Nice
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your Kenny Crosby (FBI: Most Wanted) x Reader⌠imagine was AMAZING!!!
Thank you so much.
I had been thinking about him for a while. I wish I had more FBI Most Wanted episodes so I could get a better sense of his character and write for him more.
I have one other fic idea to try thanks to @dc41896 ... But I'll have to base it off of the backdoor pilot so hopefully it'll be good đ
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Lover Boy.
Requested by @prettyphyscoinpink â Can I get a Kenny Crosby x reader request where she works for municipal law enforcement and when her boss gets abducted the FBI gets involved and heâs forced to come clean about their relationship. Characters â Kenny x Reader, Hana, Jesse Word Count â 1.3k.
âWeâre gonna have to tell them Kenny.â You told him. âThey wo-â He started. âDonât say they wonât know, they are profilers.â You warned him, pointing at finger. âItâs not relevant to the case.â He said, you titled your head back and let out a groan. âNo?â You asked, he shook his head. âMy boss got taken, we donât know why and-â âIâll protect you.â Kenny said confidently, you shook your head. âYou will, but they will notice when you take a particular interest to me, you gonna give the same concern to the others I work with?â You asked him, he opened his mouth to say something before Hana appeared at your side. âIs everything okay?â She asked looking between the pair, you looked at Kenny who nodded. âYeah, I was seeing if she was hiding anything from us.â Kenny told her, you closed your mouth and nodded tightly when Hana turned to you. âI need to get back to my patrol.â You told the pair before walking away before they could say anything. âIâm not an expert of anything but that looked like a lovers quarrel more than mutual discussion.â Hana stated, Kenny glared at her before he went to walk away before stopping. âWeâre dating.â He announced to her, she looked shocked but smiled at him. âShe wants to tell everyone that we are.â Kenny stated. âAnd you donât?â Hana tilted her head. âI do but-â Kenny trailed off. âBut what Kenny? Come on an amazing woman like that and your scared of committing to her.â Hana said, gesturing to the door that you had walked through minutes ago. âHana, trust me Iâm not scared to committing to her, Iâm worried that reality will crash down on us.â Kenny said, Hana opened and shut her mouth. âI hate to break it to you lover boy but reality is crashing down, her boss has been abducted who knows whatâs gonna happen next.â Hana reminded him
âAndrew.â You said, surprised to see him. âY/N, what are you doing here?â Andrew asked, panic filling his voice. âWorking.â You commented then the door shutting behind him stopped you from going any further. âNo one is scheduled to be here.â He said, his brows furrowing before the door was kicked open and two armed men walked in, aiming their guns at you. âDonât shoot her.â Andrew said, the pair of you holding your hands up as he stepped in front of you. âYou said no one would be here.â One of the men grumbled, Andrew lowered his head before glancing back to you. âItâs my fault, I forgot I asked her to meet me here.â Andrew told him, the man looked at you âYou know?â The talked man asked you, you looked at him before turning to Andrew. âBaby, what are these men talking about?â You asked, playing along with him. âBaby?â the second man questioned, tilting his head to look past Andrew and make eye contact with you. âYouâre married.â He stated, Andrew swallowed before nodding. âWhen you work this job you need a place were you can let your stress out.â Andrew said, âIs she a cop?â The shorted one asked, you head whipped to them. âA cop, me? You are out of your mind.â You replied, scoffing and looking at them disgusted. âYouâre a cop? You said you were a business man.â You told Andrew, whacking his back he winced and turned to you, trying to get a hold of your hands. âI know baby Iâm sorry but ââ He tried to tell you. âEnough, the pair of you are coming with us.â The taller man commanded.
âWeâve got footage.â Hana said as she put it on the large screen, before playing it. Hana watched as Kenny clenched his hands at his side, watching the footage play out before he swallowed thickly and turned away, focussing on the paperwork in his hand as his jaw pulsed whilst he fought to calm down. Jesse turned to him before he glanced to Hana, who arched an eyebrow. âKenny, is there something you need to tell us?â Jesse asked, Kenny looked at him before shaking his head. âIf you donât do it, I will.â Hana warned him, he glanced at her before sighing. âY/N and I are dating, have been for the last six months.â Kenny stated, glancing at her again before looking at the others. âAnd you didnât think to tell us at the beginning.â Jesse questioned, Kenny dropped the paperwork. âShe wasnât involved.â Kenny stated, Jesse narrowed his eyes at him. âKenny, its her boss, sheâs been involved from the start and now sheâs right in the centre.â Jesse inform him, pointing to the screen, Kenny clenched his jaw. âYou donât think I know that?â Kenny questioned, leaning forward on his clenched fists against the table top.
âWhat do they want Andrew?â You asked him quietly, watching then two men as they walked back and forth letting their guns hang at their sides. âMoney and drugs from the evidence locker.â Andrew stated, you titled your head. âWhy did you bring them here?â You quizzed, then you turned to him. âEvidence locker was cleared last night, and it came here this morning.â You thought out loud, he nodded. âBut they incinerate everything tonight.â You continued your thoughts. âThatâs why there here.â Andrew told you. âYou want them to think they have it before it disappears?â You asked, turning to him. âWe have two hours until it goes up in flames.â Andrew stated, you titled your head back so it rested against the tiles. âThere isnât much we can do until they want us, so am I allowed to ask about your lover boy?â Andrew asked, you shook your head and shut your eyes. âYou can ask but I might not answer.â You replied, he chuckled and leaned forward scratching his forehead. âIs he a he?â Andrew asked. âYes, heâs a he.â You replied. âOkay, short, tall, average height?â Andrew started continue questioning. âTall.â You said, then cracked open an eye, âYouâve met him actually?â You added, his head whipped around to you. âI have?â He asked a little louder, covering his mouth he ducked his head. âYeah.â You whispered as the men turned and looked at you. âYou remember when the F.B.I came by and helped?â You asked, he nodded. âWhich one, Crosby or Ortiz?â Andrew quizzed, you titled your head to the side before turning to face Andrew. âCrosby.â âOh, oh yeah I see the pair of you now, I also noticed the not so subtle glances when he was here.â Andrew informed you, your rolled your eyes. âWe werenât even together then.â You told him. âNo, but Iâm pretty sure that the room was able to feel the tension.â He stated, you chuckled before nodding.
âY/N.â Kenny said, pushing your door open as you lifted the bag onto your shoulder. âKenny.â You said with a smile. âYouâre okay?â He said, moving around so he could get a better view of you. âA few scraped but Iâm okay.â You told him, he smiled down at you before wrapping the his large arms around you. âIâm sorry.â He apologised into your hair. âYou didnât have anything to do with it.â You told him, rubbing your hands up and down his back. âNo, but I shouldâve told the team about sooner.â He admitted, you gave him a small smile before shaking your head. âItâs okay.â You told him, smiling as you rested your arms on his biceps. âIt-â âKenny, weâre both safe, Andrew and myself.â You told him, his blue eyes watched you before he took the bag off your shoulder, flinging it over his. âWhether you shouldâve told them sooner or not it doesnât matter.â You took your hand in his. âNot anymore.â You finished, bringing his hand up to your lips and pressing a kiss to the back of his hand. âAnyway, purple suits you.â You stated, lightly hitting the bag that rested on his back, he chuckled. âI know.â He replied cockily.
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It Started as Stress Relief
It Started as Stress Relief
Kenny Crosby x ReaderÂ
When they met, neither of them were looking for anything more than stress relief. Kenny Crosby had just gotten out of the military and was in a dark place. Y/N Gibson was working on her law degree and needed to let off some steam. They had met at a bar in New York City as they both relocated to the crowded city to get away from something.Â
It was only supposed to be a one night thing, but it quickly turned into them hooking up at least three times a week. After three months, they were cooking for each other and meeting for coffee. A couple of months later, they were sharing secrets, hopes, and dreams. At the same time, Kenny was applying to the FBI academy and Y/N was studying for the bar exam--which had them spending less and less time with each other. It took them being apart for several weeks to make them realize that they cared more for the other than they had originally planned.
Like a movie, they met in the middle of Time Square with rain pouring down around them. Though they were both physically fit individuals, they were panting and out of breath.Â
Y/N through herself into his arms, wanting to feel his warmth for the first time in weeks. âKennyâŚâ She whispered, pulling him in tight.Â
He wrapped his arms around her, enjoying her familiar comfort. âY/NâŚâÂ
âI missed youâŚâ She mumbled as she buried herself into his neck.Â
He hummed, pressing a kiss to her forehead. âI missed you too.â
She pulled away enough to look up at him, âI donât why it took me so long to realize that I canât go a day without you. It has been the hardest last weeks of my life without you.â She blushed.
He grinned at her reddening cheeks. âYou took the words right out of my mouth.â He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.Â
It went without saying that they were an item after that. After Kenny graduated from the academy and joined the Fugitive Task Force, they had decided to move in together as it made sense with him being away a lot.Â
It wasnât until he came home and explained that there was a member of his team with her last name, that Y/N realized that she hadnât told him about her sister--who happened to also be an FBI Agent. âKenny.. I have something to say..â
He looked up from his go-bag and the dirty clothes he was pulling out. âYeah, what is it?â
She set her wine glass on the counter. âI have a sister, her name is Hana Gibson. She is an FBI agent and I think that she is on your team.â She pulled out her phone to pull up some pictures.
His eyes widened as he looked over her shoulder to see the photo, âoh shit. Thatâs my teammate.âÂ
Y/N sighed, closing her eyes. âI feel like a shit sister for not mentioning her before, I guess I got too wrapped in studying for the bar. I have pictures that I have been meaning to hang up, but I am not handy.âÂ
Kenny wrapped his arms around her waist. âIt is okay, baby.â He kissed her forehead. âDo you want us to tell your sister about us?â
Y/N shook her head no. âNot yet, I just want to keep this between us for right now.âÂ
He nodded in acceptance. âOkay, but we will have to tell her eventually.â
...3 Years Later..Â
So, they have let time get away from them..and still havenât told Hana, or any of the team, about their relationship. After Y/N passed the bar, she got a job with the US Attorney's office working White Collar crimes-- which includes a lot of time and paperwork. Kenny had been getting called away on more cases that kept him busy. Whenever Hana would visit with Y/N, Kenny would be out on a guys night and would come home after Hana left. If the sisters had sleepovers, they would happen at Hanaâs place. If the team was talking about their personal life, Kenny had to be careful about what he said. He couldnât give any specific details, so he had to say that he was still feeling things out.Â
It wasnât until they were having a date night after Kenny got home from a hard case, that their secret came to light. It was about a veteran going through a PTSD break and thinking that he was being hunted by insurgents. Y/N saw the pain in his eyes, so she took him out to his favorite restaurant and bowling-- his secret favorite hobby.Â
âY/N? Kenny?â Hana asked, as she and the team stepped out of a Chinese restaurant.
The couple froze, nearly dropping their ice cream as they stopped. They shared a look before turning towards the team. âHiâŚâ They echoed, waving awkwardly.
Hana stepped forward, confusion evident on her face. âAre you guys on a date? How do you even know each other?âÂ
Sheryll Barnes looked at Clinton, âthey are screwed.â
Y/N stepped towards her sister. âI am going to be real with you, Hana. Kenny and I have been together for almost 4 years. We met and started dating just after he got out of the Army and joined the FBI. We originally only planned to keep us a secret for a little bit, but life got in the way.â She paused, tearing up at how upset Hana looked. âThen we got so far into this that we didnât know how to tell you.â
Hana looked away from Y/N to glare at Kenny. âSo, the anonymous woman that you were talking about was Y/N?â
Kenny rubbed the back of his head. âYes. There is so much about her that I love, so I didnât have to lie about anything but the name.âÂ
Y/N looked back at him with a smile. âYou talk about me?â
He grinned lovingly at her. âOf course.âÂ
Hana gagged. âI think that I prefer not knowing about you guys.â
Everyone laughed as Y/N launched herself at her sister, wrapping her in a tight hug. âI love you, Hana..â
Hana groaned, âyeah, yeah, yeahâŚâ
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6. oh my god I havenât got you a present! - kenny crosby (fbi most wanted)
The past few weeks had been so stressful, getting everything ready for your daughters first Christmas. Kenny knew you wanted everything to be perfect so he helped however he could and tried not to stress you out too much.
âThe house looks beautiful, by the way.â He smiled as he admired your handy work before pressing a kiss to your head.Â
After a long day, you daughter had finally fallen asleep, just in time fore Kenny to come home and spend some time with his partner. You had been so busy that he missed spending time with you and showing you how much he loved you.
You smiled gratefully, âThank you. It took a while but everything looks good and she loves it. I wanted us to have traditions as a family and she seems to really enjoy it, especially the Christmas fair.â
âIâm glad you had fun and Iâm glad we got to do it together. As much as I love work, being with you both always makes me happy.â Kenny sighed in content before tightening his hold on you.
You were quite for a moment before your eyes widened in surprise, âOh my god I havenât got you a present!â
Kenny laughed, âItâs okay, being with you both makes me happy and I know you both love me. I donât need a present from you to know. You donât have to get me anything, this Christmas will already be my favourite.â
You shook your head, âNo. I did everything this Christmas, expect get my husband a present? How the hell did I manage to do that? I want to get you something because I need you to know how much I appreciate and cherish you, no matter what.â
âI donât need a present to know you love and care about me. We are a family and we are making memories together, thatâs whatâs important to me. I love you, present or no present.â
âI love you too dork.â
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