Then I Met You- Part 3

Then I Met you- Part 3

Pairing: Kelly Severide x Reader / Matt Casey & Reader (siblings)

Warnings: angsts, age difference

Note: In this fic Matt and Kelly are 38, so Matt was 21 became a firefighter (2003). Matt and reader are 11 years apart, so the reader is 27. So be aware of the age difference, if it bothers you don’t read it 😊

You were sitting on the bathroom floor trying to regain your breath. When you had decided to talk to Brett, you didn’t think you would end up having to explain yourself to everyone. But the deed was done and you didn’t have any other choice... this didn’t mean you weren’t going to postpone it as long as you could though.

You were so deep in thoughts you almost didn’t hear someone entering the bathroom. So when you heard someone clearing their throat, you jumped a little. Two feet were near you and, when you looked up, you saw Severide.

He was leaning against the bathroom wall and he was looking at you like you look at a scared animal.

“Hey”- he said softly - “are you ok?” - he continued when you didn’t say anything

“Sure, I just know everyone is out there hating me because I lied to them and I, honestly, don’t know how to explain everything... it’s just, my life has always been complicated... let’s leave it at that. And now that I finally feel like things are changing for the best... ehmmm”- you groaned

“No one hates you and you don’t own anyone anything”

“Why, when you need a call, there isn’t one?”- you rhetorically asked

“Hey don’t jinx it. Beside are you seriously hoping for someone to get hurt”- he was smirking

“Thank you, now I’m feeling even worse. Beside I was hoping on a little scratch; you know people call for anything”

“Listen”- he said squatting down in order to be at your eyes level - “You have to deal with the guys out there sooner or later, you have just to go out there and if you don’t want to explain the situation you don’t have to. Matt has already pointed that out. It’s up to you”

You looked at him, his eyes were even more beautiful this close. You felt suddenly calm while looking at him and it kinda felt weird, because it usually happened with Matt.

Matt had always been able to calm you down with a simple look and you didn’t know how to feel knowing there was someone else who suddenly could do the same.

“Yeah it’s time”- all at once speaking with the other was easier than being alone with Kelly. You barely knew him and you refused to let this feeling overwhelmed you. Beside you had promised yourself you were done with man since apparently you weren’t good at choosing them.

You and Kelly went to the common area and everyone looked at you in silence.

“You ok?”- Matt asked you once he came closer

“Yeah. It was bound to happen, right?”- you whispered while he hugged you. He squeezed you as tight as he could without taking your breath away, knowing it would calm you down.

“Ok... well, as you guys heard I’m Matt’s sister”- you said while looking at the 51.

Sylvie was looking at you apologetically and you smiled at her to let her know you weren’t mad. It wasn’t her fault, it was yours firstly for keeping it a secret and secondly because it was you that had started the conversation where anyone could hear you.

“How come we never met you before”- asked Herman

“And why didn’t you tell us when you started working here”- asked Ritter. He was the one you had bonded the most beside Sylvie

“As I was telling them, you dont have to feel obligated to answer their questions”- Matt said

“I know, but I think they deserve to know the truth. Ok well I should probably start with saying that Matt is my half brother, not that change anything for me, but yeah... we have the same father but different mothers. We didn’t know about each other for years, when my mom had me, his parents were still together so I grew up mostly with my mom and I have her surname. When I was 10 my mom died so I was put in the system and my social worker searched for relatives that could take me in. That’s when I found out about Matt and Christie, we had a couple of meetings but Matt had just finished the academy so he hadn’t a stable income and home and in the end I was put in a foster home”

“Why didn’t you go with Christie, she was older and had a home and worked already, right?”- Herman asked

“Christie and I... we don’t really get along. It’s a complicated situation, let’s say we had different relationships with our father. She has always put him on a pedestal and my presence was unsettling for her. The social worker asked her but she didn’t feel like taking me in would be the best thing for the both of us”- you shrugged a little.

You were uncomfortable with talking about Christie, saying that you two didn’t get along was an euphemism. She basically preferred to behave like you didn’t exist. You knew that finding out about you had been difficult for her, she had only known a version of her father, one that was very different from the version you and Matt had known. But even though you understood how difficult it had been for her, you still felt deeply hurt about her behavior; you had been 10, you had just lost the only person that had ever loved you in your life, so it hadn’t been easy to feel rejected by her. You had felt so alone back then.

You took a deep breath and stopped thinking about Christie.

“Matt and I kept in touch while I was with my foster family but when I was 12 a family out of state decided to adopt me, so we kinda lost truck of each other for some time”- you said

“When did you guys get in touch again”- Sylvie asked

“I was 19 and I came looking for him. I was trouble as a kid, I’m not gonna lie. So when I said to my adoptive family I wanted to leave they weren’t so sad about it”- you laughed bitterly

“But how come we didnt know about you before? I mean it’s been seven or eight years since you connected again right?”- Cruz asked

“It’s more complicated than that... I haven’t always been with Matt since I was 19, I stayed for a while and then I... I left again... listen I’m sorry... I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. It’s just I’m not that proud of my past and I just wanted to start fresh, but I knew that telling you guys I was Matt’s sister would bring a lot of questions. And Matt is a saint so he went along with it; so I’m sorry but I’m not ready to tell you the rest, I hope it’s ok”

“Of course it’s ok kiddo, just know we are a family and whenever you are ready, if you’ll ever be, we’ll be here”- Herman said before coming to hug you

“Thank you”

“But... for the love of God, stop avoiding the Molly’s”- he added and you laugh

“I promise”

You looked at Matt and he was smiling proudly at you.

You knew you had still a long way to go, there were still a lot of things about your past you were too ashamed to talk about, but it was a start.

Ambulance 61 man down

“You asked for it”- said Severide and you smiled at him before following Brett

“Listen I’m sorry I got you in this situation. I didn’t know everyone was there”- Sylvie said once in the ambo

“It’s not your fault. We’re good right?”- you asked

“We’ve always been ok”- she said

“Yeah sure... beside when you taught I was sleeping with Matt and wanted to kill me”- you laughed

“Oh shut up!”- she said blushing

You smiled looking out of the window ready for the call.

Ok... sorry if something doesn’t add up with the timeline of the show but it’s not that easy 😂

Anyway FEEDBACK IS WELCOME LIKE ALWAYS

Forgive me if there are mistakes but English is not my first language

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Chapter 4

Description: You accompany your friends on a day trip to Animal Kingdom Theme Park where you meet Scott Evans by chance. This one afternoon leads to a year long friendship with both Chris and Scott over text messages and phone calls.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Warning: Cursing, drinking, and drunk texting.

A/N: Italics are internal thoughts.

Chapter 3

“Where do you want to eat?” Brooks asked once the two of you reached a strip of fast food and casual eateries.

Both of you left the office in search of a late lunch. In actuality, Brooks surprised you in the parking lot when you pulled in. You had just eaten breakfast two hours prior, but hey, if he was paying, you were going.

“Champs is always good,” you said.

Brooks hummed in reply, but kept walking past the entrance, leaving you standing there puzzled.

“Okaaaaay,” you said as you jogged to catch up. “What’s up with you?”

“Nothing,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Okay. Sure. We’ll go with that,” you replied.

When you passed the fifth restaurant, you quickly walked ahead, grabbing the door for Panera Bread and holding it open for him. “In! Now!”

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Of Short Girls and High Shelves

Prompt: “… something tells me Cavill would also like the view as we’d struggle with the top shelf” an anonymous ask for our dear @littlefreya​, which then led to this…  Again, thank you for letting me take over your post ❤️

Summary: Your husband loves how small you are. Sometimes he shows you in the worst way possible, but makes up for it in the best way. That being said, he likes to put your favorite coffee mug on a shelf just out of your reach and then watches you struggle.

Pairing: Captain Syverson x 1st person reader

Warning: SMUT; domestic relationship; size!kink; fingering; badly written and pretty short handjob; oral (fem receiving)(Captain Cunnilingus strikes again); multiple orgasms; dom/sub; MaleDom/femSub; slight possessive behavior; filthy language; begging; breeding(!kink); what? fluff during filth? It’s more likely than you think; I tried to be funny…, Dog!Daddy Sy

If you are uncomfortable with any of this, do not read!

A/N: This is my first time writing for Sy, so please be gentle with the criticism. I also jumped between 1st and 2nd person perspective and changed it back and forth, and I don’t know if I changed every pronoun back…

Thank you so much to my amazing beta @fearlessindigo. I love you, bebe❤️❤️❤️

Word count: 5.7k

Title: Of Short Girls and High Shelves

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The bright morning sun peeks rudely through the gaps in the heavy curtains, shining right into my face. I groan, still mostly asleep and turn to the other side, away from the stress and duties that come with the morning, and towards the warmth of my big bear of a husband. It’s just that when I turn, instead of snuggling up to his wide chest, I fall face down onto his pillow; not a trace of the Captain to be found.

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Chapter 5

Description: You accompany your friends on a day trip to Animal Kingdom Theme Park where you meet Scott Evans by chance. This one afternoon leads to a year long friendship with both Chris and Scott over text messages and phone calls.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Warning: Cursing and drinking.

Word Count: 5,200

A/N: See note at the end of the chapter. Italics are internal thoughts.

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The Minneapolis-St. Paul International airport was packed for your five o’clock flight on the twenty seventh. Apparently, everyone else was also saying goodbye to the Christmas holiday besides yourself. Vacation time is always great, but you had a story due on December twenty ninth that really needed to be finished. Technically, the article could have been written while staying in the frozen tundra that you once called home. The assignment is a piece covering various places to celebrate New Year’s Eve. All the information for the story could be found online and any questions could easily be answered via phone call, but after a week with your family, you needed the peace and quiet. You had grown accustomed to living alone. Home centered you, even if it was just a rental. You also thrived in an office setting; the beat of the busy newsroom also matching the beat of your heart.

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