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senpai <3
"is that . . . are you calling me old, detective?" he blinked at the cop once, twice, three times before shaking his head. "we're the same age. —we're the same age, right? isn't a senpai like a sensei? someone older and wiser that you look up to? you know what? i'm just going to take it as a compliment. thank you kim burgess, i am wiser than you, thanks for noticing. —but whatever you want, the answer is still no."
kim wants you to pack some more spf before you take her husband on a boat ❤️
buck wants kim to know that he can bring all the SPF she wants but he can't force her husband to put it on. buck also wants kim to know that if he does get burned because he didn't put the SPF on she'll be getting a video of him walking back to the parking lot with buck in the BG saying well well well, if it isn't the consequences of your own actions.
kimberly burgess, My muse pulls your muse under their umbrella during a sudden downpour.
watching anna and lilly run around on the soccer field, she was happy their kids were out and about. active and loving the same sport she did, lilly even scored a goal earlier. she is however, a little less happy about the weather. after playing soccer herself for so many years, one would think she was a little better about it. or at least knew how to dress herself, and not just the kids before going to a game. but her raincoat was hanging in the dry hallway at home, and an umbrella . . . did they even own one ? if they didn't, they should definitely get one. or two. there is a small sound as hand curl around her biceps, pulling her and suddenly the rain isn't hitting her anymore. a little bit of relief, looking over at kim, and she really can't help the kinda sheepish smile. maybe she didn't know her in college, or generally earlier in life, but even as a mom she never really got everything worked out. she didn't have all her ducks in a row. they were kinda scattered, all over the place and without direction. " thanks, " it's a low murmur, shoulder lightly bump against hers before eyes drift back to the kids on the field. " i didn't think it was gonna get this bad today. hopefully they won't be coming down with a cold after the match, "
@x59686
the ambulance is taking the girl away, scared, beaten and bruised, but alive. and the coroner is taking the guy away. beaten and bruised, a bullet through the heart. sometimes, there was a way of talking them down. to get everyone out of the situation alive, but sometimes, sometimes it just turned out this way. sometimes there just wasn't anything more they could do. they saved a life however. something good came out of it, and that was the most important part. bringing some form of justice to the four girls before this one, it felt good. " you know, " her voice is soft as she looks over at the brunette, hint of a smile upon features. she really like her. not just because she seemed to be good at her job, but she had heart. drive. good instincts. " if you ever find yourself curious, you should give me a call. we could use someone like you in washington, "
@x59686 : starter call.
( . . . ) @x59686 gets a silly little canon event ft. @respondsfirst
ruzek and burgess were the only two left in intelligence that morning. atwater and upton were undercover, halstead and lindsay took mouse to follow up on a lead, decotis was on breakfast duty for platt, the dawsons were . . . well, adam didn't really know what those two were doing. the urge to makeout with his fiancé was strong, but he had too much respect for the intelligence unit for that. so he placed his hand on kim's knee instead. "hey," he said, pulling her out of that pretty little head of hers with a kiss on the cheek. "as soon as al gets here, we'll head out."
♡ STARTER CALL.
chicago was a melting pot of misplaced aggression & corruption. a city with a reputation that preceded it ! the peak of it's own self-destruction made headlines on more than one occasion ── he was aware, warned, but he decided to take a chance anyhow. blindly, stupidly, he believed it's venom had far more important people to touch. how he was wrong. light knock pulled him from the destruction of his own thoughts & carried him to the front door, look of confusion spread thick on his face with file ( one he wasn't supposed to have ) still clutched between soot stained fingers. " @x59686 ? what are you doing here ? "
anguish feels as vast as the ocean . it feels murky and rough like the crush of the waves at high tide . it feels bloodcurdling , it feels harrowing , like a swift bullet is lodged in the center of your heart — your most vital organ resisting to beat . digits quiver over the keyboard : kim got shot . it's still touch and go . the beat of your heart , the curve of your smile : snatched from the team . stripped from you . it’s midnight and you’re still at the district , you’re still heaving yourself into your work to avoid going back to the hospital , to avoid the fear that grows in the pit of your stomach like mold .
sigh escapes maw at the sound of heavy footfalls ascending steps . it’s probably trudy , again . baby blues shift and bottom lip hovers , quivering , at the sight . brunette stands , still , hand aiding stitched gunshot wound in torso . stupefied look occupies features for a moment and she remains frozen , for only a moment .
arms slender and strong envelope the woman who means everything to her . the woman she nearly lost in the mere blink of an eye . ❛ ❛ what are you doing here ? you should still be at the hospital , you should be — ❜ ❜ words fail her , they’re not enough to convey how she feels . but affection is . but lips in a firm press to hers conveys everything . hands move to cup cheeks , tongue flicking against bottom lip , begging for entrance . ❛ ❛ i didn’t think i was ever going to see you again . ❜ ❜ she is breathless , forehead against forehead , breath warm against maw before the need for another kiss commands actions again — the tilt of her head , the curve of her lips , the soft embrace . this is love .
kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them . @x59686
♡ STARTER CALL.
earthquakes rarely happened in chicago & even when they did it was never on the type of scale los angeles was running on. minor property damage, a few shaken residents, an uptick in calls to 911, some non-life-threatening injuries ── never this. the city that often bounced back on its own was left in darkness & disorientation as night rolled in & the remnants of the latest aftershock faded to nothing but a distant nightmare.
he knew better than to enter a building with that much structural damage ── windows blown, top half sloping, support beams caving beneath weight they once held with ease ── but the line between his safety & his job blurred just enough that he didn't care. typical buck being buck move which would've been fine had it not been for the presence of his impromptu partner in rescue that day. " @x59686 ? " concrete dust settled between newly formed cracks in building's foundation & dirty fingers scrubbed the soot from his eyes. as if that was the reason he couldn't see more than five feet in front of him. it was quiet. outside of a few car alarms & neighborhood dogs the world outside had gone still. like someone had pressed the mute button on the chaos that normally followed & left the mind to make up for the gap in senses. all it did was make the panic he'd worked all day to swallow become unbearable in his chest. " kim ! call out. you good ? "
