Chicago PD (#wattys2019)

132. Goodnight n go (Jay Halstead)

This one was requested by exclipsht and it was inspired by song Goodnight n go from Ariana Grande. 🥰

I was sitting behind my desk, scroling through the pages and pages of work related things but I kept seeing Jay looking at me with his dark lustfull eyes. As I close my own I think about the past night. How he was on top of me, and me on my knees for him. How he kissed me behind my ear and whispered sweet nothings. How I teased him like no one can, making his knees weak with just one touch. I lick my lips, giving him one more look, seeing he is already looking at me, smilling because he knows what I am thinking about.

Jay is always on my mind even when he is inches from me. He is like a magnet when our skin brushes together, cousing our hair to electrify. "Detecrive Y/L/N!" He would greet me with the same name he moans when he is high on love, falling on top of me.

We meet every day at lounch time but we never eat. Jay is what I want even if it has to be a secret.

Jay traces his fingers down my sides making me moan out in pleasure because I need him. He finnaly reconects our lips making me smile like no one can. Jay tucks away my hair behind my ear placing a wet kiss as he would say I will love you forever.

Standing at the doorway every night he would look at me and I would look at him for minutes. I would think about how cute he is, how mine and whisper to myself. "Just say goodnight and go." I would debate on weather to stay where I am or run in to his arms, telling the whole world he is who I really want.

One day Jay will go with me and stay the night, holding me tight while sleeping. And we will talk for hours and love each other untill the sun will rise again. We would be so good together, so perfect... I just know it.

But right now he has to stop looking at me like that. He needs to say goodnight and go. Go before I go back to my husband. "I would never hurt you like he does." Jay whispers, holding my arm and I believe him because I know he means it.

***

While I was driving home one night I told my husbant to stop the car. "I want a divorce." I admit, fearing for my own life. He stooped the car, smacking me twice, laughing as the blood ran down my face. "I will leave because I don't love you." I provoke him.

He puls out a gun and aim's it to my heart. "If I can't have you no one will."

Bam!

The shoot was fired as my face was full of blood. I start to breath again, seeing Jay holding his gun on my husbands chest. "Look away." He whisperes shooting one more time, making sure the man abusing me was gone for good. He grabbs my hand and holds me tight. "No more goobye's just goodnight's."