(TW: mentions of firearms)
You wake up to the morning sun shining through the window in Hank's bedroom. You sit up, resting against the headboard and stretch out your legs. You look around for Voight but don't see him anywhere. Hearing some clatter downstairs, you slip out of the bed and stand up.
Before walking out of the room, you adjust the sheets and walk into the bathroom. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you look over the bruises on your neck left from Hank. You lift your hand up and run your fingers across the marks. You faintly laugh to yourself. You tame some of the frizz in your hair, so that you don't look too horrible and walk out of the bathroom.
You walk downstairs and down the hallway into the kitchen. You peek around the corner, seeing Hank sipping on a cup of coffee. You step into the room and he looks over in your direction.
"Good Morning" He says, smiling.
You walk over to him, as he pours you a cup of coffee and hands it to you.
"How'd you sleep?" Hank says.
"I slept pretty good. How about you?" You say as you lean against his arm.
"I had a gorgeous woman next to me all night, so I'd say pretty good." Hank says let out a few laughs.
A few moments pass, and you look over to the clock on the stove.
"Fuck, we're going to so be late." You say, setting the cup down on the counter.
"Relax, it's fine." Hank says as he pulls you into his arms.
You stand in his arms for a few seconds before you hear your phone buzzing on the counter. You pick it up to see who's calling.
"Oh God. It's Antonio." You say looking over to Hank.
"Just answer it." He says, before taking another sip of coffee.
"Hello?" You say.
"Hey, where were you? I thought you we're stopping by the gym before work...?" Antonio says.
"Oh, I completely forgot! How about after work tonight?" You say.
"Sounds good. Hey why aren't you here yet? Almost everyone else is, shift starts at 7:00am." Antonio says, while letting out a laugh.
"I'm on my way right now, tell Voight I got caught in some traffic." You say, looking over at him and winking.
"That is, if I can find him." Antonio says.
"Oh. well, if you see him let him know. Bye" You say as you pull the phone away from your ear and end the call.
You look over at Hank and start to laugh.
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Chicago Intelligence (reader X Hank Voight)
Fanfictiey/n just graduated the police academy and applied to become an officer for the Chicago Police Department. After landing the job at the 21st precinct, you catch a glimpse of the sergeant of the Intelligence Unit. I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY CHARA...