Black And Blue

Black and Blue

Pairings: Kevin Atwater x Black Reader 

Summary: With all that’s going on in the world, I wanted to explore things from Kevin’s perspective. What’s it like for him and his family, existing on both sides of the spectrum? 

*Title inspired by one of my favorite Chicago PD eps

Attempting to soothe your 4 month pregnant and agitated stomach, you got in your cousin's face, finger pointed, rage on high.

“As much as you want to refute my choice of a life partner, Detective Kevin Atwater is the reason your dumbass isn’t in a jail cell right now...or worse.”

“So now I’m a dumbass?!”

“YES!”

“You don’t think what we’re doing out there is important?! Did you sell out when he put that ring on your finger or was it the day he wrote the down payment check for this bougie ass loft you’re livin’ in?!”

Without hesitation, you smacked Brian across the face, just as Kevin walks in to the front door. Already changed out of his riot gear, he dons his usual black hoodie, dark jeans and combat boots. He holds a beat on locking away his gun, as he’s not quite sure what he’s walking into.

“Baby, you good?”

You and Brian are still staring each other down. You finally break the silence, with gritted teeth.

“Get out of my house.”

Brian slowly backs away from you, being sure to glare disapprovingly at Kevin on his way out. Locking the door behind him, Kevin continues his routine of securing his gun as you walk over to him crying.

You weren’t quite sure if it was the adrenaline from the fight you just had with family, the worry for your husbands safety out on the currently extra dangerous streets or the pregnancy hormones, but all you wanted was Kevin’s hands on your body.

As you reached up to place your arms around his neck, he obliged and pulled you into a passionate kiss. Within seconds, your legs were wrapped around his waist as he carried you up the stairs into the bedroom, slowly lowering you on to the bed. He hovered over you, gently reaching down to kiss the remaining tears away. You removed his hoodie and proceeded to let him know just how glad you were to have him safely home in one piece.

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Hours later, the two of you were absently wrapped in sheets. Kevin sat up, his back against the headboard, while you laid across his lap. With one hand intertwined with his, you used the other to trace the solid ridges of his stomach.

“Y/N…”

“Hmm?” The deep sound of his voice breaking you out of a trance.

“I don’t want you to be mad at Brian.”

You sit up to turn and fully face him. The look of curiosity and annoyance growing across your brow.

“Kev...the things that he said...what he’s doing out there? You saved him tonight from the possibility of not making it back home and he couldn’t even say ‘thank you’? He’s a disrespectful little...”

“But Y/N, I get it. The way Brian grew up, hell the way we grew up, he was trained to hate people like me. Do you remember how reluctant you were to date me when you found out what I did for a living?”

“Of course. I was pissed cuz you didn’t tell me right away.”

“Exactly, but I didn’t because I wanted to make sure I had you before your opinion of me was tainted by what you thought a Chicago cop was like. Y/N, Brian never had that chance. Sure I’m married to you and by default he’s family, but that deep seeded hatred takes years to undo.”

“True, but you guys in Intelligence…”

Cutting you off with a touch to your cheek.

“We’re a rare breed baby. You know that. Just think of all that nonsense I had to fight off two years ago with Doyle’s people. They’re the majority. They’re the ones who don’t care about Brian’s life and they’re the reason why he was out there looting with that group after others protested peacefully downtown for hours. And you know good and well that if circumstances were different…”

Kevin slightly repositioned himself over you, placing light kisses on your pregnant belly.

“...if you weren’t cooking my beautiful baby girl in this sexy ass oven…”

Smirking as you playfully swatted his hand “Boy! I told you I want a boy…”

He rolled his eyes at you while further pinning you down under him. Unable to move, you gazed upon your husband as he proceeded to have a full on conversation with the child growing in your stomach. Although annoyed at the topic of his current Ted Talk, you truly loved these moments. Being black in this country was hard enough. Adding to that, your choice as a couple to stand with a foot on both sides of the spectrum of black and blue, it was a rare occasion when the love of your life was allowed to put his guard down and just be a man. You came back to reality when he purposely grazed your sensitive skin with his beard.

“Listen baby GIRL...mamas gonna try to act tough when you get out here, but I got your back, ok?

Laughing reluctantly and whining in protest and for him to move… “Stop it! That tickles!”

Kevin relented and moved up, gazing deep into your eyes. The look on his face as if he was ready to put another baby in the oven. You bit your bottom lip. As you each moved in closer for a kiss…there was a sudden urge...

“Great, now I have to pee!”

He burst into laughter as you untangled yourself from his limbs and the sheets and scurried to the bathroom.

“Shut up!”

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The next morning, you awoke to a text from Brian.

My bad cuz...I ain’t mean that shit.

Brian was never verbose and you knew him sending just that simple message took a lot. You were about to respond when you heard voices downstairs. You had expected Kevin to be at the District by now. He previously had a routine of waking you up before he left, no matter the hour, but that became less frequent once you got pregnant, deciding to text you his whereabouts instead. His voice ringing in your head now...

“You need to be well rested, Y/N.”

You got up, put some comfortable clothes on and went downstairs. To your surprise Kevin was sitting at the dining room table with his partner Adam and your cousin Brian. It looked like they had been planted in their seats having a heated discussion for hours. You stood in shock and then walked over to the kitchen to make some tea.

Adam was the first to break from the tense meeting, walking over to greet you with a hug and a peck on the cheek after you placed the kettle on the stove.  

“Morning, Y/N, you’re lookin’ beautiful as always.

With a chuckle, “Hey sweetie...you’ve always been such a good liar...I appreciate that.”

“I'm serious girl, you look great. I told Atwater if he acts up…”

“Hey! Hey! Hey!” Kevin yelled from the dining room as he approached. He and Ruzek were like brothers. He’d stood by Kevin’s side through it ALL, unwavering in his loyalty, so it was only natural that, as a brother, he also knew which buttons to push to irk him the most.  

Kevin punched him in the arm and Adam reciprocated with a swat to the back of Kevin’s neck. You shook your head and laughed, proceeding with the business of putting the kettle on the stove….this boyish nonsense was routine.

Both deciding there could be no winner in this moment, they finally calmed down. “Man chill out, you’re gonna upset my goddaughter.”

You immediately rolled your eyes and sighed as you grabbed your favorite mug from the cabinet. “Daughter...I see he’s gotten to you too huh?”

You darted a look at Kevin, which he avoided, clearing his throat with a  smirk.

“Adam, are you hungry?”

Walking past the guys into the dining room, you offered an olive branch to your cousin as well, who still sat at the table in deep thought, “Brian, you want anything to eat? I can make some breakfast.” He looked up at you and rose from the table. You were startled by the look of both sorrow and determination in his eyes.

“I’m good cuz.”

He gave you a quick hug and exited the apartment.

You turned to Kevin and Adam for an explanation. “What just happened?”

Kevin spoke up first.

“I called him. He was pissed when he saw Adam here at first but I needed him to get it. I wanted him to understand why I still do this job everyday. That we haven’t sold out. We haven’t abandoned our people, I’m doing this for my people. It’s hard as hell but people like Adam, Intelligence...it’s a family, and we’re doing what we can at least to make this shit a little better.”

“How did he take that?”

Adam retorted, attempting to break the awkwardness, “Well, Brian didn’t try to hit me in the face, so I guess you can say it went alright?”

You snorted. With Adam’s sarcasm and Brian’s temper, you knew that was no small feat.

“Ok man, I’m gonna head out. I’ll catch up with you at the district.” Adam pounded Kevin’s fist and made his way to the door, but not before one last jab. With a wink to you, “Bye baby…”

“Bro! Get the hell out!”

With a mischievous laugh. “What?! I was talking to my goddaughter!”

You couldn’t help but laugh too. “BYE Adam!”

Kevin walked towards you, wrapping his arms around your waist. Your hands rested lightly on his strong arms.

“How many people have you told that we’re having a little girl?”

“Not many...I mean, the people down at the 21st of course…”

Hitting his chest… “Kevin Atwater! We haven’t even officially checked yet! Such a man.”

He tilted your face up to look directly at him. “What’s wrong with me wanting a girl, Y/N? If she’s anything like her beautiful mama, she’ll be strong, graceful…” His words slowing down as he was sure to kiss your face after proclaiming each of the attributes he adored.

“...independent….smart.....beautiful.”

Per usual, you were becoming puddy in his arms. “You said that one already.”

He squeezed you tighter, hoping to stay in this moment a little while longer. Your face buried in his chest, “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For trying to make it right with Brian. For reminding me why I chose to stay with you. For reminding me how easy it was to fall in love with you even after I found out you were a cop. I’m proud of you babe.”

No sooner than the two of you became lost in eachother again, the kettle whistled loudly on the stove. Kevin moaned against your lips in protest as you wiggled away from him to take it off the stove.

Trailing right behind you, he smacked your butt and then reached for you. Longing for the comfort of your body to hold flush against his chest. You turned the stove off and allowed him to engulf you in his arms from behind. Your fingers interlocked with his as they rested comfortably on your stomach. You each looked down for a moment at your growing belly.

Neither of you discussed it often, but there was an innate fear of what it meant to birth a black child into this world. Things had changed, yes, but the cases Kevin was exposed to and the systemic racism that still existed, as obvious in more recent events, was enough to make any future parent uneasy.

One day, when Kevin found you deep in your thoughts, he reminded you that he would never let you shoulder that burden alone. You and his unborn daughter were his world. Everyday that he chose to put that badge on, he was doing so with the intention of making the world around you and for generations to come, a little bit better.

“I have to get to work.”

You turned to face him. “I know...just make sure you come back to us.”

With a kiss to your forehead and another placed softly on your lips. 

“Always. I love you.”

Masterlist

Kevin Atwater

Resurfaced 

Happy Birthday

Black and Blue

Smooth(ie)

Stay

Erik Stevens

Lights Out

A Better Man

Just A Bit Longer

CountryBoy!Erik Stevens x Black PlusSized Reader

Another #supersizedfic short for my girl's who love Southern Erik. Happy National Black Family Cookout Day, as I seen some one post here. I hope this doesn't feel rushed y'all. Enjoy!

A wooden picnic table sat off to the right of the barn. Several plates, silverware, and pieces of decor adorned the table. Music played from the speakers balanced on the fence posts, flowing over the handful of people at the small gathering. Your dust covered boots were your guide as you approached the decorated area.

A small group of men and their wives stood in separate groups around the grill, talking amongst each other. A few kids playing with the horses in the gated area beside the barn. You smiled as Erik's younger cousin shouted her hello, running over to give you a hug before she went back to the horses. When your eyes found Erik's, he was already looking at you.

He tucked both his hands in his pockets as you eased over to him, trying to hold back his smile. Dimples giving him away. You chuckled as you came to a stop before him. Raising an eyebrow, your lips gifted him a teasing smirk. "Always being the perfect nephew. It fits you, Stevens."

He let his smile break through fully, shoulders bouncing. "That's true, but I'd be the perfect husband too" Wiggling his eyebrows, he caught both your hands with his. Bringing them to his pillow lips to allow them to press a kiss to your soft skin.

You felt your body heat up, butterflies in your stomach beginning to flutter. The smile on your lips became larger and you allowed him to pull you into a hug. "I missed you, thickems." His voice seemed to growl in appreciation, humming to send a vibration through you and straight to yo-

"Erik and his princess, sittin' in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G." You both looked to the singing trio of girls, giggling as they sang. From across the yard, Aunt Nina called for them to leave her love birds alone. Which pulled a few teasing whistles from uncles in the group she stood by.

One of the little girls stuck their tongue out at Erik and he did it back, making all of them laugh before they ran off. You watched them, smiling softly as they left. "They're so cute."

Erik laughed as he lead you both to the table, "Cute as hell until they don't get their way. Then it's another story. I learned that the hard way." You raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for the story. "I watched them once when my aunt and uncle went out of town for work. Since I'm good with kids and I didn't mind. The youngest one, Bri-Bri, ain't like when I told her she couldn't get another cookie.. let's just say she got her cookie."

You laughed at that, imagining how Erik looked when she threw a tantrum. He could barely tell you no, so it wasn't a surprise that he gave into her. A part of you wished you could've seen him with them, watching him show off his fatherly potential.

"Dance with me?" His voice broke your thoughts, making you look to him. He stood before you with a grin as he held out a hand.

"You know I can't dance.." You pouted, looking up at him from your seat at the table. He let out a laugh, lifting you from the bench with a laugh. Holding his hand, you kept his gaze as he walked backwards from the tables and people that surrounded them.

"Come on. I'll take it easy on you." He teased with a little shoulder dance as he backed you both onto the dusty dance floor. "You trust me, right? Relax.."

He wiggled his thick eyebrows, smiling big enough to show a glimpse of his golden caps. Pulling you closer, he swayed you both to the music. You looked up at him, playfully rolling your eyes as you relaxed.

His hands fell to your hips, sitting appropriately on your hips. Though you wouldn't mind if they slipped a bit lower. "I know you can loosen up more than that, sweetness. I've seen your dancing sessions when you're cooking."

You chuckled at that, moving your hips a bit more. "First of all, Stevens, you weren't supposed to be seeing that. I specifically told you to watch the food, not me." Stepping back from him, you danced a little to a familiar beat that came from the speakers. Erik licked his lips at that memory, remembering the jiggle of your thighs and back side that night. Since that night he's offered to come over and help with dinner more often.

He shrugged, dancing around you as your eyes followed him. Once he disappeared behind you, his hands found your hips again. "Maybe I liked the view. You're very attractive, if I haven't told you before.." He had, many times whether boldly or slyly.

The scent of his cologne caught your nose and you hummed softly at its aroma. Erik always smelt good. You allowed him to dance behind you a while longer, just to enjoy his addictive scent and his warmth. Finally nudging him gently away with a nudge from your backside, you threw a wink to him over your shoulder.

A song or two passed before some of the older couples joined you both, dancing only the entertaining way old heads could as the sun began to dim. You had stopped your dancing to cheer on Aunt Nina, watching her get down with her husband. She held her red solo cup high, shaking her hips to the beat.

Erik found himself behind you again, watching his aunt and uncle do their dance. Matching outfits and all. He chuckled, resting his head on your shoulder as he swayed you both once again. "If we ever got married, you think that'd be us?"

The question caught you off guard a bit, but you smiled at hearing him ask it. His voice was quiet as if he was envisioning it. You nodded, giggling before you replied. "That'd definitely be us."

You felt his smile as the dancing died down, his aunt confessing that she was tired. And she was ready to eat.

Everyone started heading towards the table except for you two, Erik catching your hand to make you stay. "Have I told you how pretty you are?"

You grinned, "Yes sir, you have. But I don't mind hearing it again." He chuckled, telling you how pretty you were a bit slower as he pulled you back to him. Looking up at him, you placed your hands on his chest. "Are you trying to keep me all to yourself, Stevens?"

He did a cute crunching of his nose, "Just a little bit longer. My aunt loves taking you away from me."

"The food's done you two. Come get a plate so I can talk to my future niece." Aunt Nina called out, making you chuckle. Erik calling out to say that you both were coming, giving you a 'see what I'm saying' look.

You poked your lip out, cooing at him as you leaned closer. Much to his surprise, you kissed his cheek then the corner of his lips. Pulling back, you patted his chest twice as you found the daze in his face. You stepped away, turning to him one more time with an innocent smile. "Be nice, Erik. She is my future aunt, after all. And if that's the case, you'll have me to yourself more often."

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🙏🏾🖤👑

RIP Chadwick Boseman. A video of him speaking about communicating with kids who had cancer. Unknown to the public, he was already battling his fight with cancer.

You were a rising star! This generations league of great Black Actors! You had so much ahead of you! And I appreciate all you have done for cinema! I hope your family finds peace and consolation. You will never be forgotten.

That part.

if a black woman is being vocal about her experiences with and thoughts on combatting racism and your immediate response is to criticize her tone and request that she deliver it in a way that is “less agreessive” and makes you more comfortable, then you were never really listening. otherwise you’d understand why we’re so passionate in the first place. periodt.

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Gentle Giant

Requested by: Anonymous

Prompts: “did i ever tell you how beautiful your eyes are?” “why don’t you take a picture? it’ll last longer.”

Kevin Atwater x Reader

“Tell me again whats happening between you and Atwater?” Antonio asked as he sat down on your sofa. “Don’t ask me because I have no clue” You laughed “just having a bit of fun really” “Well it looks pretty serious to me” he smirked. “Why you interrogating me Ton” you smirked. “Because sometimes you need to be pushed” he laughed “you are forgetting how long we have known each other, so tell me the truth because I know you know whats going on” “Fine you win” You huffed “Things are kinda getting serious but we haven’t put a label on things”

— “There’s my girl” Kevin grinned as you walked into his house with a crate of beer. “Couldn’t turn up to a party with out a crate, that would just be rude” you laughed placing the crate on the side with the other bottles of alcohol. 

Tonight was just a small celebration for Adam’s birthday, a low key evening with your friends. These were the nights you all loved, even though you wasn’t part of intelligence or the police you was still family and loved every single person in the room. As soon as your hand were free Kevin pulled you into his arms, your head rested against his chest. 

“I’m glad you made it tonight” He whispered kissing your head “You know I wouldn’t miss this for the world” You smiled looking up at him. You felt his fingers under your chin tilting your head up. “Did i ever tell you how beautiful your eyes are?” You whispered placing your hand on his cheek, gently stroking his skin. “About a million and one times now” He chuckled. “Good because it is true” You smiled as he lent down kissing you softly. 

Hearing Antonio and Adam “awww” in the back ground you pulled away looking at them but keeping your forehead still against Kevin’s.

  “why don’t you take a picture? it’ll last longer.” You teased. 

Neither of them replied but you felt your phone buzz in your back pocket, pulling it out to see Adam sent a picture to the group chat. 

“Just did” He smirked “not very often Kevin show his gentle giant side around us so gotta get proof of that and plus its a cute picture.”