I understand if you don’t wanna write this but if you’re up for it could you write a hc for how Voight and Herrmann would react if they found out the reader was cutting ❤️
note: hope it's okay that this is poly. :) i wasn't sure. but thank you for trusting me with this request.
warning: this content includes the mentioning of self harm. please take care of yourself ♡
• the day you started craving a way to feel alive was the day that you faked a smile for the first time in awhile.
• you luckily snatched two incredible and handsome men one day when you walked into molly's bar. to say you were happy with them would be an understatement.
• but lately, you've felt alone.
• and being in a relationship with two men while saying you felt that way wasn't something to take lightly.
• they were so close to you...yet so far at the same time.
• the cases over at the precinct spiked, some gang wars were happening and other innocent bystanders were harmed. crime in general went up.
• voight was the type to follow it through the whole way. so, he rarely came home.
• herrmann had been promoted to lieutenant after finally deciding it was time to move up.
• that resulted in his work hours becoming longer due to having to stay later and finish paperwork for calls they receieved during shift.
• you had normal work hours and often woke up and fell asleep to an empty bed.
• by the time your boyfriends appeared, the tears on the pillowcase were dried.
• the blood in the sink was cleaned.
• and if you were feeling like absolute hell that day, the shower water easily cleared the red droplets right up.
• but there was one day that they both put in to come home earlier to spend time with you.
• but in the end, it came to a surprise for the three of you.
• they were calling your name as soon as they stepped through the door.
• you had some music playing on your phone to fill the silence you were always used to while dragging the razor across your wrist in a delicate motion.
• a small stream of red fell out of the wound, a breathless sigh of content fell past your lips.
• but as soon as the door to the bathroom opened. your breath hitched in fear.
• looking around the tub for something to get the assailant with was something voight engraved into your mind.
• but also being cautious of your surroundings was something herrmann had taught you.
• was all hard to do in a span of only a second.
• especially with blood falling from your wrist.
• but when the two men saw the sight of you, it was like their heart was getting split in half.
• voight walked over to the tub on wobbly legs and fell to his knees.
• herrmann got on his phone quickly and dialed 9-1-1 while handing voight two hand towels to wrap around your wrist.
• because when they opened the door, it startled you and caused the sharp razor to dig a little deeper then usual into your wrist.
• but it was an accident and you kept trying to tell voight that with a whisper but he hushed you with a hoarse voice despite the gravel behind it.
• "shh baby. it's ok, we'll get you help." he kept repeating. mostly to himself willing that you would be okay.
• all while trying to secure the continuously spilled red liquid with teary eyelids.
• "t-this is christopher herrmann. i w-work with the cfd at firehouse 51. my girlfriend is hurt and i need help. please send h-help and with ambulance 61 if possible."
• you felt horrible, hearing his sad voice over the phone.
• like it was your fault he could feel this way but you knew deep down he was worried for you.
• for your health mentally and physically.
• herrmann dropped down next to voight with the phone still pressed to his ear and murmured. "how's it look?"
• voight glared at him and didn't attempt to move the cloth to peer at it. "like we need an ambulance. where is it at?"
• herrmann ignored his question, the angry tone would only worry you and instead swept your hair back with a smile gracing his lips that you've always loved.
• "they'll be here soon darling, just keep your eyes open for me."
• and you did.
• while he continued to stroke your hair back and voight rubbed your cheek with such delicacy that you didn't even realize he had.
• they continued to help you until sylvie arrived.
• and only bothered her when it was time to leave, insisting they would both have to come with in the ambulance.
• and sylvie allowed them because it was her long time friend.
• and as if she couldn't with the pleading look in your eyes.
• they wouldn't leave your side the whole way there and the walk inside.
• only allowing the space when the doctor had to fix your wrist.
• and then they continued to stay by your side in the hospital room.
• herrmann and voight were each holding a hand when you opened your eyes again.
• a promise in your dilated pupils ensured the two that you'd never do it again.
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Can I please request a Christopher Herrmann x Reader where she accidentally hurts herself and Herrmann takes care of her........just really fluffy
a/n: requests are closed so i'm going to add this to dialogues. you're welcome to send this in again as a fic when it's open though.
you had never been so clumsy in your life before but there you were, in the firehouse's bathroom while your boyfriend cleaned your knees.
and you hadn't hurt yourself on a call either, you had challenged gallo to a race to see who could carry the supplies across the firehouse garage quicker.
of course, it had to be you to fall and skid your knees on the concrete.
he dabbed some peroxide to clean the matching cuts on both of your knees and you winced at the sting feeling. "ow." you mumbled under your breath.
but herrmann heard it and leaned forward to kiss your lips. he smirked after pulling away and retorted, "guess you should be more careful next time babe."
you gasped and tried to swat him but he was too quick and backed up. "better luck next time." he chuckled and you rolled your eyes at the double meaning before hopping off the counter.
