#severide drabble

𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗼 . . .

You’ve been wanting to transfer to Firehouse 51 for a couple of months now. Ever since you met the paramedic Sylvie Brett, your life changed.

She instantly became your best friend and you honestly couldn’t remember what your life was like before meeting her.

Sylvie transferred to a new house after running away from her fiancé, which you could understand and she had been waiting for you to receive a matching transfer slip.

After Truck 81 opened up a new spot, Sylvie called you up and told you about the position. She knew you were aware of it but you had yet to tell her that you had received the job at the new firehouse she was working from in Chicago.

So there you were, walking into Firehouse 51 with a nervous smile on your face and a bag around your shoulder to keep in your locker till the end of shift.

The doors of the firehouse were open all possible hours for the public, so you let yourself slip through the side door, automatically stumbling across a table and a group of three guys sitting around it.

You glanced away to look around, not realizing that someone already noticed your presence.

Severide thought you were the most attractive woman he’d ever seen, besides his best friend Shay of course and got up from the Squad table to introduce himself.

Of course with his luck, Otis and Cruz were already barreling over towards you.

“Hey, you must be Y/N! My name is Brian but they usually just call Otis around here. Oh, and I’m from Truck 81 as well.” He smiled at you and you couldn’t help but grin at the duo.

“Yeah that’s me. It’s nice to meet you Otis, and you are?” You shook Otis’ hand and then gestured towards his friend.

Cruz blinked a couple of times and after realizing he hadn’t told you who he was yet, he chuckled. “Oh, I’m Joe Cruz. I used to be a part of Truck 81 but I recently moved to Squad 3. My lieutenant is over here actually…”

He trailed off and glanced over at the same exact table that you had noticed only a few moments ago. "Hey Severide, our newest recruit for Truck is over here!”

Severide looked at Cruz and took note of how he was frantically waving his hand over at him and sighed. Knowing he couldn’t ignore or back down now, Severide glanced down at his phone that was sitting flat down on the table in melancholy.

Severide used it as a shield to occupy himself when he didn’t want to be bothered, but of course Cruz caught him before he could pick it up. Instead, he pocketed it into his iconic Squad 3 jacket and placed his palms down on the table before getting up.

Cruz observed Severide’s facial expression and detected some hesitation. Knowingly realizing that he was nervous of a woman.

His new recruitment smirked but Severide was too busy worrying about making a good first impression that he didn’t catch it, otherwise he’d be getting Cruz back for it.

You glanced to the side of Otis and Cruz and immediately met the eye of the Lieutenant for what you assumed was Squad 3.

He had brunette hair that you wanted to run your fingers through, broad shoulders and the most amazing blue eyes that you knew you could have gotten lost in.

Guess they weren’t kidding about firefighter men’s physiques and attractiveness.

You almost wanted to ask him if he had a calendar but decided quickly against it. After all, it’d be awkward if Severide held it against you.

“Hi, Severide.” You spoke with a dangerous smile on your lips, a twinkle in your eyes. He kept his eye trained on you while walking over.

Cruz and Otis could sense the sexual tension so they quietly announced their exit.

“Kelly. Kelly Severide. Hey, Y/N.” He responded and tried to hide how spiked his nerves were with a smirk. It was useless though when Severide figured it was obvious with the way he continuously swept a hand through his hair and messed it up.

“Y/N Y/L/N, hi Kelly. Two peas in a pod, huh?” You gestured to the two guys walking away and Severide raised a brow. “Them? Yeah, they have been for a while now. The enthusiasm they have is definitely something else.” He chuckled.

You slapped his shoulder playfully, not realizing the effect you had on him. Severide stood frozen with his eyes trained on the area that you lightly tapped. All he could do was stare down at the spot you had touched on his forearm like you had burned it, but instead he was trying to commit the action to his memory.

The way your fingers perfectly shaped around his biceps was something he wanted to experience again soon.

“Hey, leave them alone! I think they’re kind of sweet.” You admitted jokingly and he shook his head with an amused grin. “Should I show you around?” He asked while sliding his hand into his pocket, palming the phone again in nervousness.

You nodded eagerly, ready to see Sylvie after realizing her rig was a few feet away from you in the garage where you were standing with Severide. “Yeah Sylvie and I go way back. I’m excited to see her.” You admitted.

He chuckled, “You know Brett? So you’re that Y/N?” Severide’s eyebrow raised when he glanced at you. Shrugging and a little confused you asked, “What does that mean?”

“She talked about a friend that she had at home and how she missed them.” He replied vaguely and you chuckled, “Sounds like her. We’ve been friends since junior high. About a month or so ago she told me about the position but still doesn’t know that I got it.” You smirked.

He opened the doors to the entrance and gestured for you to walk in. “Oh you’re surprising her? She’ll love that.” Severide chuckled and you smiled at him, ignoring the hint of sarcasm but that didn’t matter because he was starstruck by the grin you gave him.

You were definitely going to be in trouble in the near future for him, especially with the way Severide already knew he’d be agreeing to anything you asked of him.

“Who’s this?” A blonde asked when you turned. The two of you have been chatting in the hall, when you walked through the doors he had you step to the side to continue the conversation.

Shay had just walked out of the bathroom and saved you from answering Severide. And you couldn’t help but check her out the same way you had with Severide.

Her blonde hair was long and wrapped up in a ponytail. And you felt a little guilty when you fantasized about pulling some of it in your hand. She also had the most amazing figure.

And you knew instantly that you were caught when you met her eyes, the glimmer in them showing that she was amused by your action. You wondered if Severide noticed earlier and was just laid back or if he was dense like any other guy.

Openly checking out two attractive people was not something that you had on your radar today.

Nonetheless, having the same look in your eye when you checked out Severide and Shay was troubling to say the least. “Hey, I’m Y/N Y/L/N.” You grinned and adjusted the jacket around your shoulders.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Leslie Shay.” She greeted and you couldn’t help but eye her outfit. “You’re a paramedic.” You said more as a statement than a question when you came into realization that she knew Sylvie.

“That I am.” She smirked and blinked after realizing that you may have said that for a reason. “Are you looking into working here?” Shay added and then applied some chapstick that was in her pocket from earlier when she and Sylvie stopped at a convenience store.

“Well it’s actually my first day here. I took the Truck position that was open.” The blonde was happy for you, but on the inside she was struggling because you were so attractive and now her co-worker. “Wow, that's great. Congratulations.”

“Thanks, I’m looking forward to it—” You supplied but became sidetracked when another blonde ran up to you and instantly wrapped her arms around you. “Y/N I’m so glad you’re here!” Sylvie pulled back to get a look of you, to make sure that you were actually standing in front of her.

“Wait, what are you doing here?” She asked. Sylvie really wanted to assign you as her ride along today if you came to visit but she was crossing her fingers that you were here permanently.

You bit your bottom lip and grinned, turning to glance at Severide and Shay who were watching the whole interaction.

“I got the position here! All my stuff is in the hotel for now though until I can find a place to live. Do you know of any good places to stay?” You questioned and Sylvie smirked.

“Well, I’ve been living with Matt. But I know just the right people if you don’t mind roommates. Cruz and Otis have been looking for another person to stay in the third room of their apartment. Have you met them yet?”

You rolled your eyes playfully, remembering the pair that had met you by the door. “Yeah Otis and Cruz actually greeted me first, they seem like a nice bunch.” You chuckled and Sylvie laughed and then smiled at you before turning to her Paramedic and the Lieutenant of Squad.

“Mind if I borrow her for a few?” She asked and they shrugged. “Sure.” Severide said and Shay replied, “No problem.”

Your blonde best friend led you away and you turned back, glancing once more at the pair with a bright smile. “See you guys later.” And they nodded.

“So are you the PIC or is it Shay?” You questioned and Sylvie told you that she was the PIC but Severide and Shay paid no attention. Instead, they turned to each other when you and Sylvie walked around the corner and were officially out of their view.

“This is a problem, right?” Shay announced with a wince after they remained silent and watched you walk off.

“Yeah, this is definitely going to be a mess.” Severide glared, annoyed with the whole situation.

One thing Severide noticed once you were gone was that he must have unknowingly let go of his phone. Which was a huge shock that you were able to hold his attention like that.

And Shay liked how you challenged her and wasn’t ashamed to match her energy.