#90s carchase

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lack of patience

Carmen: Can I say something that will probably annoy you?

Chase: Since when do you ask for permission Carmen?

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𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝— 𝒔𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌, 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕.

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strawberries, cherries & an angel kiss in spring 🤍

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𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂!

k so nobody ask for it but i'm running out of ideas for post so, who doesn't want some headcanons of this two (domestic edition)? :D

they have their own apartment, pretty practical when they want a break in their routine of being them: the ACME detective who chases the master thief all around the globe, so i personally find cute that their apartment is in Paris (super cliché i knowww)

chase is the most organized of both and likes to maintain everything in order, he constantly frustrates when carmen has her inspiration moments planning, choosing, searching, reading and spinning ideas for her new heists (he just roll his eyes at her at the same time he counts the amount of books and papers on the floor)

as the functional adults they are, both take care of the basic responsibilities and house chores, but with the cooking stuff, carmen prefers to cut ingredients and wash the dishes while chase does the magic ✨

out of ACME chase is literally carmen's private chef, and he do it amazingly

can debate about history, politics, art or the immortality of the crabs in every meal, its almost a ritual at this point

both enjoy so much spending their time out of their alter egos, it's refreshing for them having a "normal life" for a while

since their natural schedule manteins them very busy and in movement, when there's time enough, they just stay in bed all day and talk for hours laying close to each other

absolutely love board games

both wake up early, carmen likes to meditate with him when he's greeting the sun, as they did when they were younger

against what people can think about them, they are a very homely couple, doing the chores together and then relax, watching movies and preparing snacks for the rest of the day

they have their own moments of silence and enjoy them so much, it's pretty intimate and special

carmen can cook decently but chase is practically another level, with plates that look made by a michelin star restaurant, chase happily teachs a stunned carmen that can't hide she's admiring him so much

but when it's about sandwiches it's a different story, carmen makes the best sandwiches ever

playing chess is one of their favourite activities, they can spend hours playing cause chase always wants a rematch

carmen loves 80's music so anytime they're on the car, chase puts one of her many playlists and sing together

since chase was a child he loves noir movies, le samouraï (1967) is his favourite childhood movie, carmen knows when to have a blanket free to lay down together

carmen finds entertaining fix chase's tie, he prefers doing it himself because he can't help but blush when carmen looks at his eyes joyfully, he also can't resist to kiss her forehead

chase dislikes desserts (but he loves chocolate, nobody has to know) he's glad when carmen orders any sweet thing with chocolate and saves a piece of cake for him

dine & wine couple

chase is a great dancer but he doesn't like to do it alone, so in home, carmen just smile at him, take his hand and guide him to her, placing their hands together and leaning her head on his shoulder so he can calm down and express better his moves, she motivates him to do the things he usually don't do, giving him confidence

yeah slow dancing in the living room! <3

both play with carmine (carmen's pet cat)

they are sports enthusiasts, when they aren't training, their favourite sport to play together is basketball plus carmen is so excited to teach him tennis, she's very good at it

also running together or playing catch is a cute moment of the day, full of jokes and laughing

carmen isn't the hugging type while she's sleeping, but chase knows that's a different story, however he doesn't mind, having carmen close to him helps him to sleep

* if this is way too corny i'm sorry -_-

thanks for read me

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𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳 — 𝒘𝒐𝒆𝒊𝒄𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒄🕯️

summary: of all the lavish and luxurious places he's been to, charity galas, high-ranking government officials' parties, and elegant ballrooms in hotels around the world, there was no place that compared to this little corner in paris.

characters: chase devineaux, carmen sandiego

word count: 800+

tw: none

author's note: this is part of a compilation of one-shots for carchase, every chapter is based on a month prompt, you can check the prompt list here and read it in the ao3 archive! this chapter was inspired on a fic i read a long time ago by @kaellecappuccino i blame her beautiful writing for make me love this ship so baddd

note two: hi there again, this is the first chapter for january and the yotp challenge, there's more to come, i will try to complete the chapters per month (update: lol nope but you'll have them soon). so that's it, happy reading! ^^

January prompt: may I have this dance with you?

Of all the lavish and luxurious places he's been to, charity galas, high-ranking government officials' parties, and elegant ballrooms in hotels around the world, there was no place that compared to this little corner in Paris.

Even if it wasn't the biggest or most exclusive apartment in the city, none of those pretentious spaces were as special as this room, perfect for two.

For as long as he could remember, he'd never felt comfortable being the center of attention or socializing with people on a night of champagne, events of that caliber usually accompanied a specialized invitation for him —and a plea from the Chief and Mr. Weller to make an appearance and relax a little bit. He didn't understand how it was so easy for her to float among guests and shine in dazzling discretion.

He still remembers the many times she made an almost divine appearance to make his evenings more interesting; she liked to keep him on guard, strutting in brilliant shades of scarlet and crimson. Among a sea of men and women, the expensive fabrics of boutique dresses and long wool-covered pieces revealed a particular lady who walked away from him, inviting him with a challenging and amused look to get lost with her for the rest of the party.

And then he follows her. A soft smile replaces the stone mask that encloses his heart, letting her take it in her hands and take care for it for a while.

The world is so small and insignificant when she is in front of him, eclipsing everything with a soft smile he would kill to preserve.

It is when the music absorbs them that they can leave that part of their lives behind and connect in a more intimate way, reserved for moments like this. He offers her his hand and she takes it without hesitation, leading them towards the dance floor crowded with couples.

The soft beat slowly fades into a new song, the lights from the chandeliers are bright and blinding, breaking into colorful shards on the ceiling and descending to paint the marble floors with their tones, everything here is ostentatious and banal, enough to make him want to look at her again.

Losing sight of her would be relatively easy, after all, she is a woman who tends to disappear as suddenly as she appears.

He delicately raises her gloved hand and twirls it, the fabric of her dress rise beautifully, creating a silk mist around her before he pulls her closer to him again. When his eyes follow her he is slightly surprised to see that she is looking at him too and for a moment the world stops.

A whole decade with her, the same woman from those parties, dancing with him in the best place of all, their home.

Even if those ornate buildings were to disappear one day (not by her he hopes) he wouldn't care; She doesn't even need to wear a ball gown to make his heart leap with excitement. Being able to see her, being able to touch her and have her in front of him is enough to be in awe.

Just them, just him and her sharing a dance tonight, protected from the world and seeing Paris from the windows of their building. Right now, nothing else matters.

Her hand reaches out to him for his and he lets his fingers intertwine with hers, ready to lose himself in this eternal dream, in a night of music by her side.

He spins her around once more, as he has done so many times before, and she gracefully follows his steps, waves of her hair float in motion until she falls back into his arms. Her bare hands caress his cheek, cradling his face on her forehead; he can feel the warmth of her skin melting the cold and bringing him down to earth. He feels his knees shake with each step, just wishing the song would never end.

His arms tighten around her, still not stopping to spin. There is such a pure freedom between these walls bathed in the amber light of the lamps, one that he has never felt before. Everything seems to vibrate to the rhythm of the music as they both slowly sway. He realized too late that he never asked her the question formally.

"I'm sorry for not asking this before but... may I have this dance with you, Carmen?"

A new song started and she gave him a smile before answering. "Always and forever" Chase felt his body melt into hers in a hug and let her head rest on his shoulder as he held her, pressing his lips on her forehead to dance once more.

In this apartment, in this living room... with this wonderful woman, is where he wants to be.