Thank You Gift
Summary : You saved Jake’s life, and now he wants to buy you a cup of coffee, in town.
A/N : Guyyys, I’m so stressed out, it’s my first Imagine in a foreign language ! There will probably be a lot of mistakes, please notice me if you see any of them ! I’ll correct it ! And I hope you’ll enjoy this imagine ;) I’ll try to write some more in the future !
Word count : around 500
Disclaimer : The Gif isn’t mine !
'Y/N ! I'm going in town, would you like something?'
You raised your head, recognizing the voice of the man talking to you.
'I'd kill for a coffee, actually. Thanks, Jake !'
You went through your bag, looking for your wallet. You took a banknote and tried to give it yo your colleague, who just laughed.
' Nah, you don't have to pay me, you almost saved my life last night ! Take that as a 'thank you' gift !'
You raised an eyebrow, smirking.
' So you think your life is worth a coffee ? Interesting, Peralta...'
' Well, I think the way you saved me is worth a five-dollars coffee. You push me against a truck !'
You rolled your eyes, still smiling. Jake could be such a drama-queen, sometimes...
' It was either the truck, or the bullet ! Besides, the truck wasn't even in movement !'
He chuckled.
' Yay, you're probably right.'
' I'm always right, Peralta.'
He just kept smiling, leaving the room.
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An hour later, he came back with a coffee, and a birthday card, giving you both. You raised an eyebrow.
' Jake ? Do you know it's not my birthday ?'
He laughed, his hand going through his hair.
' Well, I asked for a "thanks for pushing me against a truck in order to save my life" card, but they ran out of it...
' What a shame...' you said, taking a sip of your coffee.
Thanks God, Jake had good tastes in coffee. Or he knew your tastes... Well, anyway, the drink was delicious.
You opened the card (a beautiful Barbie card for kids going through their 6 years old birthday, on which someone, probably Rosa, added a 9, making you smirk), finding a shitty drawing of you pushing a man looking vaguely like Jake against a mix between a giant pear and a blanket. Oh, and you could read "TRUCK", on the weird think looking like a pear.
'What a beautiful drawing !' you said with sarcasm.
' Hey, don't make fun of me ! My fifth grade teacher loved my drawings !'
' Oh, I'm pretty sure she did !' you said the same way. 'Thanks, Peralta, that's very cute, but you don't need to feel grateful, I just did my job ! Plus, if you died, who would annoy me during luch breaks ?'
' Good point.' He said. 'But I shouldn't have needed you, you're younger than me, I should be like...a mentor, to you.'
You laughed.
' Dude, I'm three years younger than you, that's nothing ! And everyone needs to be saved at some point, look at Charles who took a bullet for the badass Rosa !'
You saw Rosa's glare and decided to change the subject.
' Cops supporting cops.' you conclude kindly.
' Cops supporting cops.' repeated your friend. 'Thanks, Y/N. One day, I'll save your life, you'll see !'
You smirked.
' Count on that, Peralta !'