Jake and Amy having a nice night on the couch
@peraltiago-headcanons thanks a lot for this prompt.
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I never thought I would write a fic but I did and I reallly enjoyed writing it!
This is my fanfic writing debut and I hope y'all like it.
Amy has had a long couple of days. The murder of a family of four in Pearl Street had taken a physical and emotional toll on her. But today, she finally cracked the case and is looking forward to spending quality time with her new boyfriend, Jake and most importantly, to passing out on the bed. It’s been a week since they had a date night and Amy has been feeling guilty for blowing him off due to work. But Jake has been ever so understanding and kind and kept reminding her that work should be her priority.
Jake had a day off today and when he received Amy’s text saying that she had finally solved the case and was on the way to his apartment to spend the night, he decided that he wanted to make it extra special. Since his cooking skills were still subpar, he ordered chicken pot pie from Amy’s favourite restaurant and a cake with ‘Congrats, babe’ written on it. The cake was inclusive of the Jake Peralta boyfriend experience.
Jake’s heart jumped with joy when the doorbell rang. He opened the door and there was that infectious smile he had been missing for a week.
“Heyy,” whispered Amy and before she could say another word, Jake held her in a warm embrace and kissed her tenderly.
“I really missed you,” he said, breaking the kiss.
They stood at the doorstep for a while grinning at each other before Amy finally demanded to let her in. Jake quickly opened his mouth to say title of your sex tape but decided against it when Amy gave him the look.
“So, what’s special tonight?” she asked, looking at the candlelight set on the dining table.
“Oh, nothing much, just cooked you chicken pot pie!”
When Amy stared at him in disbelief, he threw his hands up in defeat and said, “Fine, Detective Santiago, I bought it from your favourite restaurant, Le Bernardin.”
“Aww,” she said, cupping his face and he gave her the heart eyes that always make her weak at the knees.
After dinner, they sat down to watch Die Hard for the umpteenth time. By now, Amy didn’t mind watching Die Hard anymore, if it meant she could snuggle up on the couch with Jake.
Halfway through the film, Jake startled a half-asleep and snuggled up Amy when he suddenly got up from the couch.
“I’m so sorry for waking you up, Ames, but I just remembered something.”
“What is it?” Amy asked annoyedly because she couldn’t bear to miss his warm body even for a minute.
Jake emerged from the kitchen after a few seconds with the cake in his hand and placed it on the teapoy in front of the couch.
“I almost forgot to give you the cake I bought to celebrate your victory in cracking the case. Emphasis on almost.” Little does he know now that years later, he would almost forget to tell Amy the sex of their child too.
Amy’s eyes filled up with tears at this sweet gesture from her boyfriend, something that she always secretly wished somebody would do for her.
“I love you so much, Jake,” that’s all she could say and that’s all that matters.
Looking at her, all teary-eyed made Jake want to cry too. “I love you so much too, Ames.” Jake replied as they went in for a passionate kiss.
Their kiss was broken by the loud and annoying sound of John McClane jumping from the roof of Nakatomi Plaza.
“Let’s continue this in bed,” she said, pulling his hand and walking him towards their bedroom.
“Coming, Holly Gennaro!” he followed excitedly.
