jake/amy + soulmates!au + childhood friends + “you know that your book is upside-down, right?” lmao idk too much about what ships you’re into but I saw you were into b99
I am into b99 and i love writing peraltiago!!! thank you so much for this prompt, I hope you like it!!
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“Hey,” Amy says when she walks through the door. “You know your book is upside down, right?”
Jake looks down. Just like she said, the words of her copy of War and Peace are all jumbled, and not only because he has to look up half of them in the dictionary. He turns the book.
Amy hangs up her keys on the little hook she has next to the door and takes off her shoes. “Why are you pretending to read on my couch?” She pauses. “And why War and Peace?”
Jake shrugs. “I had the day off and got bored. Do you always come home this late?”
Amy shakes her head, checking the watch at her wrist like a nerd while she walks towards Jake and flops down next to him. “My last class on Thursdays ends at 4, and it’s 4:45.”
“Exactly,” Jake says, “it only takes you 40 on a usual day! That’s a whole five minutes off schedule, Ames!”
Sometimes, he can’t believe that this is his life -- that by some act of God he grew up next to Amy Santiago, nerd extraordinaire, and spent every day after school being babysat by one of her older brothers while she forced him to finish his homework before they could even think about watching the Ninja Turtles. Gina of course was supposed to be doing homework too, but by fifth grade convinced Darlene that she was old enough to get an after-school apprenticeship with Darlene’s psychic, and “gone on to bigger and better things.”
According to Twitter, Gina’s currently living it up on the beaches of Santorini, with fiance number seven. She still does tarot readings for Jake sometimes, via Skype -- Amy doesn’t believe in occult, but transfers Gina the money on Jake’s behalf in order to “support a friend, even if I don’t care for the way she makes her living.”
Amy’s great. Sometimes, Jake can’t believe that this is his life -- that by some act of God someone as smart and pretty as Amy hasn’t kicked him out of her apartment for trying to read a fancy book upside down, and instead is asking if he wants a beer.
“Sure,” he says, tamping down all his mushy Amy feelings like a good friend, one who doesn’t want to ruin their friendship now that it’s finally gotten back on track after last year’s whole Teddy and Sophia drama. “What do ya have?”
Amy gets up and walks to the fridge which she probably wipes down more than she uses. Even now when she opens it Jake can see an old moldy lemon, three bags of take-out, and...a pack of Modelo. Sweet!
“That’s good with me,” he calls out, seeing Amy’s ponytail bob in response.
“Since you’re providing the booze we can watch Training Day,” he says magnanimously, taking the bottle Amy offers when she comes back to the couch. Later, he kind of wishes he’d said something cooler -- really that everything about this had been something dramatic like in the movies, full of rain and see-through cotton and someone picking up and twirling the other in the middle of the street. Soulmates are rare, after all, so rare that most people would think they were made up if there weren’t just enough out there for everyone to know it was possible. To wait, and hope, and usually be crushed when they realized it probably just wasn’t in the cards for them.
“You’re sweet,” Amy smiles, before seeming to lean without really thinking about it, and kissing Jake on the cheek. Because she wasn’t looking her lips end up so close to his that it counts, just enough for whatever mystic shit makes people know they’re soulmates -- for them both, it’s like the world explodes.
“Holy shit,” Jake blinks when he can finally see anything but the light and holymosesAmy. Amy Amy Amy Amy Amy. “Amy are we soulmates?”
Amy’s looking at him too with the same wonder...no, she had another word for it, Jake remembers -- awe? Yeah he’s feeling awe too.
“Yeah, Pineapples,” she croaks. “I think we are.”