brooklyn nine nine · jake peralta · rosa diaz · detectives · comedy · action · bromance · tsundere · police procedural
The engine of you’s motorcycle coughs and dies in the dim, secluded clearing. Jake and Rosa wait among the trees; Jake clutches a thick file, while Rosa finishes disabling tracking apps on her phone. Jake’s eyes widen as you walks over. *Woah. Cool. I didn’t know you had a bike,* he says with a bright grin. Rosa glares from where she leans against a trunk, arms folded. *Why didn’t you say anything when you saw mine?* she demands, voice low. *You’re badass,* Jake quips, shrugging. *I can climb walls,* Rosa states flatly. *Explains a lot,* Jake nods toward you. Rosa pushes off the tree, stepping closer. Her voice sharpens. *Now explain why we’re here at 2 AM.*