Author's note: HI GUYS! I'm back with a new work based on BAD GUY by BILLIE EILISH!
When i heard the song i immediately thought "thats chris and street in a nutshell"
NOT BETAD! i hope you guys like it!
"So... You're a tough guy huh?" Says the girl in a red dress and a martini in her hand.
Street flushes from clavicles to forehead but the ugly tactical glasses and rhe uniform cover most of the red on his skin - but Chris knows him so well she knows by his grin that Jim's uncomfortable. He's not smiling and that little wrinkle between his eyebrows is showing.
"Yeah, who knows" He replies. It's a mistake.
"I know" The drunk girl says witha perfect smile. She checks Street from head to toes (or boots) while the rest of the team is still checking the building for the damn perp who were selling amphetamines in the night club. "You look damn wild with that daddy dom look."
Chris holds her laugh and covers her mouth. She should help her partner but she's having a lot of fun - and the girl is so pretty she likes the view. But... Jim Street a daddy? And a dominant? No. Double no.
"I hope you like the brunettes" The girl says swinging to Jim's direction like a tree during a storm. "Because I love tough guys with combat boots and bulletproof vests, the type that will manhandle me and call me baby and protect me."
The next time she swings, she falls. Streets grabs her by her arms, keeping safe distance from the martini she didn't let fall.
At this point Chris started to bite her bottom lip to stop herself from laughing on Jim's face. He's new - again - in the team and this happens? The man's professional life is becoming a mess.
"I like brunettes, actually" Steeet replies to the girl while guiding her to a bar stool. He knows Chris is having fun with his situation so he needs to turn the tables. "I really love brunettes with short hair, to be honest" He continues after a short glance to his partner. "It's easier to grab the hair when you're-"
Street can't finish his sentence because the punch Chris gives him in the side of his ribs makes him choke on his words. When they finally look each other in the eyes, he's the one biting his own lips and hiding a smile and Chris has the wrinkle between the eyebrows.
"Oh! So you are the tough guy?" The brunette with a nice smile points at Chris and laughs. "Damn man i love the police."
Chris leaves them and walks as fast as she can towards Luca and Deacon whom were watching the whole scene - she'd be glad she didn't notice them. And now she's the one flushed from clavicles to forehead.
When their night finally ends, the brunette - which name happened to be Peyton - waved at Jim and Chris. Luca walked by them and grinned as what Chris likes to call old bitch.
"Daddy dom huh?" He said with a wink to the 'kids'.
"I am a dominant okay?" Street argued. Unnecessary.
Chris covered her face in shame and Jim followed Luca to convince him about the meaning of 'dom' and that he is course one. That's how a drunk girl can ruin Chris' innocent night of work.