Disclaimer: I don't own 21 Jump Street.
A/N: Just a quick one shot I wrote while my internet was down. Not beta'd. Enjoy.
Confess Your Love
"The only way to get
rid of temptation is to yield to it."
-Oscar Wilde-
He's not one to admit it, but he's fallen in love. He isn't sure when it started, but he knows that the culmination was that moment on her couch. Not the kiss. No, he knows the kiss was, well, just a kiss. It was after that; when they had agreed not to let the kiss, or anything that did or did not happen after, affect their friendship. It was then that he realized he had fallen in love.
But so much has happened since then. Dorothy's ill fated return, Dorothy kicking him out, Judy's fling with that auditor (he doesn't care what she says, he'll always see it as a fling), Ioki kicking him out, Ioki getting shot, Hanson arrest; so much has happened since then that he's not sure what he should do.
So he doesn't do anything.
He wants to ask for advice, but he isn't sure who to ask. He knows what Fuller and Ioki would say (if Ioki'd just wake up), something about not getting involved with people you work with; he knows Booker'd have some snide jibe; and he doesn't want to bother Hanson with it, not after everything the man's been through.
So he doesn't do anything.
Until that moment. That night, after Tom's release. After drinking and celebrating, when he finds himself sitting on his couch, staring at a blank TV screen, while the alcohol works through his system and gets his courage up.
He's out the door in a heartbeat, walking to her place because he's still too drunk to drive. And he pounds on her door, and she opens it seconds later.
"Doug? What is it? Is something wrong?" she queries.
He doesn't answer. Instead, he pulls her too him, takes her in his arms, and presses his lips to hers in a soft, slow kiss. When she pulls him closer instead of pushing him away, he lets himself smile and deepen the kiss. And when they pull apart, she looks up t him, confused but smiling; and he says it.
"I love you, Judy Hoffs.