Chapter 1

"You do not make me grin."

"And yet here you are grinning Diaz." Gina's voice was soft, melodic, mildly teasing as she pulled out her phone to show Rosa a photograph of the two of them sitting together, Rosa clearly grinning. Rosa rolled her eyes slightly, but a small smile on her lips told her that she wasn't exasperated at all. Gina Linetti was an enigma shrouded in a mystery wrapped tightly in a shirt that was far too tight and—

Rosa shook her head realizing she had been distracted staring at Gina, "snap out of it Diaz, people are going to think you want my body." Gina teased her. Gina always teased her. It was hot. Snap out of it Diaz, Gina Linetti is not hot. Distracting, sure, but not hot. "Wipe that smirk off your face biker babe," Gina's voice brought Rosa's mind snapping into focus, she glanced up at Gina's face who was smirking. Her lips formed a perfect smirk, small, half cruel-half joking, they looked soft enough to kiss.

"I was not smirking Linetti," at Rosa's retort Gina clicked two spots on her phone and showed Rosa her own face.

"And yet here you are smirking Diaz, when are you going to learn? Gina Linetti records everything," Rosa rolled her eyes slightly as she caught sight of a photograph of herself, clearly taken while she was thinking about stupid Gina's stupid tight shirt a smirk clear as day on her face.

"Got me again," Rosa retorted stoically turning on one heel and striding briskly to her desk. why is she so perfect looking? Such a rude asshole, but so so so perfect. Rosa glanced up at Gina who was busy playing on her phone, she was clearly doing something fun, maybe checking out guys on Tinder or something, she was swiping right, then left, right then left, Gina's grin was unbearable and then. She's biting her lip. Her perfect, stupid, soft, delectable, fantastic looking lips. Rosa pulled out her phone and snapped a photograph of Gina before sauntering to her desk. "You're looking all hot and bothered," Rosa teased lightly, "what are you doing looking at pictures of Channing Tatum?"

"I do not look hot and bothered, your confusing my face for annoyed and very cold," Gina retorted setting her phone face down on her desk to glance up at Rosa. Rosa very much enjoyed pulling her phone out of her back pocket, opening her gallery to show Gina the photo of herself biting her lip, indeed looking quite hot and bothered.

"So what if I was then?"

"Channing Tatum isn't even hot Linetti, you could do so much better than him."

"I didn't say it was Tatum, I just admitted looking a little hot and bothered," Gina's voice sounded frustrated and Rosa's mind wandered briefly to what she could have been looking at.

"Was it Beyoncé then?"

"No Diaz, while I find Beyoncé to be the queen of my life, no she does not make me hot and bothered," Rosa sighed slightly as Gina gave the most unhelpful answer of her life. It was impossible to figure out Gina Linetti.

"Give me five hints and I'll see if I can guess who it was then," Rosa challenged. Gina nodded in acceptance.

"I'll text you your hints Diaz," Gina said with a small smirk of her own, Rosas phone vibrated before she even finished walking back to her desk and she glanced at it. 1. They're a badass stone cold bitch. Rosa almost laughed. That could describe like half of Brooklyn.

Rosa texted back a few simple words; so that narrows it down absolutely none. Gina made eye contact from across the bullpen and shrugged at Rosa. What no hints two through five? Rosa glanced up to see A look of mirth on Gina's face. God did she look incredible when she found things amusing, and when she found them annoying, and honestly she always looks incredible. Rosa snaps out of as her phone vibrates.

2 They work for the NYPD. Rosa's eyebrows feel as if they've left the spot where they belong disappearing into the creases in her forehead. So that narrows things down to about thirty five thousand. Rosa types that exact sentence to Gina quickly so that narrows it down to about thirty five thousand, anyone I know?

Gina's response comes faster than Rosa can set her phone down, she is not being productive today.

This isn't 20 questions Diaz. But since you asked so nicely here is your third clue: they went to the academy at the same time as you. Rosas nose crinkles the only person she can think of is Jake Peralta and while they're friends he is definitely not a badass stone cold bitch.

Peralta is not a stone cold bitch Linetti and I didn't keep in touch with anyone from the academy.

Fourth clue: you're ridiculous.

Fifth clue: it's you dummy. You're the stone cold bitch who has me all hot and bothered. Rosa dropped her phone with a clank which drew the attention of the entire squad, the look on her face is caught somewhere between disbelief and relief and maybe terror. Gina Linetti is hot and bothered by me. Gina "the enigma" Linetti just told you by text message that you have her hot and bothered. Diaz, pay attention. Diaz. Diaz. Diaz.

"Diaz!" A large hand snapping two fingers in front of her face brought her back to reality.

"Sorry Sarge," she mumbled as he started in asking her if she was okay, "I have to go." Rosa tossed her leather jacket over her shoulder, grabbed her phone from the floor and more or less fled from her desk. Her phone vibrated that clearly didn't go as planned, don't make this weird Ro, please make it weird? How would I make it any more weird. I've only been fantasizing about stupid Gina's stupid lips for five years and about her too tight shirts and her almond shampoo and her strawberry body soap. Listen, Ro, I'm sorry if I made it weird, I read the signals all wrong. The vibration caused Rosa to read the message from Gina. She sat back on the couch in their shared bathroom before trying to respond without sounding like a total idiot.

Not weird. You, me, pizza tonight. Not weird. You, me, pizza tonight. Great. You sound like a total fucking idiot.

6:45. Pick me up on your motorcycle.

Rosa smiled at her phone, nay, Rosa Diaz grinned at her stupid phone because of stupid, beautiful, mysterious, obviously somewhat gay Gina Linetti.

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There is no reason to be nervous about picking up Gina on your motorcycle. Gina has ridden on your motorcycle with you before, her thin arms wrapped around your waist, one hand resting on your thigh making it hard to concentrate on the road and the other tucked into your jacket pocket presumably to keep it warm. Gina Linetti riding with you on your motorcycle is definitely not in your top five all time fantasies that aren't 100% sexual in nature, nope not even in the top ten. Okay keep trying to convince yourself of that Diaz. Rosa wasn't sure how she got to Gina's apartment or how she even started knocking on the door but it was six forty five and she apparently had a date to go to. Gina opened the door "you clean up nice Linetti," Rosa says with a small smirk. In actuality Gina hadn't changed out of her work clothes except for grabbing a jacket.

"You can call me Gina, Rosa." Rosa's mouth went dry and she found herself nodding.

"Yeah, alright, well you look good—Gina," Rosa knew she was blushing slightly. You do not blush, Diaz. Pull yourself together. This is just Gina Linetti.

"You look more than alright Rosa, you look downright sexy," Gina did not blush but the dilation of her pupils gave away that she definitely wasn't lying. Gina and Rosa fell into a comfortable silence as they climbed onto Rosa's motorcycle. Gina's arms wrapped around her as usual, but both if her hands were resting on Rosa's thighs as they drove, when they arrived at the restaurant there was no awkwardness just pizza and actual conversation in which Gina learned that Rosa had two sisters and one brother and Rosa learned that Gina grew up with just her mom but that Jake freaking Peralta and her became friends when they were six years old. "Jake is literally the closest I've come to having a family other than Mom I can't believe you thought I thought he was the sexy stone cold bitch." Rosa smiled slightly.

"I didn't know you were into women otherwise I might have guessed myself," protested Rosa the disbelief in her voice gave her away though she would have never guessed it was her.

"I'm not held back by petty human labels, you're hot it doesn't matter to me if you're a woman or a man or somewhere in between or neither," Gina explained. Her voice was soft and melodious but not teasing.

"Yes I do suppose the human form of the "100 emoji" doesn't care about gender," Rosa said amusement showing clearly on her face Gina's bright blue eyes met hers a bright smile gracing her face. "You're way too beautiful," Rosa mumbled half to herself.

"You're not so bad yourself Ro," Gina's response was not tense, but a silence followed it as they consumed their pizza. "Maybe we could take a stroll." Suggested Gina as they were walking to where Rosa had parked her motorcycle.

"Yeah, alright then," Rosa responded biting her bottom lip, their walk starter out kind of awkwardly until Gina reached down and intertwined their fingers leaning slightly into Rosa as they strolled along. Gina is holding my damn hand and I don't know whether I love it or hate it. Okay I don't hate it, my palms are sweating, can she feel that?

"Thanks for agreeing to come out with me," Rosa said lightly as she walked Gina to the door of her apartment building, their fingers intertwined lightly felt more natural than anything else rather suddenly.

"Are you going to kiss me or nah?" Gina asked instead of responding to Rosa's statement. Am I going to kiss her? I've been waiting months to taste her lips on mine. Rosa leaned forward and caught Gina's lips softly against her own her hand coming up to cup the girls soft cheek. The kiss was chaste, slow, somewhat hesitant and everything all at once. Gina's arm wrapped around Rosa's waist to pull the taller girl tightly against her deepening the kiss ever so slightly, Gina's tongue slid ever so softly against Rosa's lips before Rosa opened her moth somewhat their tongues meeting gently. Rosa broke the kiss.

"I should get going," she whispered, "we should do this again." Gina grinned at Rosa's words.

"You could come in?" Rosa wasn't sure if Gina was asking or inviting.

"Gina, as much as I want to come upstairs and continue this I think we should take it slow," Rosa whispered gently. "I really like you and I don't want to mess things up between us." Gina nodded slowly.

"Such a tease you are Miss Diaz," Gina announced with a slight smirk, Rosa could tell she was slightly hurt by the rejection. She leaned forward kissing Gina softly and slowly before pulling away and turning to walk to her motorcycle not glancing back at the stunning blue eyed beauty she left on the doorstep.

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Thank you for the fantastic date Gina Rosa set her phone down after texting the girl and sat down on her couch with a single tumblr of whiskey sipping it slowly. Her phone vibrated and she smiled noticing it was indeed from Gina.

Would have been 10x better if you came in and showed me how hard it is to breathe Gina's response made Rosa dizzy with nervousness and excitement.

Trust me, I wanted to, I just think we should go on a couple dates first Rosa sent back to her quickly.

Let's go on another date tomorrow? Gina's response caused a familiar tightness in Rosa's gut.

You pick the place I'll pick you up at 5:30? Rosa went to set her phone down but Gina had already typed what looked like a book.

We're going to the film festival in Central Park it starts at 6. Then you can take me to the best diner nearby. And then you can take me home ;) Rosa bit her lip reading Gina's exact instructions.

Why are you so eager for me to take you home? Rosa sent teasingly to Gina.

Let's just say I need some help in my bedroom ;) goodnight beautiful. Gina responded. Help in the bedroom. Not even a clever euphemism, but Gods the thought of Gina pinned beneath her as their lips did a dance and their hands ghosted across warm skin. Rosa shivered, downed the rest of her tumblr of whiskey and sent Gina a text back.

Goodnight, try not to dream about me all night.

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