Summer is concert time, so I decided to combine that with Jesse and Noah.

I hope you all enjoy it :)


Uplifting

"I love summers in New York," Jesse said with excitement swinging in her voice as Noah and her moved in the stream of people walking towards Central Park and the concert area there. She had a spring in her step, bubbling with anticipation, and Noah couldn't help but tease her for it again and again. He found her adorable, and she hated to hear that, always answering with an equally teasing comeback.

After passing the ticket controls, Jesse grabbed Noah's arm so they wouldn't lose each other, but also because she wanted to decide where they would stand - with her limited height, the right place for good sight was hard to find.

A frown came onto her face when she saw that the space in front of the stage was already too filled to find what she required, and she turned to Noah, her face falling. "We should have left yours earlier."

Noah wrapped his arm around her shoulder and maneuvered her to the side of the area, near the drink and food stalls where less people were. "It's not that dramatic, Jess, right? I mean, this is about the music."

"Says the giant who isn't going to see heads and backs for the whole evening," Jesse grumbled and Noah sighed, knowing that she wasn't even exaggerating. "Let's get drinks, or I won't be able to get through this."

While Jesse seemed to resign and accept her fate over a plastic cup of vodka with orange juice, Noah kept pondering; he hated to see Jesse so unhappy on an evening she'd been looking forward to for so long. She tried to act like everything was fine, but he knew her too well to buy that.

Shortly before the first support band started to play, Noah had an idea, and while wondering why he hadn't come up with it earlier, he turned to his best friend. Upon seeing his big grin, she raised an eyebrow and leaned away from him in mock skepticism. "What, Benson?"

"I know how you'll be able to see something."

"So?"

Noah's grin only widened and he patted his own shoulder. "Sit on my shoulders."

"What?" Jesse's eyes widened and she shook her head. "I'm going to hurt you. I'm way too heavy."

"Come on, Rollins. Your pizza consumption may be questionably high, but you're definitely not heavy," Noah shot back and bent his knees. "Also I'm training daily, remember."

"You're such a show-off. Police academy meddled with your head."

Nonetheless Jesse laid her hands onto his shoulders when he'd crouched enough, and after gathering her courage, she started to maneuver herself up his back and onto his shoulders, squeaking under her breath when they wobbled a bit and Noah had to grab her arms to keep her from falling. "You sitting alright?"

"Y-yeah, I guess."

Noah slowly straightened himself, gently holding on to Jesse's thighs, and she laughed, running her hands through his brown curls teasingly. "Wow, now I know how you feel every day. So much to see."

He closed his eyes for a moment, chuckling, and satisfaction about having made her happy flooded him. The sore muscles would be absolutely worth it.