Hugging When One Is Sitting on the Other's Lap
Usually, in their relationship, Jake is the one who makes the big heartfelt speeches.
Sometimes though, Amy will surprise him by voicing out loud how she feels, melting his heart with the unexpected words of love.
It's their last night in Mexico and rather than going back to their room after sharing a nice romantic dinner at one of the resort's restaurants, Jake and Amy chose to make the most of the little time they have left to go to the beach. They're not ready to leave and fly to New York City in the morning – this place is a true paradise on Earth.
They're so glad they were able to trade a few days in the Berkshires for this as their honeymoon, and even happier Holt offered to pay for one more week of their vacation after ruining the first. They truly enjoyed their extra stay, between couples activities only the two of them this time, uninterrupted sexy timez (with and without roleplay), quiet moments at the beach or the pool and, just like tonight, romantic dinners followed with walks under the stars.
The beach is much calmer now than it is during the day as they are the only two vacationers there. They have all the chaises for themselves but still, Amy is sitting on Jake's lap with her arms wrapped around his neck. His are resting on her lower back, keeping her close in a loving embrace while drawing circles on her skin over her fine flowery dress with his thumbs.
They're silent at first, sinking into the moment and listening to the sound of the wind and the waves crashing against the shore. It's very soothing.
But then Amy takes something out of her small purse, moving as little as she can so that she doesn't break the hug and Jake frowns. "What's that?"
"My wedding vows." She carefully flattens what seems like several pieces of paper all covered in dark ink in her hands. "Or at least the ones I had prepared for the ceremony we were supposed to have."
Jake looks at them and his heart instantly warms up.
"How long is that?!" he asks, curious.
It seems like a lot of words written down in her favorite font – a lot of words written down about him and their love story. He's impressed but he should have seen it coming. Knowing her, just like the rest of their wedding preparations, she probably spent weeks working on the perfect vows. She most likely treated the task like an essay for university – starting with a simple outline, several drafts, and then this last version she didn't even get the chance to share with him.
If you told me yesterday everything that was gonna go wrong, I would have had a panic attack that sent me into the ER.
Their wedding was truly beautiful in the end, and he meant it when he said he would marry her any time, any place, but still Jake can't help but feel a little bad all of their efforts were in vain, especially now that Amy is showing him her real wedding vows.
(He absolutely adored what she came up with on the spot, though – especially the butt joke she shamelessly stole from him after preventing him from saying it.)
"10 pages…" His wife's words bring him back to the reality of the moment.
She's blushing, he can see it even in the dark of the night, and her eyes are shining as she's staring intently at him.
He chuckles amusedly though inside he's melting. 10 pages just for him.
"Santiago-stylez?"
"Of course." She shoots him a knowing smile. "I was gonna read them to you on our first night here but then we got stuck with Holt and… you wanna hear them now?"
"Absolutely." Jake grins as he nods excitedly – he's really curious to know what she has to tell him. What she first intended to tell him on their wedding day.
"Okay." Amy takes a deep breath. She draws a little away from him to better look him in the eye. She pauses for a second, staring at him with so much love his heart is already pounding in his chest before she even says a word, then starts. "I was 10 when I put together my first life calendar and wrote down the word 'wedding' on it for the first time…"
Usually, in their relationship, Jake is the one who makes the big heartfelt speeches.
Sometimes though, Amy will surprise him by voicing out loud how she feels, melting his heart with the unexpected words of love – like she decided to do tonight.
For several minutes, she talks and Jake listens in religious silence. She talks about what she expected her wedding to be when she was young, how she felt about him when they met, her rule of not dating cops, the things they had to go through to come to the day they would finally say 'I do.' It's beautiful but it's also funny, full of private jokes and compelling anecdotes and is so them – her words sound like poetry to Jake's ears, better than any of his favorite Taylor Swift's songs or Die Hard most iconic lines.
In the end, he's almost glad she didn't get the chance to recite these vows in front of everyone because tears are literally flowing down his cheeks and he couldn't stop them if he wanted to. For sure he would have been a mess back then.
Plus there's something really intimate about hearing them now, as they're all alone and curled up on a chaise in the middle of a warm night, miles away from home on the beach of this gorgeous hotel where they've been celebrating the beginning of their married life for the past two weeks.
It's simply magical.
"As long as you're with the right people, you can handle anything. And you, Jake Peralta, are the right person for me," she eventually finishes her monologue with the same words she already told him during the ceremony, which were very fitting at the time.
(Which are, in fact, very fitting with their story as a whole.)
Amy's not looking at her notes anymore as she says these last words. She's staring deep at him with a loving smile on her face and tears prickling inside her eyes too. Jake is speechless for a few seconds after she stops talking. He needs some time to let everything sink in and for his heart to calm its wild beating a little.
Because if usually, in their relationship, he is the one who makes the big heartfelt speeches, Amy damn well knows how to express herself as well when it's her turn to make one.
His own Addams Family-themed rap, despite some great lines he found and all the time and efforts he put into it, would have paled in comparison to this.
"This was… so beautiful," he eventually manages to whisper after a while. "And it must have taken you so long to write down. I'm sorry you didn't get the chance to recite them during the ceremony. I'm sorry we didn't get the wedding we spent so much time planning."
"It's okay." Amy smiles at him, something bright and reassuring. She brings a hand to his shoulder and squeezes gently. "We still got married, and that's all that matters. Plus Charles really did a great job to make it look beautiful still. And we would have never had such an amazing honeymoon if we have had the ceremony we wanted."
She looks around to emphasize her words and Jake follows her gaze.
"You're right. I never want to leave here."
"Me neither," Amy agrees as she settles back in his arms. She lets out a satisfied sigh when she rests her head on his chest and he holds her close, watching the horizon in a recovered soothing silence. They enjoy the quietness of the moment for a while, until Jake breaks it.
"Hey, you want to hear the rap I had prepared for you too? I still don't have a beat-boxer though so it won't be as good."
He feels her laugh at his words before she straightens up to face him again. "I'm sure it's gonna be great."
She offers him an inviting smile and he grins at her.
"Okay, then." Jake focuses on her, then begins his own little song. "I'm Gomez, you're Morticia, I feel so happy when I'm witcha…"