Prompt: 3: "It isn't about a smile; it's about what is inside of your smile."
It's something you're truly grateful for. That you're in love with her. That this sarcastic, icy, blonde cop was all yours. The thought of it makes you all goofy - you just can't help it. You were a blubbering mess since the first minute you saw her - but knowing you had a similar effect on her was something that makes you so happy. Knowing that this badass cop was in love you was endearing enough - but what was even more sweet - was the way Gail turned to utter mush with you. With you - she wasn't this cold, distant person who used sarcasm as a method of defense. She was more like this curious and utterly cute cat, who would roll over for as much as a little glance from you. She was different - sweeter, kinder, more considerate person with you - though she would probably deny it. She would either totally ignore the accusation, or brush it off. End result was you continually felt like hugging her and holding her close - and that was how things were when you're both alone.
When you're both at work or out though - you know Gail loves playing badass cop - so you let her. But knowing that she still a sweetheart, more specifically yours - you can't help it - you're stuck with your lop-sided grin all time whenever you're with her.
You're a nerd after all, sure - a hot one - but still, a nerd at heart. You've spent nights dreaming off someone who had this soft spot only for you, whose first thought was of you - and all those sweet things you loved consoling yourself to sleep with when you were younger. You hadn't ever thought it all would happen, and now that she's here and yep, you're probably grinning that mindless grin of yours now in the middle of lunch break with her, at your desk at work.
"Ugh, you've got to stop looking at me like that at work." she casually remarks, and you know what she means, you know precisely that she's turned on right now. But, you like your little games. So, you wipe that grin of your face and with your face as serious as you can make it be - you decide to play a little hand of yours.
"You mean that?" you ask, in a hurtful tone - and you can see the horror on her face. She's turned pale as she's wracking her head for a response to that. Oh aren't you evil.
"No - NO I didn't mean it like that -" she stutters, and seeing Gail Peck stutter for words is something so rare. But the horrified look on her face is too much for you to bear, you start laughing. Oh isn't she an adorable goofball.
"You're evil." she pouts, you've got to admit that as you give her a quick kiss, but she doesn't leave it at that. She kisses you again, as if to reassure you that she absolutely loves you.
The next time someone told you of how icy cold Gail is, you were probably going to laugh at how insane that thought is.