jim street oneshots

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You're shoving the last of your things from your locker into your bag when you feel it - a pair of strong arms circling around your middle, pulling you back against a very familiar body.

Dropping your bag to the floor gently, you lean back against Street. Normally you both adhered to your "no PDA at work" policy, but after a day like this you were more than willing to ignore it in favour of some comfort. You relax back into his chest, holding onto his arms where they wrap around your stomach and squeezing them comfortingly.

With his face pressed into your neck, you hear him speak. "You ready to go home, baby?"

Twisting in his hold, you manage to turn around and face him. He looks tired, so tired, but still he faces you with a smile as he tightens his embrace.

"More than ready." You lean up and press a kiss to his cheek, wrapping your arms around his neck. He rests his head against yours, bearing most of your weight as you lean into him and make no move to separate for a beat. Five more minutes - you'd both earned that much.