"Are you sure you're not hurt?" Street asks as he helps you limp back to the car, casting a look over his shoulder to check that the ambulance is still there in case he somehow manages to convince you to go see the medics before you leave.
"I'm certain." You grumble. Keenly aware of his hand resting on your waist, you try not to lean too much of your weight onto him as you walk. "Ankle's just sore. I'll walk it off."
"Yeah, right." Street says, a note of disbelief in his voice. You lean against the side of the car as Street opens the passenger's door for you, leaning down to your level as you sit in and pull the seatbelt around you. "Will you let me look at it when we get back to HQ? You're gonna be no good to us if you hobble back out into the field without having even put some ice on that."
"And what good will I be if I'm laid up in the medbay?" Is your reply as he closes the door and walks around to the driver's side.
"You can keep me company while I go over the reports from Homicide division." He offers as he sits in, closing the door behind him and looking to you with a smile.
"Why, you think I'm gonna make a run for it?"
"Well if you do, you're not gonna get very far." That earns him a punch to his thigh, and he laughs as he switches on the ignition and you begin to drive away.
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jim street oneshots
Fanfictionjim street x gender neutral!reader oneshots, crossposted from my tumblr
