Everyday is Like a Honeymoon With You

HalloVeen Post-Ep

hey guys!! so this is my new project; a Peraltiago one shot book! yay! please let me know what you guys think about the things i post and yeah i look forward to hearing your thoughts and taking your requests and hopefully doing them justice.  okay enough of me rambling, enjoy this post episode little piece i wrote for HalloVeen aka, when Jake proposes to Amy!!

enjoy loves!

****DISCLAIMER: i don't own Brooklyn Nine-Nine or the characters****

~Cris xoxo

"I decided to ask Amy to marry me all on my own on April 28th"

The words rang in Amy's head ever since her fiancé had said them at the bar three hours ago. Let's be real, neither of them were drunk, but they are also cops so driving under any influence was not something either of the two would consider. The cab ride was silent, but not uncomfortable. Amy had her head resting against Jake's shoulder and his arms were wrapped around her body.

After five more minutes, the cab pulls up to the front of their apartment building. Amy pays the driver, it's the least she can do considering how Jake is with money and the fact that he had just bought her a ring too. As the cab driver takes off, Jake takes Amy's hand in his and leads her towards the front door of their apartment building. He holds the door open for her and they both enter.

Amy is still leaning up against Jake's side when he pulls out his key and unlocks their front door, leading her inside. He gives her a small kiss as he reaches behind her and shuts the door. "I love you, Jake Peralta." She whispers against his lips. "I love you, Amy Santiago." He says and gives her another soft kiss.

When they both pull apart, Amy heads to the bedroom to get changed while Jake heads into the kitchen to grab a couple of wine glasses and the fancy bottle of red wine Charles had gifted them when Jake had finally been released from prison.

When he entered the bedroom, his breath caught in his throat, as it usually did when he saw the love of his life. She was pulling back the bedsheets on their bed, while wearing no more than one of his old NYPD shirts that came down to just below her thigh. "God, you are beautiful." Jake says quietly as he heads over to his night table and puts down the bottle and glasses. "Hmmm I love you so much." Amy says and pulls him in for another kiss. "And I love you so much too." Jake replies. He quickly stripped down to his boxers and joined his fiancee in bed.

After their second glass of wine each, Amy smiled up at Jake from her position of her head resting on his chest. He looks down at her, still in awe of how lucky he truly is to have this amazing woman in his life. "Yes?" He smirks at her. "I was just thinking....you said you decided to marry me on April 28th....how did I not notice the change in you that night." She smiles. "Change?" He asks, clearly intrigued as to where she was headed with this. "Yeah....at first I didn't notice it. But now, after you told me that was when you decided to marry me, I realized that you were different that night. I caught you smiling at me more than once before we went to bed and I also noticed you held onto me a little differently when we fell asleep. Your hand was wrapped a bit lower on my waist than usual and you were tracing your finger along my stomach and hip; something you only do when you finally figure something out that has been bothering you for a while. I thought it was just a case....turns out I was wrong, and I've never been happier being wrong in my entire life." She says and kisses his bare chest softly, absently tracing the outline of his ribcage with her finger.

"I love you, Ames." He whispered and kissed the top of her head. "I love you too, Jake." She said as she buried her face into the crook of his neck even further. She was exhausted, but she was too happy to sleep. Jake Peralta had asked her to marry him. She was going to be his wife in less than a year and she couldn't be happier.

"I can hear you thinking babe, go to sleep." She can hear the smile in his voice as he says this. "I'm just thinking about how I absolutely cannot wait to be your wife." She replies and leans up from her spot on his chest, to kiss the bottom of his jaw. "I can't wait for you to be my wife either darling." Jake slurs sleepily, planting one final lazy kiss to the top of Amy's head before finally succumbing to sleep.

Amy angled her gaze up towards the love of her life and his gorgeous sleeping face. "I love you, Jacob Peralta." She whispered to her sleeping fiancé before snuggling herself deeper into Jake's embrace and letting sleep consume her as well as she drifted off happily in the arms of her one and only.