pARTNERS IN CRIME AU PLS THE IRONY IM (peraltiago obviously)
11. partners-in-crime AU
“Faster, Peralta,” Amy hisses through clenched teeth. She can see the dark head bobbing through the crowd across the street, growing closer every second that her idiotic partner spends wedging the slim jim back and forth in the door. (“Like dancing,” he once told her, that idiotic grin plastered across his face as he wiggles his ass for her benefit. She had to clench every muscle in her body to keep from laughing out loud and blowing their cover.)
“I’m going as fast as I can, Santiago! You can’t rush art!”
“Why did I let you plan this again? We always get caught when you plan!”
“I have no idea why you let me plan anything!” Jake retorts happily at her over the top of the car. “We both know you’re the mastermind – you’re just using me for my beautiful body!”
“Jake.” Amy gives him her best high-school-English-teacher look, and for a second, he almost looks cowed. It doesn’t last, though. It never does.
“Okay, fine, you’re just using me for my beautiful hands. Better?”