the worth of the wait
B99 is back tomorrow and I finally finished something! For the first time in ages! So have a little season two era Jake/Amy ficlet, the title of which I stole from an Ivan & Alyosha song. Set immediately post Boyle-Linetti wedding because that ep is a GIFT.
The wedding’s just starting to wind down when Amy tips back her drink, leans in towards his ear and says, quite calmly, “Can we go up to your room please?”
“Yes,” Jake blurts because well, obviously. Then almost as quickly, “Wait, why?”
“My garbagey dress is still in there,” Amy says, her breath warm on his neck, sweet with champagne. When she leans back he finds himself moving with her, keeping the distance between them at a fraction above non-existent. Just so he can still hear her over the DJ of course. That’s all. “You let me change up there earlier, remember?
“Oh.” He blinks, ignoring the tug of something that is absolutely not disappointment but just happens to feel very similar. “Of course! Yeah, let’s–”
“Why?” She’s still too close for him to see but it doesn’t matter – he can hear the smirk in her voice. “What’d you think I meant?”