all i need is you
“i would marry you in a dumpster”
“awww, i would marry you in a dumpster!”
or, the one where jake just wants everything to be perfect.
(post 5x06 fluff)
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“Hey.” He exhales softly into the quiet, still darkness of their bedroom - long after they’ve turned out the lights. The muted shadows of the street lamps outside illuminate just enough of the room so that Jake can just about make out the outline of his girlfriend – no, his fiancée - lying next to him, breathing silently enough that he knows he isn’t disturbing a deep sleep.
(She looks just as beautiful when she’s an amorphous black shape as she usually does.)
(God, he can’t wait to marry her.)
“Hey, Ames - you still awake?”
“…No.” She mutters into her pillow, barely audible, and he laughs a little.
“Okay then. Guess I’ll just…talk to myself.”