Buckle up everyone because this is gonna be about The Proposal™
It was kind of a weird night. Jake was was clueless at first beacause, you know, it was december so there was nothing suspicious about them getting their picture taken at the mall photo studio. The Jake and Amy Christmas Portrait was already a tradition by now. He only started to get slightly confused because Amy finally agreed to go to that shady restaurant and get lobsters that definitely should not be that cheap. Now, he was a bit puzzled when she had insisted they go all the way to Manhattan so late at night because apparently that’s where the Polar Swim was happening this year and she wanted to go cheer Captain Holt and Rosa. Then he was officially suspicious when they ended up at Times Square instead. Things started to make even less sense while she was dragging him by the arm to a very specific spot in the middle of all the commotion and stopped right in front of a youth choir. Just as he as about to turn to her and ask what the hell was going on, they started to sing and he stopped dead on his tracks. “Jacob Peralta, will you marry Amy Santiago?” He immediately turned around and there she was, down on one knee, in the middle of Times Square at midnight, holding a tiny tiger cub and a ring with a huge smile on her face. And for the first time in a very long time, Jake Peralta was absolutely speechless until Amy finally said something.
‘So… are you going to say anything anytime soon? Cause I’m renting this one by the hour and also I really have no idea how exactly safe this is.’
His smile was the widest, his eyes were sparkling and the only thing he could possibly do was run to her while yelling YES to the 500 german tourists watching and clapping around them.