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“Well I’m gonna head out, " June turned to glance at Lucy, “You really saved all our asses there. If you ever need me to put in a good word for you down at UC, I’d be honored to have you as one of us” She smiled genuinely before clinking beers with Lucy, and seemingly slinking further back into the couch. Yeah, she was definitely wasted. But you get to do what you want when you almost die.
Lucy beamed before exclaiming,
“Really yeah!,... uh I mean, she paused to sit up straighter, clearing her throat, “ I would appreciate that Detective.”
Nyla smirked at her eagerness, snorting lightly. The boot was practically jumping out of her skin. Her enthusiasm was kind of mesmerizing, Nyla thought to herself. She watched as Lucy turned in response to her snort, her cheeks flushing a pretty shade of red.Nyla was thinking how she had a dress in that exact shade when their eyes locked.
And it was like staring at the sun. Nyla broke first, taking a long sip of her wine to save face.
A soft groan muffled by couch cushions, gets both of their attention turning to glance at their friend. To their delight, June had begun trying to drunkenly scramble herself out of the pit of couch she seemed to have fallen into. Lucy chuckled to herself, thinking she’d never anticipated just how daunting of a task her couch was to drunk people.
“Okay, now I really have to go, I literulllly cannot see my eyes in front of my face,” June slurred slowly. Getting up very unsteadily, shaking her arms to balance. Unbeknownst to the amused looks on the other women's faces.
“Are you gonna be ok” Nyla asked, her voice concerned but with humor in her eyes.
“yeah Ny, em good my ubers outside, car pickup tmm” June mumbled.They laughed again in response to her eyes closed, shaking her limbs again, as if trying to anchor herself to the moment.
Lucy rose to grab June by the arm, “ ok but I will be walking you down, " her voice left little room for June’s protests, “C’mon , C’mon,” and she began herding June out the door and downstairs.
Lucy came back upstairs to find Nyla walking around her apartment. She stopped to pick up a frame, and a little grief tinged smile covered her face upon seeing Jackson and Lucy in their long sleeves, and he was smiling , that big dazzling smile. Nyla just stared for a while, a few tears escaping, to her horror.
A soft “hey, “comes from behind her, it spooks Nyla, but only slightly. But Nyla didn’t turn around just yet, and she could feel Lucy’s stare at her back. Glancing down at her hands, Nyla realized she was still holding it, holding him. Her eyes widened a bit before placing the frame back down on the table, her hands shaking just so. She reached up and roughly brushed the few tears that escaped and Lucy, sweet, kind, understanding Lucy, decided to give her an out.
“Do you want another glass?
“How long have you been standing there?,” Nylas asked quietly
“Not Long,”she topped off a glass before handing it to Nyla
“Thanks,” Nyla whispered softly, their fingertips brushing briefly.
The brief silence is shattered by Nyla’s phone going off, both of them startled a bit. Nyla walks over to check her phone, and Lucy watches as her face breaks out into an amused smile, before laughing loudly. Lucy’s eyes sparkle at that, and at her questioning look Nyla says happily,” it's from June,” she says still laughing gently, before settling with a warm smile. She flips the phone around as Lucy gets closer, and she too, laughs loudly at what she sees.
Text from June
12:45 AM
HOME BITCKHES!!
12:46 AM
*BITGCHES
12:47 AM
iys ao havd to toope qen your drunk
12:48 AM
gniht , live you bitgches <3 misssed u Ny
“Damn, I missed that girl, Nyla uttered in a whiny voice, and Lucy laughed inwardly. It was like watching a little girl say goodbye to her friend after a sleepover. Utterly adorably, Lucy thought to herself.
“So I thought we had a date, " Nyla asked, interrupting Lucy’s inner world.
“A date?” Lucy stuttered out, wide eyed.
“Yeah,” Nyla said with that sly smile, tucking her bottom lip inside her mouth.
Stop doing that thing with your lip Nyla.
“Yeah you…,she faded off the longer she looked at Lucy looking at her,” you uh wanted some tips… wanted to hear about working UC.”She chuckled breathlessly at Lucy’s wide eyed stare, and silence.
“C’mon,” she said reaching down to hold Lucy’s hand and leading her to the couch, “ lets get another bottle of wine and we’ll talk”
The walk over seemed to have cure Lucy of her shocked silence, and she almost protested when Nyla let go of her hand to sit , but instead what came out was
“How did you end up on your first UC assignment?”
Chapter 2
Summary:
be kind hos, cause this is lowkey only my 2nd fic ever.
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“Well, my sergeant got a tip about a RICO case, and I matched the description of a potential buyer for some illegal firearms.I was only supposed to be in for 3 days tops, ended up spending over 3 months there. Next assignment, the one right before this, I spent 4 years deep undercover.”
“It was like constantly treading water, I thrived on it. I was good at it,”Nyla’s voice nearly growled.” But ,” she said with a sigh, “ It's incredibly lonely, and there's this anticipatory grief that follows you everywhere. They are criminals, but when you’re UC you have to go in, act like them, become one of them, and eventually leave them all behind.”
Nyla smiled sadly,
“It takes a toll, I mean at one point I was sleeping with my gun under the pillow. The constant lying, the hyper-vigilance… at some point, you Lucy, you yourself have to disappear, and that can be hard to come back from,” she muttered bitterly, taking another swig from her glass. After a long pause, “You can lose people,” she uttered quietly.
“Dom,” Lucy stated resolutely .
“Yeah,..yeah we were already shaky before my 1st assignment, but that second one broke us.” she whispered.
“I wasn’t,” she stopped as big fat tears began to roll down her cheeks, “I wasn’t there for Lila.”
and I will regret that til the day I die.” Nyla seemed to collapse into herself after this admission.
Lucy gave her a moment before reaching out to lift her head gently, bending her head to meet Nyla’s eyes.
“Just promise me you wont keep punishing yourself”
“What?”
Lucy paused for a while, wondering if total honesty would be appreciated at this moment. She knew how it felt to not allow yourself forgiveness.
“I can see it, “she started hesitantly, “ I can hear it in the way you carry yourself at work, the way you talk about your relationship with Lila,...the ending of your marriage.”
“ You’re so,” she paused, “guarded, disciplined, never letting anyone see you sweat.”
Nyla had remained silent this whole time, eyebrows scrunched, lips taut.
“Which don’t get me wrong, isn't a bad thing, its just,” Lucy broke off, “We’ll see each other day in and day out, I mean cops spend half their lives together, and we don't exactly live in a small town.
“ It just would be nice to know you, to get to know you,”Lucy stuttered out. Her eyes dropped to Nyla’s lips for precisely 3 seconds, she counted, before saying, “ I think today was the first time I’ve seen you smile , like a real smile.” And Nyla finally broke at that ,the two of them, laughing gently. As their laughter died down, their eyes met again, 5 seconds this time (she counted), and it was enough to extend the buzzing energy that had been brewing between them all night. Though if Lucy was honest, she had died a little bit watching Nyla command the room earlier with just her voice and presence alone. And the wink?!in the car , after the op, yeah that made her ascend right on up into heaven.
And now they were actually alone, coming down from the success of a good opp,a few too many glasses of wine in…. A throat clearing broke her out of her thoughts, and she turned to see Nyla looking back at her expectantly.
“Yeah you made mistakes but you have a second chance now. Don’t waste it because you’re too busy punishing yourself. We only have so much time.” Lucy reached out her hand, gripping Nyla’s palm tenderly.
They sat like that a little while longer, before Nyla rested her head so whisper soft in the crease between Lucy’s head and shoulder, crying gently. Her body quivering like shallow tides, tears flowing deep rivers and Lucy just let her. After some time Nyla lifted her head tilting back to gaze up at Lucy,
“ Thank you.” She said it so softly Lucy almost missed it. Lucy gazes back down at her, unable to stop herself from stroking her curls softly. Her lips quirking at the semi-erotic moan Nyla let out, and watched as her eyes fluttered closed.
“ You should let your hair down more often,” Lucy said with awe, “it's so beautiful.” She watched as Nyla smiled shyly at her words. Lucy watched her like this, barely holding on, Don't do that thing with your lip, she thought.
“Do what with my lips,” Nyla asked amusedly, eyes fluttering back open.
Brown locked on Brown.
Holy shit, Lucy thought.
“Did I say that out loud”
“Yeah you did”
Nyla smirked as she watched the color rise to Lucy’s cheeks.
And then she fucking did the thing with her lip.
And Lucy’s response was automatic.She gripped Nyla’s throat , not too hard, but just enough for Nyla to feel it.Lucy smirked when she heard Nyla’s gasp, she knew she would like that. Lucy pulled her in then, biting Nyla’s plump bottom lip, before sucking it gently in between her lips. She pulled back, before diving back in, kissing her properly this time.Soft, erotic , slow kissing, became more frantic, more desperate as Lucy pushed Nyla backwards almost through the couch, straddling her, while they kissed hungrily. Lucy’s hips inadvertently bucked into her, in response to a sound she’d never heard Nyla make before. Lucy started trailing kisses and nipping, sucking her neck gently. Lucy stopped suddenly, staring down at her for a long moment, their chests heaving. Lucy thought Nyla looked so stunning like this, hair mussed, and eager and wanting, and as Lucy stared longer, a little bashful.
“What”
“Nothing, you just look so stunning like this”
Lucy watched as the most relaxed smile bloomed on Nyla's face.
Lucy lowered herself back down, kissing her just as passionately, but less eager. If this was the only time, she wanted to make sure they'd both remember.
Lucy bit her neck softly, before staring directly into her eyes with a glint. Before saying in a voice Nyla had never heard from her before,
“Take off your clothes”
“I want to watch you”
Nyla released a soft whimper, before jerking gently as Lucy continues her ministrations on her neck.
As soon as she brings trembling hands to begin unbuttoning her shirt, Lucy raises them both up, pushing herself up towards the other end of the couch. At Nyla’s quizzical look, she repeats in that same voice
“I said I wanted to watch” and she says it in a way that implies Nyla should’ve already known that, like she’s a little bored by her ineptitude, and Nyla…. can’t help it. She can feel how wet she is.