Disclaimer: I do not own Brooklyn Nine-Nine. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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"So, are we ever going to tell anyone?" Amy asked nervously.
"About what?" Rosa questioned suspiciously.
"You know what?" Amy said softly, finally looking up at Rosa who looked unimpressed, but she pushed anyway, "About us?"
Rosa sighed deeply, "We've talked about this."
"No we haven't. I've talked, and you just said no, and you haven't even given me a reason." Amy pointed out, before pleadingly adding, "It's been six months. Can you honestly tell me we're still just fuck buddies? Rosa, sometimes I come over and we don't even fuck. And friends don't hold each other while they sleep, or watch TV. Not like that. And I still can't call you my girlfriend? Why?"
"You don't like it, you can bail. No one's keeping you here." Rosa grumbled.
"I don't want to bail, I just want you to talk to me." Amy pleaded, "Why is it such a big deal? Are, are you ashamed of me? Of, us?"
There was a brief pause and Rosa softly admitted, "No."
"Oh God, you really are married." Amy whined.
"For the last time, I'm not married." Rosa snapped.
"What then?" Amy pushed, and then when Rosa didn't answer that she added, "Are, are you afraid of what people will think?"
"Yes." Rosa admitted softly.
"Wow..." Amy was genuinely floored by this revelation, and just couldn't help herself from adding, "I didn't think the big bad Detective Rosa Diaz was scared of anything, let alone what anyone thought of her. I mean, I totally get it. Do you remember how I was six months ago? God, I was freaking out so hard about being bi that I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I'm still surprised no one noticed."
"Oh, they noticed." Rosa confirmed with a fond smile, "I just bribe Gina to help me convince everyone you were just suffering from explosive diarrhoea."
Amy's eyes went wide, "That was for at least a month?"
"I know." Rosa chuckled, "Everyone was scared of contracting whatever you had."
"Oh..." Amy realised that a few conversations she'd had made a lot more sense now, and then she refocused, not allowing Rosa to distract her, "So, why are you scared of telling the precinct? I know Jake will make his jokes, and they'll be awful, and they won't ever stop, but that's all they'll be. Jokes. And everyone else will be supportive. You know they will."
"It's not them, it's my parents." Rosa admitted finally, actually breathing a sigh of relief because of it, and also frustration as she further explained, "They're super homophobic, and I haven't been on great terms with them for years, and I just feel like this will be the last straw. And no matter what they say or do, they're still my family, you know? I don't want to lose them. And yeah, everyone else will be kind of supportive, but I'm just not looking forward to Jake making a joke out of the way I feel about you. Because it's not a fucking joke! Not everything is a joke. You know? But I'm scared he, or one of the others, will say something on social media or something, and it will get back to my family, and that's it. They're done with me."
"Oh..." Amy murmured, a long silence falling over them before she mumbled, "Sorry."
"It isn't your fault." Rosa sighed, looking away, "It's nobody's fault. It is what it is."
"Yeah, but I kept pushing you." Amy pointed out, quickly adding, "Which I only did because you don't talk to me about stuff, but still, I'm sorry."
More silence, then Rosa finally turned to look at Amy and told her, "You know I'm not good at this stuff, right? That I never have been."
"You've been pretty upfront about that." Amy softly smiled, "But you can't blame me for trying."
"I know..." Rosa grumbled, another brief silence before she reluctantly added, "But I want to be better."
"Really?" Amy smiled softly, the two of them exchanging a look briefly, before Amy an got excited thought, "Oh, how is this? Tell me something I don't already know about you. Like literally anything. I have so many questions, most of which I've already asked."
Yet another brief silence, then Rosa grinned wickedly, "I wanna fuck you in the ass."
"Oh..." Amy blushed bright red, "That, erm... that wasn't the answer to one of my questions... was it?"
"No, but I bet it's something you didn't already know about me." Rosa pointed out, trying not to smirk too widely, or point out as a Detective that Amy probably should have already known this, "I know that the prim and proper Amy Santiago would never be down for something that kinky, but the reason that I love fucking you from behind so much is I like to imagine I'm fucking you up the ass. Or at least, it's one of the reasons. You also look fucking amazing in that position, and I love the feeling of power I get from taking you like that. But there's just something special about fucking a hot little bottom like you in the butt. Mmmmm, and you have an ass I'd love to fuck."
Yet again there was a pause, this one longer than before as Amy struggled to get ahold of herself, then she pointed out, "You're just trying to distract me because the conversation is getting too real for you."
"Well, yeah." Rosa admitted, before pointing out, "But that doesn't mean it isn't true."