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."
"Oh, I don't doubt it. But you're not getting off that easy." Amy pushed gently, "Now seriously, tell me something I don't know about you. Non-dirty, this time."
Rosa let out a long sigh, and then against her better judgement admitted after one long silence later, "Pretty much right after we started hooking up my stupid brain started calling you my girlfriend and my stupid head."
Amy's eyes lit up, "You've thought of me as your girlfriend for that long! Oh Rosa!"
"I didn't say that!" Rosa protested softly, although she didn't stop Amy from hugging her before she weakly added, "You're just hearing what you want to hear."
"No I'm not." Amy insisted, pulling back and beaming happily, "I speak fluent Rosa Diaz now. And even if I didn't, the way I feel about you isn't a joke? If that isn't a love confession, I don't know what is."
Amy had only pulled back enough so she could tell Rosa that face to face, keep her arms tightly around the other woman and then going right back to pressing her face to Rosa's chest and squeezing her tightly. In response Rosa just gently huffed, instead of tossing Amy to the ground and punching her in the throat, so again, this was practically a love confession.
One which Amy was really struggling not to return. At least in the way that might drive Rosa away. Then again, Amy could think of at least one way she could tell Rosa she loved her that the other girl would actually like. Something she would never do, right? Although, maybe it could be worth a while if...
Slowly the wheels in Amy's head turned until she just couldn't help herself from mumbling against Rosa's chest, "Maybe we can both get what we want."
Rosa raised an eyebrow, "Meaning?"
"Meaning..." Amy said cautiously, lifting her head up again so they were face to face as she forced out the next words, "Just how badly do you want to fuck my ass?"
For a brief shining moment the usually always stoic Rosa Diaz's mask of indifference broke as she grinned excitedly, and weirdly. Then it was ruined by a second thought, causing the sudden light in her eyes to go out. Then her smile faded away like it had never been there, but surprisingly she didn't immediately respond. Amy could see that behind those eyes there was an intense battle between Rosa's body and her mind, and unfortunately for Amy there was no clear winner.
Or maybe that would be for the best, because while it was highly unlikely Rosa would back out of a deal after making it Amy didn't want to have to force her into this. A little gentle blackmail on the other hand, that she could handle.
"You want me to come out, and publicly start dating you, in exchange for your ass?" Rosa said slowly.
"Yes?" Amy admitted nervously, and unintentionally making it sound like question. Then she quickly clarified, "But just this once! Or just once, and then on special occasions? Or if I need to get out of the doghouse."
Yet again they fell into a long pause, then Rosa counter offered, "One time, if you hate it. But if I can make you love it, I get to fuck your ass whenever I want."
Amy bit her lip during another long pause, then admitted, "I don't know..."