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Undercover Love	By : johnny_bae Category: 1 through F > 21 Jump Street Views: 1031 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Julia's POV
I woke up the next morning to the pleasant smell of fresh coffee. I opened my eyes, wincing at the bright light that was only making my headache worse.
"Damn hangover" I muttered to myself, holding my head and grimacing in pain as I struggled to sit up. Exhausted, nauseous, I was feeling absolutely terrible. I took a look around me, wondering for a second why I was on Tom's couch and not in my bed. Then my mind flashed back to the previous night and I recalled everything : the case, the club, me getting wasted, the make-out session in the backseat of the Mustang...
"Shit" I cursed under my breath, burying my face in my hands as images of Hanson between my legs came flooding back. I didn't even remember how he'd ended up there in the first place but I was most definitely not planning on asking him. I just wanted to forget about it and pretend nothing had ever happened. Well, not that much had happened anyway. I mean, we just kissed a couple times. No big deal.
"Morning sleepyhead" Tom's raspy morning voice suddenly pulled me out of my thoughts.
"Morning" I replied, spotting him in the kitchen. Ignoring the sharp pain in my head, I forced myself off the couch and slowly made my way over to where he was. I was greeted with a kiss on my cheek as soon as I reached him.
"Did you sleep well ?" he asked, briefly looking at me before returning his eyes to whatever was cooking in the pan. "I actually wanted you to take the bedroom last night but you insisted on sleeping on the couch."
"Well, I already felt bad for being such a mess you had to take me to your place, I didn't want to steal your bed too" I responded, scratching at my scalp. "But I was just fine on the couch, don't worry."
"I see" he smiled adorably, causing my heart to skip a beat. I must have looked at him for a whole ten seconds without even blinking.
"You hungry ?" he spoke again after a moment, and I had to shake my head to clear it to actually be able to answer.
"Uh...not really. I think I'll just have some coffee" I said, following him to the table and settling down on a chair. "Oh and...do you have painkillers by any chance ? 'Cause my head is killing me."
"Sure" he nodded once before going to the bathroom to come back a minute later with a small box of pills "Here you go."
"Thanks."
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The breakfast table was pretty silent. As usual, Tom was reading a newspaper while sipping his coffee and since I didn't want to break his morning routine or anything, I just picked a magazine out of the huge pile in front of me and began flipping through it, occasionally stealing glances at the very handsome man sitting across from me.
My gaze slowly travelled over his face. He looked so focused on what he was reading. I carefully studied every feature, his pouty lips, small nose, the way his brow was furrowed in concentration, the strand of hair that was falling across his left eye, his high cheekbones, the tiny beauty marks on his skin...
Every detail was so indescribably pretty, I couldn't help staring. The previous night started replaying in my head and I felt myself flushing slightly. What had almost happened in the car, how warm and soft his skin had felt under my fingertips, the sweet taste of his mouth...As crazy as it sounds, a part of me was nearly wishing I hadn't stopped him. Realizing I was actually squeezing my thighs together under the table, I quickly looked away, mentally slapping myself as I took a deep breath.
"Uh...Tom ?" I hesitantly called after clearing my throat, causing him to look up at me.
"Hmm ?"
For some reason, my heart jumped out of my chest the very moment our eyes met. I gulped loudly, trying to ignore the dirty thoughts that were running in my mind and the voice in my head that kept screaming 'BEND ME OVER THAT DAMN TABLE AND TAKE ME NOW !'
"I uh...I...I-I just...Nevermind" I stuttered, not even remembering what it was I wanted to tell him in the first place.
"Everything alright ?" he asked, sounding both concerned and puzzled.
"Ohyeaheverything'sfine" I immediately replied, faking a reassuring smile and speaking so fast that I doubted he'd even understood anything at all. He gave me a weird look before returning his attention to his newspaper.
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"No you go lie back down, I got this" Tom interrupted me as I went to pick up the dirty dishes, taking the two mugs from my hands and placing them back on the table.
"I'm fine" I insisted, reaching out to grab the dirty mugs again but he didn't let me. I sighed, rolling my eyes at him in annoyance. "Look, it's the least I can do. I mean, it was kind enough to take my drunk ass here last night, especially after all the trouble I caused you. You didn't have to-"
"I wanted to" he cut me off, smiling softly as he rubbed my arm comfortingly. "So please now do me a favor and just go lie down okay ?"
"Fine" I sighed in defeat, knowing he wouldn't let me do anything anyway. "But am I at least allowed to take a shower first ?" I requested, looking down at myself. I was still wearing the black dress I'd put on the night before and I was beginning to feel kind of filthy.
"Sure. Go ahead, I'll get you a towel in a minute."
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3rd POV
The apartment was silent, save for the sound of running water coming fom the bathroom, as Tom Hanson finished washing the dishes.
"Ding dong"
The bell suddenly rang, startling the young officer. He dried his hands and went to answer the door.
"Hey Penhall" Hanson greeted, smiling at the sight of his best friend.
"Hey man ! I hope you don't mind me just showing up but I wanted to know how things went for you and Lia at the club last night."
"Not at all. Come on in" Hanson said, standing aside and motioning for his friend to enter. "Well, things went pretty well I think. I got introduced to the supplier, told him I needed a kilo of dope. He said he would let the kids know where and when we'll meet for the delivery. All I gotta do now is tell Fuller I need 25 grand."
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Julia's POV
I got out of the shower, feeling a lot better. Drying myself off, I realized that I actually didn't have any clean clothes to put on. I groaned in frustration as I glanced at my discarded dress laying on the floor. After sleeping in this uncomfortable thing, I was literally dying for a pair of sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt. I thought for a moment, wondering if Tom would mind lending me something.
"Well, I'll have to ask him to find out" I muttered to myself as I wrapped the towel securely around my naked body, letting my wet hair drip down my back. "Tom ?" I called, carelessly stepping out of the bathroom. "Would you mind if I borro-" I stopped dead in my tracks when my eyes landed on Doug sitting on the couch beside Tom. "Oh uh...Dougie...hi" I awkwardly said, forcing a smile.
Doug furrowed his eyebrows as his gaze passed from me to Tom, a 'Wtf' expression on his face.
"I'm sorry I interrupted you guys" he finally spoke, smirking.
"Whatever it is that you're thinking right now, you're wrong Penhall" I stated, feeling my face burning with embarrassment.
"Yeah, it's really not what it looks like so don't start assuming things" Tom added, obviously very nervous and uncomfortable too.
"Oh I'm not assuming anything, merely...observing" Doug replied, eyeing us suspiciously. Honestly Tom and I were both acting so weird, I couldn't even blame him for not believing us. If I'd been him, I would've probably thought something sexual had happened in here.
"Look, I'm not gonna go into detail but I really screwed up last night" I began explainng, looking down in shame. "I didn't do anything besides drink vodka. I got so drunk that I coudln't even stand on my feet anymore. I was a mess, really, and Hanson didn't want me to be alone in that state."
"Yeah, I couldn't just drop her off at her place and leave" Tom added. "And after what happened at the club...that creep that got her pinned against a wall and tried to-"
"WHAT ?" Doug exclaimed all of a sudden. "Why didn't you beat the crap out of this cocksucker ?"
"Uh, he did actually" I chuckled softly, remembering the guy bleeding on the floor. "I think he broke his nose."
"Ha, that's my boy ! Good job Hanson !" Doug congratulated, giving him the thumbs up.
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