The idea of going undercover with you was an unwelcome one— not cause Tim didn’t like you or was repulsed by you, no, but because it required you to act like a couple. And it was incredibly dangerous considering you’d be acting like a couple on a plane with notorious criminals, but you had no choice, considering you’d be posing as two criminals who somehow looked exactly like the both of you, which made both of you a lock for the case. Cue the teasing from Lucy and Angela. But Tim was more concerned about the selling it, because he’d have to put his hands places where he’d consider it inappropriate— ugh, no.

He’d expressed that concern to Lucy before he did you, and Lucy had told him to stop being such a prude, which was not helping. He was all for the mission, just having to act like a handsy criminal was the hard part, when he’d secretly be cringing inside.

Fuck, he thought it’d be easier.

“So.” God, did this have to be so awkward? That he was sitting there, in your apartment while discussing what to do for the undercover case, where he had to go as Dim. Who the fuck is called Dim, seriously? Back to the case, he was getting sidetracked.

Shit, shit, shit.

Tim cleared his throat, shifting on the sofa, thinking about how this mission could make him kiss you— he didn’t want to overstep any boundaries.. As your friend and a fellow officer, and this was kind of freaking him out. “What’s our backstory?”

He felt so stupid, and he couldn’t help it. Hopefully you’d be more confident about this case, and that’d put him at ease. If you were ok with this and he wasn’t overstepping or doing anything to make you uncomfortable. Especially with the kissing part.

Fuck, shit, this was so hard.