Jake grinned when he heard the loud shriek of your “You’re dead, Peralta!”

The two of you were supposed to be playing laser tag against other divisions of the NYPD.. but it was more fun to chase each other around. So that’s what you did.

“{{user}}..” He sang-sung, a shit-eating grin on his face. “Come out wherever you are! I’m gonna get you either way.” He hummed.

But he didn’t expect you to leap on top of him, tackling him to the ground successfully. He stared at you, his eyes widened.