Different But Unique

Fat girls DJ at clubs

MJS: @whatdoyouexpectthistime, @nitelotus, @smile-smile-ichthys, @smutmylifeup.

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After another long day Jazz was glad that Miho had agreed to go out for drinks, saying Goto wouldn’t be home after all since he was working and sitting alone on the couch wasn’t really what she wanted to do.

“How’s your intern? Is she what you have been looking for?” Jazz asked while waiting until Miho had gathered her things.

“She’s doing a good job, very good reports. She even adds sketches of some – uhm, special features.”

Jazz stared at Miho blankly for a second before she burst out into laughter. “Show me! I want to see!”

Miho grinned and grabbed a file, browsed through it until she found a quickly sketched drawing of a definitely male body part.

“Wow…” Jazz was impressed. “Now imagine what she could do with a brush and paint…” She waggled her eyebrows, prompting a chuckle from Miho.

“I know, but honestly, it’s a good idea. Helps me envision things.”

MJS: @whatdoyouexpectthistime, @nitelotus, @smile-smile-ichthys, @smutmylifeup.

Read the other fics of this collabo series here :D

After another long day Jazz was glad that Miho had agreed to go out for drinks, saying Goto wouldn’t be home after all since he was working and sitting alone on the couch wasn’t really what she wanted to do.

“How’s your intern? Is she what you have been looking for?” Jazz asked while waiting until Miho had gathered her things.

“She’s doing a good job, very good reports. She even adds sketches of some – uhm, special features.”

Jazz stared at Miho blankly for a second before she burst out into laughter. “Show me! I want to see!”

Miho grinned and grabbed a file, browsed through it until she found a quickly sketched drawing of a definitely male body part.

“Wow…” Jazz was impressed. “Now imagine what she could do with a brush and paint…” She waggled her eyebrows, prompting a chuckle from Miho.

“I know, but honestly, it’s a good idea. Helps me envision things.”

Yeah okay, it’s been AGES, I’m sorry… but yeah the story continues! <3 B

There was silence for a painful thirty seconds as Kaga just stared at Miho’s face, and she gazed back. She wanted to be full of fire, wanted to respond as one should to terrorism, wanted to be completely and utterly certain about every decision she’d made – but it just wasn’t possible.

Circumstances were sometimes bigger than a person.

“Deputy Chief, if I could have a moment with Miss Fujiwara,” Kaga said, tone as Miho expected it to be – totally rigid, not a single ounce of give.

And Nomura saw this – he wasn’t an idiot, no matter how he played it up.

“Miss Fujiwara looks like she could use a friendly face, Captain,” Nomura smiled easily, and simply sat himself up on the gurney making himself comfortable. “So if it’s all the same to you, I’ll just hang out here.”

Kaga’s jaw slid a little to the left, but the next sound from his was an exhale caught somewhere frustration and resignation.

“Are you all right?” he asked, his back straight, his voice still tight.

“Knock to the head and a bit of a cut,” Miho replied, “which looks worse than it is.”

“No need to be a hero,” Nomura put in.

“She’s not,” Kaga dropped, still all steel and bristle. “She blew her cool, her cover and now the Tres Spades.”