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Amanda: I gotta be honest, I'm not having a baja blast right now. Carisi: Like for real, I am having a crunch wrap supremely difficult time. Barba: What the fuck, are you two having a stroke?

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I’m watching a lego show with my niece and my nephew, and I was thinking about that... :)

My favorite men playing Lego with their daughter, for the first time.

Rafael Barba

Rafael walked on you and his little girl playing lego one day after work. There were bricks everywhere in the living room, his two girls were arguing about what was next to build. “What are we building here?” He asked. His daughter barely welcomed him home with hugs and kisses like she usually does. The little girl was focused. “Snow White’s castle,” you told your husband when he bend over to kiss you, “your daughter is a real tyrant,” you smiled.

Rafael changed into comfy clothes and joined the two of you. He doesn’t remember if he ever played lego once. But he didn’t have to think much, his little daughter was there to tell him what to do. At some point, you left to make dinner and you heard your daughter and your husband arguing about the construction. “This shouldn’t be here, baby,”

“I know what I’m doing, papi, okay? This is how it’s done,”

You laughed and peek your head out of the kitchen, “Told you!” You mouthed at your husband.

“You’re the brain, I’m the arms then,”

Jethro Gibbs

“What’s Lego?” Jethro asked you one night, out of the blue.

“The construction games?”

“Maybe. Eliza wants legos for her birthday,”

The day agree, you took Jethro to buy Legos for your daughter. You wanted to take a big one but the reasonable Jethro told you to start with two small.

Right after Eliza opened her gifts, she wanted to play with her Legos. Despite his injured knee, Jethro sat on the floor with your daughter and got acquainted with those bricks. Eliza started to put bricks together, not caring about what it would done at the end. “You really ever played Lego before?” You asked Jethro, as he was fighting with his bad vision to read the instructions.

“No—Kelly was—“ he stopped himself.

“It’s okay, J. You can talk about Kelly,” you smiled warmly, at him.

“Look daddy! I made a man!” Eliza said, showing the tiny thing.

“He has brown legs with a yellow chest with a white face,”

It didn’t matter. Eliza was proud she did it on her own. Jethro spent such a long moment on the floor with his daughter, he needed to put ice on his knee before going to bed.

Sonny Carisi

Every time Sonny goes grocery shopping with his daughter, they come back with a new toy. The little girl has her father wrapped around her finger, he absolutely cannot say no to her. So when she asked for a baby Yoda lego, he gave in. He had barely put the groceries away, that lego bricks were already all over the floor of her bedroom. “Let’s be methodical, sweetheart,”

When you came home from work, you found them in the bedroom. Sonny was laying on the floor, onto his stomach and your daughter was laying on him. You figured out Baby Yoda’s face almost built. “Look at the next page, what do we need?” Sonny asked his baby girl.

They didn’t hear you come in. You stayed a moment next to the door frame, looking at them. But it was almost 9pm, your daughter’s bedtime was long past.

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Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

Season 24

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Eight Legs | Rafael Barba

PAIRING: Rafael Barba x f!reader

WORD COUNT: 783

PROMPT: “My knight in shining armour” “Oh it was a spider, calm down”

RATING: SFW + usual SVU topics

PLEASE R&R! || I’m a new writer so feedback is great!

DEDICATED TO: @detectivebarba and @eikha

It had been a long day for Rafael, with a high profile case he had been prosecuting finally coming to a close and a sick excuse of a human being locked away for good.

Rafael had came home to you hours earlier and had celebrated the win with some takeout food as all he wanted was some peace and quiet after the intensity from the last few months of the case taking its toll. You had retired to the living room with one of your favourite books while he had went off to his study to start prepping for his next upcoming case as a District Attorney.

Sitting at his desk and reading one of his many case law books jotting down areas relevant to his next prosecution and nursing a small glass of his favourite scotch, the last thing Rafael had expected to happen was hearing you scream and especially not screaming bloody murder.

The noise made him jolt, knocking the glass from his hand and spilling the scotch over himself and his notes. “Mierda!” Rafael exclaimed as he pulled up and out of his leather desk chair as he shook himself from the liquid before rushing off to find you, hoping that you were safe and not attacked or hurt. As a criminal prosecutor and a high profile one, throughout his career Rafael had threats made against him and there had been some serious threats before. However the pair of you had just moved to a new home in the Brooklyn suburbs recently. Nobody other than family, close friends and work knew the new address.

With sock clad feet, Rafael ran into the your large kitchen where he found you perched upon the kitchen island, feet tucked snugly under your legs and your arms wrapped around your waist. So far you looked safe and well. So he wondered what the problem was.

“Dulzura, you nearly gave me a heart attack! What on earth is wrong?” Rafael questioned as he stood there, his favourite scotch seeping into his white shirt.

“Guapo… you’re just going to laugh at me,” you said pouting.

“I’d never laugh or mock you mi amor,” he asserted, running a hand through his hair as he spoke to you.

“Yes you will!” you replied.

“Why would I?” he questioned.

“Because it’s stupid to everyone else!” you murmured.

Rafael had just started to make his way over to you when you squealed again which again made him jump and his heart race.

“It’s there, oh my,” you shouted as you retreated further onto the kitchen island, your hand shaking as it pointed out. Rafael couldn’t help but stare at you incredulously, wondering what on earth had you freaking out, his usually strong and no nonsense doctor of a fiancée.

Looking around the white marble flooring of your kitchen, Rafael was still at a loss as to what you were pointing out at. He was turning back around to you when he saw it.

Large. Black. Eight legged. Probably the largest spider Rafael had ever seen, and it was in your new kitchen.

“Oh mi maldito Dios,” he yelped, throwing himself back away from it. No wonder you were freaking out. This never happened when the pair of you lived in your shared Manhattan apartment. Rafael rushed back out of the kitchen, leaving you alone with the arachnid.

“Rafael where the hell have you gone? I cant kill this monster myself!” you exclaimed. Spiders were one of your biggest fears yet you hated killing them, you usually had someone else do it or take them away.

When he returned a few moments later, you giggled seeing how Rafael had shoved on a pair of winter boots, gardening gloves and was holding the metal kitchen broom in his large hands as if it were a lethal weapon. Obviously he had ventured into the laundry room.

“Save me my legal knight in shining armour,” you giggled, Rafael’s get up making you laugh for the first time since you had spotted the bug.

Rafael stared at you, his eyes amused and his face pursed in fake annoyance.

“Oh it’s just a spider, if I can put away rapists and murderers then I can handle this so lets both calm down,” he affirmed.

“Well I’ll leave you to do it then guapo, I’ll stay here where it is safe,” you replied as Rafael wandered around the kitchen island and table seeing where it had scurried off to.

The last thing you expected was hearing Rafael yelling out in Spanish as he chased after the spider as it zoomed across the floor away from him.

“Vuelve aquí, monstruo de ocho patas!”

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🔥🔥 carisi

Top 3 kinks:

Breeding: c’mon, this man wants kids and the idea of releasing in his partner whether intentionally getting them pregnant or not is something super hot to him. It definitely goes into overdrive when he and his partner decide that they want to start family.

Bondage: It started when when he was in Police Academy. The first time he came home in uniform - you realized you had a uniform kink - and he found it to be super hot to handcuff you. From there, the two of you have explored rope, leather straps, bondage tape, ties, spreader bars, etc.

Aftercare: Not technically a kink, but the well-being of his partner is super important to Sonny. It is important for Sonny to check in with his partner after and he wants to be sure that they feel happy and are comfortable with what happened. And if anything about the experience felt off and/or his partner didn’t like, he would make sure to take the time to discuss that and make sure the next time is better.

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Rafael Barba appreciation ➩ 244/∞ | ep: Lessons Learned

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I'm in love with the idea of dating Sonny Carisi. He seems to be such a sweetheart. The compliments, abit of flirting, trying to get him blushing, flowers, so chivalrous. The list goes on.

But once your at that relationship definition point, maybe working hours and difficulties making time for one another come up as an issue or just life stuff in general makes it feel like that early relationship bliss wear off. Any thoughts on how do you think Sonny would do?

I think sonny would:

-plan an all-day saturday date once he realizes it’s been a while since the two of you did something special. you would go to your favorite local coffee shop and pick up drinks and breakfast before continuing on to visit the zoo and then ending the day with a relaxing dinner at a new restaurant not far from you two that opened recently.

-he’d send you texts throughout the day again and always at the same time so you wonder if he set a reminder on his phone. things like “good morning, beautiful” and “hope work is going well today” or “I just passed this funky looking shop that we have to check out this weekend”.

-he’d come home with your favorite dessert for “an after dinner treat”

-one day, he’d come home with a jigsaw puzzle, a bottle of wine, and a wide grin on his face. “fancy an adventurous night in?” he’d say half-jokingly

-suggest a day trip. “hey doll, want to go to Cold Spring for half the day this weekend? you know I don’t love hiking, but it’s supposed to be great weather.”

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Dandelions - R.B.

Pairing: Rafael Barba x Reader

Rating: PG13

Warnings: BRIEF SMALL TINY MENTION OF SUICIDE (not main character) mutual but oblivious pining, crushing, FLUFF

A/N: all !!! the !!! feels !!!

Based on the song Dandelions by Ruth B

"Maybe it's the way you say my name.

Maybe it's the way you play your game.

But it's so good, I've never known anyone like you ."

The whole squad knew you and Rafael liked each other, that much was for sure. It was obvious, with the flirty banter constantly echoing between the two of you. In fact, they were sure that everyone knew, except the two of you. The looks the two of you managed to sneak at one another when the other's back was turned made the squad's hearts swell. The problem was, the two of you were convinced that the other was just being overly nice. How could you not? A new detective and the star ADA? It was asking for trouble and paperwork that you were sure that neither of you wanted.

That didn't change Rafael's slight obsession with you from growing with every waking moment. You had a heart of gold, and your genuine kindness was one of the things that made you an asset to the team. You had a way with victims, your pure sunshine convincing even the most stubborn of them to confront their abuser in court. He admired how much courage you gave these women to share their story.

You of course were no better, with your favoritism for the man. You brought him coffee when he stayed late, even dinner if you had enough time to grab it. His assistant, Carmen, had picked up on this and eventually she figured out that the two of you liked each other. She made a point to grab your number and to text you if the man was having a particularly harsh day, in which you would swing by with coffee for the rescue. The squad had taken bets one day, trying to figure out when and which one of you would finally crack and admit it.

Carisi had taken the long bet, committing to over 6 months from that point and that it would be Barba. Liv and Amanda, the hopeful romantics, wagered on Barba spilling in 2-3 months. Fin, to everyone's surprise, bet on you in 2 weeks, hoping the two of you would just bonk already. They each placed twenty dollars into an envelope that got tucked into Olivia's desk and not another word was spoken about it, until 3 weeks later.

"And I see forever in your eyes

I feel okay when I see you smile."

This case had been especially hard on everyone. The weight of it, however, had fallen particularly hard on you. You had pushed and pushed the victim to testify, convincing her that it would help assuage her pain. She ultimately had, but the defense had torn her to shreds on the stand. After leaving the courtroom, the victim drove home and threw herself off the roof of her building. You had lost it when you reached the scene, convinced it was your fault. Carisi had to hold you up and drive you back to the precinct to calm down, too afraid to drive you home to be alone. Barba obviously had seen the whole thing, his heart shattering at the cries leaving your body.

He had made a point to return to the precinct with Liv to discuss what they were going to do from this point forward. When he entered, he saw you cuddled into Carisi's side, sipping on coffee, wearing police issued sweats. Rafael's heart was set aflame at the sight of you snuggled close with someone who wasn't him. That was supposed to be his job, and here was Carisi stealing the light from him. He didn't even get a chance to fight the urge before he rushed over to you two.

"(Y/N), are you okay? You know this isn't your fault," he rushed out.

You sighed deeply, beginning to reply before Sonny cut you off, "(Y/N)? Since when are you two on a first name basis?"

"I'm okay, Counselor, thank you. I just didn't expect her to do that. I really thought I had gotten through to her in the hallway after her testimony. I told her that she had nothing to worry about," your voice trailed off as the tears resurfaced in her eyes.

Carisi began rubbing your back again, trying to coach you through another episode. Barba drank in the sight, his eyes narrowing in anger. If he disliked the man before this incident, the hatred was only intensifying by the second. He huffed before muttering that he'd be right back and marching off into Liv's office.

Your eyes crinkled in confusion, dismissing the man's weird behavior as stress from the case. But, Carisi knew better, because he knew exactly what was running through Barba's head at the moment. Carisi excused himself, claiming to need to use the restroom, leaving you in your lonesome. It wasn't a few more minutes before Rafael had returned from your boss's office before taking a seat next to you. Unbeknownst to you, the ADA and Olivia had not been talking about the case, but rather, you.

"(Y/N), talk to me. Are you really okay," he asked softly, turning to you.

"Well of course not. This is at least partly my fault. I pushed her to her limit and then forced her in front of Buchanan. I did this to her," you muttered out, tears streaming down your face.

Rafael reached a shaky and nervous hand out to you, beginning to rub your back with just the pads of his fingertips. His heart hammered in his chest, sure that you were going to freak out at him touching you. You, much to his astonishment, relaxed into his touch, allowing his hand to make full contact with your back. You were just as nervous as he was, hoping that you weren't crossing some sort of line with the older man. He moved again, this time to move your hair out of your face. You looked up at him through your eyelashes, making eye contact with him.

The moment seemed so right to you, with him staring into your eyes. You knew that if you didn't take the chance now, that you were going to end up missing it all together. You leaned in slowly, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, letting yourself linger for a moment before pulling away. The look of pure shock on his face was enough to make you jump to your feet, mumbling an apology before rushing off to the bathroom, bumping into Carisi on the way. He looked down at your figure on the ground before you got up again and rushed off.

When Sonny reached the squad room, he saw Barba sitting still in shock in the spot Carisi had previously been. Carisi stalked over to the sitting man, a fury in his eyes.

"What the hell did you say to her Counselor," he questioned urgently, worried about his friend.

This snapped the counselor to reality, finally, "Which way did she go, Carisi?"

"What do you mean? She ran off towards the restroom. What happened?"

With this the ADA took off, running in the same direction you did. Carisi's eyes widened as he realized what was going to happen. He turned on his heel, stalking off towards the Lieutenant's office.

"Lieu, (Y/N) took off, and Barba actually ran after her. I mean he really took off. I think it's happenin'," He giggled like a child.

Liv simply smiled and nodded, "I hope that it does. I may have tried to talk some sense into him. I am just so tired of watching those two pine for each other."

You were pacing in the bathroom when Barba reached you. You were borderline blubbering to yourself when he opened the door. His heart clenched again at the sight, knowing that you were beating yourself up even more now. He stalked over to you before grabbing your face and staring into your eyes. Tears welled up in them as they again twisted in confusion at the man standing in front of you. He had come after you?

As quick as he walked over to you, he leaned down, fully connecting your lips to his. Rafael desperately held you close to him, kissing you with such passion you thought you were going to pass out. When he finally broke away he stared down into your eyes again before peppering your face with kisses. You giggled softly as they tickled your face.

Finally he huskily whispered to you, "How long?"

Without even asking for context, you answered, "For a very long time, Counselor."

He smiled before breathing out a simple, me too.

"Here why don't we go talk about this in a separate room. Not to be that person, but the bathroom isn't really that romantic," You whispered to him.

He nodded and allowed you to lead him out of the restrooms, towards what seemed to be an interrogation room. You guys were so wrapped up in each other you didn't see the squad staring at you two with looks of mixed approval and shock. When you finally reached the room you turned to him and he immediately kissed you again. You chuckled into it, pulling him into you as you sat down on the table in the room. The kissing deepened, his grip on the small of your back tightening. You broke the kiss slowly, pressing another one to his nose.

"Counse-," you began quietly.

"(Y/N), I think we're past the point of formalities, you can just call me Rafael. Now, I have something I need to say before you do," He spoke with a tone of adoration, "I never thought that I would be able to have feelings for anyone after what my ex-girlfriend put me through. You really shook my life up, in the best way possible."

You nodded for him to continue.

"I think you are the one for me, cause it gets so hard to breathe when you're looking at me," he breathed out, a nervous quality in his voice, "I've never felt so alive and free."

"Well, Rafael, I feel the same," you smiled at the man, hoping to ease him into a calm state of mind, "When you're looking at me, I feel so happy."

He smiled at this and swooped you in for another kiss. You guys stayed in this embrace for a while, just basking in each other's presence. You almost didn't hear the soft knock at the door, you two springing apart and standing decently far away from one another. In walked Liv, a huge smile plastered on her face. She looked between the two of you knowingly, her smile widening as she took in the sight.

"You two do know that the whole squad watched you walk back here right? I just had to make sure you weren't 'confessing' on the table. Which you were," She chuckled.

A blush dusted itself over your cheeks, at the realization that indeed the whole squad had known about your crushes on each other. Rafael stumbled over his words for the first time, and Liv held a hand up to stop him, another chuckle leaving her lips.

"Don't even start Counselor, we knew long before this public display. You two really are extremely oblivious, did you know that?"

"Well, if I had known Olivia, I would've made my move a long time ago," the lawyer spoke.

She smiled cheekily before speaking again, "I won't keep you two. Just, don't have sex on the table please," with that she left the room.

You two shared a look, before sharing one more kiss and leaving the room behind her. You met the expectant faces of the squad, who all quickly turned to do something as the two of you walked in.

"Finally," Fin whispered to himself, neither of you catching him.

Just like neither of you saw Sonny slip the older detective an envelope full of money.

"And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime

And I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine."

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Save You - Sonny Carisi

Pairing: Dominick 'Sonny' Carisi x Reader

Rating: 17+

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: MENTIONS OF SUICIDE AND DEPRESSION, other than that its just fluff

A/N: wow i am NOT sure how i feel about this and all the feels it gave me

based off the song Save You by Simple Plan

"Take a breath, pull myself together

Just another step until I reach the door"

Walking up to your door, you noticed an eerie quiet coming from your apartment. It wasn't like Sonny to be damn near silent upon your arrival. You had grown accustomed to the sound of some sort of '60s-'70s pop coming wafting under the door to your home; the smell of something cooking causing your stomach to always grumble. However, this time, there was nothing to greet you as you approached. Your heart clenched, knowing that inside somewhere was a very upset man who was trying his best to keep it together.

As you crossed the threshold, opening the door, you noticed there wasn't even a light on in the entire place. The silence and dark caused you to wonder if Sonny had to work late and had forgotten to text you. You would've been fooled had something not moved on the couch, drawing your attention directly to it. Under a mass of blankets layed a tall and lanky man, who's body was shuddering with silent cries. He must not have heard you enter, knowing the man liked his privacy when he cried.

Your voice was soft as it broke the silence, "Dominick, honey…"

Sonny shot up instantly, his work suit wrinkled and stained with tears. You couldn't miss the look in his bloodshot eyes; they were full of deep despair. Your heart broke into a million pieces, the man looked completely and thoroughly shattered. Sonny's salt and pepper hair was disheveled, the gel no longer keeping it in place. Tears rolled down his face, despite his attempts to wipe them away.

"Doll, I, uh, didn't know you'd be home so early."

"Sonny, love, it's 7 pm. How long have you been home." your voice chock full of concern.

"Uh, since 3 o'clock. Lieu let us go early, the case went to shit," his voice quivered as he finished.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Doll, you know I can't involve ya in this stuff. You're too sweet and I don't wanna cloud your sunshine like that."

"You don't know how it tears me up inside to see you…," you spoke before Sonny cut you off.

"Fail?"

"Sonny, no, you know that's not true. Your job isn't as clear cut as you think it is. Especially in SVU, the whole unit covers gray area crimes. Not many cases for you guys are open and shut, dear."

You walked over to your boyfriend, enclosing him in a hug and holding him close to you. You coached your breathing to match his, before slowing it. This calmed the man down immensely, and you broke away from him and looked into his eyes.

"I wish that I could tell you something to take it all away," you spoke sincerely, the inevitable sound of concern coating the statement.

"I can't ask ya to do that, (Y/N). There's a lot of hurt and pain in these cases. Each one is more difficult than the last. These women, they didn't deserve what happened to 'em and it shakes me when we can't win their case."

"What has you so shaken up about this one in particular," you questioned.

He took a deep breath, the glossy look in his eyes returning, "The vic… she looked like ya."

You felt your chest tighten at his statement, the thought of how it must be affecting him filling you to the brim with a deep sense of concern. You watched his shoulders heave as he went into another round of quiet sobs. You stroked his back and reminded him to breathe, just wanting to take away the man's pain.

"Oh honey, that's not all, is it? Something else is bothering you."

"Well, today, she decided she couldn't go through the stress of a trial and called to say she wanted to drop the charges. Liv knew something was up and took me with her to go talk to her and when we got there the super let us in, because her apartment was flooding. She… She…," his voice broke off, but you knew what he was trying to say.

The woman had killed herself, and though you didn't know how, you couldn't imagine what it was like finding the body of a woman who looks like your significant other. You pulled him to you again, whispering soft words into his ear. Sonny sighed as you pressed a soft kiss behind his ear, hoping to ground him back to the reality that you were right here, alive and well.

"I can't make you feel better," you began, "but I can try and take your mind off of it."

As soon as you felt his nod, you pulled the 6-foot-tall giant to his feet, pulling him to your room. You knew he wasn't in the mood for anything spicy, so you were going to give the man a spa night. You directed his body to the adjoining bathroom, before beginning to help him shed his layers. Knowing Sonny didn't care about the state of his suit now that he had cried in it, you didn't make the effort to fold the ensemble.

You turned towards the tub, reaching to turn on the bath, making sure it wasn't too hot. When the tub was about ¾ of the way full, you ushered Sonny in, letting him relax and get comfortable while you walked over to the cabinet beneath the sink. He sat wordlessly, head hung low as you collected your items. When you finally walked back over to him, he had mustered up enough energy to look up at you.

"Love, I'm going to do some self-care on you okay? Is it okay if I touch your face?"

He nodded once more, and you began your work. You first pulled out the wash cloth that you had warmed, the fabric feeling soft against your skin. You moved forward, your hand reaching to wipe Sonny's face with the cloth, wetting it down for the next step. Silence hung in the air as you worked, moving on to washing the man's face with a watermelon based cleanser. The smell made his nose tickle, as he asked you what it was you were using.

The next step was to use an aloe sheet mask you had been saving for a particularly rough day. While you had been excited to use it yourself, you knew now was as good a time as any. Sonny sighed in relaxation as you used the roller to flatten the soaked mask against his skin. You giggled softly to yourself, love causing your heart to swell with admiration.

You had decided to climb in the tub with him, quickly shedding your clothes. His content noises he voiced let you know that you were doing right as you began to rub the man's shoulders. You could feel the tense muscles underneath, working to get the knots out with your fingertips. Feeling the need, you pressed soft kisses to the nape of his neck, causing Sonny to shiver.

His voice was hoarse as he broke the silence, "I don't deserve ya. You're an angel."

"If you lose faith in you, I'll give you strength to pull through."

"You really are sunshine aren't ya?"

You giggled before getting mildly serious again, "You know I'll be there for you."

You both returned to a comfortable silence after that, quickly finishing up the bath as the exhaustion of the day seeped into your bones. Sonny handed you a towel as you got out, and you used to dry off before walking to the bedroom again. You returned clothed in shorts and one of Sonny's t-shirts, and handed the man a pair of shorts and boxers. He pulled on the clothes before grabbing your hand and leading you to the bed.

You crawled into the bed, pulling the covers back and diving under them. Sonny crawled on the other side, pulling you into his chest. You leaned up and kissed his cheek, as he quickly fell into slumber, The man's breath had finally steadied and his heartbeat you could hear was slowly starting to calm. You sighed deeply, thinking of the worst outcomes of this situation. You couldn't bear to lose Dominick. He was the one thing that kept you sane most days, the stress of your job also heavy on your shoulders. You vowed tomorrow to wake Sonny up with breakfast in bed.

You leaned to kiss his chest before whispering, "Sometimes I wish I could save you," before falling into a deep sleep yourself.

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Don Cragen: *talks to Elliot*

Me, yelling: THAT'S HIS DAD

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i just think rafael barba is pretty damn neat, i’ll be honest

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