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ilovefandoms102 · 3 years ago

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Finally Mine-Part 4*

Pairing: Andy Barber x Plus Size Reader

Summary: Batshit crazy ex’s and a protective new husband...

Note: So sorry this took so long to get out I hit a bit of a writing block but it’s finally here! I hope you guys like it!

Warnings🛑: guns, violence, injuries, hospitals, smut(punishment, choking, orgasm denial, overstim, oral(fem receiving), unprotected vaginal sex, coercion, dubcon/noncon aspects, dom/sub aspects)

Part 3

“I object this marriage!” Laurie shouted, cocking a pistol and pointing it right at you.

Both you and Andy stared in horror, watching like it was in slow motion as she pulled the trigger…

Andy was too late as the bullet penetrated your side, sending you collapsing in his arms. Police barged into the room, taking Laurie down to the ground shoving her arms behind her back.

“Die you stupid bitch! You ruined my family!” she shouted at you, but all you could do was look into Andy’s watery blue eyes.

“Keep pressure on it baby, you’re gonna be ok.” Andy croaked, putting his hand over your bloody one.

“I-I do.” you whispered, Andy sobbing as your eyes closed.

At the hospital, Andy paced the waiting room, his tux and hands covered in your blood. He’d already spoken to the police demanding to press charges against his ex-wife.

“We need you to come to the station, Andy.” one of the detectives said.

“I’m not leaving until I know she’s ok.” Andy growled.

“Laurie wants to see you.” he spoke, Andy froze in his spot.

“The nerve of that woman.” Andy hissed, following the detectives out.

The station smelled of stale coffee as they led him to an interrogation room where Laurie was cuffed to a table. Andy entered the room, angrily sitting in the chair across from her. The woman looked at him like she hadn’t just shot the love of his life on their wedding day.

“Andy, sweetheart, you don’t want to do this to me. We were meant to be! Now that bitch is out of the way and-!” she ranted, but Andy wasn’t having it.

“Don’t you EVER speak about my WIFE like that again Laurie! You and I are done-we have been for a long fucking time. Y/n is the love of my life and I will do anything and everything to protect her.” Andy raged, pounding his fist on the table.

“You once felt that way about me Andy! You're gonna get tired of that bitch too then run to the next one that’ll open her legs for you!” she screeched, Andy’s chair scraping against the cold floor as he stood abruptly.

“You can kiss your son goodbye Laurie, you’ll be looking at a good 10-20 years and I’ll make sure you get what you fucking deserve.” Andy sneered, stomping out of the interrogation room.

Andy was back at the hospital right when the doctor came out.

“She’s resting, the bullet missed any major arteries. Your wife and baby will be just fine, but I’d like to keep them overnight just to make sure there are no complications.” the doctor said, Andy’s heart leaping at ‘baby’.

“Baby?” Andy whispered, the doctor nodding in realization.

“I suppose the two of you hadn’t found out yet, but yes congratulations.” they smiled as they led Andy to your room.

“She should be waking up soon.” the nurse that was checking your vitals informed Andy as he sat down next to your bed, taking your hand in his.

Andy thanked the nurse as they left, staring at the bandage covering your side then his eyes moved to your lower stomach. He put his hand where the baby would sit, rubbing gently.

“An-,” you gurgled, his eyes snapping up to you.

“Hey sweetheart, you’re ok I’m here.” he softly spoke as he got some water for you to sip.

“What happened?” you croaked, the pain in your side dull but it was still present.

“You were shot, but the doctor said you’re ok…you and our baby are ok.” Andy whispered, gently rubbing your cheek as your eyes widened.

“Wha-What?” you stammered, your hand automatically going to your belly.

Andy nodded, tears shining in his eyes as his hand joined yours. You reached weakly for his cheek, rubbing his soft skin along his beard. Andy leaned into your touch, holding your hand with his free one as he turned and kissed your palm.

“I love you so much, Mrs.Barber, and our baby growing inside you.” he whispered, not missing the way your eyes lit up with your new name.

“I want our child to want for nothing Andy, it’s important to me.” you croaked, staring deeply into his eyes.

“Then that’s what will happen my love, I promise.” he assured.

Luckily, you were released a few days later with strict orders to not overwork yourself until your wound was completely healed. Andy watched you like a hawk, hovering over your every move. You loved him, you really did, but with your hormones it was making it difficult for you to not bite his head off. It had been weeks and you needed out of this house.

Jacob had also moved in with you for the time being until Andy found a better place for all of you since you’d need an extra room. The teen surprisingly took a liking to you and even helped around the house which Andy said he’s never done before. He also made you promise to not go back to work while he would be deep into a case for the next few weeks, but what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.

You went in after Andy left to take Jacob to school, your staff greeted you eagerly and all the kids hugged at your legs. It took everything in you to not burst into tears as you remembered why you loved your job. That being said, you were not happy about the mountain of paperwork, emails, and calls you had to go through since you’d been out a few weeks.

“Hey boss? Someone’s on line one for you.” a front desk member called over your intercom.

You picked it up of course, introducing yourself, but your heart dropped at the voice on the other line.

“So, I caught my wife in a lie.” Andy growled, the anger pouring from his tone made the hairs on your neck stand.

“Baby, I-” you attempted to explain yourself.

“Not a fucking word little one, just know your punishment won’t be light this time.” he hissed, immediately ending the call after.

Your heart raced, contemplating on even going home because of your enraged husband. Part of you wanted to call him back and beg for his forgiveness, and the other part didn’t give a fuck what he had in store. Staring at your wedding ring Andy got you while you were still in the hospital, maybe you could talk him out of your punishment.

You parked your car beside Andy’s, looking up at the huge building where his office was. Getting out of the car, you pulled your coat tighter to your body, wearing nothing under. Yes, this was how you were planning to get out of trouble. Andy was always speechless when he even got a glimpse of you naked, so you’d decided to use this to your advantage.

After entering the building, the click of your heels echoed through the hall as you found his name plaque, taking a deep breath before opening the door. He sat at his desk, jotting down something on a case file.

How did you get lucky enough to marry a man so fucking sexy? He literally didn’t have to do anything, he was effortlessly beautiful.

You felt his eyes hit you as he glanced up, doing a double take as he sat up straight. Timidly, you let yourself the rest of the way in, laying your bag on the small table.

“Sweetheart, very brave of you to come to me when I’m fucking livid with you.” he growled, slamming the file shut.

“I’m sorry baby, really I am. Please will you just hear me out? Please?” you begged, walking over to him as you took his cheeks in your hands.

Andy suddenly stood, snatching your throat in his hand. You froze as his eyes were so angry, the heat flowing from him like a dam bursting.

“You disobeyed me, lied to my fucking face, and now, you really think I want to hear your bullshit excuse?” he inquired, tightening his hold on you.

“Andy, please.” you whimpered, the front of your coat slipping so the top half of your breast was exposed.

Andy looked, his eyes flashing which excited and terrified you. He quickly undid your coat, pushing it to reveal your naked body. His free hand eagerly groped your left breast, tweaking and pulling at your sensitive nipples.

“So this was your plan hmm? Try to seduce me like the little slut you are? I’m hurt you think I’d give in that easily.” he smiled mischievously.

“Andy, baby please listen to me!” you insisted, but was silenced by your husband slamming you face down over his desk.

“You did this to yourself my love, I’m only being gentle enough to not hurt our little one.” he hissed as his hand reached under, rubbing along your belly.

For some reason, that set you off. You pushed off the desk, shoving Andy away from you.

“I’m so fucking tired of you treating me like I’m below you Andrew! God I should have never fucking married you!” you screamed.

Wrong thing to say, very, very wrong.

In the next two seconds, Andy had you pinned against the wall, his shoulders heaving from how angry he was. Your eyes looked into his, terrified of what he would do as he squeezed your throat harder.

“Don’t you every fucking say that again! You listen to me, and you listen good baby. You. Are. Stuck. I wanted you, I had you, and now, now I get to keep you for the rest of our lives. Don’t think for a second I’m letting you go, especially with our baby inside you, so best find a way to deal with it now because no matter what…you will not escape me.” he angrily explained as he pushed you further into the wall.

“An-Andy, you-you’re hurting me.” you sobbed, tears cascading down your cheeks.

“Shut the fuck up!” he hissed, his fist hitting the wall right beside your head.

“You’re gonna be so sorry you mouthed off to me sweetheart.” he smirked, dragging you by the hold on your throat to his hard chest as his lips molded against yours.

This only made your need for oxygen worse, your nails clawed at his hand crushing your windpipe. He finally let go of you when he walked you to the couch, throwing your limp body down as he began to undress. You couldn’t help but watch as he undid his tie with ease, and his fingers flew down the buttons of his dress shirt.

Your feet moved in autopilot as they pushed your heels off, tossing the coat you’d worn off to the side as you stared up at your half naked husband. His hand gently caressed your cheek, a huge difference to his touch earlier.

“Lay down baby, spread those pretty legs.” he ordered, almost too quickly you obeyed.

“See…you say I’m not in control of you my love but…it was too easy to get you here.” he taunted, your eyes turned away from him.

“Then maybe you shouldn’t get any.” you growled, snapping your legs shut as you started to sit up.

Andy, now naked, easily overpowered you and slammed you back down into the couch. His big hand glided down your chest to your pussy, feeling your wetness.

“Oh I’m getting it baby, and you can’t stop me.” he assured as he shuffled down, tossing one leg over his shoulder as he went down on you.

His tongue wasn’t gentle, going right to work to taste all of you. The feeling of his beard scraping your sensitive skin had your belly flipping so violently you thought you might cum now. His lips sucked your clit hard, a squeak leaving your lips as you pulled at his hair hard.

Andy groaned as he felt your clit throb against his tongue, letting his fingers dance up to your hole where he slithered two of his fingers in. He smirked as you took in a deep breath, continuing his assault on your clit while his fingers curled at your gspot. You whined when he pulled back, wiping the sides of his mouth.

“Baby,” you pouted, using your heel of the leg over his shoulder to push him back to where he was.

“Bad girls don‘t cum.” he stated, shrugging your leg off his shoulder as he leaned over you.

Anger spiked through you, pushing at his chest trying to remove him.

“But, you’re my bad girl.” he whispered against your lips, sending a shiver down your spine.

“Get off!” you huffed, but Andy only grinned wider as he slid himself inside you.

You gasped so loud Andy had to put his own hand over your mouth, grunting as he rammed himself all the way inside of you. It had been a while since the two of you had sex due to your injury, so having him now felt so foreign yet so familiar. You could already feel your high building back up quickly, Andy feeling it along with you as your walls strangled his cock.

“Jesus baby, your pussy missed me this much hmm?” he grinned against the skin of your jaw as he left a mark there.

“N-No,” you panted, feeling his laugh against you as he only fucked you harder.

“Oh really? Your pussy says differently my love.” he taunted again, loving the way you started fluttering around him.

How your orgasm came so quickly, you didn’t know, but it hit you out of nowhere. Your back arched, giving Andy access to your tits which he took advantage of as he kissed and sucked at the skin. This only prolonged your orgasm as Andy kept going, thrusting with all his might as your legs shook.

“Cum with me baby, know you got one more.” he whispered, smiling when you shook your head no.

“Yes you can, I know you can baby. Don’t you want to please your husband?” he growled, somehow going at an animalistic pace that gave you no choice but to cum again.

Both of you rutted into each other until you physically couldn’t, your shaky breaths mingled with his as he kissed you with such an intensity it overstimulated you even more. You had to pull away, but Andy kept you captive against him.

“Honey,” you moaned, pushing at his broad chest.

“I told you my love…you’re not getting off easy.” he chuckled darkly, and you were terrified of what that meant.

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athanasius-symposium-of-writings · 2 years ago

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Running Up That Hill (A Deal With God)

Chapter Eight

Rated: M

warnings: minor religious talk, minor manipulation, virgin!reader

A/N: slowly entering tht explicit rating after 84 YEARS slow burns are hard

Chapter Seven | Chapter Nine

Back in high school and through some of your college years, your friends would talk about their best experiences in the bedroom. Which partner was kinky or had the biggest cock, or had the best fingers. You would listen but never really join in. Sex was always just sex, nothing important or something that makes or breaks a relationship for you. An friend who calls and texts you often just so happened to bring it up after you told her about Steven. She very openly sexual and honestly her confidence in such a field is a goal.

She brought up if you two have took a temble in the sheets (she fucked). You haven't really thought about it. Well, you tried but picturing Steven calling you a slut like in some fanfiction you read… It sounds better written. You have no idea how or when to even bring it up! It's not as easy as teasing between you two or making out after he does something really cute.

It's like asking him to sign a contract (your friend said it's not that complicated).

Add your mom had you growing up under certain strict Christian values, you really don't want to give away something that used to give you panic. God, high school was rough with all the hormones running wild.

She said it will come naturally, the mood being perfect and next thing you know pop.

What the fuck is supposed to go POP.

You lay in bed holding a pencil case shaped like a sarcophagus Steven gifted you. It's one he had for a long time but put nothing in it so he gave it to you. "They overpriced it at the museum." You squeeze it as that warm cheesy fuzzy feeling as you think of how nervous he was giving it to you. It wasn't much but it is a lot to you. Warm and fuzzy… You close your eyes recalling those lips on yours.

His hands intertwined with yours.

The one time you saw his shirtless while at the sprinklers.

You can horny. You like your horny fanfiction or romantic novels. But being physically horny is different.

Even as you now picture Steven touching you the way male protagonist did in one novel, the CEO rich guy touched his fake wife after giving into his lustful thought (it sounds bad and it was bad), you don't feel the fire! You groan, turning over to face the wall covered with sketches and a poster…

One sketch of the Phantom in White with a suit… Steven in a white suit… You stare hard picturing him looking dapper and… That cologne he wears.

You did not successfully masturbate to thinking about fucking Steven in a white tux like he was Tuxedo Mask.

Oh, it started off hot with him doing stuff and saving you while you only wore a thin nightgown. Then it falls apart with you nippicking at the inaccuracies and then you are unable to touch yourself… You stimulate your clit but anything more feels like work and well now it is morning and you want to meet up with Marc Spector before he leaves back to Chicago.

Early mornings he does his jogs, breakfast and fish feeding, afternoon cleaning or shopping, evening free.

He told you this so you could not wait in front of Steven’s door all day.

Tonight he suggested you eat dinner with him. Oh, he isn't cooking, heh, he can cook bachelor food not good food.

You get ready to do your usual morning and afternoon classes and stop by the diner to see dad before heading to Steven’s apartment… Flat.

"Please! My dad used to interrogate me in a literal police station interrogation room when I did something wrong." Talking as Marc leans on the kitchen counter watching you work your magic on the stove. "Your little stunt was nothing— Not to say you're not intimidating!" You hiss when a drop of flying oil burns your hand a bit, you lower the fire.

"Is that so?" Marc's eyes are always examining you, for what you do not know. You are too busy cooking to think about it again. "Steven told me you like superheroes."

"Yeah! I'm a big fan of Spiderman. Love the "Friendly Neighborhood Hero" vibes. Though the Avengers are cool, just overhyped ya know." You talk on and on about all the heroes and vigilantes you know about. "Marc, your last name is so cool. There's a guy named Spector with an 'o' who is the spirit of Vengeance in this comic— You might like it…" Food is finished and you turn your head to see Marc much closer than he has been this week. "Uhh."

Triplets. All look the same. Mannerisms and scent are different. You still get lost in those dark brown eyes, you have studied eyes and emotions before so you say this with certainty: Steven's eyes hold a spark of happiness, Marc's hold a cold distance yet sad, Jake's (when you looked hard at him) held a focus and propose.

"Do you want my last name, (Name)?" Dangerously close, tone serious as his eyes land on your lips.

"I can hit you with a pan full of hot food, Marc." Frowning. He is cruel. Testing you as if he is trying to see if the way you are is all an act. He thought it was. Then you would ramble, and ramble, they ramble on about Steven and everything he taught you.

Two nerds in love is a cliché you both fit.

"Good point."

You know nothing about the conversation Steven and Jake are having with Marc about you. Safe, nice, you. Nothing about you is a threat yet everything about you could be a threat. The many possibilities where you could get hurt.

Jake brings up you are a cop's kid, he doubts your old man would have you know nothing about self defense.

Steven agrees.

Marc is nervous. Rightfully cautious. He rather entertains a few dates then Steven moves on, instead Steven is completely infatuated! No, there are emotions and love is one they all feel when Steven looks at you. Talk with you. Touches you.

"When are you leaving? I'm sure your brother would like to see you." Small shy talk. Marc is enjoying your food or rather Jake is enjoying it. Marc isn't the type to like heavy seasoning.

"Tomorrow morning."

Your eyes light up, "Could I drop you off? I mean it would be me and dad but I'm sure it wouldn't be a bother!"

Marc knows because he looks like Steven (from your point of view) it probably makes it hard not to reach out and touch his hand. You slipped up once when he walked with you when doing errands. Grabbing his hand without thinking as you pointed at something only to start apologizing as you quickly took your hand away. It was cruel when he wore the same cologne.

Wrong when he "accidentally" leans close or smiles slightly like Steven does.

Steven made Marc punch himself in the face when alone.

"Appreciate it but Jake will be driving me to the airport."

You nod sadly as you play with what's left on your bowl, "Have a safe trip."

A full week with Marc Spector. Has the big brother vibes down to outfits. Who wears jeans, white or grey t-shirt, an open linen long sleeve button up shirt only!? He carries him like a man with a burden on his back, an Altus. A man who has seen things, dad did mention him in his talk with Jake. And when he punched that guy who tried to mug you while he and yourself were heading home. In broad daylight… It was just sad. Well, more like slapped the guy hard enough it sounded like a punch. Marc the protector.

"It was nice meeting you, Marc." You meant it despite the times he pushed a boundary or two. Stand your ground and it seems like you passed a test.

"... It was nice meeting you too, (Name)."

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itsjustmyfantasyroom · 4 years ago

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Caught out

I wrote this cheeky little one AGES ago for @detective-giggles

Warnings: fluff, usual SVU, drity talk and not my gif.

Enjoy x

Rafael-8.45am: My bed sheets smell like you Detective.

Y/N- 8.50am: Are you complaining about that Consoler? Didn’t seem to worry you last night.

Rafael- 8.55am: Don’t be a tease Y/N. Just walking into court. Have a good day. I’ am looking forward to tonight.

Y/N- 8.57am: Have a good day Rafi, Can’t wait for tonight x

“Who are you talking to, to be smiling like that?” Amanda said to you as you walked into the bull pen.

“No one” you smiled over at her.

“Yeah right” Nick shot at you “Who’s the lucky guy?” he said with a smirk.

“I don’t need to tell you guys everything and remember I need to leave on time today” you looked between Nick and Amanda.

You just done the finishing touches of your make up when the buzzer went off. You walked to your hall way and pressed the camera button to see Rafael and buzzed him in.

You and Rafael had been seeing each other for about two months. Only Nick knew because he walked in on you and Rafael kissing in his office. You guys had gone to pick up a warrant. Nick said he would wait in the car. After a while you still weren’t back, so he took it upon himself to find out what was taking so long, walking in with you sitting on Rafael’s desk, him between your legs kissing deeply, hands all over each other. He promised to keep it to himself, after all, you had covered for him more than he could count while he ran around with Amanda behind everyone’s back.

You swung your apartment door open to Rafael in a black tux and black bow tie, hair in place perfectly and smelling divine. Just looking amazingly handsome. You felt your panties dampen just at the sight of him. He very much had the same reaction when he set eyes on you. Trying to ignore the slight twitch behind his zipper when he saw you in your maroon lace off the shoulders short skater dress that sat just above mid-thigh.

A theatre show had come to town and to your surprise it was something Rafael wanted to see as well. So you guys decided to buy tickets. Rafael was lucky enough to get some good seats on opening night.

You and Rafael were standing in the lobby of the theatre waiting for the doors to open. Rafael had his arm around your waist and you were looking at your program you had both gotten. He was whispering in your ear what he wanted to do to you when you got back to your apartment,

“I can’t wait to make you come with my tongue, make you scream my name. Then I’ am going to rip this dress off and fuck you so hard you can’t walk tomorrow.”

You didn’t get a chance to answer back before his phone started to ring. You both looked at his phone screen when he pulled it out of his pocket, it was Sonny,

“I better take this” he kissed you on the cheek and stepped away slightly. You loved how Rafael could switch from dirty Rafi to ADA Barba just like that. Just as he stepped away, your phone started to ring, it was Nick

“Hey Nicky what’s up?”

“Y/N, You need to come in, a case came in. Sorry you’re going to miss your show. Make sure you and Barba come separate” and he hung up.

You were putting your phone back in your clutch when Rafael walked back over to you.

“Did you get a call to Y/N?”

“Yeah I did. I’ll get a taxi first, you wait 5 minutes and get one” he nodded at you and grabbed your hand to led you outside.

“I’ am sorry, I know you were looking forward to the show” he squeezed your hand “I’ll will get us more tickets, it should be showing for a while” and he hailed down a cab. “I’ll meet you back at yours when we’re done?” you nodded with small smile on your face and stepped closer to him, Rafael wrapping his arms around your waist, yours around his neck.

“We can’t have all the plans cancelled in one night. I’ am sure you want to see what’s under this dress when you rip it off” You winked at him kissing him lightly on the lips before you got into the cab.

You walked into the bull pen to Nick, who got up off his chair walking over to you as soon as he saw you,

“Where’s Barba?” he asked just over a whisper as you walked to your desk placing down your clutch and the show program next to it.

“He should be here soon. I told him to wait 5 minutes and get a cab” Nick nodded at you.

“Go and make a coffee, it’s going to be a long night” he frowned at you.

You walked over to the coffee station and made a coffee. As you spun back around to walk back to your desk and you seen Sonny looking at your program,

“Sorry we made you miss the show Y/N.” he said with a slight smile.

“That’s ok Sonny, I’ll get there another night to see it” You smiled at him.

Nick and Sonny had gone into the integration room while you looked up the perp to see if he had any previous history. When you came across his file you gasped and picked up your phone calling Rafael straight away,

“Hermosa, I’ am 5 minutes away traffic is a nightmare, what’s wrong?”

“The perp is Jerome Jones, Sonny and Nick are questioning him now”

“Get them out of there now, I’ll call Liv. I’ll be there soon” and he hung up.

You jumped up off your chair and rushed into Fin with the printed copy of Jones’s file. You walked to Fin and handed it to him, then knocked on the door of the interrogation room and walked in to Sonny and Nick both turning to look at you frowning,

“Sorry to interrupt Detectives, but may I see you both outside for a minute” You said looking between them both

“Not right now” Sonny shot back at you.

“That wasn’t a request” You snapped, frowning back at them both as they walked towards the door.

“What the hell Y/N?” Nick all but yelled at you as he closed the door, putting his hands on his hips.

“Don’t take that tone with me Nick. Barba told me to get you guys out of there” you glared at him.

“Why?” Sonny had a confused look on his face.

Fin was filling them in with all the details when Rafael came walking around the corner and joined you guys, telling you all that he had spoken to Liv and that Jones was to be sent home. As Rafael was talking, you noticed Sonny looking at the program in Rafael’s hand and then looked over at you and it was like a light bulb switched on. Sonny cut Rafael off mid-sentence,

“Y/N were you at the show with Barba?” You went bright red and Rafael frowned at him.

“Carisi, doesn’t Fordham teach that it’s rude to interrupt?” Rafael shot back at him.

“Don’t change the subject Counselor” Sonny smirked at him.

“It’s none of your business” You snapped at him.

“Come on Y/N, if you didn’t want anyone to find out, you should have told Barba to hide the program”

“Enough Carisi” Nick said firmly.

“Of course you knew. Was I the only one that didn’t?” Sonny looked between everyone.

You rolled your eyes and walked into the interrogation room.

“Mr Jones, you’re free to go. I’ am so sorry about the confusion” You smiled as the man stood up giving you a small smile and walked out to leave.

As you made your way back out to the bull pen you noticed Rafael was gone, Sonny, Nick and Fin sitting at their desks.

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Sonny questioned you.

“She doesn’t need to tell you everything Carisi. I’ am just glad it’s not one of you two. That’s too much paper work” Fin winked at you.

“I only found out by accident” Nick lent back in his chair.

“That’s enough. Yes I’am with Rafael and no I didn’t tell you guys because of this. Nick only found out because he walked into Rafael’s office seeing us kissing. Yes I was with him tonight at a show that I really wanted to see, but because you two didn’t do a quick background check before calling us we had to leave and now I’ am here explaining myself to the biggest pains in asses in my life. You’re lucky I love you guys. Now if you don’t mind I’ am going home to my boyfriend to continue the plans we had for the rest of the night”

As you spun on your heels to walk out, you faced Liv, Amanda and Rafael. Liv and Amanda were smiling at you and Rafael didn’t know where to look and went bright red again.

“See I told you something was going on” Amanda looked at Liv smiling wider.

“You didn’t need to tell me Rollins, I knew” Liv smirked back at Amanda.

“What? How?” Rafael looked at Liv.

“I was putting paper work on Y/N desk when she was in the break room last week, and you messaged her with dinner plans” Liv winked at you.

“Lucky it was dinner plans and not a dick pic or something” Sonny made everyone laugh, including Rafael, you tried your hardest to keep a straight face.

“Ok great, now you all know” you rolled your eyes with a slight smile walking over to Rafael grabbing his hand “Do you mind if I take my boyfriend home now?”

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