sergeant munch


Drabble for Fin week of @svucharacterappreciation weeks. Gen, with the tiniest hint of background Barisi if you want to read it that way.

Fin didn’t know when exactly it happened, because it had to have crept up on him, or he would’ve noticed and put a stop to it.

All he knew is, he used to be able to eat his lunch in peace. Now? Not so much.

Now, every time it seemed he got even a minute to himself, he was instead interrupted by Carisi, Rollins or both, who insisted on coming to him with their complaints. He didn’t know what he had done to suddenly seem approachable and like he cared, though he desperately wished he did so that he could take it back.

One day, in just the latest in a long line of interrupted lunches, he had barely even had a chance to sit down in the breakroom when Carisi strolled in and made a beeline for the coffee machine. “God, I’m tired,” Carisi sighed, running a hand over his face as he waited for his coffee. “Did I tell ya I’m babysitting for my sister Bella? I mean, I love my niece, I really do, but she is a handful.”

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