This is for @ohbelieveyoume, you’re such a good mom! I thought you could take care of Rafi too! I hope you and your little one feel better soon!
It had been a busy morning at work, but you were finally done. Thanking your lucky stars that it was a half day, you walked out of the office. Taking your phone out of your bag, you looked down at the notifications; 5 missed calls from Carmen! You panicked and almost dropped your phone.
Why was Carmen calling you repeatedly?
With shaking hands, you hit the “call back” button and waited anxiously for an answer.
“ADA Barba’s office, Carmen speaking, how may I help you?”
“Oh thank God, you need to come down here right now!” Carmen sounded relieved to hear your voice, not worried, not that this abated your fears.
“Why? What…Is Rafael okay?”
“Right now, it’s not him I’m worried about!”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“Have you seen him today?”
“It would be great if you could come and take him home.”
“Carmen, do you think you could be a little bit more specific about what is going on?”
“Your boyfriend is sick and is terrorizing everyone in the office. Specific enough for you? He is yelling at the interns, he made one of them cry! The paralegals are nowhere to be seen. And if I catch whatever he has, I’m holding you personally responsible. Now could you please come and deal with this?” Carmen said all of this in a fierce whisper.
Imagine Barba walks in to you wearing a T-shirt of his.
So @barbabangme has really inspired me to take a stab at hc’s and imagines so this is my first attempt!
(Flashback 6 months ago)
It was your first day as a detective at the Manhattan Special Victims Unit and you hadn’t even been there twenty minutes before being assigned your first case. You were heading out with Carisi to respond to the crime scene and you looked down to check your phone to make sure you had Benson’s cell. Within a split second, you had managed to run into someone and send their papers and briefcase flying.
“Oh my god I’m so sorry. Let me help you with that.” You said, kneeling down to collect everything that had fallen.
“It was my fault, I wasn’t paying attention.” The man grumbled softly.
The two of you looked up at one another, and you were captivated by the mesmerizing hazel eyes staring back at you.
The man across from you regained his composure quickly, almost expertly.
“Are you new here? I’ve never seen you here before.” The man across from you asked.
“Yes, today’s actually my first day. I’m Y/N.” You said, regaining composure. The man kneeled directly in front of you was incredibly handsome.
“Ah nice to meet you Y/N. I’m ADA Rafael Barba. I prosecute most, if not all, sex crimes that come through SVU.”
“Well it’s a pleasure to meet you Rafael. I’m sorry the first time had to be me running into you, literally” you answered jokingly.
“No problem, seriously. Looks like we’ll be seeing each other around then?” Barba asked inquisitively.
You helped him pick up the rest of your papers and stood up to hand them to Barba.
“Yeah, I guess we will. I should probably get going. Sonny and I are supposed to be heading to a crime scene and he’s probably wondering where I’ve run off to. I’ll see you later, I guess?” You said, turning to leave.
“Yeah, I’m sure I’ll still be here when you get back. I’m reviewing testimonies with benson today, so I’m sure we’ll run into each other later.” Barba said to you.
You waved back and said goodbye and then ran to catch Sonny. Little did you know that the man you had just run into was checking you out from behind, taking you in from top to bottom.
He was mesmerized with you as you were with him.
(Fast forward to present)
You’re sitting at your desk, filling out paperwork to close a case, when all of a sudden Barba walks in. You two had grown to like and respect one another over the past six months of working together. Sure, you got on each other’s nerves, but you were friendly to one another. There was a running bet at work to how long it would take you two to succumb to each other, as you both were in love with the other, but neither of you knew it.
You heard footsteps walking towards you and looked up.
“I didn’t even hear you sneak in, Barba” you said, looking up at him. He had this grey suit on with suspenders that made his eyes pop. He fit it like a glove.
“Maybe you need to improve upon your detective skills then, Y/N”, Barba said, jokingly.
You let out a fake laugh.
“Ha funny, you could almost be a comedian. What brings you to the 16th precinct at this time, counselor?” You asked.
“I’m actually looking for benson. We’re supposed to prep before tomorrow. Do you know where she is?”
“She responded to a case and is meeting the Vic at the hospital. I’m not sure how long you’ll be. I stayed behind to finish some necessary paperwork. You’re more than welcome to stay and wait though. I could always use your good company.” You said, almost flirtatiously.
Barba’s member started twitching. The things she did to him. He had no idea how she felt towards him and did not want to jeopardize their great work chemistry.
“You want to know what? Sure. I’m not going to have this trip down here wasted.”
Barba pulled up a chair next to you and you two just shot the breeze as you filled out paperwork. You two talked about everything– work, college, family, friends, hobbies. You both discovered you liked to exercise.
“You kind of pegged me as someone who liked to exercise” Barba said.
“Yeah. I run mostly nowadays. 5ks and marathons mainly. I need to try something new though. What about you?”
Barba quickly checked out your physique. He could tell that you were a runner. You were in shape and your frame was thin but toned.
“I enjoy running too, but lately I’ve come back to boxing. I’ve been doing it since I was a kid”.
You raised your eyebrow slightly.
That’s hot, you thought to yourself.
“You box? That’s so cool! I’ve always wanted to learn how to.”
Barba looked at his watch.
“Well, I don’t think Benson’s going to be coming back anytime soon. She’s pretty solid at testifying. If you want, there’s a gym right around the corner from my apartment. I can show you a few moves?”
“That sounds amazing actually. I was going to head to the gym after this anyways, but wasn’t in the mood for running. I think I have spare change of clothes in my car. Let me just pack up, and we can head out.” You said, starting to pack everything and close everything out.
You followed Rafael to his apartment, duffle bag in tow, and took the elevator up to the 11th floor. You got out and followed him to his apartment. Rafael unlocked the door and let you in.
“Make yourself at home. The bathroom is the second door on the left. Do you want some water or anything?” Rafael asked.
“A bottle of water would be perfect.” You said, as you dug through your duffle bag, searching for your workout clothes.
You kept looking, but you realize that you haphazardly forgot to pack a shirt to workout in.
“Shit. Hey Barba, I forgot to pack a shirt, do you think I could borrow one?” You asked as you dug through your duffle bag to no avail.
“Of course, cariño. Go into my room on the right and go into the dresser, second drawer, and pull a t-shirt.” He said.
“You’re amazing, thank you.”
You ran into his room and took everything in before you. You had always wondered what Rafael Barba’s apartment always looked like and it was everything you expected. It was meticulously decorated and neat. Elegant but not overboard. Plus it had a terrific view of the city. You quickly went into his t-shirt drawer and ultimately decided on a Harvard Law shirt. You took it and yelled to Rafael that he could go get dressed as you headed to the bathroom.
You threw his shirt on along with your black Nike compression shorts and your running shoes. You tied your hair up in a high ponytail so it wouldn’t be in your way when you and Raf were at the gym. You walked out and headed to the kitchen to grab your phone. When you got to his kitchen counter, it wasn’t there, and you realized that you had brought it into rafael’s bedroom when you went to go grab a shirt.
Shit, you thought to yourself.
You walked over to his room and noticed that the door was opened, so you walked in to grab your phone.
“Hey Barba, I think I left my phone in your room, by accident–” you said as you walked into your room and that’s when you saw it.
A completely shirtless Rafael Barba. His tanned and toned physique staring right at you.
“Oh my god, Rafael, I’m so sorry the door was open.” as much as you should’ve, you couldn’t stop staring. And he stared right back at you, taking in your body in those tight compression shorts.
“I was wondering where that t-shirt went. It looks good on you.” Rafael said, just staring at you, practically gawking.
He took three steps towards you, only to close the space even further.
You tried to be as cocky as he was.
“Yeah I thought so too. Why, was this the shirt you wee looking for?” You said, practically in a whisper.
“Yeah but it looks better on you than me.” He said, his lips getting closer to yours.
You subconsciously filled in the remaining space and cautiously kissed him.
It felt like fireworks. Six long months of pent up resistance and frustration finally coming to surface. He intensified the kiss and your body responded. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your body close to his.
Rafael lifted you up and wrapped your body around his, laying you on the bed directly behind him. He peeled the shirt off of you as you unbuttoned his pants.
He worshipped your body, leaving a trail of kisses down your body. He took an agonizing amount of time just taking in your body and worshipping it.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you.” He said, huskily.
You moaned softly.
“Me too, Raf.” You panted.
His member grew larger and yours wetter. He gently pulled your shorts off of you, and slowly slid a finger into you.
You moaned loudly.
“Fuck Rafael, I want you so bad.”
He inserted another finger and started slowly moving back and forth until you were on the edge of an orgasm, when all of a sudden, he pulled out.
You took those fingers and licked them clean, causing Rafael to grunt.
“God you’re so hot.” Rafael said, leaning into kiss you.
The kiss was hot and passionate.
“Do I need a condom?” He asked, motioning to his nightstand.
“No, I’m on the pill.”
“Are you sure?” Rafael asked, making sure this is what you wanted.
You leaned into kiss him gently.
“Absolutely sure.” You said smiling.
He slowly inserted himself into you, letting you adjust to the length and width of his member.
You both moaned loudly.
“God you’re so right, cariño” he said to you.
Once you had adjusted, he started to pick up the pace.
“Just like that, Rafael.” You said, on the brink of another orgasm.
He kept going until they both had climaxed.
He collapsed next to you on the bed. He cuddled up next you and you snuggled in next to him.
It was rather amusing watching Rafael actively trying to ignore his vibrating phone which sat upside down on the table in the restaurant. It was the first time you had been back there since your first date. The vein on his forehead was pulsing prominently and he seemed incredibly stressed out.
“Just answer it!” you said.
“No. Is it too much to ask for some time alone with you?”
“You’re an important man, it’s only natural that people are going to demand your time and attention.” You tried to keep from smiling while saying this but your attempts were unsuccessful, particularly after he started rolling his eyes at you.
Before you could reply, your phone started ringing angrily. How can a phone be angry you ask? Honestly, you had no idea, but if ever a phone has sounded angry and urgent, yours did at that very moment. You and Rafael looked at each other, resigned to the fact that your evening was ruined.
“Hey Liv!” you answered, as cheerily as your could manage.
“Where is Barba?” She sounded stressed, you decided against scolding her for interrupting your evening.
This is so totally random. Sorry if you don’t get it …
But I wrote a fic to the lyrics of Let’s Go to Bed by The Cure. Yes, you heard me right. Kinda like vidding … but with a pen.
The footage I would actually use to make a Rollisi vid to this song doesn’t exist. Yet. (hehe - look at my friggin wishful thinking over here - me crazy - I know I’ll never get it - and that’s okay).
This vid is dedicated to @iheartcarisi who loves Peter Scanavino, punk rock (The Cure is post-punk - hopefully close enough - and totally awesome), and well … let’s just say the ending of this fic was ALL her influence.
It was soooo lovely to get all these messages from people, saying they can’t wait to see it colored. ❤️❤️❤️ Well, here ya go:
Raúl Esparza drawing Nr. 130: With the SVU crew at the opening night of Groundhog Day.
I love his glasses and I hope I got them right. I also can’t wait to see the musical myself in May.
Wishing you all a happy day! 💞😘
Imagine being Rafael Barba’s girlfriend but he starts being more secretive.
Requested by Anon
“Rafi do you want to go to that restaurant that you were telling me about last week?” You called out to your boyfriend who was currently in his second office doing paperwork.
“Not tonight Y/n. I might have to go into the office” Rafael walked into the bedroom where you layed on the bed staring at him concerned.
“Is everything okay hermoso?” You walked over to where Rafael stood.
He only used your first name during fights or when he was upset with you. And at the moment you didn’t know why he was upset.
“Yes of coarse mi amor” Rafael caught his slip up and gave you a fake smile but you have been dating him long enough to recognize that smile. He was lying to you.
You smiled back at him and he realized you were upset but didn’t say a word.
Now that you were really looking at him, he wasn’t wearing his work clothes. He was wearing a dress shirt and a pair of jeans. No tie, No suit jacket. Nothing that even remotely said “ ADA”
Once Rafi had left you simply pushed away all the horrible thoughts you were having.
1 month later
He was barely ever home. He was either working, sleeping or out without you.
It started with him leaving late at night to go to the office then it was him leaving in the middle of dates (whenever you could convince him to go out with you) and now he just didn’t come home from the office until way past 2 AM.
You knew what was happening but refused to believe it. You knew who he was seeing by the smell of her perfume.
You had been friends with her way longer then you had known Rafi and couldn’t believe she would do this to you.
It was around 1 AM and you were sitting in the kitchen on your third bottle of wine. You were silently crying about what was happening to your once wonderful relationship.
Rafi usually didn’t come home this early but tonight he did. He was feeling so guilty about everything. He just wanted to go to sleep with his girlfriend in his arms.
“Mi amor why are you sitting alone in the dark” Rafi laughed quietly while turning on the light but stopped when he was the tears.
“ Bebita what’s wrong” Rafael rushed towards you and took the wine away, wiping your tears.
The look of disgust on your face made Rafael nervous. Did you know? He wondered.
“You smell like her” You slurred and his breath hitched.
Rafael stood motionless. He wasn’t going to lie anymore.
You hit his chest hard and he flinched but didn’t say anything. You kept hitting him until you slipped to the floor. You were a tiny woman compared to him and you knew that you couldn’t hurt him, but you wanted to make him feel the heartbreak you had felt because of him.
“Mi amor” Rafael whispered as he bent down and tried to hug you but you squirmed and crawled out of his arms.
“Have you never had an affair? For christs sake! I’ve known since it started” You laughed sadly.
“Mi amor I only slept with her once. I promise” Rafael looked like he was going to die without you.
“So why keep going to her Rafi?” You laughed some more. But this wasn’t a laugh that he grew to love. This was a broken laugh that he never wanted to hear again.
I am still here and stronger than ever!! 👍 Raúl Esparza drawing Nr. 129: Raúliska at last day of filming. This is a drawing I really wanted to make. He looks so good here. These two are definitely friendship goals.
Hope you like it guys. And again, thank you SO MUCH for your support!! 😘❤️💞💋
Sonny fans - as promised, a little fic based on Sonny’s 34B bra incident and Broadway plays…
He took a breath as he sat at the table, waiting for Mae to
He figured it all out, a hard thing to do when his world
felt as if it were closing in around him. Kids, marriage, a family – those were
all noble enough things, but they weren’t part of his original plan. Sure, he
had been having doubts about his plans to give his life to a higher cause, to
offer help to those who needed it, but he certainly hadn’t made a decision to
give up on his goals.