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Well I'm going to be greedy and ask for more then one, but any one will do! I would love to find Nick, Rafi, Sonny or Bryan under my mistletoe 🥰

4 Scenes

A/N: Sorry I’m posting late! It’s still Christmas here, so I’m on time, dammit! Anyways, why limit myself to one of these handsome men, when we can do mini-fics of all four?? Shoutout to @thatesqcrush, who beta’d the Bryan section for me, since I have never written him, nor seen The Good Fight (I only know him from gifsets and fics whoops). Enjoy!

These are 4 separate stories, not reader cheating on 4 guys. The stories are also in order of the ask: Nick, Rafi, Sonny, Bryan, if you wanna skip someone!

Tags: allusions to smut, otherwise just some fluff

Words: 1128

Taglist: @the-baby-bookworm @beccabarba @thatesqcrush @itsjustmyfantasyroom @stardust-fray @permanentlydizzy @infiniteoddball @ben-c-group-therapy @glowingmess @whimsicallymad @reading--mermaid @averyhotchner @mrsrafaelbarba @detective-giggles @dianilaws

Nick Amaro

You were flying over the floor after a perp, Nick hot on your heels, tearing through a mall full of people trying to do last minute shopping before Christmas. “Move!” you shouted at the people, who were either shoved out of the way, or happened to look at the commotion and shuffled quickly backwards as you chased your man. The man ducked into a Hallmark store, and you followed. Once in the store, Nick went left and you went right, cornering the perp in the back aisle. The man, realizing he was trapped, rushed you, trying to push by you. But you were ready for him, slamming your shoulder into his sternum, forcing the air from his lungs. While he was struggling for a breath, you quickly pulled his hands behind his back, cuffing him.

“Great job, babe,” Nick smiled at you, panting slightly. You grinned at him, catching your breath as you read the perp his rights, and leading him out of the store. Fin and Olivia met you at the store entrance, and you turned him over to your superiors, Nick coming to stand proudly next to you.

You glanced up at Nick, noticing a small bit of green behind him, hanging in the arch of the store entrance. You smiled at him, nodding towards it. “Mistletoe.”

Nick turned to look at the plant hanging innocently from the ceiling before locking eyes with you once more, a smirk on his face. He tugged you close, kissing you deeply, his tongue pushing into your mouth. You smiled against his lips, hand going to thread through his hair.

“Get a room you two,” Fin commented, rolling his eyes.

Nick pulled back, also grinning, and you murmured, “oh, we will.”

Nick gave you another quick kiss before saying, “see, this is why I married you.”

Rafael Barba

“Dinner was amazing, Mrs. Barba; thank you,” you said, picking up your plate. You and Rafael cleared the table, not allowing Lucia a chance to clean the dishes—she cooked, you were going to clean.

“Thank you for coming; I’m glad I was finally allowed to meet you,” she replied, giving Rafael a pointed look, making him shift uncomfortably. You stifled a giggle, drying the dishes as Rafael washed them. Once they were done, you both moved back towards her living room. It was getting late, and you were both ready to head home, to bed.

Rafael held your coat open for you, letting you put your arms into the sleeves before he placed it on your shoulders. Then he went to Lucia, hugging her and kissing her cheek, saying, “thank you for dinner, Mamí. I love you. I’ll call you Sunday, okay? After mass.”

“I love you, too, mijo,” Lucia grinned at him. Rafael came back to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, but Lucia stopped you both with a tsking noise, pointing up. “Rafi, you know the rules.”

You both followed her finger, seeing a little bustle of mistletoe hanging above you. Rafael’s ears turned pink as his eyes found yours. It’s not that you hadn’t kissed before, but it felt awkward with his mother watching. Nevertheless, Rafael leaned in, giving you a sweet, chaste kiss. You grinned against his lips, unable to help yourself—kissing Rafael always made you giddy.

Once outside in the cold, the snow falling gently around you, Rafael said, “thank you for tonight—Mamí would not let it go that she hadn’t met you yet.”

“It’s fine, Rafi; I love your mom. And I can see where your cooking skills come from,” you replied, making him chuckle. “Now can we please get out of the cold?”

“Mmm, don’t worry, cariño. I’ll take you home and warm you up,” Rafael promised, his voice low and his arm tightening around your shoulders.

Sonny Carisi

You giggled, uncaring that it was 2am, or that you were waiting for a pot of water to boil for Kraft mac n cheese. All that mattered was your goofball boyfriend, whose hands were clasping yours, as he danced with you in the kitchen. Sonny’s laughs matched yours as you both waltzed around the space, Frank Sinatra playing on your phone. Sonny pulled you close, dipping you, and you let out a peal of laughter.

“Don’t drop me!” you gasped, and he brought you back up.

“Never,” he promised, spinning you. As the song ended, and your giggles died out, you leaned against the doorframe of your kitchen, panting. Sonny came to lean against the other side of the frame, also out of breath. Your eyes connected, that lopsided smile on his face, a matching one on yours. Your lips crashed together, the kiss sloppy as you were both still giggling, hands trailing along each other’s bodies.

You pulled back, breathless, smiling at your boyfriend. “There’s a mistletoe above you,” you murmured.

“I know; I put it there for a reason,” Sonny replied, pulling you back in for another kiss, full of giggles and affection.

Bryan Kneef

Against his wishes, you put up some decorations in Bryan’s office; only a little, 2’ tree in the corner and some tinsel on the wall. You were in the process of hanging a mistletoe in his doorway when you heard his clipped footsteps coming down the hallway. Crap, you had wanted to be well away from his office before he found out about the decorations. Bryan appeared just as you were coming back down from standing on your tiptoes, mistletoe hanging innocently above you. His green eyes narrowed as he took in the decorations.

“What the hell did you do to my office?” he asked, voice dangerous.

You swallowed nervously. “I just thought I’d make it a little more festive in here.”

Bryan glanced at the mistletoe before his eyes locked with yours, his eyebrow raising. “Oh? Hoping for a kiss under the mistletoe, are we?”

You and Bryan had only recently started sleeping together, and you still had yet to figure out his moods, his…games. So, you cautiously answered, “y-yes?”

The wolfish smirk he gave you made the hairs rise on the back of your neck. “Fine, but you have to do something for me,” he growled. Giving you no time to respond, Bryan grabbed the back of your head, lips crashing to yours hard enough to bruise. You gasped and his tongue was in your mouth as he dominated the kiss. Just as quickly as it started, he pulled away, moving into his office, your eyes still closed in bliss, panting slightly.

Bryan moved to his desk, sitting in his chair. “Close and lock the door,” he ordered. “I want you in front of me, on your knees, before I count to three.” You raised your eyebrow at him—surely he wasn’t serious—and that predatory grin returned. “One…two…”

#nick amaro x reader #rafael barba x reader #sonny carisi x reader #bryan kneef x reader #law and order svu #law and order svu fanfic #the good fight #the good fight fanfic #fanfic #my writing #this is too many tags omgggg #I think Sonny's is my fave #itsjustmyfantasyroom

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