Escape Plan
Pairing : Rafael Barba x Reader (Law and Order SVU).
Prompt : 8. “For once, I’m not completely terrified of letting you take the lead on this. Either I’m getting used to your shenanigans or I’ve completely given up trying to stop you.”
Author’s Note : It’s a little thing for Meg (@thranduilsperkybutt), to celebrate her 8.000 followers, she is so talented, and totally deserves it !
Warnings: Weird use of words, I guess ? Fluff.
The one who dares to get you back at work a weekend deserves amply to have his testicles cook in the frying pan with some raspberry jam. Here we are, it is said! The only day when you could stay in bed, without getting dressed nor getting up, to cuddle with your cat and to watch all the late Netflix series you missed, one gets you back by strength for one space of redneck which decides to make the dick spin in a park in front of two girls. Brilliant, here is something to feed our love of the Humanity.
Dressed quickly, you dragged your body with force up to the office, your pajamas still hidden under your clothes, ready to turn back or to punish the shameless person which disturbs the rest of honest people. After having furiously abandoned your car in the parking lot - what shame to have to take her out, the poor darling, don’t you feel sorry ? - before swallowing you in the elevator, asking all of the gods of this existence and the next one to have enough time to make a hot chocolate at the office there. As the doors of the elevator were about to close, a hand rushes between them and a figure joins you inside. And what a figure!
An Adonis dressed in gold, with mint eyes full of sarcasm, a solid and purple covered torso, similar to the Roman emperors, and long legs hidden under a white toga, ready to fly away towards other heavens. All right, he wore an improbable outfit with a canary yellow oilskin, a pink raspberry polo and an ecru pants, and looked as impressed and annoyed as you.
On the other side of the small space, Rafael Barba, magnificent ADA of the prosecutor, the carrier of straps and improbable ties, looked up and measured you in a equal way, casually lengthened against a wall. A small sarcastic smile stretched his lips while he indicated your clothes.
"What a beautiful T-shirt" He says, pointing at your Slytherin T-shirt around your shape.
"Charming oilskin" You also chuckle. “Lost your boots along the way? I do not dare to imagine the risk you take to wet your straps.”
"For your information, I was with friends on a yacht."
"And they did not throw you overboard?"
"As much as they did not let you come inside in spite of this T-shirt?"
"Nice shot", you answer him with a small wink, the humour suddenly refreshed by this small verbal sparring match.
The elevator opens in front of you two and you rush outside, up to your team, gathered in front of the window without complexion, behind which is the victim. Fin quickly greets you, and at this very moment, you knew you had to say goodbye to your hope of a hot chocolate, leaving you without reinforcement in the face of the monotonousness - or the stupidity, it is your choice - of this pervert. Dixit the team, he denies everything, alleging that it was a misunderstanding, of course. This charming young man from a good family undoubtedly managed to ruin your weekend. In every new excuse which comes from all sides - excuses at the usual level of "sorry, madam, my homework ate my dog", "it is not me, it is the wind", "look, through the window, a biiiiiiird !" - You pull a face, scrawling behind an index card of your file to relax. Barba keeps looking at you out of the corner of his eye, watching you ruminating plans, either to run away through the window, or to suicide this stupid guy. Your last drawing represents the inside of the office, and the outside, with a small chap seeming to jump through the window with the help of a pair of suspenders to land in a bunch of hay, before running away in a Mario's kart in a sleeping setting, free of everything. Others seemed to include a Death Star, the eagles of LOTR, a Tardis and something quite different who would allow you to return at your home with a grandiloquent flash of lightning and flame. This and a method of torture with One Direction to make him admit the truth.
When Amanda and Sonny return with the testimonies of witnesses, Olivia makes a sign to tell you and Fin to go to cook the suspect. While you abandon your options behind, you seize the derisive look of Barba on this last "solution", and you congeal in your movement, waiting for you in a reprimand.
“For once, I'm not completely terrified of letting you take the lead on this. Either I'm getting used to your shenanigans or I've completely given up trying to stop you.” He said, completely amused by your attitude. He gives you a wink, totally amused by the situation.
When you return later, after the interrogation, you find your paper of solutions with a phone number on the corner, as well as the drawing of a kind of immense office and one note with a very characteristic writing : " Save me ".
