Tags: Rafael Barba/Dominick "Sonny" Carisi Jr., Rafael Barba, Dominick "Sonny" Carisi Jr., Olivia Benson, Amanda Rollins, Fluff, Drunken Confessions
Summary: Sonny Carisi, on the other hand, was Drunk. Capital D, Drunk. He was sat in the booth, leaning over the table towards Rollins on the other side, who was also, very clearly, drunk, but not with a capital D. Not yet, anyway.
The thing about drunk Sonny was that he was chatty, and his favorite topic was currently standing by the bar chatting to his Lieutenant.
Comments: This fic is so adorable.
“D’you think he knows how great he is? Y’know, how great I think he is? Like really knows, knows?” Sonny’s head was nearly all the way down on the table now, and his tone was getting wistful.
“’Course he knows, dumbass,” Rollins slurred, although her voice got muffled halfway through as she started leaning her head on her hand.
Sonny sighed heavily as he folded his arms on the table, and put his head down on them, “I just want him to know.”
Utterly sweet. It will warm your heart. The ending is truly beautiful!