Prompt you, you say? Can you write a little something about the NYPD gala please? 😫 -❄️🌹

musicalmedic:

carisi-dreams:

++‘You should expand on that HC about the NYPD gala !!‘

I couldn’t decide if I wanted this to be full blown fic or headcanon, but have some fic! here’s the bottom of the dress as reference 🙂 cc @paradise-svu

also this takes place right after | inspired by this [click w/ caution because he looks hot af. may melt your screen]

“I’m almost there. Yeah, I can see the building now…I’m not sure. It’s a big black SUV. Getting ready to pull up to the curb…I’m sorry I’m late, babe. Something came up at work just as I was—no I know, but still. I’m—pulling up now. See you in a second,” you signed off before hanging up the phone and thanking your Uber driver. Sonny had been wanting you to meet the squad for over a month now after finally settling in to the swing of things, but this was the first good opportunity you had that fit into your schedule. Just popping into the precinct to meet them seemed a bit weird and Sonny himself wasn’t super comfortable at their after work drinks, even though he tried to pretend for your sake. The NYPD gala, a fancy name for basically a work event that required everyone to dress up and eat some chicken dish, was finally upon you and it was the perfect time to finally meet everyone.

Opening the door you called Sonny’s name. He’d been trying to peer through the tinted windows of the car that had pulled up in front of you and you muffled a laugh as you carefully stuck your foot out to exit. You loved the dress you were wearing, but it didn’t exactly making getting into and out of a SUV exceptionally easy. He turned when he heard his name and jogged over to you already offering a hand out to you before he even got a good look at you. You could tell when he finally did take everything in, the dress, the hair, the shoes, because he did a quick inhale of breath even as his hand was steady and firmly grasping you to help you onto the curb. Shutting the door behind you he finally turned to get a full look. You blushed slightly under his gaze, suddenly bashful at the awed look on his face.

“Wow,” he breathed as he grabbed your hand. “You look…”

“Nervous?” you offered with a small smile as you smoothed a hand down the side of your dress.

“Incredible,” he finished. “Breathtaking. Beautiful.” You scrunched up your face at the praise and he stepped closer to lean down and kiss you. “I mean it. You look amazing,” he praised again and you smiled against his lips.

“Thanks. You’re one to talk, though. I knew you cleaned up well…but damn, Sonny,” you told him sincerely and it was his turn to blush and duck his head. “Ready to go in?” you prompted after another moment of him just looking at you.

“Hmm? Honestly, I don’t know. Part of me wants to hail a cab and drag you back to your apartment. The other half wants to take you inside and show you off,” he answered even as he started to lead you towards the door.

“Oh yeah? What side is winning?” you teased as he held the door open for you.

“The ‘show you off’ part, for now. But you may need to fake an emergency depending on how long this thing goes. Because at some point in the not to distant future I need to get my hands on you. Properly,” he added as you two walked into the large room full of tables and people mingling.

“Hmm. Let me see how the dessert looks first?” you teased. “May be worth staying.”

“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’ll get you dessert before the night is over,” Sonny promised.

This is had me grinning from ear to ear 💖👏🏼

Our sweet boy.

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