What was going on in the background of that phone call, I know Nick is there. Can we get Sonny reaction after the call? Or any conversation he an Nick had afterward?

carisi-dreams:

the call mentioned

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“…anything, doll, please just give me som—” Sonny was begging in a quiet voice from the couch he was on. Nick squinted into the near darkness, taking stock of where Sonny was sitting up, phone in one hand and the other holding his head. He looked defeated and worn like a t-shirt that had been through the dryer too many times.

“What are you doing?” Nick asked in a low voice as he rubbed his eye.

“Had to hear her voice,” Sonny mumbled in his direction, tilting his mouth away from the phone as he took in an unsteady breath.

“Thought we agree you were going to wait until the morning,” Nick hissed and he reached for the phone in Sonny’s hand. Sonny ducked his hand and pushed himself off of the couch, slipping out of the back office.

Nick sighed and shook his head to himself. Fumbling around for his own phone he pressed a button to illuminate the screen, taking in the time. He groaned when he saw it was just passed midnight. This night felt like it was dragging on forever. He let his phone drop to the cushion beside him as he ran a hand over his face roughly. Nick looked up when Sonny came back into the room quietly, still speaking into the phone.

“Night, doll. See you in the morning.”

He sat down heavily back on the couch and the room was quiet for a minute, the only sound that of both men breathing.

“She called me,” Sonny said in a low voice eventually.

“Yeah? And what did you text her to get her to do that?” Nick asked in a tired voice. Sonny made a noncommittal noise and rearranged himself on the couch again so he was laying down.

“I needed to know she was okay,” he answered and Nick smiled despite himself.

“You’re a stubborn man, Sonny, anyone ever tell you that?” Nick asked and Sonny choked out a short laugh. “I told you she was fine. Didn’t believe me?”

“How would you have felt if the situation was reversed? And your girl was at our house and I told you she was okay but you hadn’t talked to her?” Sonny responded and Nick hummed a conceding sound.

“I almost lost her once…washed my hands so much they were raw trying to get the blood off of them. Even if she—if she leaves me. If she moves out and breaks up with–,” Sonny stuttered over the words, but powered on. “I have to know she’s okay. That’s all I want. I just want her to be okay,” he finished lowly and Nick reached out to clap a hand on Sonny’s ankle.

“I get it. Try to get some rest. You’re going to need all of the help you can get in the morning and showing up looking greasy and sleep deprived isn’t a stunning image,” Nick teased quietly. Sonny kicked out gently before shifting on the couch again and closing his eyes.