day twelve | Sonny Carisi/Reader [mc!au] | no warnings
prompts: “Have I told you how much I hate Christmas shopping?” & “Secret Santa is bullshit”
You stood to the side as a group of teen girls passed by giggling and clutching brightly colored papery bags with white handles. It brought a small smile to your face, but it quickly dropped as someone behind you brushed past you roughly. The fact that you were even in the mall, let alone around the holidays, made you feel like you needed to be checked over. Next to you, Sonny grumbled and his grip on your hand tightened as he swerved around a family with two small children slowly toddling along.
“Have I told you how much I hate Christmas shopping?” Sonny threw over his shoulder.
You quickened your pace so that he wasn’t so much dragging you along. When you dropped into his stride you replied. “That bodes really well for my gifts.” Your tone was bone dry, but you fought to keep your smile at bay.
Out of the corner of your eye you saw a panicked look cross over Sonny’s face. You snickered to yourself and scanned the stores ahead. Lingerie, candles, chocolates and teen clothing. The options were looking more and more slim. As you passed through the center of the mall you spotted the cinnamon roll place you always loved. With a tug on Sonny’s hand you rerouted the two of you and made a beeline towards it.
“Quit sulking,” you chastised. “You’re going to scare everyone around us with that scowl coupled with your kutte. As a treat, I’m going to let you buy me a cinnamon roll.”
You smiled at Sonny’s indignant expression.
“Let—! You’re going to let me buy you a cinnamon roll?” He threw his free hand up in the air in indignation and you continued to smile calmly.
“And later you’re going to buy me a hot chocolate to wash it down with.”
“You’re going to get a cavity and then I’ll never hear the end of it,” he grumbled.
The two of you joined the line and you leaned into his side. “And then…you’re going to take me home and unwrap one of your presents.”
Sonny perked up at your suggestive tone and he shifted his weight as he glanced down at you. “I didn’t see anything under the tree yet…” he began cautiously.
You smirked. “It’s not under the tree.” You let a hand wander around the collar of your sweater and watched as Sonny’s eyes tracked the movement. “Look, Secret Santa is kinda bullshit, but I still want to get Marie a good present. I don’t want to get the typical mug and candle thing. So bear with me a little longer and you’ll get a treat, too. Okay?”
Sonny cleared his throat. “How big did you want your hot chocolate?”
um…hold onto your hats, y’all…had to split this in two parts because it grew into a monster. next part is queued to come right after this, so it’ll be up in a few hours!
Everything was muffled and chaotic as you struggled to suck in a breath. You felt like a fish out of water as you gasped wetly. You coughed and felt the saliva pool around your mouth and trickle down your cheek towards your ear. You could not breathe. Why couldn’t you breathe? You blinked—when did you close your eyes?—through slitted eyes and struggled to comprehend what was over you. Your body rocked as someone pressed against your torso. Someone else was by your head and you felt warm drops hit the side of your face. Another gasped breath. Was it raining? No, the sky above you—that was sky, right?—was a brilliant blue. It was so blue. You closed your eyes and felt something press against your cheek urgently. You struggled to shake off the intrusion. You were so very tired all of a sudden. You weren’t sleeping. This was a good place to sleep. Everything faded even more, but before you were pulled down into darkness you heard frantic yelling.
“Nick! Nick!”
Everything faded to black and sound cut out abruptly.
fifteen minutes earlier
“…doesn’t suspect anything, Carmen said.”
You tuned back into the conversation and shook your head to refocus your gaze on Sonny. You looked up at him in time to see him throw a dirty look Matty’s way. Matty stared ahead at the menu written on the wall. You knew he was pretending to read it in order to avoid Sonny’s accusatory glare. You all had been coming to this coffee shop for ages and although they had begun to introduce holiday drinks recently to combat the big chains, Matty always ordered the same exact thing. Black coffee, medium roast with two sugars. No cream.
“That’s good.”
You licked your lips and replied to Sonny as you jiggled your leg impatiently. You had twenty minutes to get your coffee and some kind of pastry before you had to go into work and the line was longer than you had expected. Maybe the holiday drinks were really helping to improve business.
tw for a severed body part, mentions of after effects torture & soa/mayans mc typical violence & language. putting this here in case you need a refresher on one of the characters in this fill.
the POV switches back & forth again and there is mention of the after effects of torture from a 1st person POV. I don’t think anything is too explicit, but read cautiously. feel free to message me with questions before proceeding.
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Sonny startled awake as his phone beeped again. He groaned and made a face at the taste in his mouth. He’d been chain smoking and drinking in his seat at the head of the table before he must have finally passed out from exhaustion. His mouth was cottony and stale tasting and ran his tongue along his teeth and made a disgusted face again. His clenched grip on his cell phone hadn’t lessened, even in sleep, and there were deep grooves in his palm that he stretched his hand to try to release. His phone beeped again to let him know that the battery was dying and he took a moment to lean back in his chair and press the heel of his hands against his eyes. They were gritty and dry and he wiped hard to clear them from the sleep crusted in the corners. He felt disgusting, probably smelled disgusting, but it was the least of his concerns.
Hauling himself up out of his chair he stretched with his fingers reaching for the ceiling above him. Now that he was awake the air in the room felt stuffy, like a tomb, and with another glance back at the gavel sitting by his spot at the head of the table he turned to exit. Nick hadn’t been able to help narrow down the location with Diego yesterday and as Sonny drifted more and more into being fully awake his anxiety became to climb again. He couldn’t get the sound of her screams out of his head. Years of being together and enduring challenges side by side could never have prepared himself for not only the terror, but sheer pain in her voice.
Just as he got belly up to the bar Charlie breezed in the club house door. Matty startled awake from his place where he had been dozing with his head pillowed on his hands, already reaching for his gun and aiming it before Charlie had even said a word. Matt was the only person Sonny knew who could go straight from being completely asleep to completely awake instantly and a faint smile played at his lips. Matty waited another beat before lowering his gun and rolled his eyes before holstering it and leaning back in his seat. He gave Sonny a concerned look and reached over to firmly cup his shoulder.
yes, nick would have snake & randy on her, most likely. he wouldn’t tell his fiancée why until after sonny’s fiancée gets rescued, tbh. he is still trying to keep her kind of separate from this life/not scare her. (but let’s be real, he can only do that for so long…and don’t worry, there’s waaay more drama for nick & his girl after the plot with sonny wraps!)
he’d also just be calling a lot, texting, having her check in all day so he knows she’s okay. which is pretty annoying when she’s trying to get work done or steps away to go to the bathroom and doesn’t take her phone with her for that 3 minutes.
you just inspired me to add another scene to the plot where the old ladies reunite/talk after the rescue. 🙂
and there are kiiiinda spoilers if you go to my au masterlist, scroll to mc!au under and sonny and see what parts of this storyline are filled and which parts are left. 🙂 hoping to get another part up tonight!
next part in this storyline: There’s a rat | trouble with the AB. (problems with the AB were mentioned early on in nick & sonny’s storylines, so feel free to read this and this storyline for a refresher).
tw for suggestion of violence. general soa/mayans mc canon typical violence warning. and there is some shifting of pov as well, hopefully it works to accomplish the frenetic energy I was going for!
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“…they had to have had a car. We drove for awhile, but there were no other tracks so we’re not sure where—”
Sonny cut Matty off abruptly. “So you’re telling me you have nothing,” he interrupted harshly.
Matty shut his mouth with a click and just shifted his weight, looking around almost uneasily. Chibs took a few step forward and clamped a warm hand on Sonny’s shoulder. It was firm and grounding and it succeeded in helping anchor Sonny. He felt like he was going to fly out of his skin from the cocktail of emotions coursing through his veins and the more time passed the more anxious he became.
“We’ll find her, brother. I promise. And we’ll kill all the bastards involved,” Chibs promised lowly with a grim look on his face. He pushed back any residual guilt from how he had been feeling ever since the last real conversation he’d had with her. This wasn’t the time. “Liv is going to be able to track her phone and we’ll go get her.”
anon asked: I’m so excited for new mc stuff!! I’m dying to know about how the issues with AB affect sonny and his fiancée!
this takes place right where this left off and we’re going to see a couple more storylines entangled. just a warning that this will get more violent in the near future, but I’ll put trigger warnings on those fills when we get to them
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“What makes you think that?” Sonny asked with a furrow between his brow. The way he saw it, ATF was just looking to make their presence known. They’d come sooner or later and he’d rather sooner so that he could figure out their angle.
“The timing. We meet up to discuss shutting down the ‘happy endings’ and they happen to come by? They were trying to catch us in something,” Nick stated. “More importantly, they knew that they could catch us in something. We’ve been careful about who we let come here and not even all of the customers know that there’s two sides of this operation. Has to be an inside job. That fed looked disappointed…too disappointed. We’ve got a rat, for sure.”
Sonny leaned against the bar and scrubbed his hands over his face roughly. The last thing they needed was even more trouble on top of things. A rat in one of the clubs could only end one of two ways: with that person dead or almost everyone in jail. He sighed and pushed himself back up, straightening as he thumbed at his phone. He frowned a little at the lack of messages when he saw the time, but looked back over at Nick.
continued from here and I want y’all to know I’ve broken my own heart with this storyline. we have all suffered together!!!
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The next morning you awoke before Sonny, slipping from slumber to wakefulness between one breath and another. You immediately turned your head to make sure he was right next to you and sighed a big sigh of relief when you saw that he was still sleeping heavily. Sonny’s face was facing you on his pillow and his breathing was still coming heavier than usual. You were happy he was still asleep because you knew that his impending hangover was going to hurt. You winced a little as you remembered some of the things he had said last night when his guard was done. Reaching over you pushed some of his hair back from his face, drinking him in for a few more minutes before you carefully pushed to your feet.
Your first stop was to the bathroom before you headed down the hall and to the kitchen. Sonny had bought a case of ginger ale for the nausea you get while you were on your period and there were a few cans left in the refrigerator. You were struck by the fact that he still had your cycle memorized, even when the two of you had been dancing around each other in this house. You decided to grab a sleeve of crackers before you exited and you had a small flashback to after Dom Sr. died. Sonny’s drinking had taken on a life of its own and it was only by the skin of your teeth that you’d managed to keep it from spiraling. Finding out that he had been drinking again, by himself, and then navigating home was still tough for you to even wrap your mind around. You wanted to wrap him up in a comforter and never let him leave the house again.
You sighed and walked slowly back down the hallway to the bedroom. You startled when you pushed the door open and Sonny was fully awake and sitting up in bed looking around wildly. He sagged and made a relieved noise when he saw you and you frowned and came over to set the ginger ale, crackers and painkillers on his bedside table before urging him to lay back again.
SVU addict 