Law and Order: SVU Imagines and Preferences

How they act when they're drunk

Rafael Barba:
Rafael stumbled into the apartment, the scent of whiskey heavy on his breath. "Mi amor, you won't believe the nonsense I had to deal with tonight," he slurred, tossing his coat onto the chair. You chuckled, guiding him to the couch. "Save the war stories for the morning, counselor. Right now, you need sleep." He grinned, his usual sharp eyes softened by the alcohol. "Only if you join me," he said, pulling you close as he sank into the cushions, his arm draped over your shoulder.

Sonny Carisi:
Sonny staggered through the door, his tie askew and a lopsided grin plastered on his face. "Doll, you shoulda seen me! I solved the case in record time," he boasted, his words slurred. You rolled your eyes, catching him as he nearly tripped over the rug. "Alright, Detective Hero, time for bed," you said, steering him towards the bedroom. "Only if you come too," he mumbled, nuzzling into your neck, his warm breath tickling your skin.

Olivia Benson:
Olivia giggled as she fumbled with her keys at the door, finally making it inside. "Honey, you have no idea how much I missed you tonight," she said, her voice unusually high-pitched from the drinks. You smiled, taking her hand and leading her to the couch. "Missed you too, Liv. Let's get you comfy." She flopped down, pulling you down with her. "Stay with me?" she whispered, her eyes half-closed as she clung to you.

Amanda Rollins:
Amanda stumbled in, her laughter echoing through the hallway. "You won't believe what Fin dared me to do tonight," she slurred, kicking off her shoes haphazardly. You caught her as she swayed, shaking your head with a smile. "I can't wait to hear all about it in the morning. Let's get you to bed first." She wrapped her arms around your neck, her breath warm against your ear. "Only if you promise to cuddle," she murmured, her head resting on your shoulder.

Elliot Stabler:
Elliot stumbled into the apartment, his usual confident swagger replaced by a more relaxed, if somewhat unsteady, gait. "Babe," he called out, a grin spreading across his face when he saw you. "Did you know... you have the most beautiful eyes?" He plopped down beside you on the couch, his arm slung lazily over your shoulders. "And your smile... it lights up my world." You chuckled at his slurred but earnest words, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead. "You're drunk, El," you teased. He pulled you closer, his eyes twinkling with affection. "Maybe, but it doesn't make it any less true."

John Munch:
John swayed slightly as he entered the living room, his glasses askew and his tie loosened. "You know," he began, leaning against the doorway for support, "I used to think all those conspiracy theories were the craziest thing in my life." He smiled warmly, his usual cynicism melting away. "But then I met you, and you... you're the best kind of unexpected." You smiled and guided him to sit down, his hand lingering on yours. "John, you're quite the romantic when you've had a few." He laughed, a deep, genuine sound. "Only for you, my love. Only for you."

Fin Tutuola:
Fin entered the room with a mischievous grin, clearly feeling the effects of his night out. "Hey, sweetheart," he drawled, pulling you into a tight hug. "You know what I was thinking about tonight?" You raised an eyebrow, amused by his playful demeanor. "What's that, Fin?" He nuzzled your neck, his breath warm against your skin. "How lucky I am to have you." You laughed softly, wrapping your arms around his waist. "You're pretty charming when you're drunk." He looked into your eyes, his expression serious despite his tipsiness. "I'm charming all the time, babe. But I mean it. You're my everything."

Nick Amaro:
Nick leaned against the kitchen counter, a lopsided smile on his face. "Hey, beautiful," he greeted, his voice softer than usual. "You know, I don't tell you enough how much you mean to me." You walked over to him, placing a gentle hand on his chest. "You're saying it now, Nick." He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. "I guess the drinks gave me some courage," he admitted with a chuckle. "But seriously, you're my rock." You kissed him lightly on the lips. "And you're mine, Nick. Always." He held you tighter, his eyes filled with love. "Always."