Law And Order SVU Reader Imagines

Late Night at the Diner (Fin x Reader)

Summary: Character requested on Tumblr. After cancelling every dinner date one week, you finally get frustrated and are very keen to let him know.
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It had been a week of canceled plans. Seven long days of you waiting outside the precinct, only to get a last-minute text or a quick apology as Fin dashed off to handle yet another case. You understood, his job was demanding, and people's lives depended on him, but understanding didn't make the disappointment sting any less. By Friday night, your patience had run out.

Standing outside the precinct once again, you felt the frustration bubbling inside you. The city was alive around you, its usual energy doing little to calm the storm in your chest. When the door finally opened and Fin stepped out, you didn't greet him with your usual smile.

"Another night, huh?" you said, crossing your arms. Your tone was sharper than you intended, but you couldn't help it. "What's the excuse this time?"

Fin stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowing. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means," you snapped, "that I'm tired of being stood up. Every single night this week, Fin. Every night. Do you know how that feels?"

He sighed, running a hand over his face. "Look, I'm sorry. Things have been crazy with the cases lately. You know that."

"I do know that," you shot back. "But do you know what I want? Just one night. One dinner. One conversation that doesn't end with you running off to chase down some perp. Is that really too much to ask?"

His jaw tightened, and for a moment, you thought he was going to walk away. Instead, he turned to face you fully, his eyes narrowing. "You think I like canceling on you? You think I enjoy this? This job... it's not nine to five. It's not predictable. People's lives are on the line, and I can't just clock out because you want a burger."

The words stung, but you refused to back down. "It's not just about the burger, Fin. It's about feeling like I matter. Like I'm not just some afterthought you squeeze in between cases. I get it, your job is important, but... so am I."

For a moment, the two of you stood there, the weight of your words hanging in the air. Finally, Fin's expression softened, and he let out a heavy sigh.

"You're right," he said quietly. "You do matter. More than I probably let on. I... I'm sorry. I've been so caught up in everything, I didn't realize how much I've been letting you down."

The sincerity in his voice made your anger melt away, replaced by a pang of guilt. "I'm sorry, too. I know your job isn't easy. I just... I miss you, Fin."

He stepped closer, his gaze steady. "I've been wanting to take you to this diner for weeks. Best greasy burgers in the city. It's my favorite spot, and I've been saving it for a night we could actually enjoy it. Let me make it up to you. Tonight. No excuses."

You hesitated, studying his face. He looked tired, but there was a determination in his eyes that you couldn't ignore. Finally, you nodded. "Okay. But if you cancel on me again, I'm not waiting outside. I'm coming in there and dragging you out myself."

A small smile tugged at his lips. "Fair enough. Now come on. Let me show you what you've been missing."

The walk to the diner was quieter than usual, but the tension between you had eased. By the time you reached the small, cozy spot, the smell of sizzling beef and fresh fries was enough to make you forget your frustration entirely. The waitress greeted Fin like an old friend, and you couldn't help but smile.

"Something like that," he said, shrugging. "Figured I'd finally share it with you."

The food arrived quickly, and the first bite of the burger was enough to make you let out an involuntary hum of approval. Fin watched you with a smug expression, leaning back in his seat.

"Told you," he said. "Best burgers in the city."

You rolled your eyes, but you couldn't hide your smile. "Alright, you win. But don't let it go to your head."

"Too late," he replied, his tone teasing.

As the night went on, the two of you fell into your usual rhythm, the earlier argument fading into the background. You joked, teased, and laughed, and for the first time in what felt like forever, you felt like you had Fin all to yourself.

"Thanks for putting up with me," he said. "I know I'm not the easiest person to be with."

"You're worth it," you replied, leaning into him. "Just don't forget to let me know every once in a while that I'm worth it, too."

He stopped walking, turning to face you. "You are. More than you know. And I'll do better. I promise."

The sincerity in his voice made your chest ache in the best way. You smiled, reaching up to press a quick kiss to his cheek.

"Good. Now, let's get you home before another case pops up and ruins the moment."

He chuckled, guiding you down the street. "Not tonight. Tonight's just for us."
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