Rafeal Barba x Reader Oneshot

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"(Y/N)." your head lifted at Liv's call. "Yes boss!" you answered. You cursed mentally. She probably caught you staring at Barba again. When she noticed where your eyes were trained previously she smiled. "I know it may be hard to focus now, but please try." you just looked down bashfully. 

A few months passed after his not so subtle announcement that the both of you were dating. Everything seemed easier now. Barba still got jealous sometimes, which was cute. He'd given a death glare to any man that stared at you too long. And he even formed a sort of bond with Nick, which was weird because it felt like the both of them were batting guys away from you left and right. You should have expected as much.

Liv handed you a file to look over, telling you to chase down a possible lead. You took it, following Nick to go and question a potential suspect.

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When you got back it was maybe around lunch. The lead fell through. It just led you to another dead end. You slumped in your seat, watching the box of chinese on your desk. You separated the chopsticks, taking the box and opening it as you started to eat. Your feet twisted on the ground absentmindedly, eventually you were facing Barba's office. His blinds were open and he was nibbling on a pen.

Eyes fixed on a document. Of what you couldn't really tell. You bit at the wooden chopsticks, wishing you could taste the sweetness that Barba's tongue provided rather than the roughness of the wood presently in your mouth. Lately all you could think about was Barba. Which wasn't exactly strange since you were in a relationship. 

But your mind always drifted to something sexual, the familiar tinge between your legs appearing. A soft breath escaped as you tried to get rid of the feeling. This was the last place you wanted to get worked up in. You weren't sure if he was a mind reader, but his eyes lifted and your breath hitched at the look in his eyes. If you didn't know any better you would have sworn he was thinking the same exact thing. The intensity of his eyes, even from all the way across the room you could feel the electricity. It made your body shiver. You forced yourself to look away, crossing your legs to dull the sensation that rose.

You needed a distraction, just settling for eating the remainder of your noodles. You could still feel his eyes, it triggered something in your body. Something you tried your hardest to ignore.

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"Drinks tonight! On me." Liv called. Amanda was the first to get out of her seat. Carisi wasn't too far behind. Pretty soon everyone was piling to leave in the elevator. You joined them, squeezing in next to Amanda. She grinned at you. "Finally joining us, I thought you would bail out." you shook your head. "I could use a drink." She didn't question you, which was a surprise. She just seemed happy that you were coming. The doors started to close, but right before it could shut completely a hand stopped it. It reopened and Barba came into view.

"Room for one more?" Liv shifted to give him some room. " Sure counselor." He glanced at you momentarily, before turning his back and pressing a button. Even with everyone in the small space, you could feel the unspoken tension. Amanda and the others were chatting as usual, but you were more focused on a certain district attorney's behind. You nibbled on your lower lip, unable to tear your eyes away. An onslaught of images appearing in your mind.

The elevator dinged and your shoulders tensed, hoping no one noticed what you'd shamelessly been gazing at. Everyone filed out and you followed. You didn't mean to but you really couldn't talk to Barba with the thoughts running through your mind. So you striked up a conversation with Amanda, luckily Carisi was talking Barba's ear off.

When you all arrived you took a seat to the back. All of you were mixed in together, chatting and updating each other on what's new in each other's personal lives. You made sure not to take a seat next to Barba, and you hoped he didn't notice. He ended up sitting in the middle of Nick and Carisi. Both men kept him more than occupied. You didn't drink that much, just one cup that you couldn't even finish. Barba was on his first glass too. He just sipped at it slowly. You tried and failed not to stare at him. Everytime he caught your eyes you'd avert your attention elsewhere.