#Alex/Olivia

[serenasoutherlyns]

from the dark with you above me

Serena and Abbie have a one-night stand. It never stops there, does it?

Serena/Abbie, Alex/Olivia. Rated M. ao3

Alex Cabot had a headache.

An absolutely splitting headache, the kind of headache that makes you wish you didn’t have a head anymore. It was like her brain was going to burst out of her skull. After stumbling into the bathroom she managed to find the Excedrin in the cabinet above the sink. She hadn’t been this hungover in years.

She made it to the kitchen for a glass of water, and jumped. Abbie Carmichael was standing by the sink, looking about how Alex must look, drinking a glass of water.

“Abbie?”

“Alex?”

They looked at each other.

“Why are you in my kitchen?” Alex said.

“Uhm,” Abbie said, a smile coming across her face, “Serena, uh, let me stay over. I didn’t know she had roommates.” She looked down into her now empty glass.

Alex only had vague recollections of the night before, and she certainly didn’t remember Serena bringing someone home. She didn’t know what explanation she was expecting, but it wasn’t that. Alex had her suspicions, yes, the gaydar had pinged on Carmichael once or twice, but she was clearly deep in the closet. If someone had told her that Abbie Carmichael had been spotted at Manhattan’s premiere lesbian bar she would’ve laughed in their face.

Alex laughed in Abbie’s face. It was a quick pfft sound that escaped her before she could think about it. Abbie looked offended, and Alex hid her smile behind her hand.

“Sorry,” she said. “I just wouldn’t think Penelope’s would be your scene.” Abbie nodded.

“Yeah, well,” she said, and gestured with her free hand, “I’m here, so.”

“It is,” Alex said. “Gotcha.” She filled up her own glass with water. “How’d you find the place?”

“It’s nice,” Abbie said. “I’m gonna,“ she trailed off.

“Aw, you’re not going to kiss her goodbye?” Alex said.

“Not really my style,” she said, placing her glass in the sink and raising her keys in the air. “See you, Alex.”

“See you too,” Alex said, still bewildered.

—

“Good morning, sunshine,” Alex said from the couch, looking up from her crossword, when Serena dragged herself into the kitchen. She had heard the vomiting that followed Serena’s door opening about ten minutes ago.

“Ugh,” said Serena, her voice hoarse. “Kill me.” She rested her head on the cool tile countertop.

“I might have to. Workplace romance, really?”

“Gross,” Serena said, picking her head up. She filled a glass of water and chugged it down, then turned on the coffee pot. “Rude of you not to save me any.”

“I didn’t know when you’d be alive,” Alex said. “Do you remember coming home last night?”

“Vividly,” said Serena, pulling two slices of bread out of the box and sluggishly popping them in the toaster. She swayed and gulped and ran back to the bathroom. Alex winced in sympathy. When she came back, the coffee and toast were done. She poured herself a cup, spread butter on each slice, and joined Alex in the living room.

“I don’t know how you’re eating,” Alex said. Her headache had subsided but her appetite was nowhere to be found.

“Carbs, water, coffee. Hangover gone.” Alex nodded. She filled out 11 down: “tripped.” Serena wolfed the first slice of toast enthusiastically.

“We’re probably too old for this.”

Serena shrugged. “Life’s short,” she said. “Stress relief,” she justified.

“You certainly got some of that.”

“I certainly did,” Serena said with a pleased smirk on her face. “Thoroughly enjoyed myself too.”

“I wouldn’t’ve expected Carmichael to be the type,” Alex said.

“Me neither,” Serena said. She got up to rinse her plate and drained the last gulp of coffee. She put on the pot again.

“Make two,” Alex said. The pot they’d had since their senior year gurgled. “Do you think you’ll see her again?”

“I don’t think so,” Serena said. “Sex with coworkers is too complicated to be worth it.”

“That didn’t stop you,” Alex said.

“My curiosity has been satisfied.” Serena set two mugs on the coffee table.

“I’ll bet,” Alex said. “How is she?”

“Good,” Serena said. “The closet can be a wonderful place.”

Alex raised her mug. Repression had its advantages. She started laughing again. Serena looked at her with raised eyebrows.

“I’m sorry,” she said. “I’m just thinking about Carmichael at Penelope’s.”

Serena joined in the laughter.

—

Work on Monday went as it usually did. The chances that Serena or Alex would run into Abbie during the work days were not zero, but they also weren’t 100. Serena and Alex didn’t even see each other that much: Alex was in Philips’ bureau and Serena was in Kibre’s.

But, it was inevitable.

“Good morning, Jack,” Alex said, entering the EADA’s office, files in hand. Charlie and Jack had a case they were collaborating on. “Abbie,” she said, acknowledging her with a slightly larger smile than she usually would. Serena had not been able to escape her friend’s teasing since Saturday. Alex pressed her for details. She kept asking when their next date would be. Serena’s least favorite: on more than one occasion, Alex had called Abbie her “paramour.”

“Charlie said he’s worried about this one,” She said, indicating a particular blueback.

“Charlie had nothing to be worried about,” Jack said, but Abbie motioned to Alex to hand her the paper. She looked it over and squinted over the same sentence a couple times.

“Charlie doesn’t have anything to be worried about, but we might,” Abbie said. This is about Briscoe and Green, not Benson and Stabler.”

“Right,” Alex said, apologetically.

“Sit, please,” Jack said, and Alex joined Abbie at the table. “Do you have time to help with this?” He asked.

“I can make some,” she said, mentally canceling her lunch plans.

“Good,” Jack said.” Abbie gave Alex a demanding look. “Why don’t you and Abbie go talk to the detectives.”

Alex began to say that she couldn’t do it, but Jack insisted: “I’ll deal with Charlie. He has more ADAs than I do, anyway.”

She couldn’t argue with that. Abbie gathered her things.

They were silent on the walk to the precinct, awkward and thick. Alex couldn’t help but conjure the mental image of Abbie picking up someone, and it still made her want to laugh. She was so uptight and ruthless, Alex struggled to imagine her outside work at all, even though she’d seen it, and not just that Saturday. Abbie was attractive, very attractive. Alex found herself almost jealous that Serena had beaten her to it.

“How have you been,” Alex asked, the silence finally too uncomfortable.

“Well,” Abbie said. “And you?”

“I’ve been alright. Serena’s been alright, too.”

“That’s good,” Abbie said. After a beat, she asked, “How long have you lived together?”

“Since college.”

“I was surprised she didn’t live alone.”

Alex nodded. “We both could,” she said, stating the obvious. “But we’re good roommates, and better friends.”

“That’s nice,” Abbie said. They were silent once more. “Look, Alex, I hope I can count on your discretion.”

“Of course,” Alex said. She wasn’t one to gossip, anyway.

“I’m not ashamed of anything. But I try not to mix work with my personal life.”

“Right,” Alex said, a touch of sarcasm coming into the word.

“I’m serious,” she said. “That was an exception.”

“She’s exceptional,” Alex said. She couldn’t help herself. To her surprise, Abbie didn’t push back against the statement. “In all seriousness, of course I won’t tell anybody.”

“Good,” Abbie said. They were on the block of the precinct. Abbie opened the door for Alex when they reached it.

—

“It was a good search,” Lennie said emphatically. Ed shot Abbie a look that said it wasn’t. She admired his honesty, but she wasn’t happy about it.

“Well, the defense is arguing it wasn’t,” Alex said. Abbie could read Lennie’s frustration. He took a while to warm up to any ADA, let alone one so young and self-assured. Alex sighed. “Just walk us through what happened again.”

“We knocked, asked if we could come in, and he said yes. I happened to see the knife on a shelf in his living room. It was plain view, I swear.”

“He says it was on top of the bookshelf.”

“He’s a rapist and a murderer, so I’m not sure why you’re believing him over me.”

Abbie jumped in. “Ed?”

“Well,” he said. “It was on top of the bookshelf. But, the handle was visible from the doorway.”

“See—“ Lennie said.

Abbie’s face fell and Alex’s hands dropped to the side of her body.

“It has an ornamental blade,” Abbie said. “But the handle is not distinctive. And, you knew that?”

“We did,” said Ed.

“We just lost the murder weapon,” Alex said.

“Come on, counselor.”

“We’ll argue it, but Petrovsky isn’t going to go for it.”

Lennie turned around and put his head in his hands. Ed’s shoulders slumped.

“You should’ve called for a warrant,” Alex said. Abbie winced.

“And you should know we didn’t have time for that,” Ed said, passive-aggressively.

“Just,” Abbie started, trying to diffuse the tension. “We’ll get you a warrant to search his place again. Look for the coat.”

“That’s great,” Lennie said.

“Good. Gentlemen,” Abbie said. She left the room, Alex trailing just behind her.

—

“They’re a delight,” Alex said. It was Abbie’s turn to laugh.

“Aren’t all detectives?” She said.

Alex defended Olivia before she could think about it. “Some can be.”

She couldn’t tell if Abbie noticed. She didn’t press her, though.

“They’re just frustrated,” she said. “They’ll be over it in an hour.”

“I’m worried now,” Alex said. “Without the weapon we’re missing half of our evidence.”

“They’ll turn something up,” Abbie said. “Nash was sloppy. I bet all of his clothes are in the closet still covered in blood.”

“I can see if Benson and Stabler can help,” Alex offered.

“Good plan,” Abbie said.

—

“I like your new girlfriend,” Alex said, sitting down next to Serena. “I don’t know how you read that stuff.”

“It’s Agatha Christie,” she said. “She’s like the most popular author of all time.”

“I know, I know, but don’t you get enough of crime?”

“The difference,” Serena said, “is there’s always a resolution. And I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I’m on a case with Carmichael now.”

“You’re never going to let me live this down, are you?” Serena said, only half annoyed.

“Nope,” Alex said, taking Serena’s book out of her hands. She went to the take-out menu drawer and pulled out the one from the tried and true Chinese place down a few blocks, not that she needed to look at it. Serena picked up the phone and dialed the number, not needing to look at Alex to know what she was doing.

“Hello, I’m calling to order a delivery. For Serena. Yes, the usual order, thank you. And two extra egg rolls. Mhm, that’s all. Thank you,” she said and hung up.

“We should learn to cook,” Alex said. Serena openly scoffed.

“Yeah, right,” she said. “You can’t even crack an egg.”

Alex changed into sweats and a tank top, she took her contacts out and washed her face.

“How is Abbie to work with?” Serena asked when she returned.

“First name basis, huh,” Alex said. Serena did not give in to the bait. “I’m not thrilled, but she’s fine. She knows Briscoe and Green, and I don’t. I just think this case should be all SVU’s”

“Why isn’t it?”

“McCoy has prosecuted him for a prior offense,” she said, “unsuccessfully. He’s pretty invested.”

“And Charlie doesn’t want to fight him for it. How are Elliot and Olivia taking the collaboration?”

“Well enough, considering. Liv and Green are friends.”

Serena blinked at her. “First name basis, huh?”

“Whatever,” Alex said. The doorbell rang. Seemingly as soon as the bags hit the counter, they were biting into the egg rolls.

“Fuck,” Serena said, “That’s so hot. Ow!”

“Jesus,” Alex said, “Ah!”

They looked at each other and laughed.

[pien-art]

cabenson drawing :3

[thepurecinnamonroll]

I hope we never forget about how Olivia was looking at Alex in this scene— sis was really so ready to risk it all

[thatsdemko]

he’s so American - l.sargeant

masterlist | pairing: logan sargeant x albon!reader. summary: y/n wrote a song about a specific American and fans can’t get over it | fc: Olivia Rodrigo warnings: ig au + fluff. a/n: I know we’ve seen this for Logan A LOT already, but I just thought this would be fun!

y/nalbon

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y/nalbon: guts spilled is out now!!! tell me your favorite song?

1,300 comments

user1: she wrote so American for us logany/n girlies 🫡

user2: so American for obvious reasons

alex_albon: all but so American

lilymhe: love ALL the songs 😁🩷

user3: alex albon is a logan sargeant y/n albon hater 😭😭

logansargeant: love it all❤️

logiebear

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logiebear: LOGAN AND ALEX WITH A FAN IN MIAMI! HE IS GOING TO WATCH HER PERFORM TONIGHT

40 comments

user1: we are losing so American tonight aren’t we 😭😭

user2: aw how nice of alex to hang out with his future brother in law!

y/nupdatez

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y/nupdatez: Y/N IS SINGING SO AMERICAN AS A SURPRISE SONG! I REPEAT SHE IS SINGING SO AMERICAN!

100 comments

user1: IN MIAMI TOO? OH SHE LOVES HIM

user2: LOGAN SARGEANT CAN YOU FIGHT

user3: WITHOUT ME??? THIS IS SO CRUEL Y/N

logansargeant added to their story

y/nalbon

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y/nalbon: MIAMI! you were a dream❤️🇺🇸

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user1: pop princess 💜

logansargeant: 💜

user2: Logan is a lucky guy 😔

y/nalbon

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y/nalbon: he’s so American he can’t even use chopsticks correctly 🙄

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logansargeant: must be my teacher is the reason why

williamsracing: 💙

user1: “I’ll go anywhere he goes” 😭 she literally made her tour schedule align with f1 im losing it

user2: she loves that stupid American

y/nalbon: and I think I’m gonna marry him 😁

[afterglowsainz]

so american | alex albon

pairing: alex albon x american!bsf!reader

summary: you don’t understand why it bothers you so much that alex met a new girl if he’s just your best friend

fc: claudia tihan

a/n: i love the fact that we all accepted as a community that so american is alex’s song

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[cathrrrine]

how the svu characters would react to you pranking them by texting “i miss being single”

Sonny Carisi

Amanda Rollins

Nick Amaro

Casey Novak

Alex Cabot

Rafael Barba

Olivia Benson

Fin Tutuola

Elliot Stabler

[specialvalentinesunit]

[safficranger]

same Liv!! same

[generaltrashshecox]

Okay but this had me almost crying laughing when I first saw this. Spencer announcing himself in the video the editor putting up the "I'm the captain now" meme and then trolling them by giving them all the drawing cards. I know I've seen a lot of people be annoyed by how many videos Angela has been in and her volume/attitude but honestly this was so funny and her being bratty just added to it and god Alex coming in and announcing himself like Spencer was so good!!

[theunholyvirginemilyprentiss]

You think you can hurt me? I have unhealthy parasocial relationships with THEM:

You cannot hurt me more than I have already hurt myself.

[theartofcollapse]

World’s Worst Detectives - Casey Novak

a/n: i'm taking requests, so feel free to dm me :) summary: you reveal your relationship with Casey to the SVU squad after 5 years. pairing: Casey Novak x female reader warning: none word count: 880

masterlist

The morning started like any other, Elliot sipping his too hot coffee, Fin scrolling through his phone, Olivia looking over case files, and Munch complaining about the copy machine. Business as usual, until Y/N walked into the precinct wearing a diamond ring the size of a small planet.

"Nice rock,” Fin said casually, before doing a double take. “Wait... damn, Y/N! What’s that about?”

“Yeah,” Olivia chimed in, narrowing her eyes. “What aren’t you telling us?”

Y/N smirked, leaning against the nearest desk. “What? This old thing?” she said, holding up her hand for dramatic effect.

“Holy crap, are you engaged?” Munch asked, adjusting his glasses like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

“Yep,” Y/N said breezily.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Elliot cut in, setting his coffee down. “Since when are you even dating anyone?”

“Since, like, five years ago,” Y/N said nonchalantly.

The room collectively froze. It was like Y/N had dropped a bomb in the middle of the squad.

“Five years?” Olivia echoed, her voice a mix of shock and betrayal. “You’ve been dating someone for five years and didn’t say a word?”

“We’re just private and don’t bring our personal lives to work,” Y/N replied with a shrug, clearly enjoying their stunned reactions.

“Private?!” Elliot gawked. “You’ve been in a five-year relationship and didn’t think to mention it?”

“Who’s the lucky mystery person?” Fin asked, leaning forward.

Y/N’s grin widened. “Casey.”

“Novak?!”

The room practically erupted at the revelation. And, as if summoned by their collective disbelief, Casey Novak herself walked into the precinct carrying a stack of files. She paused when she saw everyone staring at her like she’d just confessed to a major crime.

“What?” Casey asked, her brow furrowing.

“Oh, nothing,” Munch said, smirking. “We’re just learning that you and Y/N have been secretly dating for five years and are now engaged.”

Casey sighed, glancing at Y/N. “You told them?”

“They noticed the ring,” Y/N said with a shrug. “Kind of hard to miss.”

“Wait,” Olivia cut in, pointing between them. “How did you guys even get together? Like… how did this start?”

“Oh, that’s easy,” Y/N said, shooting Casey a playful grin. “She flirted with me during my deposition prep. Very professional.”

“I did not flirt,” Casey said, rolling her eyes. “I advised you. Thoroughly.”

“Uh-huh,” Y/N teased. “And that ‘thorough advice’ turned into drinks after work, then dinner, then…”

“Please don’t finish that sentence,” Elliot groaned.

“You live together?” Olivia asked, her mouth still slightly open in shock.

“For years,” Y/N replied, looking far too pleased with herself.

“For years?” Fin exclaimed. “How the hell did we miss this?”

“You’re the detectives,” Y/N said, dripping with sarcasm. “How did you not find out?”

Elliot threw up his hands. “I don’t know! You two never acted like… you know… a couple.”

Casey let out a dry laugh. “Are you serious? We’ve been dropping hints for years. You just didn’t notice.”

“What hints?” Olivia challenged, crossing her arms.

“Oh, I don’t know,” Casey said, her voice laced with sarcasm. “The time Y/N brought me lunch to court every single day during that Riker’s assault trial?”

“Or,” Y/N added, “the time we came to the precinct’s Christmas party in matching sweaters and you thought it was a ‘cute coincidence.’”

“Oh my God,” Fin muttered. “The ugly snowman sweaters. How did I miss that?”

“And don’t forget, that time Casey stayed over at my apartment during that snowstorm. Elliot, you called me to ask if she made it home safe, and I said, ‘Yeah, she’s in the kitchen making pancakes.’”

Elliot slapped his forehead. “I thought you were just being a good host!”

Munch adjusted his glasses, a suspicious look crossing his face. “What about that time we caught you two sharing a cab after that fundraiser?”

“We went home together,” Casey said bluntly.

Munch’s jaw dropped. “And I just thought… God, I don’t know what I thought.”

“Clearly, not much,” Y/N teased.

Fin leaned back in his chair, laughing. “Man, we really are slippin’. I can’t believe we didn’t piece this together.”

“Hold up,” Olivia said, narrowing her eyes at Casey. “So, when you storm out of here after Y/N gets assigned to some dangerous op, that’s not just you being a concerned ADA, is it?”

“Nope,” Casey said with a sly smile.

“And the way you glare at anyone who so much as flirts with her?” Fin added.

“Yeah, that’s me marking my territory,” Casey said dryly.

“I feel so betrayed,” Elliot muttered, shaking his head.

“Oh, come on,” Y/N said, laughing. “You didn’t really need to know all this. It’s not like it affects your jobs.”

“We’re detectives,” Olivia said, throwing her hands up. “We’re supposed to notice things like this!”

“Maybe you should take a refresher course,” Casey quipped, earning a round of laughter from everyone except Elliot, who still looked like his world had been turned upside down.

“Well,” Munch said, standing up and grabbing his coat. “Congratulations, I guess. But if you two start making out in the precinct, I’m filing a complaint.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” Y/N said, shooting Casey a wink. “We save that for home.”

“Stop,” Elliot groaned, covering his ears.

Casey smirked, pulling Y/N toward the door. “Come on, babe. Let’s leave them to process.”

As the two of them left, hand in hand, Olivia let out a deep sigh. “I can’t believe we missed this.”

“Maybe next time,” Fin said, still laughing, “we should start paying attention to what’s right under our noses.”

Munch shook his head. “Or maybe we should all just retire while we still have some dignity.”

[serenasoutherlyns]

from the dark with you above me chapter 9

Jack’s eyes twinkled. “How romantic,” he said.

ao3

As much as she wanted to get the apology out, Abbie did what was good for her. She gave Serena free rein, submitting, wordlessly. Serena pulled at the bottom of her shirt and Abbie lifted it over her head. Serena reached behind her back and Abbie arched off the bed to let her undo the clasp of her bra. Serena didn’t even have to touch her to get her pants, underwear off, just gesture to them. Serena knelt above fully clothed, in a red dress Abbie found irresistibly sexy, and ran her hand from her collarbone to her hip. Her breath grew ragged, desperate.

“Ugh, you’re fucking beautiful, it’s infuriating,” she said. Abbie didn’t reply, remembering what she’d been asked to do. Abbie squirmed. “Want something?” she asked. Abbie nodded. “Too bad you can’t tell me what.”

This side of Serena was unlike anything she’d ever seen before from her. It was hot, exciting to see her take charge like that, to see her enjoy it.

“You’re okay?” She said, checking in. Abbie nodded. “You can answer that,” she clarified.

“Yes, God,” said Abbie, “more than.”

“Good,” said Serena. “Tell me if that changes.” She kissed her again. Her tongue danced against Abbie’s, her fingers scratched lightly at her ribs. Abbie’s skin erupted in goosebumps. She let out a moan when she pushed her legs apart and placed her hand there, moving slowly against her. Serena sighed contentedly.

“You like this a lot,” she said, “I like it too.”

Serena kissed down her body. Abbie saw stars.

---

Serena, after quite a long time, finally having had her fill, gave Abbie a final kiss that she was too exhausted to do much to return.

“How are you doing?” she asked casually, like she hadn’t spent the last few hours utterly undoing her.

“God, Serena,” Abbie breathed, “fucking, I don’t know.” Serena purred, satisfied.

“Let me get you some water,” she said. Abbie lay there and caught her breath.

“Thanks,” Abbie said, sitting up, taking the glass from her. She drank it quickly. Serena joined her, laying back. Abbie rose, looking for her discarded clothing strewn about the room.

“What are you doing?” Serena asked amusedly.

“Getting dressed?” Abbie said.

“Stay here,” she said. “How terrible would I be if I made you leave after that.”

Abbie’s cheeks got hot. “I- I can--” she said, but Serena looked at her insistently. “Okay,” she said, sitting back down. She was asleep before she could think about anything else.

---

Alex entered the kitchen, followed by Olivia. Serena had given Abbie some shorts and a t-shirt, and she was making them coffee. Abbie had offered to leave as soon as she woke up, but Serena, for some reason, still didn’t want her to go. Abbie couldn’t imagine why, after what she’d done, and in the absence of an apology, which Serena still wasn’t letting her give.

“Hi?” Alex said, after staring at the two of them for a moment.

“Hi,” said Serena, eerily chipper. “I made enough for everybody.” She poured four cups of coffee. Alex was not trying to hide her feelings. Abbie noticed hostility, but mostly confusion.

“Hey,” said Olivia, acknowledging her. When they all had their coffees, they stood in a circle sipping silently. Alex glowered at her.

“How was everyone’s night?” Olivia broke the silence.

“Good,” said Abbie, “thanks.” When the coffee was drained, Serena piped up.

“Anybody want brunch?”

---

They walked down the street to a corner bakery that did an excellent weekend brunch service, that somehow never had a line. Eggs and toast for Serena, pancakes for Olivia, a BLT for Alex, and avocado toast for Abbie.

Abbie was on edge. Serena was acting as though the situation they were in was completely normal. Alex seemed angry-- Olivia must have been in on everything, because she looked confused.

“Okay, what the hell is going on here,” Alex gave in. Serena chewed her toast. Abbie took a sip of orange juice. “Abbie? Serena?”

“What do you mean, Alex? We’re just out to brunch,” she said with a smile. Abbie was getting seriously weirded out.

“Oh my God, Ser,” she said. “Really?” Alex looked at Abbie then, demanding an explanation.

“I’m just here,” she said, abdicating responsibility. She hadn’t been in charge since buying Serena that drink.

“Is anybody going to loop me in?” Olivia asked.

“These two were sleeping together for a month and then Abbie dropped Serena out of the blue, and now apparently everything is hunky dory.”

Serena looked more confused than Olivia did earlier. “Hunky dory?” She said.

“I mean was there an apology? Did you two kiss and make up?”

“We kissed,” said Serena. She dug into her second egg. Abbie did not offer any further explanation.

“Okay,” said Alex, giving up, “you two are insane.”

Olivia, blessedly, changed the topic. “You ran track in college?”

----

Abbie lathered her hair, taking in the scent of lavender in the hot water. She thought about Serena. Serena, Serena, Serena. Before that morning, Abbie had only wanted to apologize to her, and leave everything at that. But something else had been gnawing at her since that glass of water, and those pleading eyes asking her to stay. She rinsed the shampoo and ran the conditioner through her hair. She plunged her face into the stream of the shower, breathing out deeply.

How she was still stuck on this woman, she couldn’t figure out.

She hadn’t felt this way about anybody since Toni.

Oh.

She hadn’t felt this way about anyone but Toni.

---

“So she fucked your brains out and then you went to brunch?” Lisa said.

“Yes,” said Abbie, “with Alex and her girlfriend. And she didn’t let me apologize.”

“What do you mean,” said Elle?

“Well she didn’t let me talk while we were having sex--”

“Hot,” said Lisa. Elle gave her a mischievous smile.

“Yeah,” Abbie continued, “and then in the morning she kept cutting me off when I tried to talk about it.”

“Weird,” said Elle.

“I know,” Abbie said, “And she was almost creepily happy the whole time. I thought she was gonna snap.”

“Maybe she already did,” said Lisa. “Don’t be in the same room as her and knives.”

“Funny,” said Abbie. She contemplated. “What do I do?” She asked.

“What do you want?” Said Elle. Abbie thought about the answer for far less time than she would’ve thought.

“I want to be with her,” she said.

“Then you have to make her listen to you,” said Elle. “That’s how you’ll find out if she wants the same thing as you.

“Or you could just keep having sex and see what happens,” said Lisa.

“Babe,” said Elle, “give her good advice for once.”

“Fine,” said Lisa. “Send her flowers, that’s what I’d do.”

Huh. Lisa was capable of being thoughtful.

---

“And where have you been?” Jack asked Abbie, who was returning from a lunch that went long.

“Flowers R Us,” said Abbie.

“Oh,” said Jack, intrigued. “Why?”

“For Serena,” she said.

“For Serena,” Jack repeated, “Did you two,”

“Not quite, that’s what the flowers are for.”

Jack’s eyes twinkled. “How romantic,” he said.

“I owe her at least that much,” Abbie said.

“I’m glad you two are getting along. It’s not easy.”

“No,” said Abbie, and felt the truth of his statement acutely. “No it isn’t.”

---

Abbie went home that day a little earlier than usual. The flowers were set to be delivered at 6pm, the latest the shop would do deliveries. She had enlisted Tracey (who had been overjoyed) to get Serena home by then. She paced around her apartment restless. She tried to occupy herself with some work she took home, then with TV and sudoku, but nothing kept her from thinking every noise was a knock at the door or a call on her cell. She went over the note she’d left, second-guessing the lack of information on it.

She jumped up when the knock did come.

She opened the door to find three young men in crisp white button downs and dress pants.

“Hi, I’m Elder Johnson, this is Elder Dylan, and Elder Harold, do you have a second?”

“I’m a lesbian,” she said, and closed the door on them.

Five minutes later, though, another knock came. Her heart pounded when she went to open the door, each step feeling fateful. Serena stood on her stoop with a rose in her hand.

“I’m here,” Serena said quietly.

“You came,” Abbie said. Serena’s beauty was dazzling.

“You asked.” Abbie couldn’t believe her fortune. “Are you going to invite me in?” Serena asked.

Abbie blushed, “Yes, I, sorry,” she said. She stepped aside to let Serena in.

“I like my flowers,” Serena said with a shy smile. Serena liked her flowers!

“I’m so glad,” said Abbie. “I liked sending them to you.” Serena’s smile widened.

“So,” she said, “what was I keeping you from saying the other day?”

“I was going to say, ‘I’m sorry.’ I’m saying I’m sorry. For how I treated you, for how I broke things off, for how I didn’t give us a fair shot.”

“That,” said Serena, “That means a lot.” Abbie took a deep breath, steadying her nerves. This was the scary part.

“And now,” she said and started to trail off. “I’m telling you that I want to be with you. More than I’ve wanted anything in years.”

“I--” Serena said, “what changed?”

“I’m not scared anymore,” Abbie said, confident now.

“I scared you?” Serena asked.

“Not you,” Abbie said, cursing herself for her phrasing, “my feelings. I haven’t felt the way I feel about you for anybody but Toni.”

“Toni?” Serena asked, then it dawned on her. “Toni Ricci,” she said. Tears threatened to fall, and Abbie gave in, a few of them dropping.

“Sorry,” she said.

“No,” said Serena. “I didn’t know, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Abbie said, “I realized that if I felt that way for you, I really, really needed to listen to it.” Serena had been fidgeting with the rose the whole time they talked, but now her hands stilled. She looked right into Abbie’s eyes when she said,

“I want you too, Abbie.” Abbie felt a relieved, ecstatic, overwhelming warmth fill her. “But, you can’t do anything like that again.”

“I promise,” said Abbie.

Serena kissed her like it was the first time.

When they came up for breath (at the very last minute they could), Abbie could finally ask: “Okay, what was up with Saturday morning?” Serena laughed her bright laugh that Abbie was so fond of.

“I so enjoyed Friday night,” she said, “I was trying not to scare you away.”

Abbie squeezed her hand. “Well, Lisa thinks that you’re planning to murder me.”

“Tell Lisa you’re in good hands,” said Serena. Abbie kissed her again, slow and gentle, suggestive, and made quick work of the buttons on her coat, shrugging it off her shoulders. Serena stepped out of her boots.

When they made it to Abbie’s bed, she pulled back just enough to say, “Hey Serena?”

“Hm?” she responded,

“Can I take you out to dinner?”

Serena actually squealed.

“Of course you can, Abbie.”

[aubvrns]

"Longer Than A Fortnight"

| SVU & Headcanons

Synopsis — Their love languages towards you, and the kind they want to receive.

Note — Olivia Benson, Elliot Stabler, Alexandra Cabot, Casey Novak

(Female centered, but no pronouns used.)

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!!

Olivia Benson

• — Olivia Benson is 100% acts of service.

• — She is the kind of lover that will tie your shoelaces, even if she’s running late.

• — WILL AND I MEAN WILL, do the simplest tasks for you just because she can!

• — "What you do mean you went out to get groceries? Without me?"

• — Her way of saying "I love you." is to comb your hair after you finished showering, and she asks you to sit on her lap as she does. (biting my fists rn)

• — Though, she craves for words of affirmation.

• — She didn’t grow up in a home where she felt appreciated, nor did she ever felt the comfort of her parents.

• — But she knew she loved you when you told her the sweetest sentence ever.

• — "I love you so much that you make me get out of bed to get groceries."

• — Seconds later, you felt arms behind you. Not long enough before your shoulder dampens.

Elliot Stabler

• — This man is so quality time.

• — He knows he has a dangerous job that occupies his time, hours and hours in the precinct.

• — But any chance he gets, he will come home to you.

• — "Pack your bags, we’re going to Italy!"

• — He’s afraid of losing you, or letting you go to the plane’s bathroom because you’re comfortable in his arms.

• — Amidst the turbulence, he enjoys your physical touch.

• — From all the abuse and torment he witnessed, it’s rare for him to feel safe nowadays.

• — That’s why he isn’t afraid to admit that he loves the way you kiss his forehead, trace patterns on his gentle calloused hands, or spooning him when he gets nightmares.

• — "Italy won’t run away, let’s just stay 5 more minutes in bed."

• — More so, your vanilla scented hair was his view of a vacation.

Alexandra Cabot

• — Shoot me when I say this blonde’s love language isn’t giving gifts.

• — Being a lawyer with an amazing conviction rate also means having money, money, money!

• — She enjoys spoiling you, giving you everything you need and want just because she can. She refuses to let you reach for your wallet, at all.

• — "I bought the necklace you stared at earlier!"

• — Besides your lips, Ms. Cabot also tracks your eyes. (i would like to have you for christmas)

• — Staring at you, she never noticed how much she longed for acts of service.

• — Her parents were always away, and she was left alone. Her parents’ money were their way of saying they’re sorry they couldn’t come to her graduation.

• — She was surprised when you called in sick, even though she was the one coughing like there’s no tomorrow.

• — "What do you mean I could’ve bought myself medicine instead of your necklace?"

• — You can’t help but smile as you sat beside her laying body, wiping her warm face with a wet cloth as she explains how much your necklace reminds her of your eyes.

Casey Novak

• — This redheaded loser in a hot body cannot go on a day without physical touch.

• — She was raised as an affectionate child, expressing her love greatly as her parents did.

• — Her auburn hair is as warm as her as you lay between her arms, her face on the crook of your neck as she sleeps soundly.

• — "If only court saw how soft and adorable you are when you sleep, you wouldn’t seem so intimidating." You say, playing with her hair.

• — Smiling lovingly, she unconsciously pulls you closer.

• — Aside from her comfort, she adores your words of affirmation.

• — She was the kid who would wait in her teachers’ approval, hoping that she did good enough for their expectations.

• — Luckily for her, she didn’t have to wait anymore.

• — "You think I look soft and adorable when I sleep? I think I want to kiss you right now."

• — And she did, like the soft and adorable loser she is.

!!

[thepurecinnamonroll]

Let's just pretend the episode went like this

[buzziightqueer]

more sillies because i was sad el oh el

[sapphicstaring]

they should be gfs <3