Chapter 1
A bright sun climbed slowly into the sky. Its light made a happy beam straight into the bedroom of one Detective Odafin 'Fin' Tutuola. Fin, currently sleeping in said bedroom got a face full of warm sunshine. It was enough to wake him from his dreams of things sensual and delicious about another detective. Fin's partner, John Munch, to be exact. Fin checked the clock to see how much time he had before heading to work.
Fin took an unusually long shower in which he daydreamed about John, specifically John naked in the shower with him. Fin was used to this by now. When he had first been transferred to SVU to work as John's partner, he hated it. John was an acerbic bastard. He had a quick wit that always earned him glares from everyone. Fin quickly learned that John used his wit, sarcasm, and intelligence as a shield against getting too close to people. He had most often used it to bait Fin and make him angry. After a few weeks, Fin figured out what John was about and just let the man's barbs roll off of him, and they had formed a good friendship like partners were supposed to have. John would start it and Fin would respond, and so their banter would go back and forth, all day if the Captain didn't make them stop. To Elliot Stabler and Olivia Benson, the other detectives they worked with, there wasn't anything funnier than watching them go back and forth. Elliot seemed to think that watching Fin and Olivia go at it was just as funny though. Fin didn't think so though. He thought it was hilarious to watch Olivia and Elliot argue because they acted like they were married. Just thinking about it brought a smile to his face. John never baited Olivia though, and Fin often wondered about it
Fin drove to work in the early morning sunshine. Traffic was normal and steady. Navigating New York City streets with the ease of a native, Fin made it to the precinct in 30 minutes flat. He stopped at his desk long enough to take off his coat and turn on his computer, before grabbing his morning cup of coffee. John was already there as usual. The man was a workaholic. Fin sighed and shook his head as he returned to his desk.
John looked up as Fin walked by. Fin had his usual thoughtful scowl.
"Morning Sunshine." John quipped once Fin sat down. Fin just looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "I see you're your usual cheery self. Drink your coffee. I want a sociable partner some time today."
"I'm never 'sociable'" Fin spoke for the first time that morning.
"Ah. So it does live." John quipped again.
"Shut up and get to work." Fin glared at John but he didn't put much effort into it and only managed to look tired.
"Yep as sociable as ever." John sighed and went back to work.
The day went by quickly even though they didn't have any new cases. Olivia and Elliot had been bantering back and forth all day. They were going out for drinks and invited Fin and John to come along. John declined even though the only thing he had to go home to was an empty apartment. Fin accepted and followed Elliot and Olivia out. John sat at his desk for a few minutes staring of into space before he pulled up some paperwork to finish.
An hour later Captain Cragen came out of his office.
"John, what are you still doing here? Go home!" the Captain ordered.
"I have a few more papers I need to finish and then I will." John answered.
"Alright John. I'll see you in the morning." With that the Captain headed out.
John looked down at his desk and the papers and decided he would wait until tomorrow to finish them, so John picked up his coat and headed out.
It wasn't very late when John got home, so he ordered Chinese and settled in for a night of surfing the internet and watching the discovery channel. After an hour of surfing, John gave up, and turned off the TV and his computer and tossed the cartons from dinner. He stood in the middle of his kitchen looking around for something to do before deciding on a shower. Once he had a shower, John put on some music. He listened to one song, then turned it off and crawled into bed.
John lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep. All he could do was think about Fin. He had been extremely moody lately. He was always snapping at John, never getting close to him physically. John suspected Fin was attracted to him but then again Fin was extremely smart and could have found out about John's bisexuality, although he didn't know how.
John was attracted to Fin. That he would admit to. He wished Fin would admit to being attracted to him. Life would be easier that way, well personally anyway. Publicly they would be persecuted and that they didn't need. John looked at the clock. It was nearing 2. He needed to sleep but figured he wouldn't get any and if he did his dreams would be filled with visions of Fin, in his bed, in his shower, on the couch, over Cragen's desk.
John woke to his alarm going off without realizing he had fallen asleep. Sure enough he had had dreams of Fin, and woke with an agonizing hard-on. John turned off the alarm and got up to take another shower. He let the water run over him as he took care of his problem. He leaned against the shower wall and imagined Fin sucking him until he came. John quickly finished washing and got out to get dressed.
John drove to work as soon as he had his first cup of coffee. He was the first one into the office besides Cragen, as usual. John sat at his desk as his computer booted. He began thinking about Fin again. John shook his head to clear it and started on the papers he hadn't finished the night before. A few minutes later Olivia and Elliot walked in, closely followed by Fin.
Fin had had a night of dreamless sleep for the first time in months. He decided he needed to know if John was in any way attracted to him and how he felt, the night before. Fin looked over at John. John, who was still working on papers, didn't even notice that Fin sat down. Fin studied John for a few minutes until he finally looked up.
"Is there something interesting about my face or are you just stunned by my charming good looks and that's why you're staring?" John asked.
"It's your charming good looks! No, I need to talk to you though." Fin answered.
"So talk," John said giving Fin his full attention.
"Not here and not right now. This is a personal matter," Fin said quietly.
"Alright then, at lunch." Fin nodded and the both went back to work.
Lunch came around sooner than Fin anticipated. He wanted to back out on lunch with John. As much as Fin wanted to know how John felt about him, he didn't want to ruin their friendship, that much more. Fin's stomach was doing flip-flops, and he kept doing paperwork. John called Fin a couple times before he got up and went over to Fin's desk and he finally looked at him. He had purposely ignored John when he called because he was nervous.
"Let's go get some lunch." John said as he studied Fin. John tried to read his mood but couldn't. Fin was just as good as John was at hiding his emotions. Fin nodded and stood up to get his coat. They were face to face for a moment before Fin looked away. They made their way toward the door, but before they got out Olivia and Elliot asked if they would bring something back for them.
"What do you want us to bring you?" Fin asked, walking back toward their desks to stall being alone with John and having to explain himself.
"I want Chinese, how about you Elliot?" Olivia asked her partner.
"Sounds good." Elliot answered. Fin nodded before heading back toward the door. John was waiting patiently for him. They drove to a local Chinese restaurant about 10 blocks from the precinct in silence. After ordering take out, they waited for their food at a window table. The restaurant was mostly empty so they weren't going to be over heard.
"So are you going to talk to me or are you going to ignore me the rest of the day and hope I forget about you wanting to talk to me?" John finally spoke up. He was tired of the silence. Fin looked up sharply.
"I'm not sure you want to know what I want to say." Fin said quietly as he looked down and studied the table top.
"Doesn't matter if I want to hear it or not, you need to say whatever it is, because it's bothering you." Fin looked at John again and sighed.
"I know but I don't want to ruin our friendship." Fin answered.
"Tell me anyway and don't worry about our friendship because whatever it is, it wont ruin it. Besides, I thought you didn't like me." John attempted to lighten the mood with his usual quips.
"Are you so sure about that?"
"Damn it, Fin! Stop with this beating around the bush thing and tell me whatever the hell it is that you need to say." John was getting impatient, with his avoidance. Fin smiled.
"I'm usually the impatient one." John just raised an eyebrow.
"So tell me, or do I have to beat it out of you?" John attempted to keep the humor going in the hopes it would help Fin relax. He leaned forward on his elbows. Fin looked into John's eyes before looking back down at the table.
"Iminlovewithyou." Fin said quickly even though he was half mumbling.
"Could you repeat that because I don't think my brain quite caught what you said?" John said trying to get Fin to say it directly to him, whatever it was that he had said.
"Here sirs. Have a nice day." The waiter brought their takeout over to the table. Fin was rescued, for the moment anyway. On the way back to the precinct John questioned what Fin had said.
"Are you going to tell me what you said? I mean, I am an old man here. My hearings not what it used to be." John asked.
"Well for an old man, you're in great shape and can still kick ass, so I know that your hearing is just fine. So drop it already." Fin said shortly.
"I'm not going to drop it. You obviously have something you need to tell me, so tell in a level and clear voice that I can hear."
"Just drop it, John. Forget about it. I don't want to talk about it." Fin fired back.
"No, I won't drop it. So spit it out, or are you going to be a stubborn ass?"
"I'm going to be a stubborn ass." Fin said under his breath as he pulled into the station house parking lot. Fin turned off the car and got out. John quickly followed with their lunch. Fin locked the car with the remote.
"Tell me Fin. Please?" John put a hand on Fin's shoulder, but Fin shrugged him off and kept walking. John stood there for a moment before sighing and following Fin into the office. Fin went straight to his desk and John passed out lunch. John sat down at his desk and looked at Fin in frustration. He sighed and started in on his lunch. After a bite, he set it aside. John just wasn't hungry any more, so he started in on the papers that had migrated to his inbox, while he was out.
A bright sun climbed slowly into the sky. Its light made a happy beam straight into the bedroom of one Detective Odafin 'Fin' Tutuola. Fin, currently sleeping in said bedroom got a face full of warm sunshine. It was enough to wake him from his dreams of things sensual and delicious about another detective. Fin's partner, John Munch, to be exact. Fin checked the clock to see how much time he had before heading to work.
Fin took an unusually long shower in which he daydreamed about John, specifically John naked in the shower with him. Fin was used to this by now. When he had first been transferred to SVU to work as John's partner, he hated it. John was an acerbic bastard. He had a quick wit that always earned him glares from everyone. Fin quickly learned that John used his wit, sarcasm, and intelligence as a shield against getting too close to people. He had most often used it to bait Fin and make him angry. After a few weeks, Fin figured out what John was about and just let the man's barbs roll off of him, and they had formed a good friendship like partners were supposed to have. John would start it and Fin would respond, and so their banter would go back and forth, all day if the Captain didn't make them stop. To Elliot Stabler and Olivia Benson, the other detectives they worked with, there wasn't anything funnier than watching them go back and forth. Elliot seemed to think that watching Fin and Olivia go at it was just as funny though. Fin didn't think so though. He thought it was hilarious to watch Olivia and Elliot argue because they acted like they were married. Just thinking about it brought a smile to his face. John never baited Olivia though, and Fin often wondered about it
Fin drove to work in the early morning sunshine. Traffic was normal and steady. Navigating New York City streets with the ease of a native, Fin made it to the precinct in 30 minutes flat. He stopped at his desk long enough to take off his coat and turn on his computer, before grabbing his morning cup of coffee. John was already there as usual. The man was a workaholic. Fin sighed and shook his head as he returned to his desk.
John looked up as Fin walked by. Fin had his usual thoughtful scowl.
"Morning Sunshine." John quipped once Fin sat down. Fin just looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "I see you're your usual cheery self. Drink your coffee. I want a sociable partner some time today."
"I'm never 'sociable'" Fin spoke for the first time that morning.
"Ah. So it does live." John quipped again.
"Shut up and get to work." Fin glared at John but he didn't put much effort into it and only managed to look tired.
"Yep as sociable as ever." John sighed and went back to work.
The day went by quickly even though they didn't have any new cases. Olivia and Elliot had been bantering back and forth all day. They were going out for drinks and invited Fin and John to come along. John declined even though the only thing he had to go home to was an empty apartment. Fin accepted and followed Elliot and Olivia out. John sat at his desk for a few minutes staring of into space before he pulled up some paperwork to finish.
An hour later Captain Cragen came out of his office.
"John, what are you still doing here? Go home!" the Captain ordered.
"I have a few more papers I need to finish and then I will." John answered.
"Alright John. I'll see you in the morning." With that the Captain headed out.
John looked down at his desk and the papers and decided he would wait until tomorrow to finish them, so John picked up his coat and headed out.
It wasn't very late when John got home, so he ordered Chinese and settled in for a night of surfing the internet and watching the discovery channel. After an hour of surfing, John gave up, and turned off the TV and his computer and tossed the cartons from dinner. He stood in the middle of his kitchen looking around for something to do before deciding on a shower. Once he had a shower, John put on some music. He listened to one song, then turned it off and crawled into bed.
John lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep. All he could do was think about Fin. He had been extremely moody lately. He was always snapping at John, never getting close to him physically. John suspected Fin was attracted to him but then again Fin was extremely smart and could have found out about John's bisexuality, although he didn't know how.
John was attracted to Fin. That he would admit to. He wished Fin would admit to being attracted to him. Life would be easier that way, well personally anyway. Publicly they would be persecuted and that they didn't need. John looked at the clock. It was nearing 2. He needed to sleep but figured he wouldn't get any and if he did his dreams would be filled with visions of Fin, in his bed, in his shower, on the couch, over Cragen's desk.
John woke to his alarm going off without realizing he had fallen asleep. Sure enough he had had dreams of Fin, and woke with an agonizing hard-on. John turned off the alarm and got up to take another shower. He let the water run over him as he took care of his problem. He leaned against the shower wall and imagined Fin sucking him until he came. John quickly finished washing and got out to get dressed.
John drove to work as soon as he had his first cup of coffee. He was the first one into the office besides Cragen, as usual. John sat at his desk as his computer booted. He began thinking about Fin again. John shook his head to clear it and started on the papers he hadn't finished the night before. A few minutes later Olivia and Elliot walked in, closely followed by Fin.
Fin had had a night of dreamless sleep for the first time in months. He decided he needed to know if John was in any way attracted to him and how he felt, the night before. Fin looked over at John. John, who was still working on papers, didn't even notice that Fin sat down. Fin studied John for a few minutes until he finally looked up.
"Is there something interesting about my face or are you just stunned by my charming good looks and that's why you're staring?" John asked.
"It's your charming good looks! No, I need to talk to you though." Fin answered.
"So talk," John said giving Fin his full attention.
"Not here and not right now. This is a personal matter," Fin said quietly.
"Alright then, at lunch." Fin nodded and the both went back to work.
Lunch came around sooner than Fin anticipated. He wanted to back out on lunch with John. As much as Fin wanted to know how John felt about him, he didn't want to ruin their friendship, that much more. Fin's stomach was doing flip-flops, and he kept doing paperwork. John called Fin a couple times before he got up and went over to Fin's desk and he finally looked at him. He had purposely ignored John when he called because he was nervous.
"Let's go get some lunch." John said as he studied Fin. John tried to read his mood but couldn't. Fin was just as good as John was at hiding his emotions. Fin nodded and stood up to get his coat. They were face to face for a moment before Fin looked away. They made their way toward the door, but before they got out Olivia and Elliot asked if they would bring something back for them.
"What do you want us to bring you?" Fin asked, walking back toward their desks to stall being alone with John and having to explain himself.
"I want Chinese, how about you Elliot?" Olivia asked her partner.
"Sounds good." Elliot answered. Fin nodded before heading back toward the door. John was waiting patiently for him. They drove to a local Chinese restaurant about 10 blocks from the precinct in silence. After ordering take out, they waited for their food at a window table. The restaurant was mostly empty so they weren't going to be over heard.
"So are you going to talk to me or are you going to ignore me the rest of the day and hope I forget about you wanting to talk to me?" John finally spoke up. He was tired of the silence. Fin looked up sharply.
"I'm not sure you want to know what I want to say." Fin said quietly as he looked down and studied the table top.
"Doesn't matter if I want to hear it or not, you need to say whatever it is, because it's bothering you." Fin looked at John again and sighed.
"I know but I don't want to ruin our friendship." Fin answered.
"Tell me anyway and don't worry about our friendship because whatever it is, it wont ruin it. Besides, I thought you didn't like me." John attempted to lighten the mood with his usual quips.
"Are you so sure about that?"
"Damn it, Fin! Stop with this beating around the bush thing and tell me whatever the hell it is that you need to say." John was getting impatient, with his avoidance. Fin smiled.
"I'm usually the impatient one." John just raised an eyebrow.
"So tell me, or do I have to beat it out of you?" John attempted to keep the humor going in the hopes it would help Fin relax. He leaned forward on his elbows. Fin looked into John's eyes before looking back down at the table.
"Iminlovewithyou." Fin said quickly even though he was half mumbling.
"Could you repeat that because I don't think my brain quite caught what you said?" John said trying to get Fin to say it directly to him, whatever it was that he had said.
"Here sirs. Have a nice day." The waiter brought their takeout over to the table. Fin was rescued, for the moment anyway. On the way back to the precinct John questioned what Fin had said.
"Are you going to tell me what you said? I mean, I am an old man here. My hearings not what it used to be." John asked.
"Well for an old man, you're in great shape and can still kick ass, so I know that your hearing is just fine. So drop it already." Fin said shortly.
"I'm not going to drop it. You obviously have something you need to tell me, so tell in a level and clear voice that I can hear."
"Just drop it, John. Forget about it. I don't want to talk about it." Fin fired back.
"No, I won't drop it. So spit it out, or are you going to be a stubborn ass?"
"I'm going to be a stubborn ass." Fin said under his breath as he pulled into the station house parking lot. Fin turned off the car and got out. John quickly followed with their lunch. Fin locked the car with the remote.
"Tell me Fin. Please?" John put a hand on Fin's shoulder, but Fin shrugged him off and kept walking. John stood there for a moment before sighing and following Fin into the office. Fin went straight to his desk and John passed out lunch. John sat down at his desk and looked at Fin in frustration. He sighed and started in on his lunch. After a bite, he set it aside. John just wasn't hungry any more, so he started in on the papers that had migrated to his inbox, while he was out.
