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"Eek!" A small, muffled yelp came from beneath the curled up blanket on John's lap as a large thunderclap rolled across the velvet-black, cloudy sky. He couldn't help but snicker.
"I wouldn't peg you for the type of person to be afraid of thunderstorms Liv."
"I'm not afraid, the thunder just...startled me." She offered pathetically, rising from underneath the blankets to lean back against him.
"Uh huh," He murmured, shifting a little to make them both more comfortable. "Big tough Olivia Benson! Ha!" He teased, tickling her sides briefly and making her squirm.
"Stop it!" She exclaimed, punching him in the shoulder. "Jerk."
"Ow," he moaned. "Okay, I take it back, you are tough. You just have a ...softer side." He offered, grinning.
"I'll show you softer side." She muttered mock-threateningly as she got off his lap and curled up next to him, resting her head on his shoulder.
Suddenly a bright flash of lightening flooded their apartment window, illuminating John's face, which was contorted with a suppressed exclamation as he started slightly. Olivia couldn't help it. She bust out laughing.
"What?! It startled me!" He assured, quickly returning to his cool, laid back stance.
"Right..."