my aesthetic:
barba and sonny sitting on a hill, watching the sun set. sonny tucks a wildflower behind barba's ear. the wind is blowing.
the light grows dim and the stars begin shining weakly. sonny points out constellations to barba, holding his hand, laying in the grass.
everything is quiet, just crickets and sonny's voice. barba loves listening to him ramble on, and eventually he catches the detective's gaze. he stops talking for a second and they just listen to the crickets as they watch the last streaks of pink fade from the sky.
sonny's trying to learn the ukelele because barba is so musical and he plays this lil tune he learned to surprise his boyfriend. he’s kinda nodding his head to the music, immersed in thought and concentration. rafael is sitting right in front of sonny now, watching him play.
he finishes his song and looks up from the ukelele about to ask if he did okay but barba just tackles him back into the grass and kisses him
