⌖ reader and Gibbs have the day to laze around and be in each other’s presence.
⌖ gibbs deserves so much love. i love him and i love his character and he deserves so much more.
    “Hey, you,” rumbled Jethro from behind you. His arms wrapped securely round your waist- exhaling stress and letting his eyes close. Jethro’s soft greys tickled your neck as he leaned into you.
    Your heart sped up a touch. Moments like these- the domestic peace that Jethro initiated (especially so early in the morning)- were few and far between. Work had been… less than pleasant as of late. So this- just the feeling of him there with you- seem to put everything in place. “Morning, love.”
    You finished cooking the eggs and plated them. Placed the plate and his designated mug at his spot on the table. It was only after you put your own plate on the table did Jethro finally unattach himself from your back to eat his own food.Â
    The day was thankfully slow after breakfast. Jethro worked on the boat during the morning, with you making idle conversation. You were reading a book at one point, but you got more than a little distracted watching your husband’s back flex as he sanded wood.
    Lunchtime rolled around. You warm up some leftover chicken from dinner the other night to eat. You opted to serve it with half a glass of whiskey for Jethro, knowing he would be more than thankful for the familiar burn.
    During the afternoon you convinced Jethro to watch a few movies with you. But watching movies quickly turned into folding clothes and tossing folded socks at each other whenever the other wasn’t paying attention.Â
    Ziva had called the night before to see if the two of you would have dinner with her. You said yes, naturally, because Ziva had wormed her way into your heart and you knew it wasn’t always easy for her to reach out to people so you jumped at the chance to see her.
    1700 rolled around. You were just laying the necklace against your neck when Jethro came up behind you. Yes, he had a habit of following you closer than your own shadow. Yes, he did it to make sure you were safe. Yes, you found it endearing.
    He said nothing as his scared fingers took the delicate chain with one hand and moved your hair to the side with the other. You watched in the vanity as Jethro’s eyes twitched as he fumbled with his thumbs to get the clasp buckled. When he finally got it, he moved your hair back and his eyes found yours through the mirror. “Beautiful,” he muttered, hands finding their spot at your hips- because, hell, Leroy Jethro Gibbs had a thing for hips.
    When dinner was over and you stepped up into Jethro’s truck, his hand tucked itself between your thighs. The ride home was mainly just you talking about Ziva and how crazy the demeanor change was when she was off company hours. Jethro agreed, saying she was great at compartmentalization. But you knew that. You had to be great at compartmentalizing if you had her father and her job and her life.
    Jethro took your clothes off and all but launched his shirt and boxers at you to wear because he knew you preferred his clothes over yours. You fell asleep listening to the comforting rumble of Jethro’s voice and the light ghosting of his fingertips on your stomach.
    You wished more days were good like this, but you’d take what you could get.
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Abby slowly looked toward her long-time boss. Confusion was written across her face as she processed what she had just heard. Gibbs, on the other hand, waited as she did. He had a feeling she would say something.
“Y/N...is your...daughter?”
“Mmhmm,” he affirmed.
“And...we’ve been dating...and you’ve known.”
“Yep.”
“...Should I be worried?”
Gibbs let out a chuckle with a smirk. Gently, he placed a kissed on Abby’s temple.
“I’d watch out for her rather than me,” he advised.
Abby smirked. “Yeah, she’s feisty.” Her eyes lit up. “Wait! Now we can do a family dinner!”
Gibbs arched an amused brow. Abby nodded.
“It’ll be so much fun! You can tell me all her embarrassing stories and when she decided to get in to NCIS and all that good stuff.”
Gibbs chuckled again. As he did, the same daughter they had been discussing walked into Abby’s lab.
“Hey Abby,” she chittered before slowing down.
The pair had glanced over at her with mischievous glints.
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“Ow,” Tony moaned after your father had left the squad room.
You smirked from the side. It wasn’t too hard to figure out your dad had just given your boyfriend another head slap.
“What did ya do this time?”
“Can’t a guy get a little sympathy around here?”
You chuckled. “I think you already got that answer.”
Tony let out a giggle before walking toward you. You wrapped your arms around his stomach as he bent down to kiss you. You hummed against his lips.
“We still on for dinner?” you queried.
“If you’re up for it.” He gave you another kiss. “Because I, for one, can’t wait to see you.”
You arched a brow. “Well Mr. DiNozzo, maybe I should make you wait a little bit more.”
You let out a brief giggle as you noticed his eyes bug out at the suggestion. There was no way you were canceling your date with him. Seeing his reaction, however, was quite priceless. Seeing your grin set him at ease, knowing now that you were joking.
“Alright,” you started, scratching his back a little, “I should let you get back to work before dad comes back and gets on you again.”
Tony moved his hands to gently hold your face. He gave you a soft, nearly irresistible smile. You grabbed his hands before reaching up to kiss him again.
“There’s some lunch on your desk...in case you didn’t notice.”
Tony raised his eyebrows in surprise before hurrying over to his desk. You smirked.
“Bye Tony.”
“Bye sweetheart! Thank you for lunch.”
Walking away, you were thankful that your dad was alright with yours and Tony’s relationship. At the moment, you were sure it was exactly where you wanted to be.
Gibbs knocked on Y/N’s door, holding some food to grill in his hands. He had finally decided to ask her on a date...a quiet one, but a date nonetheless. The door opened, bringing Gibbs’s first surprise of the night.
A girl, no older than six, was holding the door open. Though confused, he wasn’t put off. Instead, he knelt to her eye level. She started ringing the bottom of her shirt.
“Hi there,” he greeted.
“Hello,” she murmured.
“My name’s Jethro,” he offered, “I’m looking for Y/N. Is she here?”
Her eyes lit up. “Are you the boy momma loves?”
He chuckled. “You’ll have to ask her.”
The two chuckled. The door pulled back slightly. Gibbs looked up to see Y/N’s shocked expression. He smiled and stood to his full height. She was speechless glancing between him and her daughter.
“Gibbs! I, uh...this is r/n, my daughter,” she explained shyly.
He arched a brow, but held his smile. She placed her hands on r/n’s ears.
“Her father isn’t around,” she whispered.
Gibbs nodded before holding up the bag. “I thought I’d make dinner.”
Y/N knit her brows. “You’re...You’re not bothered?”
He smirked and shook his head. “No. I like you, Y/N. I’m not easily scared.”
Y/N broke into a grin. Gibbs mirrored her expression. With that, she pushed the door open even further and let him in. Maybe her boss did like her back.
Tim stopped when he noticed you were no longer in the squad room. The others had left to go home for the night. Most of the teams were gone, in fact. Thinking you may have done the same, he glanced at your desk. Everything was still there. He furrowed his brows.
Slowly, he returned to his desk and gently set his things down. He arched his neck as he made his way to the elevator near the back and past the stairs. A hiccup reached his ears. Taking cautious steps forward, he glanced down. His eyebrows rose when he saw you sitting on the ground crying. He frowned.
“Mind if I sit?” he cooed.
You jerked slightly, not expecting anyone to be around. “Tim?”
The corner of his mouth twitched. “Yeah. Still here.” He sat down next to you. “What’s wrong, Y/N?”
You sniffled. “Nothing,” you lied.
He arched a brow. “So, sitting in a corner and crying when no one’s around is nothing?”
“Mmhmm.”
He wrapped his arms around you. “Come here.” You fell into his chest. “You don’t have to tell me what’s wrong, but I want you to know you can. Even if you just want someone to cry with. Tony can tell you how much of a cryer I am.”
You chuckled a bit. “He never cries.”
Tim smirked. “Yep. Just frowns.”
He kissed your forehead as he continued to hold you. At the moment, you weren’t ready to tell him what was going on. However, you weren’t closed to the idea. Maybe you’d tell him once you got a tissue.
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Throat humming, you pulled back from the chaste kiss. Smirking, you opened your eyes to see Gibbs’ baby blues smiling back at you. That moment was temporarily infinite. The two of you enjoying each other.
A quick gasp brought the two of you to glance toward the front of the bullpen. A shocked Tony stood watching you two with his mouth open. You looked back at Gibbs to see his usual blank expression, but you could see the slight annoyance behind it. You held back a chuckle.
“You two...you are...and you?” Tony stuttered. “Ooooooh, this should be a headline. Does everyone know? Should everyone know? I’m the last to know, aren’t I?”
Tony paused to spin around looking for anyone to tell. You and Gibbs shared a brief look. Smirking, you gave him a nod.
“I’ll go see what Ducky wanted.”
You quickly past Tony as he continued to process. Just as you reached the elevator, you turned to see your boyfriend smack Tony on the back of the head. Chuckling, you stepped inside. Despite his initial reaction, you knew Tony wasn’t going to scream it at the top of his lungs...yet.
You arched a brow at your boyfriend. You had no doubt his partner Sam was mirroring your expression behind you.
“An improv show?” you repeated, “Since when do you like to have fun?”
You heard Sam snort causing you to smirk a bit. Callen rolled his eyes and glanced over at Sam with a raised brow. He returned his attention to you, smile returning. He grabbed your hand and gently swung it back and forth.
“Since you told me you’ve been wanting to go to one,” he paused, spreading the tickets, “It’s your favorite group.”
Your eyes widened as your mouth dropped. “Oh…my…goodness. Are you serious?”
He nodded. You giggled and pulled him into a hug. He pulled back his head before giving you a kiss. Smiling, you kissed him right back. He was smirking when the two of you pulled away.
“So, am I fun now?”
Giggling you nodded. “Yeah.”
“Just barely, G,” Sam piped in.
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“Hey beautiful,” Tony greeted.
You scoffed. “Someone’s a little cheerful this morning.”
“Only because I get to see you,” he countered.
You rolled your eyes as you made your way to your desk. You sat in your chair and faced your computer. Tony just watched you as you typed up some reports. Needless to say, you could feel him watching you. You sighed.
“Don’t you have anything better to do, DiNozzo?” you queried.
He chuckled. “Anything better than talking to you? No, not at all.”
“Don’t you ever get tired of flirting?” you inquired seriously, “I swear it’s all you do.”
“How could I ever get tired of you?” he replied.
You cocked a brow. “You’re...serious.”
Tony straightened his posture. “Of course I am. You’re amazing.”
You felt your cheeks heat at his words. All those past conversations, all those compliments, he had meant them all. You felt a shy smile creep up your face. You ducked your head away from him as Tony continued to smile at you.
