Category: Ficlet. Slash implied.

Rating: PG-17 this part

Characters: Gibbs/DiNozzo

Series: No - standalones

Spoilers: None intended but anything might get a mention

Summary: Snuggling. Comfort. Sleep. Finally!

Archive: Just tell me where it's going

Additional `stuff': Nothing I can think of. Another ficlet. Until I have time to work on a longer fic. These just keep coming to me. Last one in a while. Promise. I’m working on a longer fic to follow this one ~smile~

Title: Sore spot – Four

Gibbs didn’t remember falling asleep. Or settling down on the couch. So waking up with his head resting on Tony’s lap, a throw covering him was a shock. A hell of a shock. Not a bad shock, just…well, a shock.

‘Wha…uh..?’ Gibbs mumbled, eyes opening slowly, focusing with difficulty, squirming on the firm ‘pillow’ under his head.

Tony’s voice was soft, reassuring, frowning at how disoriented Gibbs seemed. ‘It’s okay. You fell asleep.’

‘I *don’t* fall asleep this early.’ Gibbs snarled, voice hoarse from sleep.

Tony smiled. ‘Early? It’s almost midnight.’

Gibbs sighed. ‘I’ve been asleep…that long?!’

Tony nodded. ‘Yeah. Now sit up. It’s my turn.’

Gibbs shook his head. ‘Bed.’

Tony laughed. ‘I love it when you go all Gibbs on me.’

Gibbs lifted himself up. ‘Careful Tony…I’ve got a basement, remember?’

Tony rolled his eyes, picturing the boat skeleton and not at all intimidated. ‘Yeah. What’re you gonna do? Lash me to the mainsail?’ He teased gently.

Gibbs sighed crossly. ‘You don’t know a whole lot about boats do you?’ He asked rhetorically.

Tony shook his head. ‘Nah. That’s why I have you.’ He stood up and reached out his hand. Gibbs took it and allowed himself to be lead to the bedroom.

Tony decided *not* to ask why Gibbs needed to hold him so tightly or walk so slowly. One, he kinda liked it and two, he knew Gibbs was older than him. Exactly how much older he never asked. With Gibbs there were definitely more questions than answers.

End

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